The Luck Child is Fascinated By Me

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After Xinghe went to middle school, he didn't make any friends at first.

The flamboyant teenager is in puberty, from family background to clothing.

Talking about the world, he walked past the girl he liked, giggling and laughing.

"Being from an orphanage" is a huge topic everywhere.

Xinghe put away his schoolbag indifferently, sat by the window, and read carefully.

The sunlight outside the window shone on his face, and the eyelashes cast little shadows.

When Jiang Chuanxu saw Xinghe for the first time, it was such a scene.

He participated in the next fifteen years of Galaxy.

"You really don't have parents?"

The malevolent boy smiled and asked Xinghe deliberately.

"I don't know who gave birth to, and no one taught me?"

Xinghe ignored him, didn't even raise his head, just paused for a moment.

"I don't care if he has parents or not. I only know that if you talk nonsense again, your parents won't have a son tomorrow."

"Do you believe I can do this?"

Jiang Chuanxu became famous in school with this sentence, and of course, he also thought that he had unilaterally won the friendship of Xinghe.

"Hey, brother."

Suddenly grabbing Xinghe's shoulders, Jiang Chuanxu made an exaggerated expression.

"I'll be your roommate from now on."

"Please take care of me."

Xinghe was a little confused, and looked up at Jiang Chuanxu.

"Are you okay? Press it down so hard?"

With some disgust, he put aside his arm, and Xinghe hid with a wrinkled nose.

"Wow, you really have no conscience."

Jiang Chuanxu simply pressed his entire upper body on it.

"I just talked to you, and you turned your face and didn't recognize you so quickly?"

After muttering a few words in a low voice, Jiang Chuanxu saw the corner of Xinghe's mouth provoked.

Xinghe stared at Jiang Chuanxu, and there seemed to be tiny stars in his eyes.

Jiang Chuanxu only felt a fluff in his heart, and then he heard Xinghe's answer.

Xinghe said, "Okay, please take care of me."

Since then, the one-sided friendship has turned into a double arrow.

...

After Yan Mingzhao knew that he could no longer appear in Xinghe's field of vision, he burst into tears, and then told Yan's mother all this.

Yan's mother's eyes were a little sad, and even revealed a little fear.

"I thought......"

She thought that Yan Mingzhao was just too imaginative, and she made an excuse to let him ignore all this, so that Yan Mingzhao could return to real life.

But now she knew that in the years after that, Yan Mingzhao had been addicted to it and couldn't extricate himself.

"It's okay, you're just sick."

Yan's mother took Yan Mingzhao to the hospital.

The doctor's face was serious, and Yan's mother's eyes were red.

Yan Mingzhao told their story over and over again.

An agreement, hook your fingers.

Xinghe also has some fat faces, couples who come and go.

And the falling peach blossoms, the silhouettes that pass through.

The doctor said that Yan Mingzhao may have hallucinations.

Finally, under the pleading gaze of his mother, Yan Mingzhao took the medicine prescribed by the doctor.

"It turned out that I was really sick."

Yan Mingzhao sighed.

Back at home, Yan Mingzhao sat at the desk and looked out the window.

The old trees are tall, lush and green.

"S City has no peach blossoms."

Finished eating.

Yan Mingzhao counted the pills in his hand and took another glass of water.

At this time, a vague scene appeared in front of Yan Mingzhao's eyes again.

Take one more look at him as a farewell.

"You really don't have parents?"

This was the first sentence Yan Mingzhao heard.

Then he saw Xinghe's drooping eyelashes, and also felt Xinghe's loneliness.

Yan Mingzhao suddenly thought of Xinghe's tears before saying goodbye to him.

But it is different from tears.

Jiang Chuanxu embraced Xinghe carelessly, defending him fiercely.

Yan Mingzhao saw Xinghe's long-lost smile.

This smile, this friendship, even every minute and every second of this moment.

It doesn't belong to Yan Mingzhao anymore.

