"I've been around for a long time, waiting for you to contact me." It took a long time for Yang Ze to break the silence in the air, "It should be a burden for you if I do this, right?" ”

Wan Qiu didn't quite understand why Yang Ze had such thoughts, and thought about it carefully.

It's a burden, do you feel like it's causing trouble?

Did Yang's behavior beside him make Wan Qiu feel that he was being troubled?

Wanqiu doesn't think so.

"I don't think so." Wan Qiu thought about it and said, "It's just that I came out early, so that the second brother won't wait long." ”

"That's the burden." Because he was thinking about him and couldn't play well, Yang Ze wouldn't tell Wanqiu.

Wan Qiu thought about it, but still shook his head: "It's not burdensome." ”

Yang looked ahead in silence and said, "This is a bad thing, I shouldn't do this." ”

Wan thought hard, and could only say: "I don't know, but if this is a bad thing, the second brother will correct it." ”

In Wan Qiu's eyes, his family is perfect.

Their family is rich, and it is said that smart people earn money more easily.

He thinks that Chu Yigui is very smart, so the parents who raised Chu Yigui must also be smart, so the eldest brother and the second brother should also be smart.

Wan Qiu's idea is simple and straightforward.

Yang drove very slowly, but also steadily.

But Yang parked the car on the side of the road and turned on the double flash.

"Second brother?" Wanqiu was puzzled.

Yang buried his head in the steering wheel, and the tall and muscular man looked a little lost.

"Is the second brother uncomfortable?" Wan Qiu patted Yang Ze's arm.

"No, don't worry." Yang just wanted to ease his mood.

While he was still worried about his own affairs, Wan Qiu had completely trusted him, who was still very immature.

Yang did not want to live up to this trust.

And this laissez-faire, Yang is ashamed of it.

"Wanqiu, if it's something you propose, I'll do it." Yang Ze straightened up again and turned his head to look at Wan Qiu, "Even if it's a trivial matter, I will do it." ”

Wan Qiu didn't understand.

But now Yang Ze made Wan Qiu think of what Chu Zhang asked him to do at the beginning.

On Chu Yigui's birthday, Chu Zhang, who was finally seen, pulled him and whispered.

Let him do anything he wants.

"Why?" Wan Qiu didn't understand.

Yang Ze's hand quietly tightened the steering wheel.

A cold and hard man is not good at expressing his emotions, and when he is nervous, his face is gloomy and serious, which makes the people around him feel pressure.

"That way, I'll know you need me a lot."

When he actually said this, Yang found that it was not so difficult to say.

The family that was once regarded as a marginal person was the time when Yang Ze was really suffocated.

lost Wan Qiu, and the time when his feelings for Wan Qiu were gradually distorted, also made him dependent on Wan Qiu.

I want to be needed.

I want to be relied on by Wanqiu.

Wan Qiu seemed to understand what Chu Zhang said at that time.

If this is what Yang wants him to do, he will do the same in the future.

Although Wan Qiu really couldn't think of anything he could do for Yang Ze.

"I'll try." Wan Qiu said.

Yang couldn't laugh or cry.

"This kind of thing doesn't require effort."

Although this approach is actually a kind of evasion and despicability, for Yang Ze, it is also facing himself to a certain extent.

It will be a lot easier.

Yang restarted the car, and the somewhat stiff atmosphere in the car seemed to be much lighter because of this.

Obviously, I can't give Wanqiu a very good suggestion every time, but I can find my own direction in the chat with Wanqiu.

Wanting to say something to ease the atmosphere, Yang occasionally slanted his eyes to look at Wanqiu.

Yang saw an unfamiliar hairpin pinned to Wan Qiu's head and asked, "Is it the hairpin that Zhou Peiyu gave you?" ”

Wan Qiu was stunned for a moment, reached out and touched it, and found that it was a hairpin that he forgot to take off.

Wan Qiu shook his head: "It was brought out by accident." ”

There is still a dance class tomorrow, and Wan Qiu will bring the hairpin back to Zhou Peiyu.

