How the protagonist was marked by the poor

Mu Yao knocked on the door.

Wen Yuan was still a little dazed in his sleep, he rubbed his eyes and got up, and opened the door: "What's wrong? "

"Xiao Yuan," Mu Yao stood at the door, looking anxious, "Did you see the hour in the morning? I knocked on the door just now, but no one answered, so I went in. No one was there."

"Tell me, will you get used to it when you were young and sneak away in the middle of the night?" Ms. Muyao was very worried about this, "Where can a child go in the middle of the night?"

Hour?

Who?

Wen Yuan couldn't turn his head around, and it took him a while to realize.

Oh, Shi Yao.

He looked towards the bed, saw that the person was still asleep, and was just about to walk over to wake him up, when he suddenly realized that something was wrong.

What is Mu Yao here for?Looking for Shi Yao.

Where is Shi Yao?his room.

Wen Yuan's face was paralyzed for a moment.

He turned his head to look at Mu Yao, who had already seen the person on the bed.

Shi Yao was lying halfway on the bed at this time, his hair was slightly messed up, and a corner of the jacket around his waist was half lifted, piled up on his waist, revealing a small piece of cold white skin.

Mu Yao didn't know what it was associated with, and his expression was a bit indescribable.

Wen Yuan continued to say with a slumped face, "It's not what you think."

"I know, the relationship between the two of you at the same table is quite good." Mu Yao laughed dryly, and asked in his soul, "Is it because you are used to sleeping together, can't you sleep without being together?"

You see, what a caring mother, in order to prevent embarrassment, the steps are paved.

Wen Yuan: "..."

"No," he turned his head, pointed to Shi Yao on the bed, and said indifferently, "It was he who was afraid last night."

Obviously, this sentence is not very convincing, Mu Yao echoed perfunctorily: "Yes, I am afraid, mother knows, it is normal for a young man to be afraid of sleeping alone."

The more Wen Yuan heard it, the more something was wrong.

The voices of the two people finally woke up Shi Yao. He sat up without opening his eyes for a few seconds, "At the same table, why are you up? It's only what time. Come here and sleep for a while."

Mu Yao hurriedly said: "Then you two can sleep for a while, I'll call you later." After finishing speaking, he closed the door and backed out.

Wen Yuan looked at Shi Yao, and now he really wanted to throw him out.

Last night, he shouldn't have softened his heart.

When Shi Yao heard the voice, he opened his eyes suddenly, touched his nose in embarrassment, "Well, auntie came to see me, what's the matter?"

"Well," Wen Yuan stood at the door with a blank expression, his dark gray pajamas were a little colder, making him feel more lazy than usual.

He squinted and said half mockingly, "See if you're still alive? Why didn't you get scared to death?"

"It's okay," Shi Yao got up on the bed, "Isn't my classmate Wen Yuan still with me?" He straightened the folds of his clothes, and when he raised his head, he had already bent his eyes: "At the same table, look what we wear Does it look like a couple outfit?"

His original intention was to tease Wen Yuan, but Wen Yuan took a serious look at the clothes on his body, and said coldly: "When I bought it, I chose parent-child clothes."

Shi Yao twitched his brows, and said kindly: "Then shall I call you Dad?"

Wen Yuan looked at him: "If you want to call, you can call now."

After breakfast, Mu Yao took people back to school.

Wen Yuan's deeds have already spread in the school. As soon as he entered the school, he found that the people around him looked at him strangely.

Contempt tinged with fear.

Wen Yuan didn't care about this kind of gaze, after all, it was not uncommon in the previous school.Shi Yao followed up, just blocking the eyes of those people.

Shi Yao said, "Let's go, go back to class and put down your schoolbag first, and go to the principal's office after class."

"Yeah." Wen Yuan glanced at his clothes.He went to the hospital for two days, and Shi Yao stayed with him in the hospital for two days. He washed his clothes yesterday, although they were dry, they were still a little damp, so Shi Yao put them on again.

"Why don't you wear mine?" Wen Yuan frowned and asked, "The few of mine are all new and haven't been worn yet."

Shi Yao smiled, pointed at his clothes and said, "I'm afraid it would be a loss if it was a father-son outfit again."

Wen Yuan looked at him without saying a word, this man seemed to like to laugh.Smile when you're in a good mood or in a bad mood, even when you lose your temper.

"The clothes are already dry," Shi Yao noticed Wen Yuan's eyes, "I used to wear clothes when they were wet, but I got used to it later."

Wen Yuan suddenly didn't know what to say.

He really wants to ask your parents, why no one cares about you.But he was afraid of stirring up people's sadness, so he could only pat Shi Yao dryly on the shoulder.

He can't comfort people, he can only use this clumsy way.

Shi Yao was inexplicably photographed, and just about to say something, a cold snort came from behind him.

He turned his head, and Jiang Cen was walking behind with his textbook, surrounded by three or four boys.

"Brother Jiang, isn't that the Omega chasing you?" The boy who was skinny like a monkey said meanly, "Why are you with another boy? I heard that he beat up an alpha who was a gangster last week. I heard that They all went to the hospital. This guy is getting better and better."

Jiang Cen glared at him: "How does he have anything to do with me?"

"No, no," said the thin monkey, "I just saw that he couldn't catch up to a top-quality alpha like Brother Jiang, and turned his head to attack a beta, tsk tsk tsk, really..."

Looking at the people walking together in front of him, Jiang Cen suddenly felt that it was an eyesore. Now that someone mentions it, he interrupted Shouhou angrily: "Have you said enough?"

Seeing that the wind direction was wrong, the thin monkey quickly shut up a little cowardly: "Enough talking."

Jiang Cen said, "If you've said enough, get out."

