Sick Jiao Ye Huo has the ability to read minds

Because of a head injury, Yu Ruanruan asked for leave that day to go home to recuperate.

This time, I fell asleep until it was dark.

When he woke up, it was already dark, and he got out of bed with his aching forehead, Yu Ruanruan reached out to touch the water glass, and just took a sip.

"Bang-"

There was a loud bang from the window.

A ball of paper hit the glass.

"So soft!"

Someone downstairs was calling her in a low voice.

Yu Ruanruan opened the curtains, looked out, and saw a familiar figure standing tall and tall downstairs at a glance.

The hem of the boy's school uniform was old and white from washing, and he was thin and straight like a pine tree. The night wind brushed his forehead, hair and face, and he didn't know how long he had been standing there.

"Fu Chuan?"

Fu Chuan is Yu Ruanruan's neighbor in the slums. When he was young, he was often beaten by his adoptive father, an alcoholic gambler. Yu Ruanruan helped him out of trouble more than once, and gradually became friends.

But later, when she was found by the Yu family, Fu Chuan began to alienate her.

Although he was admitted to Dihua Noble High School for free by virtue of his excellent grades and became an alumnus of Yu Ruanruan, neither of them said a word in the whole high school.

Therefore, when Fu Chuan appeared downstairs, Yu Ruanruan was obviously taken aback.

Five minutes later, she hurriedly put on a pajamas and came downstairs, "Fu Chuan, why are you here?"

It was only after a close look that the boy was a bit embarrassed, his blue and white school uniform was covered with moss, and there were two mud marks on his knees.

It should have fallen when he came in over the wall just now.

A trace of unnaturalness crossed Fu Chuan's cold face, he clutched the backpack on his shoulder, suddenly unzipped the zipper, took out a plastic bag from it, and stuffed it into Yu Ruanruan's arms.

The bag was heavy and still hot.

When I opened it, there were more than 20 hard-boiled eggs inside.

Yu Ruanruan was taken aback, and raised her eyes to look at the boy.

In the night, the boy's handsome face turned red, and his voice was a little hoarse, "I just boiled fresh eggs, finish them early, don't spoil them."

After leaving this sentence, he quickly turned around, jumped onto the fence, and disappeared.

The night wind was slightly hot, and Yu Ruanruan's heart was as hot as an egg in his arms.

It turned out that Fu Chuan hadn't forgotten her. He still remembered that when she was the poorest when she was 10 years old, she was a child laborer, and after being beaten on the head by the owner of the hair salon, what she wanted most was eggs.

It feels good to have someone care.

Yu Ruanruan hugged the egg, turned around happily and went back to the house, thinking about what to prepare in return.

The temperature seemed to drop suddenly, and the illusion of a cold snap made her shiver suddenly.

"despair--"

In the dark, the sound of the lighter was particularly crisp.

On the Chinese-style rattan chair in the small courtyard, a cold and powerful black figure sat there for an unknown amount of time.

The man lit the cigar in his hand, and the cigarette butt flickered in the night.

It's just a dark magnetic field emanating from his body, just like Satan.

Yu Ruanruan was in a mess in the wind.

[Fuck!How could this plague god appear here? 】

Plague God Huo Xu: "..."

The man's phoenix eyes darkened, and the red tear mole at the end of his eye became more and more enchanting.

He snuffed out the cigarette butt in his hand with his fingertips, got up and walked towards Yu Ruanruan step by step, "What? Are you unhappy to see me?"

"No... no!"

Yu Ruanyuan blinked, "I'm just curious, why are you at my house?"

[No wonder there is no one at home. Could it be that this guy sent everyone away and made a special trip to Dark Shark her? 】

Listening to the girl's inner drama, Huo Xu's face became darker.

Aunt Cheng's concert tour ended, and she received banquets from many big names in the music industry as soon as she returned to China.

At this time, the Yu family should exchange cups at the charity party held by the Shen family.

Huo Xu's face darkened when he thought that Aunt Cheng would give him the key to Yu's house in the afternoon and ask him to pick up Ruan Ruan after get off work.

He didn't want to pay attention at first.

But by a strange coincidence, it still came.

In the quiet night, under the street lamp, Yu Ruanruan was wearing a pink home nightgown, her hair was softly draped over her shoulders, like a flower bud blooming in the wind, delicate and fragile.

At this moment, she was like a frightened bird, staring at herself with guarded eyes.

"Gulu... Lulu..."

A loud belly cry broke the silence of the courtyard, it was long and melodious, like singing an opera.