serious about love

Jiang Muxing took the banquet to the back of the very commercial neighborhood center, and walked into the street where the stalls were most concentrated.

The lights are bright and the voices are buzzing.

Small stalls of all kinds abound, many times more than those in the neighborhood center, and also several times more chaotic.

Mounts, food stalls, stalls, people who eat and drink, from the street to the end of the street.

The banquet looked so good that he swallowed his saliva. There are quite a lot of food stalls on Changxi Street near the apartment. He felt that the hygienic environment was not ideal, but compared with this place, it was passable.

This place is really dirty to an indescribable degree, the whole street is like a garbage dump, it can be as dirty as it needs to be.

The banquet was a bit overwhelming.

Jiang Muxing, who was next to him, walked without saying a word. The soul seemed to be slowly returning, but he was unusually silent.

Yan Hao didn't pay attention to his feet, and stepped on a disposable oden cup that someone threw on the ground. The thick soup inside splashed out with a "poof", and a little bit was stained on his shoes.

He immediately took his foot off the cup and almost jumped up.

Seeing Jiang Muxing look over, Yanhao's stiff hands and feet returned to normal, and he wanted to smile at him, but he handed him a pack of tissues.

"Wipe it off." Jiang Muxing said.

"You don't need to wipe it." Yan Hao quickly waved his hand, "It's okay, if it's dirty, it will be dirty."

Jiang Muxing's hand holding the tissue paused in the air for a few seconds before withdrawing it.

Yan Hao exhaled lightly.

Jiang Muxing looked at the schoolbag he was carrying on his back, and then at the pocket of his school uniform where his mobile phone was, and said in a low voice, "Take out your mobile phone, don't put it in your pocket."

Yan Hao was a little confused: "Where should I put it?"

Jiang Muxing glanced at him.

Yan Hao scratched his sweaty cheeks: "I can't hold it in my hand, I don't know when I will throw it away with the garbage."

Jiang Muxing: "..."

"give me."

Yanhao took out her mobile phone and handed it over without any hesitation, only 100% trust.

Jiang Muxing held his mobile phone: "Go inside."

Banquet obediently follow suit.

Jiang Muxing said indifferently: "The law and order here is very poor, please watch when you walk."

Well done oh oh.

He answered without thinking, as if no matter what happened, with Jiang Muxing around, he could get over it.

-

The hypermarket is crowded and people don't want to wait for a moment after the banquet. When they arrive at the night market where people are mixed, they just have a heart, and they are happy every step of the way beside Jiang Muxing.

Same with dating.

There are the most food stalls on the street, followed by daily necessities such as clothes, and there are also many fruit stalls, which are much cheaper than supermarkets. They are loaded in trucks, and there is a simple sign that says ten yuan, three catties and five catties. A lot of apples are in one basket Sell ​​in a basket.

Yan Hao watched while walking: "Squad leader, you live in this area, will reading at night be noisy?"

Jiang Muxing said, "I don't read at night."

Banquet: "..."

Okay, I know you're awesome.

The food stalls lined up all the way, and a few strong men were shirtless, punching and drinking, talking obscene words unscrupulously, and masturbating next to them.

There are young girls singing "Little Dimple" in the shop.

"The dimples and long eyelashes are your most beautiful mark. I can't sleep every day, and I miss your smile..."

Attracted by the sweet singing, Yan Hao stopped at the door of the shop.

Jiang Muxing said coldly, "Want to go in and sit down?"

Yanhao shook his head.

On the side of the road, there are a few women wearing tight camisoles, miniskirts, and stilettos, holding cigarettes between their fingers, chatting occasionally, and looking at the men who come and go with enchanting postures, which is very suggestive.

Yan looked over there curiously.

Jiang Muxing kept walking: "It's Miss."

Yan Hao wiped off the plastic bags on the soles of his shoes, and followed quickly: "They are all young and beautiful, and they are in good shape."

Jiang Muxing's eyes flicked across his face: "You observe very carefully."

Yanhao curled her lips, are you careful?Isn't this something you can see at a glance?

Soon, Yan Hao noticed something strange: "Squad leader, you are so handsome, why do they act as if they didn't see you when you walked past them?" It even seemed to be avoiding?

Jiang Muxing spit out three words from his mouth in a neutral manner: "Go blind."

Yanhao was full of disbelief. He thought he lived in the post bar, and he had collected enough information about Jiang Muxing, but now it seems that he is still far away.

Jiang Muxing even had moments of humor.

Who can handle this?

Yanhao licked her lower lip: "Did you make them suffer?"

Jiang Muxing was expressionless.

Yanhao took a careful look at Jiang Muxing, thinking that his nose was the prettiest he had ever seen, and a voice suddenly sounded in his ear: "Stand here and wait for me."

"Okay." Yan Hao said so, but he followed Jiang Mu into a grocery store.

Jiang Muxing didn't respond to Yan Hao's disobedience, as if he had expected it, he went to the shelf to look for light bulbs.

Have a good look around.

The shop owner asked him what he wanted to buy. He didn't want to buy anything at first, so he glanced at the lollipop sticks in front of the counter, walked over and pulled two of them down.

Yan Hao touched a steel iron and placed it on the glass table, tearing off the icing of a lollipop.

"Ice cream? Wholesale price."

The store owner probably saw that Yanhao was wearing branded products, so he enthusiastically recommended them, "There are Qiaolezi and casual, and they all sell well."

Jiang Muxing came over with two light bulbs, and leaned closer with a lollipop in his mouth: "Squad leader, this store has 0.5 refills, would you like to buy one?"

The breath is full of orange flavor.

Jiang Muxing began: "There are at home."

The banquet is over, and I will go out with him after he pays the bill.

