If the weather wasn't so hot, if there weren't so many people around, if there wasn't so much noise in his ears, if he hadn't had a giant fat version of the doll hanging on his arm, Yin Cong's mood might not have been so irritable.

"Brother, I want to eat that." Jiang Le pointed to the third stall in the snack street and shouted to Yin Cong at the top of his voice.

It was a stall selling ice cream and cold drinks, mostly made with water and edible fruit flavors, but there was Shuangpi milk, which Jiang Le loved to eat.

"Your eyes are quite pointed," Yin Cong thought a little depressed. He looked at the intersection densely packed with people, and sighed, "Let's eat again next time, it's so late today, your mother will scold you"

He's going to have an exploding head when he gets in.

"I don't know if I don't say it, and next time you will say it next time, besides, I'm going to go to elementary school soon, and I'll definitely be very busy" Jiang Le was firm and unyielding.

Yin Cong and the bear child looked at each other for three seconds, and then read the message "If you don't agree to me, I'll cry immediately" from his pouting mouth, and then thought that he usually seemed to really do this, so he compromised and pulled Jiang Le to squeeze in slowly.

Jiang Le's mother also didn't let Jiang Le eat these things, she was afraid that they would not be clean and unhealthy, Yin Cong couldn't bear him humming over and over again, and occasionally relieved his cravings when she came out, it turned out that unclean and unhygienic conditions did not exist, and Jiang Le would not even make a stomach when he ate it.

Jiang Le is the child of Yin Cong's fucking current husband and former wife, twelve years younger than him, and now lives in that so-called home they share, determined to be Yin Cong's follower.

Yin Cong never felt that it was his home, after all, there was no family, not even a place to live temporarily, he lived in school temporarily.

The snack street is the most densely populated place in them and this night market, and it is also the place where Yin Cong doesn't want to come the most, it's too crowded, it's almost crowded, it's too noisy, the magic sound is in the ears, Mount Tai is overwhelming, Yin Cong took advantage of the fact that its brain cells have not died, and came up with two words.

The smell here is not too good, and all kinds of smells are mixed together, making it impossible to tell whether it smells good or bad.

Fortunately, the store Jiang Le pointed out was not too close to the inside, and it was relatively close to the exit, which allowed Yin Cong to successfully suppress the urge to leave Jiang Le behind.

Jiang Le was in a good mood, and while struggling to follow Yin Cong's steps with his short legs, he hummed a song, and his pouting mouth was also retracted at a speed visible to the naked eye at the moment when Yin Cong agreed.

After buying the double skin milk, Yin Cong also helped Jiang Le buy a fried banana all the way, which made Jiang Le even happier, and his eyes were almost gone.

Yin Cong couldn't help but sigh a little, he really responded to his name.

In fact, Jiang Le's music should be pronounced as music, it is said that his mother suddenly liked music when she was pregnant, but then everyone saw him squinting and smiling all day long, so it was called happy music, and no one deliberately corrected it, so it was called so.

Yin Cong's mother called Jiang Le Lele, and Yin Cong was also embarrassed to say that the name of the little earth dog he picked up at the front table in elementary school on the way home was also called Lele, he felt that Jiang Le was quite similar to Lele at his front table, and every time he saw his brother, it seemed to be stuck to the heel of his shoe, and he couldn't shake it off.

Jiang Le went to his mother once a month on average, and the specific time was determined to see what his mother's time was, and this time he happened to catch Yin Cong home, and Yin Cong saw his posture of not leaving, so he had to agree to send him over.

In fact, Jiang Le was okay when he was there, the atmosphere was not so stiff, and as soon as he left, Yin Cong felt that the few remaining people were about to be surrounded by embarrassment.

This is also one of the reasons why he sent Jiang Le out today.

"Brother, will you come back next week?" Jiang Le asked him while eating

"Come on" Yin Cong sighed, "Aren't I here every week?"

"yes, I forgot, you haven't played with me for a long time, and you stay in the room every time" Jiang Le complained. "I'm going to school soon"

"I'll play with you next week" Yin Cong sighed again, and said, "You're going to the first grade of elementary school, not the first year of college."

"Then I'll be busy, too." Jiang Le frowned like a little adult.

"Who did you learn from a child frowning, ugly or not, it didn't look good in the first place"

"With you," Jiang Le said, "Aren't you always frowning?"

Yin Cong choked, and he couldn't refute it.

"I'm not as ugly as you," Yin Cong ruffled Jiang Le's hair very casually, "Let's go"

He didn't have any thoughts about Jiang Le, after all, everything had nothing to do with him, but sometimes he had the urge to hang Jiang Le on the drying rack when he was so tightly entangled.

Out of the snack street, one of them held a double skin milk, the other held a banana, and walked slowly.

There is a small alley next to the mouth of the night market, it is dark, there are a few garbage cans at the mouth of the alley, I don't know what it is an alley, I usually pass by when I never look at it much, but tonight the end of the alley is a little noisy, I can't hear clearly, it is estimated that someone is fighting, although this piece is not so messy, but occasionally something will happen.