The water glass in his hand fell to the ground, making a crisp cracking sound.

The pills in the palm of the hand are also held loosely in the palm of the hand.

Yan Mingzhao felt very painful.

He didn't know whether to listen to his heart or choose to obey the doctor.

Is this an illusion, or an undiscovered reality?

"What's wrong? What broke?"

Yan's mother pushed open the door worriedly and saw the crisp glass in the room.

Yan Mingzhao's eyes were still a little dazed, but he made a decision.

"It's okay, my hand slipped accidentally."

He responded slowly and took the initiative to clean the room.

"Have you taken the medicine?"

Yan mother asked in a low voice cautiously.

Yan Mingzhao nodded.

"ate."

The pills lay quietly in the trash can.

...

As soon as Xinghe entered the school gate, he was caught by Jiang Chuanxu, who had been guarding the gate early.

The feeling of being dragged around by the neck was too suffocating, and Xinghe couldn't help but turn dark.

"Are you a dog?"

"And let people not breathe?"

Xinghe punched Jiang Chuanxu hard, pinched his collar and coughed, only then did he feel much better.

"Dogs are also stronger than chickens. Look at your body shape. You're not too thin."

"I can carry three of you in one hand."

Jiang Chuanxu leaned over again with a smile, and pressed the top of Xinghe's head.

"Brother, I will cover you in the future."

Xing He sneered and walked to the classroom without looking back.

"It's really hard to serve, with such a bad temper."

After complaining a few words, Jiang Chuanxu followed up honestly.

"Hey, wait for me!"

Xinghe entered the classroom, tidied up the desk, and inadvertently swept across a person.

It was the yin and yang boy who spoke and mocked yesterday.

The boy's face was blue and purple, his eyes were swollen, and he was limping when he walked.

The star river and the boy's eyes are intertwined.

There was fear and panic in the boy's eyes, dodging.

Xinghe tapped on the table and suddenly smiled.

Jiang Chuanxu followed in a whimper, panting loudly as he ran.

"I told you to wait for me, but I'm still walking so fast, and my legs are amazing?"

He met Xinghe's smile and suddenly stopped, his expression distorted.

"What are you doing?"

With such a gentle and beautiful smile, the weasel greets the chicken for the New Year.

Xinghe nodded.

"thanks."

what thanks?

Jiang Chuanxu scratched his head, puzzled.

But he saw Xinghe's curved eyebrows and small, pointed tiger teeth.

At this moment, Xinghe's eyes were full of himself.

Jiang Chuanxu's head was full of mud.

He waved his hand a little silly.

"it's okay no problem."

Jiang Chuanxu didn't know what happened until he sat down.

However, Jiang Chuanxu turned his face to look at Xinghe, he was frowning slightly and calculating the problem, this feeling was quite good.

A hand suddenly appeared in front of Xinghe's face, dragging a few toffee.

"Eat?"

Jiang Chuanxu snorted in anger, turned his face away, but didn't look at the galaxy.

"Don't eat."

"You disturb my study."

Xinghe is a ruthless learning machine, pushing Jiang Chuanxu's hand away.

?

"Don't eat and pull down."

Jiang Chuanxu withdrew his hand, deliberately peeled a piece of candy, and dangled in front of Xinghe.

Xinghe stared at Jiang Chuanxu and pouted.

Jiang Chuanxu opened his mouth wide and stuffed the sugar into his mouth in slow motion.

Xinghe sneered.

Satisfied, Jiang Chuanxu peeled a piece of candy again proudly, ignoring Xinghe's disgust, and pushed it into Xinghe's mouth.

The sweet taste of milk spreads in the mouth.

Xinghe quietly licked it with the tip of his tongue.

"I said it was delicious, will you listen to my brother next time?"

Suddenly a word.

The happiness and contentment that quietly rose in Xinghe's heart just disappeared.

