The second personality wants to steal my boyfriend

With a grim face, Yang Sen pinched his boss's abdominal muscles with his backhand, and raised his head vigorously to signal Di Feng with his eyes twitching.

Boss!You should take care of him!When did I hurt you?Didn't I just shave your head?You made me shave it!

Di Feng probably knew what Su Yi was thinking, but he couldn't directly say that he was the one who was misunderstood and killed by Su Yi: "Could it be a misunderstanding?"

"It's not a misunderstanding! I was sitting in the car and saw with my own eyes that they took the little yellow hair into a small alley. I asked the owner of the shop at the entrance of the alley, and they said that when they saw the little yellow hair being helped out of the alley His head was covered with blood. If it wasn't for the fact that it was too remote and there was no monitoring and no evidence, I would have called the police to arrest him long ago."

Yang Sen's face is distorted, he will really thank you!What a look!At that time, they were obviously surrounded by the alley of the boss! Surrounded!

"You said it happened four years ago, are you sure you didn't identify the wrong person? Are you sure it's me?"

"It's you," Su Yi said firmly, "I remember your broken eyebrow."

Yang Sen felt wronged: "Is it my fault that I have broken eyebrows?"

"It's not wrong for you to have broken eyebrows, but it's your fault if you do bad things with broken eyebrows!"

Yang Sen spread out on Di Feng's abdominal muscles and stopped talking.Whatever you want, say what you like.Su Yi wronged him, and his boss didn't help him explain, he was just a little cabbage that no one loved or loved.Wronged!

Di Feng coughed and pushed Yang Sen's big head forward: "Su Yi, you really misunderstood, that, little, little yellow hair is fine."

Di Feng almost couldn't say this sentence.In the eyes of Su Yi, the domineering and cool gradient hair color that he took ten hours to dye was just a little yellow hair.It's not uncomfortable, it's a lie.

Su Yi looked at Di Feng suspiciously: "You also know Xiao Huangmao?"

Di Feng said with a bit of grievance: "I know."

He became unhappy after knowing it. Why did Su Yi still remember Yang Sen, who had only met once four years ago, but didn't recognize him at all, who had met many times four years ago, and even gave him the nickname Xiao Xiao? yellow hair.

"How is the little yellow hair now? What happened at that time?"

If it was what Yang Sen said, Su Yi would definitely not believe it completely, but Di Feng, he believed it more, and was eager to know the truth of the matter.

"He's fine. He went abroad to go to school. It wasn't him who beat him, but this man." Di Feng nodded Yang Sen's head, "I cut Xiao Huangmao's hair, but it turned out to be poor workmanship, and I accidentally cut Xiao Huang's hair." Mao's head is broken, it's not bullying him, let alone killing him."

Su Yi hesitated to speak, his mood was complicated.

Back then, when he was just a freshman, his father chased him away because he chose to major in mathematics, insisting that he change his major to study economics or management, so as to inherit the family business.He didn't want to study economics at all, and he wasn't interested in family business at all.In order to avoid his father, he didn't go home every day during that time, he was irritable and didn't like to go out with his roommates, so he often went out alone.It's just that I'm always thinking about things, and I'm suspicious when I go out to buy something for a meal.

When he found someone following him behind him, his first reaction was the person his father sent to arrest him.He even thought about the escape route, but the people behind him didn't move.

strangeness?Could it be that his father sent him to arrest him?

He stopped at a corner and pretended to tie his shoes, but was actually looking at the people behind him through the glass mirror in front of the shop.The man was not very defensive, he didn't realize that he had found out at all, and he crept behind him with a little yellow fur that grew past the tip of his nose. He stopped, and the little yellow fur was looking for cover like a frightened little rabbit. Hiding back, I finally found a lamppost, but when I dodged, I bumped my head against it, and there was a bang.It’s hard to hide behind, half of the people are exposed outside, and it seems smarter than this behavior.

The barber shop that the little yellow hair can find is not good either. Even the most basic yellow hair is dyed in a mess. The top of the head is like highly exposed photo paper, which dazzles the eyes in the sun. See, thought he was bald.

It doesn't matter if the hair is badly dyed, the hairstyle is not mainstream, the length is close to that of Sadako, and a mouth and a pointed chin can be clearly seen in one face.He was also dressed in tatters, wearing denim, the denim clothes could barely be called washed white, the jeans were ripped directly to the thigh, and several chains were dangling.

Such a silly little yellow hair doesn't look like a bad guy, but like a homeless, unattended stray dog.

After many times, I found that the little yellow hair really didn't hurt his mind, so Su Yi didn't care about the little yellow hair, what should I do.

Sometimes he also wondered if Xiaohuang Mao ran away from home during the rebellious period and went to the Internet cafe for a few days without travel expenses to go home. He was embarrassed to ask him to borrow money.

With this thought in mind, Su Yi really carried cash with him when he went out during that time, so that Xiao Huangmao could take out the money when he asked him to borrow money.

But the little yellow hair never came to talk to him.

During that time, he gradually got used to the fact that when he went out alone, he would always meet Xiao Huangmao following far behind like a little tail. Mao caught up.

He feels like a bad guy coaxing a little gray rabbit out of its hole into the dangerous outside world.