Wanqiu didn't have a bald head, and the current school does not have strict requirements for hairstyles.

And Yang Xiaoyu doesn't seem to like Wanqiu's hair that is too short all the time, and often gives Wanqiu some small hairpins.

"It's cute." Yang said.

"Zhou Peiyu has a lot of cute things." Wan Qiu said immediately.

"Had a lot of fun at a friend's house?" Yang asked.

Wan Qiu quickly responded: "Hmm." ”

"That's good." Yang breathed a sigh of relief.

In fact, most of the time, Wan Qiu didn't do anything, just listened to what Zhou Peiyu kept saying.

She will talk about school, Chu Zhang, and her parents.

Wan Qiu saw a brand-new mode of getting along with Zhou Peiyu and his parents.

Although there is a noisy dislike between each other, it is always an intimate tone.

It seems that even some disgusting words are intimate with sweet snacks.

In that atmosphere, Wanqiu seemed to become an audience, standing in front of the TV.

There are all kinds of creative advertisements on TV, there are news, there are TV dramas, there are things that Wanqiu can understand, and there are things that Wanqiu can't understand.

However, as long as you control the remote control and change the channel, you can watch a variety of TV programs.

What Zhou Peiyu's home shows to Wanqiu is like the colorful world shown in such a small box.

Wan Qiu felt that this should be colorful.

Wan Qiu will also think, is it that when he talks to his family, other people will also feel this way when they look at it?

Isn't it, also colorful?

After Yang took Wanqiu back home, Wanqiu still told his family about Zhou Peiyu's house.

This has almost become a habit that once Wanqiu goes out to do something, he will come back to report.

Chu Jianshu and Yang Xiaoyu also seemed to be very happy, and encouraged Wanqiu to go to friends' houses to play more often if they had the opportunity in the future, and they could also prepare gifts if needed.

Wanqiu himself went to a friend's house for the first time without any preparation, and the anxiety he had finally relaxed.

Before going to bed, Wan Qiu went to find Chu Yigui.

Wan Qiu said thank you to Chu Yigui very obediently in front of Chu Yigui.

Chu Yigui was surprised and asked, "Why did my brother say thank you to me?" ”

"Because you agreed to let me go to a friend's house, I had a great time." Wan Qiu said.

Chu Yigui tilted his head and said to Wan Qiu: "This is originally my brother's right, at this age, it is normal to go to a friend's house to play." ”

Wanqiu also knows.

When Wan Qiu hadn't returned to Chu's house yet, he knew that it was normal to go to a friend's house to play.

Occasionally, we would go to a friend's house together.

And Wanqiu also heard someone say that there is a curfew at home and you have to go home early, and you can't play for a long time.

But Chu Yigui also said that their home is not normal.

"That's why I dared to do this because of my brother's consent." Wan Qiu was very serious and said to Chu Yigui.

Chu Yigui's expression was a little subtle, and he finally sat down next to Wan Qiu.

"I just hope my brother can live a normal life." Chu Yigui said.

Because Wanqiu has never really lived a normal life, even if he returns here, he is always filled with abnormalities.

He hoped that Wan Qiu could do what he wanted to do, just like anyone else.

Wan Qiu blinked: "Is a normal life a happy life?" ”

Chu Yigui's eyes flickered slightly, and he said, "Everyone's definition of a happy life is different. ”

Wan Qiu blinked, his fingers playing with the fluff of the carpet boringly.

There used to be no carpet in Chu Yigui's room, but because Wanqiu always liked to sit on the ground, he specially added a carpet.

Wanqiu didn't know if the carpet was ordinary, but it was definitely happy.

Wan Qiu said slowly: "I am living a very happy life now. ”

Chu Yigui opened his mouth, but in the end, he just turned into a light smile: "I'm sorry brother, I thought too much." ”

Wan Qiu didn't seem to quite understand what he was thinking.

But Chu Yigui knew very well that although Wan Qiu had always listened to him, he would not be lost because of his request.