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He was fascinated by watching Meng Xiu wandering around, and then went into the bathroom when Meng Xiu hung up the phone.

Yong Xiang took off his clothes, shoes and socks, and poured hot water on it.The water flows from the top of the head to the toes, opening the pores and feeling inexplicably comfortable.In the sound of water, he heard the outside door open and close, and heard Meng Xiu's footsteps all the way to the bathroom door. Yong Xiang endured it for a long while, but Meng Xiu didn't leave, apparently wanting to say something but couldn't say it or Looking for the right wording.

Yong Xiang couldn't help asking: "Did you tell my mother?"

Meng Xiu outside the door hummed, and Yong Xiang roared, "Why did you tell my mother?"

Meng Xiu's words were very calm: "Your mother will be worried. I told your mother that you have been with me since you came out. Don't say you missed it when you go back tomorrow."

"I'm not going back!"

"It's fine if you want to live here all the time, just tell your mother and tell it yourself."

"I can't stop?" Yongxiang turned off the water, put on his clothes and pants indiscriminately, grabbed his shoes, opened the door, and rushed out. Meng Xiu couldn't stop a child who was 1.4 meters tall?

He grabbed Yongxiang and frowned: "Why are you so rebellious?"

Yong Xiang shook off his hand: "Are you not rebellious? If you are not rebellious, can your parents leave you?"

Impulsively, Yong Xiang spoke out his guess. After he said it, he could see Meng Xiu's face that became sad and livid in an instant, and he regretted it. After a semester, he also knew that this was the scar in Meng Xiu's heart.

Yong Xiang looked at Meng Xiu anxiously, Meng Xiu pointed at the door and said coldly, "Go out."

Yong Xiang looked at Meng Xiu's unkind expression, couldn't bear to say sorry, and after hesitating for a few seconds, he turned around and left Meng Xiu's house. Once he went out, he regretted it even more. Meng Xiu was doing it for his own good. He still said that, now As soon as the cold wind blew, he put on his clothes before he wiped off the water stains on his body. After taking a hot bath and then standing in the cold wind, he felt like being frozen instantly.

He sat on the stairs, put on shoes and socks, and walked down slowly with his arms folded, maybe running would keep him warm

, So he walked out of the corridor and started running, ran to the abandoned factory and ran back, when he came back, it seemed that a drop of water fell on his nose.

"It's raining?" He looked up at the sky. Before, he could see the faint moon, but now he couldn't see it, but he saw a little white flying debris, sprinkled all over the sky.

It is snowing.

Yong Xiang smiled wryly, why are you so unlucky?

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Yong Xiang went out for a long time before Meng Xiu came back and rubbed his face.

Yes, it was because he was rebellious that his parents didn't want him anymore.

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Yongxiang stood in the snow, and after standing for a long time, he realized that he should avoid the cold snowflakes, so he went into the bushes and patted the snowflakes off his head. At this time, another person called him: "Yongxiang ?”

Yong Xiang thought it was Meng Xiu, but when he looked up, it was Yu Qiu who lived about a kilometer away.

Yong Xiang was taken aback: "Brother Qiu? Why are you here?"

Yu Qiu picked him up: "Meng Xiu called me and told me to pick you up and stay at my house for one night first."

Yongxiang felt a little grateful to Meng Xiu, a little sorry, and a little embarrassed, so he stood up and said, "Don't go, I'll go home later."

Yu Qiu stared: "Are you going home? Have you brought the keys?"

Yong Xiang shook his head, Yu Qiu took him a few steps, and pointed to a building: "Look at the lights in your house are turned off, your mother is already asleep, do you have the nerve to go back?"

Yong Xiang wanted to shake his head, but felt that it contradicted his own words, so he stood still.

Yu Qiu let go of him: "Two choices, either go to Meng Xiu's house, or go to my house."

Meng Xiu just kicked him out, but what's the difference between going to Yu Qiu's house and going to Meng Xiu's house?If he doesn't go here for one night, his life will be frozen to death.Yong Xiang hesitated, Yu Qiu couldn't wait, took out his mobile phone and called Meng Xiu.

