Unloved--Xiaoxue

The first time Xue Yang and Xiao Xingchen met was not at the glutinous rice ball stand, and it would not be an exaggeration to say it was at the brothel.

That day Xue Yang accompanied Jin Guangyao to find Jin Guangshan.As expected, Jin Guangshan was indulging in a group of women.Jin Guangyao stopped outside the door.Xue Yang was a few steps away from him, leaning against the window and munching on an apple to himself.

The window faced the street.The streets are full of traffic, so lively.He suddenly saw an old beggar being beaten and kicked by a stall owner selling bags.This is nothing new, but a farce that must be played out in the market every day like eating and drinking.

Without even thinking about it or listening carefully, he could imagine what had happened, what foul language was coming out of the cursing mouth of the middle-aged stall owner.

He looked at it coldly.I thought to myself that smashing the stall just now was too light, and this is the way of the world. Why is it that only the boss beats people and the customers are not allowed to smash the stall? If it's not pleasing to the eye, just fight.Why should you be bullied?It doesn't make sense.

he was thinking.Suddenly, a white robe flashed past, stopping the evil behavior of the stall owner.I saw the white-clothed Taoist leisurely grabbing the tormentor's foot that was about to slam down, saying something.Xue Yang couldn't hear clearly, but he frowned unconsciously, feeling displeased that a good show had been interrupted for no reason.

His eyes were still cold, silently looking at the Taoist in white who turned his back not far away.I saw that man took out his purse, helped the old beggar pay for the buns, and helped the old beggar up very gracefully, treating him like a father who had been lost for many years.

Xue Yang laughed dumbly.

I don't know if it's because of his smile, obviously he didn't laugh out loud, even Jin Guangyao, who was closest to him, didn't notice it.The Taoist in white turned his head towards him.Straight, fixed, just looking at it like this.

This Taoist looks pretty good.This was Xue Yang's first thought.If it's a woman, it's also good to abduct her to play.Immediately, he stopped looking at the Taoist, turned his head to look at the other side, and took a bite of the apple, forget about the man!

Xiao Xingchen looked at the boy in the attic, and then at the building in front of him, feeling a little dazed.It is not a matter of a day or two for him to go down the mountain and enter the WTO. Although he has never had a personal contact, he still knows how to have fun.Presumably the attic window is for the girl to entertain guests.Why is a young man standing there holding an apple now?Could it be that boy too. . . . . .

Xiao Xingchen didn't dare to think too much, it was really beyond his comprehension.In order to calm himself, he urgently needs to divert his attention.Fun?girl?Xiao Xingchen is like a gentleman in the world when it comes to love, avoiding and restraining himself.And because he has the world in his heart, such evil thoughts can't torture him no matter in his body or in his heart.

But only those who are destined to be in debt seem to be able to cause the slightest ripples.

For some reason, he was stunned to see a woman, smiling brightly, with hairpins on her hair, and a small mouth muttering something, he seemed to hear himself responding: "Your mouth is very sharp. .” The voice was full of pampering.

Unknowingly, he looked back at the boy in the attic, looked at the side face with sharp water chestnut angles, and thought: that hairpin must have a cute and playful fox face.

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It was in the evening that I met the attic boy again.The boy was smashing a stall selling glutinous rice balls for some reason.The first friend he made since he left the mountain - Song Lan is trying to stop him.This street is full of right and wrong.

"You say I'm still young, and how old are you? If you say I made a vicious attack, who will come up and throw me a whisk? It's too funny for you two to teach people a lesson." The boy retorted.

Unsurprisingly sharp teeth.Exactly the same as the woman I imagined.

I also thought of that strange idea that popped up suddenly, a hairpin with a fox face.Xiao Xingchen couldn't help but said coldly: "It's really..."

"You'd better explain clearly what it is really." The boy in front of him narrowed his eyes and said coldly.

Xiao Xingchen thought that Xue Yang was just a teenager at heart, and he was a guest of the Jin family at a young age, so he was unavoidably young and frivolous.He also secretly felt a little guilty for the shameless judgment he made due to the encounter just now.Little did he know that after being stared at by Xue Yang, he could see his stubborn temperament, and immediately stopped laughing.

But he didn't understand Xue Yang's thoughts.Xue Yang has sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, and has regular facial features. He is also a well-known handsome boy among gangsters.In the market where dragons and snakes are mixed, it is inevitable that some disciples will be recruited to make teasing words and make inappropriate moves. His practice has always been to cut off his tongue when he speaks rudely;

Didn't he show off his tongue full to Jin Guangyao that day?

Facing the white-clothed Taoist in front of him, Xue Yang did not forget the straight eyes he cast across the street in the brothel just now. If Jin Guangshan hadn't been enjoying himself in the room, Jin Guangyao would have stood aside blankly. , probably has listed that look as frivolous, and immediately released a few stabs in the back.

Unexpectedly, this Taoist still doesn't know what is good or bad, and now he is teaching him together with another Taoist in black.Who is afraid of whom?

Fortunately, Jin Guangyao, who has always been comprehensive in every aspect, immediately smoothed things over, so there were no complications.

After the two Taoist priests left side by side, Xiao Xingchen looked calm on the outside, but there was a slight ups and downs in his heart.He didn't know why, but out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at Song Lan's head, where there was a hairpin.

He is similar to Song Lan in heart and nature, and they have been walking together since they met.He is often gratified and cherishes having such a like-minded confidant.

only. . . . .That playful and lovely fox hairpin is really not suitable for Song Lan, Taoist Song Zichen.

After thinking about it, he smiled again.

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The author has something to say: This is the first time I am writing a fan of Demon Dao, and I am posting the first article here. I hope everyone will forgive me and give me more advice.