"Silly X"

Comparing his mouth shape to Jiang Chuanxu, Xinghe raised his eyebrows.

?

"How did you talk to Big Brother?"

Jiang Chuanxu complained vaguely before the sugar in his mouth melted.

"Forget it, I don't care about you, there are a lot of adults."

Later, Jiang Chuanxu stuffed Xinghe with a lot of sugar.

Until one day it was the turn of strawberry sandwiches.

Xinghe narrowed his eyes for the first time, patiently licked the candy cubes bit by bit, looked at Jiang Chuanxu, and said nothing.

Jiang Chuanxu discovered the New World.

"I finally got caught!"

"So you like strawberry flavor."

At that moment, peach petals were falling outside the window, and it was a good season.

...

Yan Mingzhao walked behind the boy for a long time.

until it entered an alley.

Yan Mingzhao could hear his eager breathing and hurried footsteps.

There was a faint "rustling" sound in the breeze.

He didn't know why he followed, and couldn't suppress the anger and jealousy in his heart, Yan Mingzhao slowly reached out and touched the wall.

Retracting his fingers in disbelief, and scratching deftly, Yan Mingzhao seemed to vaguely understand something.

He took a few steps and put his hand on the boy's shoulder.

"Who are you?"

The boy turned his head, a little impatient, his tone was tugging and irritable.

Yan Mingzhao stood up straight, and suddenly laughed in a low voice, with bloodshot eyes in his eyes.

"Neuropathy!"

Leaving a few words of swearing, the boy turned around and prepared to leave.

Yan Mingzhao slammed the boy against the wall and threw a punch at his face. He felt no pain, and was tireless. He only knew that this person must learn a lesson and pay for what he said.

"If you let me hear your sloppy mouth again, it will be more than just beating you up."

Pressing **** the boy's bruised wound, Yan Mingzhao stared into his eyes.

"understand?"

"Don't touch him in the future!"

The boy shivered in fear and nodded in panic.

Yan Mingzhao lightly patted the boy on the face, and crushed him under his feet.

"You're really right."

"I'm sick."

"So you'd better be more obedient, see what I mean?"

The boy's screams were covered in his mouth, Yan Mingzhao withdrew his hand and tidied up his clothes.

"Go away!"

Yan Mingzhao felt a little tired, but the anger and frustration in his heart were swept away.

"Like a shadow."

"I still have another way to be by your side."

later.

Yan Mingzhao likes to stay outside the window of the Galaxy Seat.

He watched him study, take exams.

Happy for every compliment he received.

Sometimes Xinghe lay on the table and fell asleep.

Yan Mingzhao would carefully reach in and pull the curtains to block the sunlight.

He counted Xinghe's eyelashes one by one, and also knew that Xinghe would also be distracted in class, and quietly drew a few sketches on the book.

He knew Xinghe's name, and sometimes whispered in his ear, and then secretly laughed at his confused look.

The only annoying thing is probably Xinghe's roommate.

Yan Mingzhao hates Jiang Chuanxu.

He hated his arm pressing on Xinghe's shoulders, hated his thief smile after feeding Xinghe candy, and even more hated that on a sunny afternoon, he gently covered Xinghe's forehead to block the light.

until one day.

Xing He was lying on the table as if he was sleeping soundly, and there was a print on half of his cheeks.

Yan Mingzhao saw Jiang Chuanxu gently stretch out his hand, and slowly put it on Xinghe's drooping fingers, scratching it carefully.

He quickly withdrew his hand as if electrocuted, looked left and right, breathed a sigh of relief, his ears were red again, and he scratched his head shyly.

Xinghe lay on his side with his back to Jiang Chuanxu, motionless.

But Yan Mingzhao felt cold all over.

He saw Xinghe open his eyes, neither resisting nor disapproving.

Xinghe smiled.

The author has something to say: Once again, a warm reminder: These chapters are quite regrettable, so everyone must be careful to buy according to their own tolerance limits~