Are you in love?the kind of life

Because Francis had evening self-study on Sunday night, and Hei Xiaoxiao had to prepare things for class on Monday, so the two returned to school on Sunday afternoon.

Hei Zhe was not at home, Luo Heng had to take care of Luo Qiao, so the driver Uncle Liu drove them.

When the two went out with their schoolbags on their backs, Luo Qiao blocked the door with tears in his eyes, and refused to let anyone leave.

Luo Heng stood aside, dumbfounded, and couldn't coax him for a long time. Hei Xiaoxiao looked down at the poor little fat man, leaned over and whispered something in his ear, and Francis looked at the one on the other side who was still about to cry. In the next second, the child stared at the teenager who was talking to him, and then...

"Qi'ao likes my brother the most! Goodbye, brother!"

Francis: "..."

Seeing the child turning around without looking back and running upstairs with two chubby legs, Hei Xiaoxiao raised his lips and smiled, then turned around and said to the people beside him, "Let's go."

"Father, let's go." Hei Xiaoxiao greeted Luo Heng who was standing in the living room.

"Take good care of yourself."

"Got it." Hei Xiaoxiao nodded, and got into the car with Francis.

The black car drove out of the villa slowly, and there was silence in the car. Uncle Liu turned on the radio, and the melodious music slowly flowed out, filling the small space.

The house behind him was no longer visible, and Francis turned his head to look at the person who was playing with the straps of his schoolbag boredly.

"What did you say to Qi Ao just now?" Why did the little fat man happily let them go suddenly.

"It's nothing." Hei Xiaoxiao lowered his head, the black schoolbag strap was shuttled back and forth between his slender and fair fingers, and a beautiful bow was tied in a short while. Hei Xiaoxiao looked at his work and squinted his eyes in satisfaction , Smiling slyly, "I told him that I put chocolate under his pillow."

"Xiaoxiao, Uncle Luo said that Qiao can no longer eat sweets."

"I know, so I lied to him," Hei Xiaoxiao smiled, "I actually put carrots."

"You..." Francis remembered the look of the child's eyes shining just now, and suddenly felt that the other party was a little pitiful.

"If Qi'ao knew that you lied to him like this, he would be very sad, and probably won't talk to you again."

"No," Hei Xiaoxiao heard his words with a firm tone.

"So sure?" Francis raised his eyebrows.

"Of course," Hei Xiaoxiao removed the bow, then looked up at Francis, with a smile after a successful prank on the young man's delicate face.

"I told him that chocolate has a time limit, and if he doesn't eat it quickly, he will be magically taken away by the old witch."

Francis: "..."

"Young master is so pitiful." Uncle Liu in the driver's seat laughed out loud when he heard Hei Xiaoxiao's words, and finally made such a comment.

Listening to what he said, Hei Xiaoxiao pursed his lips and smiled like a kitten stealing fish. Francis looked at the man with a helpless expression on his face. Carrot cried out of breath.

"Woo... I'm late... My chocolate was taken away by a witch... Daddy woo... My chocolate..."

Luo Heng looked at the little fat man who was crying so hard that his nose and tears couldn't be distinguished, and thought of Hei Xiaoxiao biting his ears with him before. After realizing what was going on, he couldn't laugh or cry. went.

Qingyun Secondary School

When the two arrived at school, it happened to be the time for lunch in the school cafeteria. Hei Xiaoxiao looked at the waves of students walking towards the cafeteria, touched the meal card in his pocket, and decided to go back to the dormitory after eating.

Of course, Francis had no objection, and the two went to the cafeteria to eat before slowly returning to the dormitory.

There was only Pang Zi in the dormitory. When Francis opened the door, he was putting things in the drawer with his back to them, and there was a bit of panic between his movements.

"Brother Lang Xiaoxiao, are you back?" Pang Zi closed the drawer and turned to look at the two of them, with a slightly cramped smile on his fat face.

"Pang Zi, what are you doing?" Hei Xiaoxiao looked at him and tilted his head in doubt.

"No...it's nothing..." Pang Zi's face turned red when he heard his words, and his voice became hesitant.

"Xiaoxiao, you have class tomorrow, don't you still have to tidy up your things?" Francis standing aside suddenly called out, Hei Xiaoxiao was immediately distracted, and didn't care whether Pang Zi answered his question, Pang Zi Looking at the young man who turned around and was busy at his desk, he was relieved and gave Francis a grateful smile.

It was 06:30 in a blink of an eye, Francis was carrying a black schoolbag with one hand, took a book from the bookshelf, and said to the child who was playing with his mobile phone on the bed: "Xiaoxiao, I'm going to class, you are alone in the dormitory Be careful, if you feel bored, there are some extracurricular books on my bookshelf, you can use them to pass the time."

"Understood." Hei Xiaoxiao looked at the phone with a pair of eyes, the light from the screen hit his face, his tea-brown eyes were shining brightly, and he replied without raising his head after hearing what Francis said.

Seeing him fascinated by the game, Francis raised his eyebrows, turned around and left without saying anything.

"Click." There was a soft locking sound, and the ears of the person lying on the bed moved slightly, and then he raised his head from the phone.

He was the only one left in the four-person dormitory, the air was so quiet that he could hear clearly, the orange sunset was outside the window, Hei Xiaoxiao tilted his head, looking at the light spots shaking slightly on the clean floor, he suddenly felt a little lonely .

After posting like this for a while, Hei Xiaoxiao slowly got off the bed. When Francis left, he told him that if he was bored, he would read the extra-curricular books on his bookshelf.

The teenager wandered to the other party's bookshelf in his slippers. Francis liked to read some extracurricular books on weekdays, especially the original works of foreign celebrities. Luo Heng at home specially placed a bookshelf for him in his room. There were rows of books on it. All of them are rare books, which were specially sent to him by old Francis. Hei Xiaoxiao will double them when he is bored on weekdays, but those books are still too difficult for him to understand. Francis is always helping him translate.

Hei Xiaoxiao looked around the pile of books, then reached out and picked out the one that was the most pleasing to the eye.

The bookshelf was a little small, and the other party had a lot of books on it. When Hei Xiaoxiao took the books down, he accidentally bumped into a pile next to him, and they all fell to the ground with a "crash".

Hei Xiaoxiao looked down at the books all over the floor, sighed resignedly, then knelt down to pick them up one by one, and when he picked up the last one, a piece of paper fell out of it.