Transmigrating Into The Heartthrob’s Cannon Fodder Childhood Friend

Song Yu was also bewildered by this incident. What is this? The wicked have their own troubles?

Originally he and Xie Sui were the protagonists, but now that this happened, no one cared about them anymore.

Cai Mingzhu's father is the president of a group in Jingcheng, and he is used to being domineering. She is too caressing about her, but she is not as simple as losing money. If she deliberately lets the family get out of Jingcheng, there are ways to make them unable to survive.

In the police station, after checking the surveillance video and seeing the whole story clearly, Song Yu turned blue with anger. It was the child who threw a stone and almost hit Xie Sui's eyes. He braked suddenly and fell off the car accidentally. The woman even raked back, saying that Xie Sui ran into it deliberately. What a wicked person.

It's just that now the woman's face is uglier than his.

Because the surveillance clearly showed that it was his son's marble that hit the car.

The woman already knelt down, crying out of breath, and pulled her child to kneel together. The five-year-old boy was beaten up and howling.

The woman kept crying: "I was wrong, Miss Cai, Miss Cai, I killed this disobedient! I will vent your anger! I am wrong! Miss Cai, I can’t afford to pay for it. Our family is nestled in a small house. Here, I can’t afford to kill you."

Cai Mingzhu sneered throughout.

The woman finally fainted from crying alive, she regretted it completely, her intestines were all pulled together, but it was too late for anything.

From the police station.

Song Yu took Xie Sui to the small clinic to get some medicine.

"Can you still go?"

After falling off the bicycle, Xie Sui's leg was also injured. Song Yu frowned and looked at his leg.

Xie Sui held the plastic bag with vegetables in his hand, and said in a low voice, "It should be fine."

Song Yu thought for a while and said, "I'll take you home."

Xie Sui's face was stunned, and the fingers holding the handle could not help but curled up, but seeing Song Yu's serious expression, he nodded slowly.

The dark, slightly curled eyelashes hide the cold light.

It is night now.

The stars are shining on this road.

The shadow of the street lamp is elongated.

The wind in July is slightly dry.

Song Yu's irritable heart also calmed down.

He thought for a while and asked: "You haven't gone to work in Linshui now."

Xie Sui said softly "en".

Song Yu breathed a sigh of relief: "Yes, that place is messy, you are not suitable to go there."

Xie Sui hesitated for a while, and seemed to have the courage to ask the words that hovered in his heart for a long time: "You, why are you treating me..." The next three words can't be said by his character.

Under the street lamp, the young boy's delicate and white facial features were a bit helpless and confused.

Song Yu took his words: "Why are you so good to you?"

Xie Sui's voice was so low that it melted into the wind: "En."

Song Yu looked up at the night sky, his hair was soft and slowly floating.

"Probably....... Blame me for being so kind."

Xie Sui: "......"

Really, a different answer.

Song Yu felt that he was too kind. It had been five years, but mixed eating and drinking passed. I have to come to Jingcheng, tear the dude with my hands, and scold the shrew. He was almost moved by himself.

He scratched his hair: "I just don't see others being bullied in front of me, and you happen to be such a mess every time I run into it."

Xie Sui couldn't help but laughed.

It's just that Song Yu was immersed in his own world and didn't hear it. He said seriously: "I saved you twice. It's fate to say it, so I can barely count it as a friend. Don't get me wrong, I am the same to others."

Xie Sui smiled: "Okay." He didn't believe it.

The Song family is so precious to such a son, how could he be willing to come to Jingcheng alone.

Linshui can be said to be an accident, but Song Yu's appearance on Lianyun Street cannot be "fate."

Song Yu rushed to him.

So...why? Speaking of which he and Song Yu played together when they were young, it's just that they were memories from before they were five years old.

With a bit of temptation and a bit of fun, Xie Sui brought Song Yu to his home.

The corridor where Grandma Chen lived was very old, and the voice-activated lights were sometimes good and bad. Song Yu stomped his feet several times before the turbid yellow light bulb lit up. The stairs were very narrow, and Song Yu helped Xie Sui go up. There were a lot of flyers piled up in the corridor, and it smelled old. Because the space was too small, Song Yu was almost next to Xie Sui.

There is a very light fragrance of vegetation on his clothes, which is light and nice. Xie Sui lowered his head and saw the young man's neck, which was very white and fragile, and for a moment he shook his mind slightly.

"What floor?"

"The third floor."

For this small house, the third floor is the top floor.

Pushing the door open, Grandma Chen was already waiting on the sofa to fall asleep, with a blanket on her body, and the food on the table did not move. She seemed to be waiting for Xie Sui.

The yellowish light shines in this small but cozy room.

Xie Sui gently placed the vegetables on the table and walked to the sofa.

Song Yu knew what he wanted to do and said, "Let me do it, your legs are inconvenient now."

He picked up Grandma Chen. Grandma Chen was too old and her eyes were awkward, and she woke up in a daze, "...A Sui is back, why is it so late to leave?"

Song Yu said softly, "Grandma Chen, I am Xie Sui's friend."

Grandma Chen was half-dreaming and half-awake, muttering: "Friend, good friend, Asui has always been alone..."

Song Yu thought for a long time and whispered.

"He won't be alone anymore."

The warm yellow light ran through the boy's eyebrows, tender as the still old time.

Xie Sui was behind him, his eyes cold and precious.

For a long time, he sneered, turned around to wash his hands, and threw the marbles hidden in his sleeves into the trash can.

Xie Sui, fifteen years old, has not had a friend since he was a child. Even if he is indifferent but yearns for beauty, he will be moved by some trivial things. But Xie Sui, twenty-five years old, experienced the flattery and admiration of too many people for purposeful approach. His appearance and family background brought him too much to please him.

Indifference penetrates into his bones, and kindness and gentleness can no longer move him like a fifteen-year-old.

Xie Sui remembered some disgusting things in his previous life, and the corner of his lips sketched out a mockery that he didn't know to whom.

The more low self-esteem is a little warmth, and the more cowardly can you get out of the devil with the help of others.

When Song Yu came out.

Xie Sui was cooking noodles in the kitchen.

Song Yu sat down at the table politely, "Isn't there still food?"

Turn off the heat.

A bowl of hot noodles was brought out by him.

Xie Sui's cooking skills are still very good, with scallions on the noodles, and a layer of frothed meat and oil that looks delicious. The smell entered his nose, and Song Yu, who had not eaten for a day, suddenly felt hungry.

"The meal is cold."

Xie Sui sat opposite him, pushed the dough in front of him, and said, "You eat."

He was thinking of Song Yu as if he hadn't eaten all day, which was a reward.

Song Yu was stunned: "For me?"

God, what a pitiful wife and mother.

Xie Sui seemed to be a little bit shy by his gaze: "En."

"thank you."

Song Yu stirred his noodles with chopsticks, sighing in his heart, how could such a kind and lovely person be so abused in the book.

After he finished eating, he left and called the driver to pick him up.

Sitting in the car, the driver was very puzzled: "Master, didn't you buy books? How did you get this place."

Song Yu looked out the window: "I met an important friend and changed my mind temporarily."

The driver was shocked: "You have only been to Jingcheng for a few days now, do you have very important friends?"

Song Yu seemed to make a lot of sense in what he said: "Uncle, you don't understand, it's just like seeing before."