Ten minutes later, Song Xiaoyu arrived on the playground wearing clothes that seemed casual, but in fact they were thousands of choices. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoYang Mucheng arrived there one step ahead of her, and at this time, she was sitting quietly on the stone bench, looking up at the starry sky overhead.

"What's the matter with me? I'm busy. ”

Song Xiaoyu saw that Yang Mucheng was not attracted by the elaborate dress she had just made, so she twitched her lips and spoke angrily.

"Sit down. I bought two bottles of water, at room temperature, it won't hurt the stomach, you just trotted over, it's good to drink some water. ”

Yang Mucheng fell his gaze on her, although there was no expression on his face, but there was a gentle look in his eyes that made Song Xiaoyu flutter.

"Who is rare!"

Although he said so, Song Xiaoyu still sat next to Yang Mucheng. Although he didn't drink water, he had already held one of the bottles and held on to it firmly, as if he was afraid that the bottle would run away.

"Xiaoyu, you should be very good at your family background, right?"

Yang Mucheng spoke, his tone always calm.

"It's okay."

Song Xiaoyu couldn't figure out why Yang Mucheng suddenly talked about this topic, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Actually, my parents are ordinary workers. The reason why the conditions in our family are slightly better is because my aunt, who is Mr. Song of the Mingyue Porcelain Palace, is more capable, and she led our family to make a fortune step by step. Of course, I don't dare to say the word "get rich", and in my aunt's words, it can only be regarded as poverty alleviation. ”

Yang Mucheng smiled and said, "You can drive a BMW to school at the age of twenty now, and such a standard of living can be said to be just poverty alleviation." Isn't it true that someone like me who is still riding a bicycle is exactly what I am now - a long-term worker in your family. ”

"What poverty alleviation, long-term work. Aren't everyone the same? Why did you suddenly remember to ask this? ”

Song Xiaoyu didn't understand why Yang Mucheng was talking about this topic, and felt a little worried in his heart, so he wanted to divert the topic.

"Do you know where I come from?"

Yang Mucheng didn't answer, but asked Song Xiaoyu.

"I don't know."

Song Xiaoyu shook his head.

She was more curious about the Yang Mucheng in front of her than anyone else, including Song Mingyue, who had investigated Yang Mucheng.

Song Xiaoyu didn't understand why Yang Mucheng was only a junior in college, but in a few minutes he was able to determine who the real murderer of a homicide was. She didn't understand why he was just a hairy boy with an unattractive appearance, and his porcelain-making skills were secretly praised even by his aunt, who had always been called a fine ghost in the industry. She didn't understand that his body didn't look strong, but every time he fought, he always knocked someone down with three punches and two kicks.

She didn't know why Yang Mucheng could combine so many advantages in one body, she didn't know what kind of background he was, and she didn't know what he had experienced. But she firmly believes that he is a man with a story, completely different from others. Even, Song Xiaoyu felt that she could be sure that he was a trustworthy and dependable person.

Although the two have met less than ten times and have only spoken a few dozen words, Song Xiaoyu has a deep paranoia in his heart. She firmly believes that this Yang Mucheng, who is destined to meet, is the true son of heaven sent by God. She believes that his difference can bring her a different life and a different happiness.

"Miss, don't have so many beautiful imaginations. I'm not a master, and I'm not a hero. If you have this kind of thought, it can only mean that you have watched too many Korean dramas or online novels. I came out of a rural area, and I didn't want to accept my fate to be a peasant hairy boy. I grew up without a father or mother, and grew up with a thin grandfather called Old Man Yang. By the age of eleven, he had also died. From the day he was laid to rest, I lived alone. When you are sick, you go to the doctor, and when you are hungry, you go to cook. As for how this meal comes, we have to find a way. I can make porcelain because I need to do chores in Chen Muyang's house to earn living expenses, and I look at people very accurately, because if I want to live and have food, I must understand the level of other people's eyebrows. What to say and what not to say, you must know what to do from an early age. I'm in good health and can fight because I've been bullied since I was a child, and I've been beaten a lot, and I can't bear it anymore and fight back. If you can't fight back, you can find a way. There are more fights, and slowly I have experience. ”