Before he could finish thinking about it, Jiang Le was already shouting, "There is a fight over there, brother"

Before Jiang Le finished shouting, he saw a person rushing out of the alley, running towards this side at a speed of 100 meters, and six or seven people appeared behind him one after another, some still holding weapons in their hands

"Hey" Yin Cong was startled, and quickly grabbed Jiang Le with one arm and stepped forward twice, opening up the position at the entrance of the alley.

He squinted at the person in the front, who was in good shape, and was wearing what seemed to be their school's short-sleeved shirt, which was worn by their school's sports students during training, yellow. It's pretty obvious.

It seems to be from their school, Yin Cong thought.

The man ran very fast, turned a corner in front and disappeared, and the man behind chased for a while and then stopped scolding.

"They're so fierce," Jiang Le whispered

"Go your way, or they will catch you and beat me in a while."

"I don't believe it," Jiang Le smiled

From their school, Yin Cong glanced ahead, lowered his head and continued to walk, he had never been interested in these things, even if it was a classmate in their class, he didn't necessarily care, let alone just being in the same school.

"Indifference," he said inwardly, grinning.

After walking for a while, he arrived at Jiang Le's mother's place, and Yin Cong didn't go in.

Yin Cong: "Go in by yourself, I won't accompany you." ”

Jiang Le: "Why, you will leave later." ”

Yin Cong: "You're going to elementary school, don't you dare to go in by yourself?" ”

"I just want you to stay with me." Jiang Le probably already knew the result, but he didn't give up, he didn't want to go in alone, to be precise, he didn't want to go in at all.

The atmosphere in Yin Cong's mother's house is very strange, probably related to his mother's profession. His mother is a painter, and she probably walks in a style that most people don't understand very well, and it is said that she often makes some strange moves in order to pursue something that seems to be empty and only she can understand, such as smoking a whole night in a dark room, and throwing Jiang Le, who is still breastfeeding, to run to the mountains for a night, all from Jiang Le's grandmother, whether it is true is unknown, but it is certain that she did not take good care of Jiang Le before.

Yin Cong hadn't seen Jiang Le's own mother a few times, but he had seen it a few times when he sent Jiang Le over, and only once was it clear that he had sent Jiang Le to the door, and his mother had come to open the door and saw it.

Yin Cong remembered the unreliable appearance of his mother leaning against the door, holding a lady's cigarette between her fingertips, and slowly exhaling a puff of smoke, and sighed for no reason, but fortunately, Jiang Le was honest and walked alone towards the round goal.

Seeing Jiang Le open the door and go in by himself, Yin Cong walked away very helplessly with Jiang Le's aggrieved eyes and planning to send him off eighteen miles.

When he went back, Yin Cong didn't know what he thought, and ran to the alley to take a look, he felt that he might have eaten a little too much tonight, and he panicked.

While slowly complaining about himself in his heart, he glanced into the alley.

No one, it seems to be scattered, so soon, Yin Congxin said, it seems that his desire to have a lively time is about to be frustrated.

"Hey" He sighed, and walked back slowly, he really didn't want to go back, Jiang Le was not here tonight, and he felt that the remaining few people were about to be swallowed up by embarrassment.

Just as he was thinking about it, a very low voice suddenly came to mind next to him, "Classmate, do me a favor." ”

Yin Cong was thinking about something, and he was almost so frightened that he jumped up, and he really wanted to give him a flying leg without saying a word.

"Learn from which sect" Yin Cong turned his head and glanced at it while thinking, heh, it's quite familiar, isn't it one of the riot makers just now, isn't it running very fast, why are you still injured.

Yin Congben didn't bother to care about him, but with the scattered lights at the entrance of the alley and a little moonlight, after seeing this person's appearance clearly, he refused and was chewed and eaten by himself.

Hey, it's pretty good-looking!

To be precise, it is very good-looking, the person in front of him has a very short inch hair, the skin is not too white, it is a healthy wheat color, the facial features are handsome, and the color of the pupils is dark, which looks a little deep in this scene.

Although he was standing against the wall, he could still see that he was tall, and he was wearing black sweatpants on his legs, which made his legs even more straight and slender.

There was a hint of a smile on the corner of the man's mouth, and he couldn't see what it meant, Yin Cong only thought it was good-looking.

Although he said the words asking for help, his eyes were straight, and he just looked at Yin Cong with a faint, indescribable smile

Yin Cong looked at those eyes, and felt that his gaze was about to be sucked by those eyes unconsciously.

After staring at each other for a second, Yin Cong looked away.

He made a deep self-criticism of himself in his heart, as if he saw another self standing next to him, and pointed at himself "angrily" and said: "You are not angry, how can you never see a man?" ”

"I've seen it, I've never seen such an appetite," he silently defended himself inwardly.

"I have a broken foot and I don't have a mobile phone, can you borrow a mobile phone and let me make a call?"

…… The sound is also very good.

It's a little low, but the voice is very clean, and the wind blows across his cheeks at night, and Yin Cong inexplicably feels a touch of sexiness.