He likes you

He Yao took Shang Yan away with him.

Driving around the street at 02:30 in the middle of the night, He Yao said that it was impossible not to feel tired at all.He was so busy during the day that he couldn't get a good night's sleep, and when he went back to sleep for two or three hours, he had to get up and work again.

Quite irritable, after he brought Shang Yan out, he didn't speak for a long time.There was a long silence, blurting out a question that I hadn't thought about for a long time: "How did you just use that dried flower to...?"

"I have learned swordsmanship." Shang Yan replied.

"Like the kind of swordsmanship in martial arts movies?"

It took Shang Yan a while to realize what he was referring to, and explained: "It's not the Eastern swordsmanship, it's the Western swordsmanship."

He Yao froze for a moment.What an amazing man, he thought.If he hadn't seen his resident ID card, He Yao really felt that he had to post an announcement on the international Internet. There is a European royal family living among the people, who has been stolen and defrauded by unscrupulous people. Which king and queen's guards have seen it, know it, hurry up The person in front of the ice cream truck at the XX Business District Plaza.

It's a pity that his English is not good, and this notice is destined not to be posted.

The wind blowing in from the car window frequently blows Shang Yan's hair across the corners of his eyes.Shang Yan pondered for a few minutes before raising the car window.

"Where are you going?"

"You go to my house to stay for one night first, and I will contact your family tomorrow." He Yao said, "If you have any conflicts with your family, you can have a good discussion."

Shang Yan didn't speak.

He Yao Yuguang caught a glimpse of him with his head lowered, as if he was in a very depressed mood.

"Did you quarrel with your family?" He Yao asked him cautiously.

Shang Yan shook his head: "My mother is the only one in my family, she never quarrels with others."

He Yao didn't ask "Why is your mother the only one in your family" or "Where's your father?" He was afraid that the other party's father would not be the one to mention.These curiosity, tucked in the heart.

He Yao's father went back to the countryside to take care of Grandma He, and a room happened to be vacant.It was too late, He Yao just cleaned the room briefly, put new sheets on it, and let Shang Yan sleep.

"If you want to take a shower, just wear my clothes." He Yao took out a set of loose sportswear from his closet.This is his largest size, and it might look too short for Shang Yan.

Shang Yan held the sportswear and said "thank you", respectfully addressing He Yao as "Mr. He".

He Yao pointed him in the direction: "The bathroom is there, you should know how to use it?"

Shang Yan nodded.

"Then I'll go to bed first, you can treat yourself as your own home." He Yao yawned heavily, and walked back to his bedroom with hazy tears in his eyes.He fell on the bed, and heard the sound of Shang Yan closing the bathroom door.Consciousness flickered, and fell asleep.

He Yao got up at 07:30 in the morning and went downstairs to buy steamed buns, soy milk, and deep-fried dough sticks, and bought two portions of each.When he returned home with breakfast, Shang Yan was already up, wearing his oversized pajamas, brushing his teeth in front of the mirror in the bathroom.

When he came out after washing, He Yao called him to have breakfast.

When he came to the dining table, Shang Yan saw the steamed buns and fried dough sticks and soy milk in the bag, and immediately went to the kitchen.

Taking out two plates and two cups, he poured two cups of soy milk into the cups, and the steamed buns and fried dough sticks were neatly placed on the two plates.

He Yao looked at him dumbfounded, and raised his eyebrows: "Painful."

Holding the cup of soy milk in one hand, Shang Yan stared at the steamed buns and deep-fried dough sticks on the plate in a daze.

"Aren't you going to eat?" He Yao asked after taking a sip of soy milk.

Shang Yan said, "You don't seem to have anything to eat here."

"Tools." He Yao lit up his hand, picked up the steamed bun with his hand, and took a bite.

Shang Yan's pupils dilated in surprise: "...Hand?" His body shook slightly in shock, and his face was as white as if struck by a thunderbolt.

"Dirty hands?"

"No." Shang Yan quickly shook his head to deny, "You have already washed your hands, I don't feel dirty. It's just..." He "just" for a while, "It's just that I have never tried eating with my hands. My family used to It didn't teach me that either."

"You use chopsticks for everything?"

"I don't use chopsticks either, I'm not very good at controlling those two long things."

"Otherwise what do you use?"

"Eat with a knife and fork, and drink soup with a spoon."

"I understand." He Yao got up, went into the kitchen, took a small fruit knife, opened the box of instant noodles in a bucket, and took out the plastic fork inside, "I don't have those at home, so use these two to make ends meet." He handed the "eating tool" to Shang Yan.

Shang Yan took the two "chic" tools: "Thank you."

Looking at the unfamiliar food on the plate, he tilted his head curiously.Use a plastic fork to hold down the fritters, and use a fruit knife to cut off a small piece with moderate force.

He Yao watched him pick up a small piece of fried dough stick and put it into his mouth.Unconsciously laughed.

He is easy-going, finds this kid interesting, and respects his different living habits.

If someone else took Shang Yan in, they probably would have invited this "prince" out long ago.

After Shang Yan finished his breakfast, he carefully arranged these special tableware neatly, for fear that his movements might damage them.He placed the knife and fork parallel in the middle of the plate, and the glass on the upper left of the plate.

He Yao stood up, swept up the knife and fork and held it in one hand, stacked plates on top of plates, glasses on top of glasses, and took away the tableware that he had spent half a minute arranging in one fell swoop.

The plastic instant noodle fork that Shang Yan treated with care, He Yao subconsciously threw it into the trash can.

On the ice cream truck, He Yao lit a cigarette: "Give me your mother's mobile phone number."

Shang Yan was not used to the smell of smoke, so he opened the car window a little, letting the wind outside beat his face and hair casually: "There is only one phone at home, and it is broken. If you want to contact her, you have to write to her. "

He Yao's eyes widened.He got a lot of surprises from Shang Yan, but this time he was finally too shocked to hold back.Trying to match the other party's habit of speaking, after a while, He Yao used humble and humble words: "Please allow me, let me take the liberty to ask. What is your family...?"

Shang Yan stared at the road outside the windshield, and said in a low voice, "I can't tell."

He Yao was dumbfounded.

"Is it because you really don't want to go home?" He Yao treated this boy who was only one year younger than himself like a child.A teenager who will run away from home, when he doesn't want to go home, there are always thousands of reasons for not going home.When "the mountain is at the end of the river" or when I suddenly think about it, I will go back obediently.

He Yao could understand such a child.He had such a virtue when he was in junior high school.

"Indeed, I really don't want to go home." Shang Yan admitted.He said to He Yao sincerely, "I can work for you. If you are willing to let me stay at your house for a few nights, I don't need wages. Or, I can also give you money."

"I can see that you don't need wages, and you're not short of that money." He Yao said.Just let him work, this matter is a bit suspended.It's embarrassing to take his money.

"You are so rich, but you really don't want to go back, you can actually rent a house by yourself." He Yao suggested.

"Everyone other than you is scary." Shang Yan said.

He Yao smiled and said, "How do you know that I'm not scary?"

"Mr. He is very gentle to me."

Because of his words, the soft place in He Yao's heart was touched.

The car had entered the streets of the commercial district, and the red light came on, He Yao stopped the car.He put out his cigarette and said, "Okay then, try to help me today."