After saying a long sentence, Yang Mucheng exhaled and said, "It sounds very chic and awesome now." But, let me tell you, it's not chic at all, it's not awesome at all. If I had a choice, do you think I want to be self-reliant from a young age and live with an old man? I also want to be pampered by my parents, have someone to pick me up and drop off from school every day, and occasionally go out to eat KFC and visit a park, so that the family can have a good time. But I can't. I don't have this blessing! I had to learn to be mature like an adult when I was a child, and I had to be able to be unemotional. I thanked the sixth grandfather next door for secretly stuffing me with three yuan, but I didn't dare to show it, because once I let the sixth grandmother know that not only would my money be recovered, but the sixth grandfather would also be scolded in front of the villagers. I had to say I wasn't tired when I was tired, because the people who hired me for odd jobs could fire me if they felt that I couldn't handle it. Well, I don't have the money to buy steamed buns next month. Growing up, especially precocious, is really *an egg* that hurts, it's not a human thing! ”

Song Xiaoyu originally had a stomach full of grievances and entanglements in her stomach, but when she heard Yang Mucheng's words, she suddenly felt that her careful thoughts were nothing. Even, not worth mentioning. She bit her lip and didn't speak, but held the bottle of mineral water tighter.

"Although I am precocious and able to endure loneliness and loneliness, it doesn't mean that I don't need friends. Actually, I need friends more than those who chirp every day. ”

Yang Mucheng opened the mineral water and took a sip, and continued: "Chen Muyang is a typical literary ruffian, with good craftsmanship, good talent, and a good family background. Although Lihuagou is an inconspicuous place, his grandfather is recognized as the successor of Dingci, and he was designated as the third-generation successor of Dingci early. Young and golden, but not much squirrel. Every time I go out to fight, I never speak, and he has already pounced on him with a brick. Although the lottery will be hung every time, there is not a single time to back down. Even if we are at a disadvantage, we never say run away. ”

Listening to Yang Mucheng's description, Song Xiaoyu seemed to be able to see a daze version of a young artist who was still very immature looking at a group of young people of the same age fighting at first glance.

Yang Mucheng continued: "Wang Hu is a completely different person from Chen Muyang, his thoughts and actions are too advanced, or precocious than us. Lawless since childhood, he was the first person to propose a peek into the school girls' toilet. At the same time, he was also the first to peek at the female teacher taking a bath. I heard that he was the first person to break the *. Moreover, the first time it was handed over to the chai widow in the village. Although Widow Chai looks good and is famous, the two are more than ten years apart, and I really don't know what Huzi thought at that time. This kid won't go to school after graduating from middle school, and he is messing around, and he doesn't know if he is doing well. ”

Song Xiaoyu couldn't help but blush when she heard Yang Mucheng indifferently talk about a young man who was just beginning to fall in love. However, Yang Mucheng told her all the friends and old things in his childhood, precisely because of his trust in her. Therefore, although Song Xiaoyu's face was hot, he didn't say anything.

"The forest gun is a stuffy oil bottle, and three sticks can't hit a fart. If there is anything, it is always done first. His father was robbed of money, he didn't say a word, he went directly to someone's house and cut four people in a row. In the end, the ruffian who relied on the family's power knelt down in fright and called him Master Gun. That year, he was only thirteen years old. A few years ago, he went to Yunnan and said that he wanted to blend into the Golden Triangle and become a mountain king in the new era. The international situation is complicated, the border is dangerous, he has a bad temper, and he is not very sociable, and I am worried about him. ”

When he mentioned the forest gun, Yang Mucheng let out a long sigh.

Song Xiaoyu listened to it in his ears, and only felt that the sky was thundering. At the age of thirteen, he started cutting people, and when he grows up, he aspires to be a black boss, what kind of people are these!

