The Cannon Fodder Doesn’t Want to Die

Seeing Ai's affirmation, Yu Ze couldn't help guessing that Ai's actions could be seen from other people's emotions.

Al shrugged his shoulders: "It's just a little trick, you'll know it if you watch it more," he asked with a low chuckle, "Is this job interesting?"

Yu Ze didn't find it interesting, but he probably understood what Al meant by interesting. The noise not far away escalated, and there were occasional sounds of items falling.

He asked: "Do you usually encounter this kind of thing?"

The noise was so loud that Al couldn't hear it clearly. He leaned slightly closer to him and asked in his ear, "What did you say?"

Yu Ze was not used to such a close distance, so he moved to the side subconsciously, raised his voice slightly, and asked again.

Al raised his right eyebrow lightly, and his gaze stopped on his face for a second before answering: "It's not this kind, it's all kinds. Human beings are very interesting."

"Ah!" A painful cry came suddenly, accompanied by the man's foul language and cruel words.

Yu Ze's heart tightened, and he walked out before he had time to think about it, only to take a step and was caught by Ai Er.

Al pulled him back, pressing his shoulders to make him lean against the wall, and looked down at him: "Little guy, you are too impulsive, don't move here."

After he finished speaking, he instantly disappeared in front of Yu Ze, and then there was a knock on the door.

"Who is it?" The man asked loudly in a grumpy and flustered tone.

The woman screamed: "Kill someone!"

The knocking on the door didn't stop, and no one answered.

The man cursed, walked to the door, looked out at the cat's eye, met a blood-colored eye, screamed 'ah' in fright, backed up again and again, and fell to the ground.

"ghost…"

Al returned to the stairwell and said to Yu Ze, "Let's go."

Yu Ze had been standing there, only hearing a voice, and was very curious at this time: "What did you just do?"

Al said succinctly: "Good thing."

Yu Ze was about to ask again, his waist tightened, then his body vacated, his eyes widened: "Wait..."

"Wait." Before he could finish speaking, Al quickly moved to the window and jumped straight down.

A strong sense of weightlessness came, and Yu Ze subconsciously grasped El's shoulder.

Al lightly leveraged on the window sill and the wall, and quickly fell to the first floor.

Yu Ze closed his eyes tightly, his long eyelashes under the street lamp cast shadows on his eyelids, his facial features were extremely delicate.

Al bowed his head and chuckled: "It seems that you don't like it."

Yu Ze opened his eyes, his eyelashes were like the wings of a butterfly, El's heart moved slightly, the little guy was so beautiful.

Yu Ze looked at Al's face that was close at hand, tilted his head back slightly, quickly retracted the hand on Al's shoulder, and gave a more convincing reason: "I'm a little afraid of heights."

He lowered his voice: "Thank you, you can let me down."

Al didn't put him down, but walked directly to the side of the car and put him in the back seat.

Yu Ze hurriedly sat down: "Thank you."

"What a polite little guy," Al said with a smile, putting on his helmet and getting into the car.

When they were about to leave the community, the locomotive and a police car passed by.

Yu Ze looked at Aier's back and couldn't help guessing that Aer was counting the time.

The man was frightened, and it was difficult to recover in a short period of time. When he was relieved, he went out to see who was pretending to be a ghost, and the police would arrive.

The work after that was very peaceful. Yu Ze was more surprised that so many people ordered takeout in the early morning.

At 4:30 in the morning, Al finished work and the two returned to their residence.

Yu Ze was extremely sleepy. For the first five days, he could squint at any time while watching a movie at night, and he didn't rest all night.

He slept a lot during the day, but in fact, he didn't fall asleep a lot of the time, and he was not used to the completely reversed routine of day and night.

Al took breakfast and took him upstairs to enjoy it.

Yu Ze held the straw in his mouth, his big eyes drooping, he closed it for a while, then quickly opened it again, and closed it again after a while, his head twitching little by little.

Ai looked interesting, and ate while watching. After eating, he couldn't help rubbing the top of Yu Ze's hair: "You can rest after eating."

Yu Ze looked up at him blankly, the figure of Long Yuan appeared in his mind, and Long Yuan liked to rub his hair.

He sealed the memory and moved his body a little later: "Well, it's over soon."

Al looked at the hand that was in the air, and looked at Yu Ze: "Little guy, do you hate me?"

Yu Ze immediately raised his spirits and shook his head: "No," he understood why Al asked and explained, "I'm just not used to being too close to others."

"It's fine if it's not," El's lips curled into a smile, "I've taught many new vampires, you are the most obedient and the one I like the most. If you hate me, I'll be sad."

Yu Ze said seriously, "I don't hate you."

The Al he saw was very good, and because of this, he even disapproved of the actions of his predecessor and his boss.

Al smiled deeper: "What a good boy." He turned around and watered the flowers.

Yu Ze continued to eat breakfast. After he finished eating, he set up the table, Al put down the watering pot, and the two went downstairs together.

Yu Ze washed and went back to the 'bed' to sleep, and fell asleep soon after.

This sleep was the best sleep he had ever had in this world, and he woke up in good spirits.

He listened with his ears, but did not hear any movement, thought for a while, pressed the switch, and got up.

The curtains were drawn tightly, and the room looked dark. He glanced at the time, it was three o'clock in the afternoon.

He lightly walked out of the room, and the light in the living room was much brighter.

"Little guy, you woke up early today." Al's voice came from the balcony.

Yu Ze looked over and saw Al sitting leisurely on the rattan chair, with long white hair flowing softly behind his back, holding a book in his left hand, and looking sideways at him.