There are many game items in the night market, such as catching dolls, rings, basketball and sand cans...

Yanhao would not be interested if Jiang Muxing was not around, he just wanted to go home quickly, take a shower and put on clean pajamas, turn on the air conditioner and play computer, now he finds everything interesting and wants to play.

"Squad leader, there is a rabbit in the claw machine over there that looks like the one on my bed, I want to try to catch it."

Jiang Muxing looked at his watch: "The price of catching one is enough to buy it."

Yan Hao's eyes were full of surprise: "You will do the same?"

Jiang Muxing shifted his gaze from the watch to him: "What?"

Yan Hao said subconsciously: "I thought you could catch one right at a time."

Jiang Muxing's facial expression twitched: "Think too much."

Yanhao pursed his lips in embarrassment. He remembered that Jiang Muxing said that he was not omnipotent and could not do many things, but he still regarded Jiang Muxing as his belief.

After walking a few steps, Jiang Muxing glanced vaguely at the rabbit in the claw machine.

The color is dark gray, a pair of ears are asymmetrical, and the coat color is average.

Where is it like?

Jiang Muxing glanced again.

-

Yan Hao's nervous mood dropped all the way, and he became more relaxed as he walked.

"Is it almost there?"

Jiang Muxing changed the fruit bag from his right hand to his left, and took out a bunch of keys from his pocket: "Turn left ahead, in the alley."

There is a small stall at the entrance of the alley, and Yan Hao saw a small and cute ceramic lamb, milky white, and he had to pay for it when he asked the price.

Jiang Muxing stopped him and said to the vendor, "Three yuan."

Yanhao was dumbfounded, people shouted for 57 yuan, Jiang Muxing cut it down to three yuan, it must be a [-]-meter machete.

The vendor's face was ugly: "Student, it's okay to bargain, but you can't pay it back like you. If you cut it down with a big knife, can I still do business?"

Jiang Muxing shook the key in his hand, making a crisp sound.

Yanhao actually doesn't care about tens of dollars, Jiang Muxing helps him out, so he cares.

Jiang Muxing crossed the booth and entered the alley: "Let's go."

Yanhao followed suit.

The vendor shouted loudly from behind: "Forget it, forget it, take it!"

Yanhao was not surprised by the vendor's quick compromise. Jiang Muxing said three yuan, which meant it was only worth that price.

As long as Jiang Muxing asks, he will be able to buy it.

Yan Hao has a kind of blind worship for him.

After buying a small pottery, Yan Hao’s mood is a bit complicated. Xiao Yang Cong and his friend Xia Shui are like him, they are the rich second generation.

The concept of life is similar. When you go out, you can drink something for a small hundred. If you buy a small gadget, you can spend half a year's living expenses of other people in the school.

Get used to it, don't feel anything.

And Jiang Muxing will go to pick up the dime coins that have been stepped on the ground.

Not only did Yan Hao not have the slightest sense of superiority in front of Jiang Muxing, but he was restless and restrained. Those things he deliberately avoided seemed to have an appointment, but now they all ran out suddenly, spread them cruelly in front of his eyes, and grabbed his neck to make him face.

He's the one with the low self esteem.

Because he himself is not good at all.

Jiang Muxing realized that the footsteps behind him had not followed, he turned around and looked at the person standing by the wall.

Yan Hao's eyes drooped, and his fingertips clasped his palms: "Squad leader, do you think I'm a big spender because of my family's money?"

Jiang Muxing answered him: "The hands and feet are not big."

Banquet: "..."

These words were obviously not the answer to the question, but somehow it made him feel a lot more at ease.

Jiang Muxing frowned: "There are a lot of mosquitoes in the alley, do you want to feed them supper?"

"I don't want to, I won't feed it," Yan Hao mumbled and ran towards him with small steps, holding up the ceramic sheep in his hand and said, "Squad leader, this one is really good, it only costs three yuan, and no one will believe me when I tell it."

After he finished speaking, he thought of the missing link, and his eyes changed dramatically.

broken.

The blood on Yan Hao's face faded completely, and he was in a panic. When he came to Jiang Mu's house, he didn't buy anything with his empty hands.

"Squad leader, mine, I...I want to..."

The voice was trembling and helpless.

Jiang Muxing saw his thoughts, and his thin lips moved slightly: "I'm the only one at home."

Yan Hao was stunned.

Jiang Mu walked to a big dark red iron door, pushed open the door and said, "It's dark inside, follow me."

As he said that, he turned on the flashlight of his mobile phone and went in first.

There is no sensor light, the house is dilapidated and old, and the smell of dust is very strong.

This was the most direct message Yan Hao felt. He followed Jiang Muxing up the narrow concrete stairs, and the nervousness that fell on the road swarmed back to his heart at this moment, making it difficult for him to breathe every time.

Home is the place where the most privacy is exposed.

Moreover, Jiang Muxing's parents are not at home now, and he is alone, so he wants to spend time alone with him in a place full of traces of his life.

Not long after, Yan Hao stood at the door of Jiang Muxing's house, not knowing where to put his hands and feet.

He bumped his elbow when going upstairs, and he didn't dare to rub it.

Jiang Muxing turned the key to open the door.

When Yan Hao heard the slight knock of the door, the tense string in his mind trembled.

Jiang Muxing held the painted doorknob and was silent for a moment: "Come in directly without taking off your shoes."

Banyan didn't move, he was in a daze.

Jiang Muxing rubbed the doorknob with his thumb a few times: "The banquet is good, do you still want to come in?"

Yan Hao blinked her eyes in confusion when her name was called.

Jiang Muxing said, "I've closed the door."

Reflexively, Yan Hao stretched out a foot, blocking the door frame.