Yang Yingying was stunned and stupid, and her heart instantly fell into the bottomless ice cellar. She shivered with the cold, her teeth rattling.

Xu Wenlong rushed into the bathroom, and he didn't have time to take off his clothes, so he hurriedly unscrewed the shower head, and let the cold cold water that shot out pour all over his body from his head, instantly soaking his clothes. Still not satisfied, he sat on the floor with his hands on his shoulders, lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes, held his breath, hugged Yuan Shouyi, and did not move at all like a meditating monk. Finally, the blazing fire in the chest and abdomen was extinguished, the blazing thoughts that ran amok like a demon disappeared, and a frenzied heart regained its calm, and the whole person became relaxed and calm again. He let out a long breath, quickly got up from the ground, changed into a set of dry clothes, and walked calmly to Yang Yingying's room.

Yang Yingying is still like a snow-white and holy sculpture, standing straight and motionless, not moving half a step, but she has already cried into a tearful person. Sorrow and sorrow, sorrow and sorrow, whimper, miserable. Constantly shaking the round and plump shoulders, constantly swaying crystal clear tears, pear blossoms with rain and pitiful, peony frost wilted and discolored, straight like a group of geese like a group of people see people sad, as if leaving the companion of the swan who sees who pity.

Xu Wenlong stepped forward silently, picked up the nightgown on the bed and gently draped it on her, turned his head and said with great pity: "Yingying, this is not good, it is really not good." Is it okay to wear clothes? Be careful not to catch a cold! ”

"If you don't wear it, you don't wear it, you just don't wear it, and you have to make it cold!" Yang Yingying, who was sobbing, suddenly ripped off her nightgown, threw her hands on the ground angrily, and looked at Xu Wenlong with red eyes in protest.

Xu Wenlong sighed, rubbed his hands and said to her, "Can you listen to my explanation?" I ......"

"If you don't listen, you don't listen, if you don't listen, don't listen to me. You don't like me at all, you don't care about me at all......" Yang Yingying shook her head and kept screaming, screaming, completely hysterical and terrifying. It's just that I don't know if my legs and feet are numb because I have been standing for a long time, or I am dizzy because I am too sad. As she spoke, she felt that her eyes were dark, her legs were weak, and her body fell to the ground involuntarily.

Xu Wenlong's eyes were quick, and he held Yang Yingying, who was soft and about to fall, and helped her up steadily.

Leaning on Xu Wenlong's broad arms and smelling his familiar scent, Yang Yingying didn't feel sadness coming from it, she didn't feel angry, and raised her pink fist and threw it straight at him. While fighting, he cried with anger and hatred: "You don't like me, you don't care about me, I don't want you to touch me, I don't want you to touch me......"

Xu Wenlong didn't care so much, pulled a thin quilt on the bed, wrapped it around Yang Yingying, and then picked her up and gently put her on the bed. Then he hung his head and sat on the edge of the bed without saying a word. Forget it, just cry, cry enough, and you'll be fine after crying!

Yang Yingying was powerless to resist and didn't want to resist. She was full of longing and anticipation, but in exchange for such cold treatment and such an embarrassing scene. Her heart was cold, and her heart was even more broken. She lay motionless on the bed sobbing and sobbing, sobbing and sobbing vaguely, and kept scolding: "Bad beauty, woo woo, stinky beauty, woo woo, I don't pay attention to you, I don't want you to see you anymore, and I don't want you to protect me anymore." Woo woo, you go, you hurry up, woo woo, let the bad guys come and arrest me, let the bad guys come and bully me...... Woowoo woo ......"

Xu Wenlong naturally knew that she was talking angry and mushy, so he didn't care about her, let alone take it to heart. But her last sentence made it clear. Yes, people are angry, isn't it even more sad and embarrassing for you to dangle here? So he quickly stood up and said softly to Yang Yingying: "Yingying, don't cry anymore, can you be quiet?" Well, I'll go sit in the living room, and you can rest here......"

"No, no." Hearing that Xu Wenlong was leaving, Yang Yingying immediately panicked. I didn't know where the strength burst out, I sat up from the bed with a "whew", grabbed his hands and begged, "No, don't go, okay?" I...... I won't let you go...... You can't leave me......"

Xu Wenlong is really worried now, he is not leaving, he is not staying, he is in a dilemma. Fortunately, his mind was still awake, and when he was at a loss, he had an idea, and put on a sad face and said: "You keep crying and crying, crying makes me dizzy and upset. It's ...... It's more bitter than drinking yellow lotus, and it's even more tiring than picking stones up the mountain! After speaking, he squinted and secretly looked at Yang Yingying to see how she would react.

Yang Yingying hurriedly wiped away the tears on her cheeks, shook Xu Wenlong's hand vigorously and said, "It's okay if I don't cry anymore?" If I don't cry, will you leave? Wouldn't it be? I want you to say that you won't leave. ”

"If you don't cry, you won't leave, and if you don't cry, you'll leave. Put on your clothes and rest, I'm here to watch over you. Xu Wenlong said at one end, and then picked up the nightgown on the bed and threw it to Yang Yingying.

Yang Yingying glared at Xu Wenlong angrily, took the nightgown and threw it under the bed, lifted the quilt and got in. Only a red-eyed, tear-stained head was revealed, and with resentful eyes, he stared at him for a moment.