"I slept well last night." After Yu Ze replied, he quickly looked away.

Al probably took a shower after getting up, wearing a pure black cross-collar bathrobe, with a belt around his waist, showing his white collarbone and chest, casual and lazy.

Al saw his reaction in his eyes, put the book against his chin, looked at him and smiled: "Then you should be in good spirits tonight, play whatever you want first, and I'll take you out after dinner. "

Yu Ze nodded, went to the master bedroom to wash up, then played on the computer for a while and ate with Al.

After eating, Al asked, "Can you ride a motorcycle?"

Yu Ze shook his head.

"Where's the electric car?" Al asked again.

Yu Ze continued to shake his head.

Al: "Then I won't work tonight, I'll teach you how to ride a motorcycle."

Aier took Yu Ze directly to the racing track in the suburbs, Aier said, "There is no race tonight, so I just borrowed it."

He didn't talk nonsense, and started teaching directly. He spoke very carefully, and the functions of each place were clearly explained. After he finished speaking, he randomly checked and made sure that Yu Ze had memorized it before he began to practice teaching.

"You sit in the front," Al said.

Yu Ze got on the locomotive, and Al sat behind him, pressing his shoulder lightly: "Bend over, relax, don't be nervous, I won't let you have an accident."

Yu Ze bit his lip and started the car as El said, the car ran, and the distant scenery quickly approached.

The scene of the car accident flashed in his mind, and he panicked. He couldn't think about how to speed up or slow down. With a slip of his hand, the speed of the car was faster.

He hurriedly wanted to slow down, but his hand moved too much, driving the front of the car, and the car's route immediately twisted.

There was a stone wall not far ahead, Yu Ze panicked even more, and a layer of cold sweat broke out behind him.

"Don't worry." When he warmed up behind him, Al pressed him up, and then the back of his hand was covered by Al's hand, and Al took over the control.

Al stopped the car firmly to the origin, and Yu Ze was paralyzed in his arms.

Al bowed his head: "Scared?"

Yu Ze closed his eyes, sat upright, and got out of the car: "I'm sorry, I don't want to learn."

When he was riding the motorcycle before, he had been sitting behind Al, and he didn't appreciate the feeling in front of the car, so he didn't realize that he still had the shadow of the car accident.

He knew very well that he would not be able to ride or drive by himself for the time being.

Al asked, "So afraid?"

Yu Ze said honestly: "I've been in a car accident. I thought it was okay to ride a motorcycle, but it didn't work."

Al's good-looking brows slowly frowned: "Then you can't be a courier for the time being. When your ability reaches the top, it's okay not to ride a bicycle, but you can't do it right now."

Soon, he raised his brows and patted Yu Ze on the shoulder: "It's okay, I'll ask someone to ask, there will be a job that suits you."

Yu Ze breathed a sigh of relief, but fortunately, Al didn't bother about the work of the courier. He thought for a while: "I have studied painting, I can try to find a job online."

Al praised: "It's awesome, then try it."

Yu Ze felt that Aier was really like a kind elder, except for his looks.

Al sent Yu Ze home, and went to deliver the courier himself.

Yu Ze searched online for ways to make money from painting, and chose a job that made quicker money.

However, he has no finished product picture, can't advertise or set a price, so he is still unemployed for the time being.

To make matters worse, he didn't have the tools to paint, so he had to ask Al to borrow money to buy them.

He had no money, and his predecessor was worried about revealing his identity. When he appeared in front of Al, he had nothing but torn clothes and blood on his face.

Thinking of borrowing money, he couldn't help feeling embarrassed. He had never worried about money before.

But apart from borrowing, he has no other way.

Without tools, there is no way to paint, without painting, you can't make money, and if you don't make money, Al doesn't trust him to live alone, and he can't leave.

If he doesn't leave, he may be exposed at any time.

After making a decision, he turned on the computer, checked the prices of various illustrations and figures, wrote down the posts and groups that placed more orders, and prepared for future orders.

Al finished work and went home, opened the door, and was stunned.

The living room, which has always been dark, is shrouded in warm yellow lights, the lights are not bright or even a little dim, just so that vampires don't hate it, but it is a little warm.

His eyes fell on the sofa, and the little guy fell asleep leaning against the sofa, so motionless, like a delicate doll.

Al frowned subconsciously, preferring the vivid appearance of the little guy.

He closed the door without deliberately making any slight movements, and the door closed with a click.

Yu Ze's eyelashes moved slightly, opened his eyes, saw Al, and quickly got up: "You're back."

Al's eyes moved slightly: "Are you waiting for me?"

Yu Ze hummed, a little embarrassed, glanced at the breakfast in his hand, and said, "Eat first and then talk."

Al nodded, and the two went to the roof.

After eating, Yu Ze offered to borrow money to buy painting tools, and then said with a cautious face, "I'll pay you back as soon as I make money."

Al didn't answer immediately, but asked, "Little guy, how is your painting skill?"

Yu Ze said conservatively: "It's okay."

Al: "I pay for what you need, but you don't have to pay back," he pointed to himself. "Just draw me a picture."

Yu Ze couldn't help but feel happy. El was good-looking. He wanted to draw it originally, but if El didn't propose it, he was too embarrassed to draw: "Is this all right?"

Al nodded: "Yeah."

Yu Ze looked serious: "I will definitely draw well."

Al chuckled, the little guy didn't even say a word of rejection, he seemed very confident.

He is looking forward to the little guy's painting.

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