After I traveled through the book, I gained a humanoid pendant

"Brother Meng."

Ni Yangzhou swallowed his saliva and thought, I just took a nap, why did the plot develop in a gay direction again?

Before Ni Yangzhou could refuse, Meng Ting continued, “It’s not safe here.

That person might come back, and it’s too late to change the lock now, so why not go to my house first.”

Meng Ting put down his pen, "Or do you want to find a hotel to stay in?"

Ni Yangzhou thought about it and wanted to say that there was still time to change the locks, but when he looked at the boy's face, he didn't say it for some reason.

Finally he decided to stay in a hotel, not because he didn't want to have a relationship with the protagonist, but because being too close would be dangerous.

The emotional line is always much more dangerous than the plot line. Based on Ni Yangzhou's previous experience in reading novels, the protagonist's favorability should be raised but not too high, otherwise it is easy to lose everything.

Ni Yangzhou opened his mouth to refuse.

Meng Ting seemed to understand what he meant and continued:

"Can you promise that he won't follow you to the hotel?"

Ni Yangzhou's heart sank.

Although the purpose of the man in black was not clear, the other party was clearly aware of his movements.

When you go out to buy something or have breakfast at home, the other party can take advantage of the opportunity to sneak in.

If you stay in a hotel and something unexpected happens, your safety cannot be guaranteed.

The village where Meng Ting lives is open on all sides. To the east and south are sparsely forested forests, to the west are fields planted with crops, and to the north is a road leading to the school and the county town.

There are few migrant workers in the village, so if there is a stranger coming and going, everyone will pay some attention.

Ni Yangzhou thought about the unknown information about Meng Ting and his suddenly warm attitude, and was finally persuaded.

"Okay, then..."

Another ring rang. Ni Yangzhou looked at the phone beside the bed. There was still a line of unfamiliar phone numbers on it, with no notes.

Meng Ting took the initiative to avoid suspicion, "I'll go out and get you a glass of water."

Every time I answer the phone, I don’t know whether I should be surprised or shocked.

Ni Yangzhou pressed the answer button but still said nothing.

Who would have thought that it was also quiet over there, without any sound.

Oh, yes, there is the sound of shallow breathing.

"Hello?" Ni Yangzhou spoke first.

"Yangzhou?" The person on the other side came up and started calling his nickname. It was the voice of a middle-aged man.

"Is it really you? Yangzhou!" The voice on the other end was a little excited, "It's me, it's Dad! Dad finally found you!"

Ni Yangzhou frowned and began to deal with this trouble.

Recalling what the original owner's mother had said on the phone, Ni Yangzhou lowered his voice and deliberately did not speak in a respectful tone.

"How do you know my phone number?"

The middle-aged man on the other end really didn’t question the tone. Instead, he seemed to be used to it. He said excitedly and flatteringly, “Dad and you are connected in heart. I wanted to find you, and I found you!”

Ni Yangzhou didn't expect the other party to answer like this, and immediately felt a little speechless.

Guess asked, "Did someone see me? In school uniform, and went to school to ask?"

The person on the other end said embarrassedly, "Yes, yes, how did you guess it? Haha, you must have inherited my intelligence..."

Ni Yangzhou was disgusted by the man's greasy voice, but he still endured it and continued to ask questions.

"Why are you calling me?"

The middle-aged man stopped talking to himself, and his tone became a little nervous. "Why can't I call you? You are my son, why can't I call you?

Did that bitch say that? She stopped you from looking for me, didn’t she? I knew this bitch had no good intentions. She was cheating on me, making me a cuckold, and making me a cuckold for a thousand years. She thought I didn’t know. Fuck…”

Ni Yangzhou didn't want to listen to the man's insulting words. He thought to himself how come this couple had such similarities that he would get angry at the slightest provocation.

Ni Yangzhou didn't have the patience to deal with this father, and said directly, "If you say that again, I'll hang up."

The man stopped talking immediately.

