Bai Yueguang came back with the system

Yu Yanchu and Ning Zhuoyi, who had a bruised nose and swollen face, sat on the rooftop garden.

Yu Yanchu sighed, "Just ignore them."

Seeing Ning Zhuoyi stubbornly holding his head up and not speaking, Yu Yanchu couldn't help but speak sincerely.

"They are like NPCs in this world. They never think. They only follow the set procedures and follow what others say."

"Then am I an NPC in your world?"

Ning Zhuoyi changed the topic elsewhere. Ji Heng was right. What qualifications did he have to protect Yu Yanchu?

Thinking of this, Ning Zhuo's eyes turned red, as if tears were about to fall in the next second.

Yu Yanchu looked at the young man in front of her who was fighting for her, and was almost scalded by the hot emotion in his eyes.

Ning Zhuoyi used to be as bright and cheerful as a tall poplar tree, but now he is crying because of his unrequited desire for a girl.

With Yu Yanchu's silence, Ning Zhuo Yixin became even more panicked.

He opened his eyes wide, not letting himself shed useless tears, while frantically looking for steps for Yu Yanchu.

"I just asked casually, ha, don't take it seriously——"

Before he finished speaking, his eyes widened and he was stunned.

Yu Yanchu leaned closer.

He looked at Yu Yanchu's face so close to him——

Her long eyelashes lowly covered her beautiful eyes, and a slight blush appeared on her porcelain face.

Being so close, he could see the mole under Yu Yanchu's right eye.

Then Yu Yanchu turned his face and gently kissed the red mark at the corner of Ning Zhuo's eye.

Ning Zhuo suddenly became as stiff as a piece of wood.

"Let's go,"

Yu Yanchu stood up and said to Ning Zhuoyi.

"what?"

"Go to the school hospital to treat your wound."

"Oh."

Ning Zhuoyi felt light and airy, as if he had secretly hidden a cute little rabbit during class, beating thumpingly on his chest.

He was nervous and afraid of being discovered by others and taking away his little rabbit, but he couldn't help but want to lower his head and kiss it, and wanted to show off to others.

He is not stupid, he knows that Xiaochu has become different from when they first met - lazy and coquettish, smart and arrogant.

But Xiaochu was the one who made his heart beat.

Ning Zhuoyi likes Yu Yanchu, not only for her smile, but also for her complex and deep soul.

Of course, Xiaochu always treats him differently.

Whether Qin Hang bullied her before or now, Xiaochu's first choice is Ning Zhuoyi.

【Ding--】

[Ning Zhuoyi’s favorability +1, current favorability is 4/5. 】

The two of them were running in both directions. Ning Zhuo looked at Yu Yanchu who was walking in front with satisfaction, smiling at the scar on the corner of his mouth.

【Ding--】

[Ning Zhuoyi’s favorability +1, current favorability is 5/5. 】

[Ning Zhuoyi’s favorability is 5/5, the guide has been completed, and the reward of 10 small sand coins has been received.]

[Small sand dollar ≥ 10, the shopping mall opening requirements have been met, and the shopping mall has been opened]

Yu Chu didn't expect that with just a gentle kiss, Ning Zhuo immediately disarmed and threw his gun.

She looked at Ning Zhuoyi, who was catching up with a twisted smile.

Maybe this is the feeling of youth, indomitable but fickle in passion.

-

When the doorbell rang, Yu Yanchu was lying on the massage chair and browsing the system mall with great interest.

There are various types of products, and finally one product called Nao Qingqing caught my attention.

Product: Brain Clear

Quality: Medium

Function: Break all auras and make the brain clearer.

Isn't this the best weapon against the halo of brain damage in novels? Yu Yanchu immediately redeemed it.

I found a small bottle of crystal clear perfume. I sprayed it and found no smell, so I threw it in the drawer.

She walked slowly to the door and looked at the boy on the monitor screen in bewilderment - his face was scarred and he was handsome and gloomy.

What is Ji Heng looking for?

Is it revenge for being beaten by Dun Ning Zhuoyi at noon?

The system is still explaining the product attributes in its mind: [Host, the smell of this perfume is the smell of your pheromones. 】

Yu Yanchu opened the door.

Ji Heng stood at the door and hesitated for a moment, then realized that it was inappropriate for him to come to a girl who lived alone at night, but he was so eager to know the woman's identity that he couldn't wait any longer.

Yesterday, he followed them to the supermarket.

Ji Heng pursed his lips and felt a sour heat rush into his eyes.

He saw the woman touching Yu Yanchu's head tenderly, like a mother and daughter.

Then he followed them back to the apartment and stood downstairs for two hours before the woman left.

Ji Heng sat on the sofa. He would never admit his mistake. After his mother passed away, he only left a photo.