He had already thought about it, if the little yellow hair took the initiative to talk to him, he would grab the little yellow hair and take him to the barber shop, and snap off the long hair that ruined his eyesight.

But when his father really sent someone to arrest him, he couldn't cut Xiao Huangmao's hair, and even when he was tied into the car, he saw Xiao Huangmao being led by a group of big, tall men dressed in foolish ways. gone.

Compared with those people, Xiao Huangmao is weak and helpless.He regretted it too much at the time, regretting that he hadn't taken the initiative to talk to Xiao Huangmao earlier.

After hearing that Xiaohuang Mao was fine, changed her hairstyle, and went abroad to study, Su Yi felt much more comfortable.

He sighed: "Just cut his hair. I have wanted to cut his hair for a long time. By the way, do you have a picture of him? I want to see what he looks like."

For Su Yi, the little yellow hair was a consolation during the most aggrieved and irritable period.Xiao Huangmao would not persuade him to listen to his father like others, nor would he break the casserole and ask the end of the matter with his cold face.The little yellow hair is like a little pet he raises in the cloud, a little partner, accompanying him on a lonely road after another.

Yang Sen rolled his eyes: "Isn't there a human... woo..."

Di Feng covered his mouth in time.

No one can strip his vest.

"I have it." Di Feng pressed Yang Sen's mouth, signaling Yang Sen to be honest, "I will find it for you."

Di Feng let go of Yang Sen and suppressed his restless words with his eyes.

Di Feng took out his mobile phone and found a circle of friends. The time showed that the nearest circle of friends was this morning.Di Feng skipped those circles of friends with texts, and kept flipping through. It took two to three minutes to flip through, and finally found a photo, which was released four years ago.

Su Yi couldn't really see the content on the screen. He probably guessed that Di Feng's Moments belonged to Xiao Huangmao. He laughed: "I can't see that Xiao Huangmao likes to post Moments so much."

Di Feng's hand froze, and the next second he clicked on the photo as if nothing happened: "Here."

The little yellow hair in the photo still couldn't see his face clearly, his long and broken yellow hair drooped in front of his face, revealing a pointed nose and a perfectly curved mouth.As for where the eyes are, I'm sorry Su Yi's eyesight is clumsy, but I couldn't find them.The little yellow dog squatted on the ground, holding down the head of a little yellow dog with one hand, and looked at the camera with his teeth bared.

"Little Huangmao would be a handsome guy if he changed his hairstyle. Look how good-looking his nose, mouth and chin are. I also remember this little yellow dog. He is a good friend of Xiaohuangmao. Once I saw Xiaohuangmao eating ham sausage. Take a bite first, and then immediately feed the little yellow dog another bite."

"Puff! Hahahahahaha! One mouthful for the dog, one mouthful for him..." I don't know what Su Yi said that caught Yang Sen's laugh, he laughed while lying on the table, covering his stomach, even Di Feng stared at him. .

Su Yi ignored Yang Sen and continued to look at the photo with a warm and nostalgic smile on her lips.In a trance, he went back to that midsummer, and met the guardian who suddenly appeared.

Accidentally clicked on the photo, the photo shrunk, Su Yi's eyes straightened, pointing to the screen and asked Di Feng: "Isn't this Xiao Huangmao's WeChat nickname?"

Su Yi couldn't do it anymore, it took him a lot of courage just to pronounce the name, and his toes were already building another teaching building for Nancheng No. [-] Middle School.

Di Feng nodded, without getting any embarrassment from Su Yi: "Yes."

Su Yi's gaze seemed to be stuck on the screen, and he couldn't move it away. The Moments above the photo read: If anyone hurts him, I will kill him.

"Ahem, Xiao Huangmao used to be pretty good, he really liked watching costume dramas."

I didn't have the courage to say this line without playing the role of the emperor dozens of times.

Su Yi felt that it was good that he didn't talk to Xiao Huangmao at the beginning, otherwise he was afraid that there would be a generation gap between himself and Xiao Huangmao, and the accompanying filter would be easily broken.

Su Yi still wanted to be stubborn, trying to restore the impression that the little yellow hair left on him: "Can you show me his latest circle of friends?"

Di Feng nodded, and started the return operation for another 3 minutes.

Three minutes later, Su Yi fulfilled her wish and saw a circle of friends posted by Xiaohuangmao today: "Little pig buns, little chicken buns, they are not as good as his hugs."

One more item: Those who are close to vermilion are red, those who are close to others are sweet.

One more entry: If you fail to seal your heart and lock your love, he will always be my heavenly dish.

Let me add the last one: If he goes to heaven, then I must be the one who spoils him to heaven.

"Ahem." Su Yi closed her eyes friendly.

Pushing the phone back in front of Di Feng: "I won't watch it."

Looking at it further, no thick filter can repair it.

A second later, Su Yi still wanted to struggle: "Is there no recent photo of him?"

Everyone has the youthful and frivolous second-year period, and the pain of youth is also normal. Four years have passed, at least the dressing should have evolved, right?

Di Feng shook his head: "No, we haven't had much contact since he left the country."

Di Feng looked at him with sparkling eyes: "Do you want to add his WeChat? I'll tell him for you."

That being the case, Su Yi shook his head until he flew up: "No need, as long as he is fine."

There is a saying how to say, meeting is worse than missing.The person in the past, let him stay in the memory.