"Yangzhou, come and have dinner with dad tonight. Dad hasn't seen you in a long time. We should have a good time together. You have time, right?"

Ni Yangzhou looked at the silent living room outside the door and still felt that clues about the people around the original owner were more important, so he was not in a hurry to gain the male protagonist's favorability.

Perhaps because I took too long to think about it, the person on the other end of the phone said another sentence.

"Don't tell Dad that you don't have time.

I saw the light was on in your room."

As soon as Ni Yangzhou heard this, goose bumps appeared all over his body. The meaning of the words was like a slug crawling silently on the surface of his skin, and the sticky feeling was lingering.

Ni Yangzhou tiptoed to the bedside and looked out. There was a skinny middle-aged man downstairs in a suit, waving at him. When he saw the figure in the window, the man grinned.

He looks 50% similar to Ni Yangzhou, especially his white teeth, which are neat and beautiful. He should be the original owner's biological father.

Ni Yangzhou held back his discomfort and replied to the phone, "Okay, I'll go. Wait for me a moment."

After saying that, he hung up the phone.

The man downstairs waited quietly, his head looking towards the window.

Ni Yangzhou changed into casual clothes and walked out of the bedroom.

"Teacher Xiao Meng, I have to have dinner with my family today."

Meng Ting was counting the remaining pills to take. Hearing this, he raised his head and asked, "Do you want to come to my house tonight?"

Ni Yangzhou hesitated for a moment and replied, "Go, I'll go after I finish eating, you wait for me at home."

After hearing this, the boy stopped talking, packed up his books and things neatly, and rinsed the cup that Ni Yangzhou used to drink water.

Ni Yangzhou took out a handful of money from the bedroom and gave it to Meng Ting in the living room as tuition. Meng Ting didn't count it, put it in his pocket, and went downstairs with Ni Yangzhou.

When he got downstairs, the autumn wind blew and Ni Yangzhou became much more sober. The middle-aged man under the tree came up to him in a few steps and opened his arms to hug him. Ni Yangzhou frowned and put his arm around Meng Ting's shoulder, interrupting the original owner's father's "affectionate spell".

"This is my classmate." Ni Yangzhou introduced.

Meng Ting was hugged obediently, and greeted him: "Hello uncle, I am Meng Ting, Yangzhou's deskmate."

"Hey, hey, good, my son's deskmate is so handsome, haha!"

Son, let's go, Xiao Meng, right? Let's eat together?"

Ni Yangzhou was not used to being called "son" by strangers. Besides, to him, the middle-aged man in front of him was just a stranger. If they played the role of father and son in front of their classmates, the chances of being exposed would be too high.

The man probably felt that he and his son hadn't seen each other for a long time, and perhaps bringing a friend who he played with well could ease the atmosphere at the dinner table, so he tried his best to persuade:

"Come on, your father and I have prepared some good wine, let's drink together!"

Ni Yangzhou thought to himself that he was crazy. Who would take his son, who is in the second year of high school, out drinking? It's only Friday tomorrow and he still has to go to school. Besides, he was at home after five o'clock and not in school. It was obviously abnormal, but his father didn't ask a single question.

Meng Ting saw Ni Yangzhou's dissatisfaction and took over the conversation, "We can't drink, we have early classes tomorrow.

I have something going on at home, so I won’t go.”

After that, he got out from under Ni Yangzhou's arm, nodded to the middle-aged man, and said to Ni Yangzhou who was frowning, "Come earlier in the evening."

Ni Yangzhou nodded in agreement, and Meng Ting went home first.

The middle-aged man asked, "What are you doing tonight? Why don't you sleep with dad today?"

Ni Yangzhou refused, "Give me extra lessons, we agreed to give it today."

The man smiled, and when he smiled he looked like Ni Yangzhou, with a row of neat teeth.

In terms of body shape, Ni Yangzhou is a whole size bigger than him, and also stronger and healthier.