"Guo Qizhen is a guy who has no interest, and he likes to throw food in the soil all his life. Because of his hobbies and his father, who has always been the village chief, he only wants to stick to the village in this life, and he feels uncomfortable if he doesn't go into the mountains or the fields every day. Of course, he also has a bigger hobby, which is to explore the nameless tombs. I don't know if he will change his career and become a tomb robber one day after reading too many tomb robbery novels. ”

Yang Mucheng let out a long sigh and said, "Zhao Changhe and Shang Fan are happy and resentful, and they will never be bored with them." One is a genius literary boy who has published tofu blocks in various magazines since he was a child, and the other is a mathematical genius who frequently wins awards in Olympiad mathematics. Although the two of them never stopped arguing when they were together, now that they are separated and not in the same school, I think the two of them will miss each other very much. ”

Seeing Yang Mucheng sighing, Song Xiaoyu also sighed. I don't know if she is trying to cooperate with Yang Mucheng, or if she also feels a little sad after listening to the stories of several people.

"Chu Xiaoxiao will never be lawless, and he lives like a man. Tian Yuxuan is always quiet and quiet, and she easily does not fight with others. I'm not with them now, and I don't know what happened to the two of them. Friends from childhood to adulthood, I am in a different place, and I really miss you! ”

Yang Mucheng looked up at the sky, as if it was not only Song Xiaoyu beside him, but also those childhood friends he just mentioned.

"Now, after listening to these stories of mine, do you think I deserve to be curious?"

After a while, Yang Mucheng put away his thoughts, turned to Song Xiaoyu and said, "You may have a good impression of me, but I understand that this kind of good feeling is just curiosity. Because you have been pampered since you were a child, you have never entered my world, and I find everything very attractive, mysterious and exciting. But I'm telling you, it's not fun at all. Like I said, precocious maturity is a painful thing. When I thought I was a child, I had to take on the burden of life. It's something I can't do to get to this point. Look at my friends around me, they are uneven, and they are completely different from your world. I thank you for being tolerant and accommodating, and I apologize to you for doing something that has made you misunderstood and unhappy. ”

"Finished?"

After a moment of silence, Song Xiaoyu spoke. What Yang Mucheng meant at the end, of course she understood. The reason why she had to be silent for a moment before speaking was because she had already figured out how to answer Yang Mucheng.

"That's it."

Yang Mucheng thought for a moment and nodded in confirmation.

"Do you want to hear from me?"

Song Xiaoyu asked, tilting her hair.

"I'm looking forward to it."

Yang Mucheng nodded.

"Before, you didn't say it, and I didn't open my mouth. In front of us, there is always a layer of window paper. Today, you order it with your own hands. I'm just going to break it down! ”

When he said this, Song Xiaoyu paused and stared at Yang Mucheng.

Yang Mucheng looked at her serious eyes, and suddenly felt a little weak. Although he didn't look away, and his expression didn't change in the slightest, his always calm heart actually drummed slightly.

"You've said so much, and I understand what you're trying to say. My answer is simple, just one sentence! Yang Mucheng, I love you! It has nothing to do with your past, your friends! ”

After Song Xiaoyu finished speaking, he looked at Yang Mucheng who opened his mouth wide-mouthed next to him, tilted his head and thought for a while, and said, "Before, if you didn't break it, I couldn't care about you." Today, you take the initiative to break it. In the morning, your apprentice called me my sister in public. In the future, I will also be a little more simply. I'm neither your girlfriend nor your apprentice's mentor. From today onwards, I will be your suitor! ”

"Huh? ……”

Yang Mucheng originally said so much by himself, and in the end, he could ease the relationship between him and Song Xiaoyu, and he could also keep her away from him.

However, not only did he not achieve the effect he wanted, but now Song Xiaoyu actually wanted to get closer to him, and even had signs of directly breaking the relationship, and he couldn't help but secretly complain in his heart. It seems that he is not the kind of person like Wang Hu who is good at handling the relationship between men and women.

"The first time I spoke to you in the carriage, I told you that I wasn't a nymphomaniac! Now, I'm going to tell you that I ......"

Song Xiaoyu hesitated for a moment, a shy flush suddenly flew on his face, and he bowed his head slightly and said, "Yang Mucheng, for you, I am willing to be a once!" ”