"Shall I help you wash the tomatoes?" Ling Mobei took the initiative to ask to be a helper.

"No, give it to me. Xu Chuanyang took it, "You should have never touched these things!"

Ling Mobei pursed his lips and did not speak.

He stood aside and watched him busy, his movements were skillful, his eyes were serious, and soon, a bowl of tomatoes and lo noodles was placed hot in front of Ling Mobei, "Eat, aren't you hungry?"

"You cook a lot?"

"No, it's just that I'm better at making noodles. ”

Xu Chuanyang took out a cigarette from his trouser pocket and leaned on the stove to smoke it, Ling Mobei stood aside, eating noodles with chopsticks, and just took a bite, he suddenly showed a surprised expression, "It's delicious." ”

Xu Chuanyang didn't speak, just smoked quietly.

He doesn't like to eat noodles, he doesn't like it very much, but Ming Hao doesn't know how to cook Chinese food, the easiest thing is to make noodles, he has studied a lot of noodles, and makes them for him to eat every day, when he is full of interest and looks forward to watching him eat noodles, he won't know how to do it, Xu Chuanyang hates it.

But Xu Chuanyang still ate it, and every time he ate it all, over time, he actually thought that his favorite thing to eat was noodles.

Until now, Xu Chuanyang still can't like the noodles, but he has a good hand.

Ling Mobei put the empty bowl in front of him, "Eat it all." ”

He raised his eyebrows happily, "Xu Chuanyang, will you often give me food in the future?"

Xu Chuanyang said: "No. ”

He walked out of the kitchen and tossed the cigarette butt in the trash.

Ling Mobei chased him out, "You promised to put a face on me." ”

"There's ice in the fridge, haven't you already applied it?" he said, pointing to the water stain in front of the couch.

Apparently, he had already found out.

"Okay. Ling Mobei was a little frustrated, drooping his head, and suddenly asked excitedly: "Xu Chuanyang, do you play games?"

"Don't fight. ”

"I'll teach you, it's fun. ”

Xu Chuanyang stopped, facing him and chattering endlessly, his face showed an impatient look, "I have been on the battlefield at your age, I have no extra time to waste on games, let alone waste extra time on life pleasures, I am not you, and naturally I am not as idle as you." ”

Ling Mobei was stunned for a long time after saying this, and when he reacted, he had already closed the door and left, and soon there was a sound of the door opening outside.

In the empty living room, he stood for a long time, and his mind repeatedly echoed what Xu Chuanyang had just said.

It turned out that he didn't understand him, didn't understand him at all.

He wanted to know about his past, he wanted to know more about him, even if it was just a little bit.

So, he found Ye Hanxuan.

Ye Hanxuan and the fat man were playing tennis, the two of them were athletic, they looked very professional, Ling Mobei stood aside with two bottles of water to watch the game, and when they finished the game, he hurriedly handed the water over.

The fat man took it and said with a smile: "Xiaobei, you have nothing to do, you are either a traitor or a thief." ”

Ling Mobei smiled embarrassedly and scratched his short hair, "Fat brother, you are laughing at me again." ”

Ye Hanxuan twisted the cap of the bottle and looked at him, "It's for Lao Xu's business again?"

Ling Mobei looked embarrassed to be seen through, and lowered his head to play with the racket in his hand, "Brother Han Xuan, has Xu Chuanyang suffered a lot before?"

Hearing this, the fat man and Ye Hanxuan glanced at each other, Ye Hanxuan wiped his face with a towel, "When he was a child, his family was not good, and the family had no money for him to go to school, so he ran to be a soldier, and met his master in the army, a very famous sniper at that time, his master took a fancy to his talent and treated him as his own brother, every weekend, he would take him home, cook him food, buy him clothes, and take him around to play, and then ......" Ye Hanxuan sighed, "Later, his master died in a mission." ”

"Sacrificed?"

"He was hit so hard at the time that he almost gave up being a sniper, but it was the captain who brought him out of the shadows and took him to create the ghost soldier team together, and then there were Ziheng, Fatty, Huiyi and me. ”

When Ling Mobei heard this, he couldn't help but feel distressed, he had never thought that Xu Chuanyang would have such a sad experience, no wonder he would say such a thing.

He ...... Did he like anyone?"

Ye Hanxuan listened and looked at the fat man, the fat man hurriedly prevaricated, and neither of them would say anything.

Ling Mobei was confused, but he already knew in his heart that it was impossible for such an excellent Xu Chuanyang not to have a beloved, but when he thought of that person, he would be a little jealous.

"Loved it. The fat man sighed later, "That child was born a hard-working person, he was bullied since he was a child, and when he grew up, he also lived in the shadow of other people's violence, and the most pitiful thing was ......." ”

"Fatty. Xu Chuanyang didn't know when Lu Dao appeared on the tennis court, he changed into a black sportswear and held a tennis racket in his hand, "You talk too much." ”

The fat man hurriedly shut his mouth and shrugged.

Ling Mobei looked at Xu Chuanyang and suddenly asked, "Xu Chuanyang, do you think that I am a gentleman, except for eating at home and using what I use at home, I will only play with my temper, I am useless and have no merits?"

Xu Chuanyang frowned.

"You hate people like that, don't you? You hate people who come to their hands like this, they don't get what they want, they don't want to improve, they live like moths, so you've always been lukewarm to me, haven't you?"

The fat man and Ye Hanxuan looked at the two people puzzled, not understanding what was going on between them.

Xu Chuanyang didn't hesitate at all, "Yes." ”

"I got it. Ling Mobei suddenly clenched his fists firmly, "I won't let you look down on me anymore, I will prove to you that even if I am not the second son of the Ling family, I can still support myself with my own hands." ”

After Ling Mobei finished speaking, he put the racket in his hand on the table, turned around and ran out.

Ye Hanxuan pointed at Xu Chuanyang, "You guys...... What are you doing?"

Xu Chuanyang was silent, and glanced at the direction in which Ling Mobei disappeared, "Don't worry about him, let's play." ”

Ling Mobei ran out of the tennis hall in one go, sweating profusely, he stood on the side of the road, bent down and gasped for breath.

He decided, he wanted Xu Chuanyang to impress him, he wanted him to know that he could suffer the same, he could live a life without money, and without the identity of the second young master of the Ling family, he was still Ling Mobei.

Ling Mobei quickly took out the phone.

"Dad, you don't have to pay me living expenses and tuition fees in the future, I have to earn my own money. ”

Ling's father asked suspiciously: "Do you know how to make money? Aren't you afraid that you won't be able to support yourself? Besides, let your mother know that she must be distressed to death, and besides, your brother is not by your side." ”

"Anyway, I've already decided, you guys don't care about me in the future, that's all, see you again, Dad. ”

Ling Mobei hung up the phone, took out all the bank cards in his wallet, bought a pair of scissors from the convenience store, cut them into pieces and threw them into the trash can.

From today onwards, he wants to be a different Ling Mobei.