I'm a cannon fodder, but I'm actually a heartthrob

"Qiqi, can I ignore him?"

【Can. 】

With the words 0517, Rong Jin just pretended not to have seen the message sent by Chu Yunfeng.

Chu Shiyan rarely stayed here, so he bought some vegetables and other things last night, and there weren’t many left.

Rong Jin took the bus to a big supermarket to buy groceries and bought two pairs of socks.

"Qiqi, we forgot to take our socks with us when we left." As a result, Rong Jin went out without socks to wear.

0517: [Next time... um. ]

After buying everything, Rong Jin's money was reduced to 250 yuan. He poked the balance twice and said indignantly: "Qiqi, is this money mocking me?"

0517: [Let Chu Shiyan transfer one dollar to you, and I won’t mock you. ]

Rong Jin: "Then let it mock me."

Rong Jin felt that the way back was not too long, so he decided to walk back and take a walk.

But he overestimated his physical strength and was exhausted after walking for a while.

"Forget it, I'll just take the bus."

Rong Jin took a shortcut and had to walk through a small path to get to the bus stop. Rong Jin did not meet anyone along that path. The light around was very dim due to the tall buildings.

Rong Jin clenched his hands holding the bag and walked forward faster.

The person behind probably knew that Rong Jin had discovered him, so he stopped following secretly and instead strode in front of Rong Jin, blocking his way.

This is a middle-aged man, thin, pale, and looking at Rong Jin with somewhat distracted eyes.

"I finally caught you, you bastard. Give me some money!"

Rong Jin: "Qiqi, he is..."

[Yes, a father who loves gambling. ]

Rong Jin took a few steps back, and the man suddenly became emotional and said, "You bastard, do you want to run away? You must give me fifty today, no! Give me one million, and I will be your father!"

Rong Jin didn't have a good impression of this father, and he looked like he had mental problems. He stepped back calmly, ready to run away at any time.

His movements were so small that the man didn't notice, and continued, "I want money, lots and lots of money, you bastard, hurry up and give me the money, or else your father will have his fingers chopped off."

Cut off your fingers! Isn't this illegal?

Rong Jin immediately said: "Then call the police!"

The man yelled with his face flushed red, "You can't call the police! You can't call the police! You bastard, you just want to send your father to jail, you bastard, I shouldn't have picked you up back then, I should have let you starve to death in the trash can! Are you going to give me money or not? If not, I'm going to break your legs right now!"

As the man spoke, he rolled up his sleeves and clenched his fists, as if he was going to rush over and hit Rong Jin in the next second.

Rong Jin's palms were sweating and he suddenly saw the black spots on the man's arm.

No, it's not a black spot... it's a bit like...

Cheng Shu appeared behind the man and knocked him unconscious with a wooden stick before he could react.

"I've called the police, Rongrong, don't worry."

Only then did Rong Jin dare to walk over and stare at the man's arm carefully from a safe distance.

Cheng Shu glanced at the man and said, "He's taking drugs. There are needle marks on his arm."

It was the first time that Rong Jin saw a drug addict in person, and he took two steps back.

"Thank you, Dr. Cheng. It's all thanks to you."

Rong Jin looked at Cheng Shu with gratitude, and then said worriedly: "Doctor Cheng, I hope nothing will happen to him that will implicate you."

Cheng Shu raised his hand and touched his head and said, "No, Rongrong, don't worry. The blow just now only knocked him unconscious, and didn't hurt any vital parts."

Rong Jin heaved a sigh of relief when he heard that. "That's good, Doctor Cheng, should we wait here for the police to come?"

"Well, Rongrong and I will wait together."

Rong Jin only noticed the change in his address now, but he felt it was pretty good.

Rong Jin's smile became brighter: "Thank you, Doctor Cheng."

Cheng Shu smiled and said, "Rongrong, can you call me something else? I always feel like I haven't finished get off work when you call me Doctor Cheng."

Rong Jin: "Sure, what should I change it to?"

Cheng Shu thought for a moment and replied, "Why not call me Brother Cheng? I am definitely older than Rongrong."

"Okay, Brother Cheng."

When Cheng Shu heard the words "Brother Cheng", the smile in his eyes deepened.

When the police arrived, they took the man away. Cheng Shu and Rong Jin were also taken away to take statements.

Rong Jin is the man's son in name, but his household registration is not the same as the man's, and they have no blood relationship, so many issues do not involve Rong Jin.

"Qiqi, was this little cannon fodder picked up?"

[Well, you were picked up by the man’s mother, and she was the one who raised you, but the man’s mother knew what kind of person he was, so your household registration was never under the man’s name.]

Rong Jin understood a little.

Cheng Shu and Rong Jin went home together. When they arrived at the door, Rong Jin thanked him again: "Thank you, Brother Cheng."

It’s a pity that he has no money, otherwise he would definitely treat Cheng Shu to a meal.

Cheng Shu said, "You're welcome. Rongrong, go to bed early and have a good rest."

"Yeah, Brother Cheng is the same."

-

Chu Shiyan was very busy and didn't have time to look for Rong Jin until the fourth day.

He was wrapped tightly all over, and Rong Jin thought he was a bad guy at first glance.

"Ayan, what are you doing?" Are you imitating him to play the role of a thief?

Chu Shiyan took off his mask and hat and said, "It's okay, I'm used to wrapping myself up tightly when I go out."

The real reason was that Chu Yunfeng had found out about him recently and arranged for people to investigate his whereabouts. Chu Shiyan didn't want to expose Rong Jin's location, so he only dared to come here quietly now.

"Brother, what do you want to eat tonight? I'll cook."

Chu Shiyan said as he tied an apron around himself.

"It's all right." Rong Jin went to the kitchen to help Chu Shiyan wash the vegetables.

Chu Shiyan prepared three dishes and a soup, which tasted really good, and Rong Jin ate a big bowl of it.

There was still some food left, Rong Jin said, "Ayan, don't pour it out, save it and heat it up for tomorrow!"

Chu Shiyan put down the plate and found something to cover it: "If it's bad, don't eat it. It's easy to get a stomachache."

"Know it."

Rong Jin sat on the sofa and asked Chu Shiyan: "Ayan, are you busy with work recently?"

Chu Shiyan: "It's OK, brother, how about you living here? If you can't adapt, I'll move you to another place."

Rong Jin waved his hand and said, "No, no, I think it's good to live here."

Chu Shiyan said, "Hmm," and said, "Brother, just stay here. Be careful when you go out, remember to wear a mask, and ignore strangers."

"Okay, thank you Ayan."

Chu Shiyan turned over and hugged Rong Jin and said, "Brother, can you let me hug you for a while? I really like hugging others, but no one has hugged me before."

Hugging is just a small thing. Rong Jin looked at him and said, "Sure, hug me. Hug me as long as you want."

Chu Shiyan's lips accidentally brushed against Rong Jin's fair neck, and he couldn't help but want to touch that white and tender place.

Chu Shiyan suppressed the strange impulse, closed his eyes and smelled the scent on Rong Jin's body.

Rongrong smells so good, so good that he almost fainted from the smell.

He would go and see what brand of shower gel Rongrong used and buy a bottle of the same.

In this way, he can smell Rongrong's fragrance every day.