Wen Yuan also paid attention to the movement behind him, and didn't even bother to turn his head.Jiang Cen's face darkened even more when he saw people being so indifferent.

"At the same table," Shi Yao suddenly put his arm on Wen Yuan's shoulder, his voice was a little weak.

Wen Yuan turned his head: "What's wrong?"

Shi Yao touched his temple with his fingers, and said, "It seems that hypoglycemia has occurred again, and I feel dizzy. Can you support me?"

Wen Yuan frowned and glanced at him.The biscuits and chocolates that Zhao Tingyan bought before are all in the classroom.

He put his hand on his shoulder and asked, "Can it work?"

The corner of Shi Yao's mouth curved slightly, and he lowered his head and said, "Okay."

With a dark face, Jiang Cen quickly passed the two of them.

The thin monkey behind him said loudly: "Brother Jiang, you dropped your math homework." He lowered his head and picked it up, "Hey, why is it wrinkled and broken? It looks like it was pinched."

Jiang Cen's voice seemed to contain icicles: "Throw it away."

The thin monkey said: "The math teacher said to put it away before the first class, what did you throw away?"

"Throw it away," Jiang Cen clenched his fingers. If it wasn't for the crowd, he would have punched the thin monkey in the face. "Don't make me say it a second time."

The thin monkey finally sensed the anger in his tone, threw the paper in his hand like a hot potato, and chased after him.

"Brother Jiang, wait for me. I'll throw the homework for you."

The arc of Shi Yao's mouth is getting bigger and bigger.

"Stop pretending?" The two turned around the stairs, Wen Yuan let go of his hand and asked expressionlessly.

Shi Yao stood up straight and smiled: "Student Wen Yuan is so smart, how do you know I'm faking it?"

Wen Yuan said: "You have written three words on your body from beginning to end."

"I pretended."

Shi Yao laughed a few times, and said, "I'm not happy to see that Jiang Cen."

Wen Yuan glanced at him inexplicably, not understanding why Jiang Cen wanted to pretend to be sick to torture him because he was unhappy.

Probably a disease in the brain.

Thinking of this, he patted Shi Yao sympathetically, raised his chin slightly and said, "Go in."

Shi Yao: "..."

What's with that pitiful and mentally retarded eyes!

"Brother Yuan, you're back." Zhao Tingyan saw the person coming in, dropped the scum in his hand to the ground, and rushed towards him, "If you don't come, I will lose weight day by day."

Wen Yuan was caught off guard, looked at Zhao Tingyan's oily hands, and said with disgust, "Can you wash your hands first?"

Zhao Tingyan wiped his eyes a few times, and said, "I'm exhausted for you, and now you despise me, let's break up."

Wen Yuan was used to Zhao Tingyan's shocking words, and was completely unmoved.

Shi Yao came out from behind Wen Yuan, accidentally bumped into Zhao Tingyan, and then quickly said: "Ah, I'm sorry brother, my legs are a little weak due to hypoglycemia."

Zhao Tingyan was forced to the side. Although he was very upset, he only dared to chop his feet secretly, but he said with a smile: "It's okay, I'm fine, hypoglycemia, please sit down."

Wen Yuan also returned to his seat. He took out a piece of chocolate from the hole and put it on Shi Yao's table.

Although it was installed just now, it is better to make up in advance.

Shi Yao took off his coat and stuffed it into the hole, looked up and saw the chocolate on the table, and asked in a daze, "For me?"

"No," Wen Yuan said indifferently, "I want you to take it and throw it away."

Shi Yao smiled, peeled off the icing and stuffed it into his mouth.

Very sweet.

Unlike the sweetness of sugar molecules, it is the sweetness of a dopamine hormone.

Zhao Tingyan smelled the aroma of chocolate, turned around and said, "Brother Yuan, I will eat it too."

"No more," Wen Yuan said.

Zhao Tingyan didn't believe it: "Impossible, let me see the hole in your table."

Back then, I helped Wen Yuan carry a lot, so it's impossible not to be so fast.

Wen Yuan folded his arms, as if flipping casually.

"Brother Yuan, can you just give me a piece?" Zhao Tingyan didn't dare to turn the pages, so he could only beg, "Well, give me a piece of chocolate, and I'll tell you a secret."

Wen Yuan was a little interested: "Let's listen."

Zhao Tingyan lowered his head, approached the person and whispered, "Zhu Xiaowen, that boy you helped was beaten up the day before yesterday."

Wen Yuan raised his head: "Huh?"

"No serious injury," Zhao Tingyan said mysteriously, "but it is said that it looks quite miserable, with blue and purple around the eyes, just like a giant panda."

After he finished speaking, he said, "You shouldn't have cared about this kind of person at the time, he deserved to be beaten to death."

Wen Yuan's eyes flickered, and he turned to look at Shi Yao.For some reason, he felt it was Shi Yao at first.

Zhao Tingyan finished scolding people, and began to claim credit again: "At this time, only a few people know, Brother Yuan, chocolate! Chocolate!"

Wen Yuan touched a piece of chocolate and threw it to him. He planned to give it to him, but just teased the stick.

Perhaps it was because of this feeling of being trusted that he was no longer alienated from before.

Zhao Tingyan was the first person besides Mu Yao who didn't know the truth but still believed in him.

Zhao Tingyan caught the chocolate, stuffed it into his mouth, and said vaguely, "Thank you, Brother Yuan."

Wen Yuan watched him stare blankly for a while, and just turned his eyes away, suddenly there was a thousand paper cranes in front of him.

It was folded with the sugar paper just now.

Shi Yao pinched the paper crane's wings, his black eyes glowed with the faint morning light when the first sun rose.He said, "Thank you bro."

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