"My son is promising and loves to study."

For some reason, men always give Ni Yangzhou a sense of disharmony.

"Your father bought you some gifts!" The man led him outside. There was a car parked at the gate of the community. It was neither new nor old. When the trunk was opened, it was full of sneakers, clothes, a new mobile phone that had not been unpacked, and several stacks of new books.

"Is my son happy?" The man rubbed his hands and waited for Ni Yangzhou's answer.

Ni Yangzhou looked at the expensive gift, then looked at his "father" who was dressed a little stiffly, and said calmly, "How did you have the money to buy these for me?"

The man's smiling face suddenly changed, his eyebrows stood up, blood rushed to his head, his cheeks flushed, his lips trembled and he actually cursed:

"You little bastard, you look down on your father, don't you? If you run away with that bitch again, she won't take you with her. You are trash, a little bitch born by a bitch. How dare you look down on me? I should have shot you into the wall back then..."

As he spoke, he waved his arms around like a demonic monkey toy that had a switch suddenly flipped on.

Ni Yangzhou couldn't help but roll his eyes, and he had a better understanding of the original owner's father's character. Before the man went further crazy, Ni Yangzhou simply ignored the hand of the man opposite who stretched out to stop him, walked past the man and walked into the alley next to the community.

The alley was long and had many forks, so it was impossible to drive in. The man wanted to give chase, and even held a book in his hand to try to catch the "unfilial son" he mentioned. He chased him for a few steps but failed to catch up. He was also worried that someone might steal things from the trunk of the car while he was driving, so he lost sight of Ni Yangzhou not long after he ran away.

Ni Yangzhou walked in the alleys with many forks, feeling depressed. What kind of family situation did the original owner have? His parents were like firecrackers. If they disagreed, they would either curse or fight. No wonder the original owner's combat power was so high. It was purely because of anger.

Any normal person would get sick from being angry.

The evening breeze was blowing, and Ni Yangzhou kept walking forward with his head covered. He couldn't get rid of the depression in his heart. He passed by a home-style restaurant and was attracted by the delicious smell of the food. Then he realized that he hadn't eaten for almost a day.

The small restaurant was very clean. There was a disposable chopstick holder on the warm yellow tablecloth, and a small bow was attached to the self-service chili bottle on each table.

"Student, what would you like to eat?"

A boss wearing a chef's hat came out from the kitchen and said, "There's a menu on the wall."

Ni Yangzhou ordered a rice bowl with stir-fried pork and green pepper for takeaway. After thinking for a while, he ordered another portion of shredded pork with fish flavor and another portion of Kung Pao chicken. Both were quick dishes and were ready in no time.

"Your three servings of rice." It was the girl's voice.

Ni Yangzhou looked up, and the girl also looked up. The moment their eyes met, the girl's cheeks flushed.

"What a coincidence, Pan Dongxue!"

Ni Yangzhou smiled at the girl, and the girl's lips curled up into a small arc, smiling shyly and cutely, "Okay, what a coincidence, are you feeling better? Are you on sick leave today?"

"Much better. I'll be fine after a good night's sleep. Hey? How do you know I'm on sick leave?"

Pan Dongxue handed over the lunch box in a plastic bag and said, "Your deskmate told the class teacher when he asked for leave from school. I, I overheard it by accident."

"Oh, really. Okay, I'm leaving then!"

"Wait," the girl rushed into the kitchen and took out two boxes of homemade pickles.

"I'll give it to you to try. If it's delicious, come back often."

"Of course you do." Ni Yangzhou waved goodbye, looking puzzled as he walked away.

Pan Dongxue is quite generous in her words and deeds, why does she always blush when she meets me?

Before I even walked out of the alley, I heard a quarrel around the corner.

A sweet and crisp female voice said angrily: "If you do this again, I will tell Jiao Kaifeng!"

Huh? Ni Yangzhou quickened his pace.

Life is full of encounters, isn't it? Is this the power of the plot master?