Xu Wenlong didn't care, and casually turned his head to admire the furnishings in the room. If you can do it without crying or making trouble, and go to bed in peace, you are already thankful for the Amitabha. If you are too anxious and annoyed, it is really difficult to coax. And the most important thing now is not to suffocate her, you have to find a way to chat with her and have fun. Thinking of this, he coughed lightly and said to Yang Yingying: "The braised pork you made is so delicious that it almost makes me swallow my tongue every time." And the aroma is tangy, and the color is beautiful. Can you tell me how to do it? I really want to learn from you as a teacher. ”

Yang Yingying pouted and kept a straight face, without even blinking her eyelids.

Xu Wenlong smiled, and said without words: "The water in the river by the oil mill is so clear, so clean, and there are a lot of fish, all kinds of things. Shall I take you fishing someday? Just make a fire by the river and roast it to eat. Of course, hunting is also possible, and there are many pheasants and hares on that mountain. We don't have shotguns, but we can dig traps and traps to make sure you're fresh and fun! ”

Yang Yingying remained silent and complained, but her body finally moved, and a small hand as pink as a lotus root stretched out from the quilt, and put it in front of Xu Wenlong's eyes expressionlessly.

Xu Wenlong's heart was excited, and he hesitated for a long time to stretch out his right hand.

Yang Yingying's hand flipped over, and she firmly grasped his hand and never let go.

Xu Wenlong was helpless, so he had to let her hold his hand. Then he searched his stomach and racked his brains, and said some anecdotes that he thought were the funniest and funniest, and told Yang Yingying endlessly, hoping to win her words or smile.

However, no matter what he said, what he talked about, no matter how exaggerated his expression was and how rich his gestures were, Yang Yingying was still lying like a puppet, puffing up, or staring at him with a tiger face and eyebrows, as if she wanted to see her internal organs clearly and transparently.

Xu Wenlong really has no choice, he is poor, and he is at a loss, so he can only scratch his head and feel sorry for himself, sighing for a long time.

Finally, Yang Yingying, who had been staring at her for a long time and was motionless, sighed lightly, and whispered in a faint voice like a complaint: "Why? Why don't you want to give you what others want to get at all costs? Why is that? Don't you really like me? You...... What's wrong with you? Why do you ignore what others rack their brains to get with all their might? Still acting so terrifying? So scary? Am I not beautiful enough? Am I not attractive enough? Or do you just don't like me at all? Didn't take me to heart at all? ”

Xu Wenlong sighed, and said to her carefully and earnestly: "Yingying, you are a kind-hearted, pure and lovely good girl, I ...... I actually really like it, but ...... But it's just like treating little sisters. Because you're still young, really small, you don't know what it means to like or care. How can it be...... How can this be? Otherwise, when you grow up and become sensible in the future, you will definitely regret your rash decision for the rest of your life! ”

"Who said that? Who says I made a decision in the heat of the moment? Yang Yingying was anxious, pouted and blurted out, "People's ...... From the moment they see you, they're already ...... I've already thought about it...... But you can't...... You can't laugh at me......" The more she spoke, the quieter her voice became, the more she spoke, the redder her face became, and finally she got into the bed without a head or brain, and never dared to show her face again.

"Because the situation was special at that time," Xu Wenlong's face was calm, his demeanor was as usual, and he continued to enlighten her, "You were being harassed and bullied by Qi Shaohua at that time, and you had already germinated the idea of committing suicide. But now that these threats are over, they are all over, and I promise that no one will interfere with your life again, so you can no longer be reckless. Besides, you're still young, too young, you don't understand anything, how can you ...... How can this be......"

Yang Yingying leaned out of the quilt, shook a pair of Yuxue's cute little white rabbits, looked at Xu Wenlong with a smile on her face, and said, "You mean, when I grow up and become an adult in two years, you will ...... You're going to want me, aren't you? ”

"Look, look, where do you think of it?" Xu Wenlong hurriedly turned around, hurriedly pulled up the quilt and covered Yang Yingying's body.

I didn't want Yang Yingying to pull her hand away, so she pulled the quilt aside angrily, pouted and said, "Say, say it quickly, is that what you mean?" ”

"Who can say what will happen in the future?" Xu Wenlong spread his hands and replied with a wry smile, "It's better to save it for later." In case when you grow up and you become sensible, and you meet a boy you admire, maybe you will forget me completely, and you won't even have any traces of memory! ”

"Nonsense." Yang Yingying glanced at Xu Wenlong dissatisfied, and continued with a mutter, "Anyway, I like you, and I will follow you." It doesn't matter where you go or when you go. If you dare not go home again, if you dare not hear from you again, I will ...... will come to you! Unless...... Unless there's a particularly beautiful and charming sister who falls in love with you, I'm ...... I'll just ......"

"Joke, who else will fall in love with me if I don't have anything to do?" Xu Wenlong smiled helplessly, and then asked with a look of surprise, "Are you going to find me?" Why are you looking for me? In case I have something delayed and I don't have time to tell you the address, and the ocean is so big, how can you find me? Where are you looking for me? ”

Yang Yingying's long eyelashes were raised, and she raised her head and replied without hesitation: "Look everywhere, street by street, corner by corner, even if you dig three feet into the ground, you will be found!" ”

Xu Wenlong was shocked, and couldn't help but shake his head and complain: "You stubborn and willful little sister, I really can't do anything about you!" ”

"It's cousin!" Yang Yingying corrected with a serious face, "A distant cousin who is not related to each other, and is far away." ”

"Okay, okay, cousin, cousin, it's late, can you sleep now?"

"Well, you go to sleep too." Yang Yingying glanced at Xu Wenlong with resentment, frowned and reluctantly agreed, and drilled into the quilt little by little, until she was covered with no head and no brain, leaving only a soft black hair floating outside the silk quilt.