He treasured that photo like a treasure. Whenever he was beaten by his father, he would take out the photo and touch it over and over again.

When he grew up, the photo had become hairy due to long-term friction. After taking it away from the plastic, Ji Heng placed it deep in the drawer.

But what's going on now? Did mother die and come back to life? Or is she a sister from her mother's side?

Ji Heng had too many questions in his mind, but he didn't know where to start.

"Aunt Yang is from Shui City. She opened a flower shop in front of her apartment. It is said that she wanted to see her son who is studying in Yulin."

Yu Yanchu said slowly. She looked at the young man in front of her whose facial features were somewhat similar to Mrs. Yang's, and suddenly understood something.

Ji Heng's always gloomy eyes turned red instantly, but he didn't say a word. After thanking Yu Yanchu, he was about to leave.

Yu Yanchu suddenly stopped him.

"Do you smell anything?"

Ji Heng was stunned for a moment before he realized what he was doing. He sniffed——

Yu Yanchu looked at his back as he left in a hurry, feeling puzzled.

Are her pheromones so spicy? Ji Heng's ears turned red.

-

Ji Heng stood downstairs in a residential area near Yulin. He did not treat his wounds, and no one treated his wounds.

He waited for a long time, from day to night, and refused the enthusiastic help of several old men and women walking in the neighborhood.

Ji Heng has never seen his mother since he can remember. He only remembers those clean and warm hands, and the warm embrace with the fragrance of flowers.

He just wanted to ask Yu Yanchu about that woman at noon today, but he didn't expect it to turn out like this.

He let the thoughts in his mind wander.

The sound of high heels "tacking" woke him up, and he looked at the corridor entrance expectantly and nervously.

Until he sat at his mother's house, Ji Heng couldn't believe that he actually had a mother.

At this time, his mother was rummaging through the cabinets to find a medicine kit for herself.

He was eating the hot Yangchun noodles made by his mother, and the heat rushed to his eyes, and big tears fell on the noodles.

He held the bowl in panic. This was the most delicious noodle he had ever eaten.

Ji Heng sat on the sofa cautiously, and Mrs. Yang was treating his wounds.

Warm, floral, mother's breath hit him.

"Does it hurt?"

Mrs. Yang's eyes were slightly red and she asked softly.

Ji Heng couldn't stop smiling.

"It doesn't hurt. Can I call...your mother?"

Mrs. Yang's tears fell all of a sudden and she hugged Ji Heng's thin body.

"Silly boy, of course."

Ji Heng was lying on the sofa, his head resting on Mrs. Yang's legs. The gentle Mrs. Yang was helping Ji Heng pick out his ears.

"A Heng, were you bullied at school?"

Ji Heng snorted arrogantly and said with a smile, "No one dares to bully me."

Mrs. Yang couldn't help but smile after hearing her son's proud tone.

"Yes, you were a little bully when you were little! Even ten servants can't control you. Feeding you is even harder than reaching heaven."

Mrs. Yang thought of something interesting and narrowed her eyes with a smile.

Ji Heng actually wanted to ask why his mother left and why his father told him that his mother was dead.

But he didn't dare to ask, for fear of ruining this hard-won warm scene.

He followed Mrs. Yang's words and said, "Really? Was I so domineering when I was a child?"

Mrs. Yang patted his shoulder and motioned for him to sit down.

Ji Heng sat up reluctantly. Mrs. Yang took out a photo album from the bedroom, sat next to Ji Heng and told him page by page.

"This is when you were born, like a little monkey."

"This is when you were one year old..."

……

Ji Heng looked at his mother who was talking to him softly under the light and felt like he was dreaming.

He was suddenly attracted by a photo——

In the photo, a little boy with a smelly face is feeding a little girl.

"That's it, Ah Heng. When you were at home, your mother had to chase after you to feed you, but when you arrived at the kindergarten, you followed the little girl from the Yu family all day long, climbing on a pole to feed others. I remember you even secretly took away your mother's diamond necklace. , gave it to someone, and asked your Aunt Nian Nian to send it back overnight."

Ji Heng listened with interest, "What happened next?"

Mrs. Yang gently tapped Ji Heng's nose.

"Later, my mother gave the necklace to your Aunt Niannian as your betrothal gift. Seeing that you and Yanchu have grown up so much, your Aunt Niannian should be happy."

Ji Heng was a little confused, "Yanchu? Aunt Niannian?"

Mrs. Yang realized that she had lost her temper and refused to answer no matter how Ji Heng asked.

Ji Heng could only ask in another way, "Did I know Yu Yanchu when I was a child?"

Mrs. Yang was also very surprised when she heard this.

"Has your engagement with the Yu family been cancelled?"

"Didn't I marry Yu Qingzhizhi?"

"Who is Yu Qing?"