"Hey, Brother Meng, this brat won't go back with me... All right, then I'll drag you up."

Seeing Yu Qiu hang up the phone, Yong Xiang said, "Brother Qiu, I won't go back."

Yu Qiu glanced at him: "Hey, you bastard, you escaped after going to Brother Meng's house? It's fine if you quarrel with the family and don't go home, what's the point of going back to Brother Meng's house?"

Yong Xiang glanced at him, what Meng Xiu and Yu Qiu said was that he had escaped by himself, if what Meng Xiu and Yu Qiu said was that he said something he shouldn't have said, Yu Qiu must have seen him differently, according to Yu With Qiu's temperament, he would either not come to him directly, or beat him up if he found him.He felt a little more grateful and sorry to Meng Xiu, and when Yu Qiu pulled him up, he didn't resist much, but he had to resist for a while.What he meant meant nothing to Yu Qiu like carrying a bag of things shaking.

Yong Xiang thought, he must say sorry when he sees Meng Xiu again.

Going back to the third floor and knocking on Meng Xiu's door, Meng Xiu's face looked the same as usual, but a little more impatient.Yong Xiang didn't know how Meng Xiu restrained these emotions during this period of time, maybe he did too much so he restrained himself freely.Yu Qiu stood beside him, it was hard for Yong Xiang to say sorry, if he did, he would be exposed.Yu Qiu pushed Yong Xiang in and said to Meng Xiu: "Brother Meng, I'm going back."

Meng Xiu nodded and closed the door.Yongxiang was standing behind Mengxiu, just as he was about to say sorry, Mengxiu turned around quickly and punched Yongxiang in the stomach. Yongxiang didn't eat dinner, and now Mengxiu's punch was full of energy. Strength, the abdomen already has a lot of nerve fibers, and it hurts even more when you are hungry.Yong Xiang didn't expect Meng Xiu to attack suddenly, he was defenseless, was knocked back a few steps, and fell to the ground.

Yongxiang couldn't breathe for a while, and curled up on the ground hugging her stomach.Meng Xiu just looked at him, his eyes were still cold, and when Yongxiang's breathing gradually recovered but he was still shrinking on the ground, Meng Xiu walked around Yongxiang and sat down on the sofa, and said, "If you dare to mention my father again in the future, Mom, you should never come here."

Only then did Yongxiang realize how painful his parents were to Meng Xiu. He didn't know where Meng Xiu's parents had gone, and he didn't know how Meng Xiu had endured the pain these days.He clutched his stomach, stood up with effort, and said solemnly, "I'm sorry, Brother Yixiu."

Meng Xiu patted the sofa next to him, and Yong Xiang moved over to sit down.The two sat in silence for a while before Meng Xiu got up and found a bottle of Yunnan Baiyao from the cabinet under the TV. He came over and said, "Take off your clothes, and I'll spray you with some medicine."

Yong Xiang looked at the medicine in his hand, and slowly opened his clothes.The belly is red, and a little bruising can be seen in the middle.There was a burning pain in the skin.

Meng Xiu pushed him down on the sofa to lie down, his movements were not gentle, and said, "Close your eyes."

Why do you have to close your eyes when applying the medicine?Yong Xiang didn't know, but he closed his eyes obediently seeing Meng Xiu's indifferent expression.

He could hear the spray, and he could feel the coolness in his abdomen, and then a hand pressed to it, moving slowly, pushing the medicine away.Afterwards, there was a sudden pain in the abdomen, and Yong Xiang had to curl up his body reflexively. Meng Xiu's strength remained unabated, and he said, "Endure it."

Yong Xiang didn't dare to move anymore, closed his eyes and frowned.Now he knows why Meng Xiu asked him to close his eyes in the first place, because even if he didn't close them at first, the pain is so painful that he can't open them now.

Maybe Meng Xiu was taking revenge, he rubbed for a long time before getting up, threw the medicine into the drawer under the TV, closed it with one foot, and then went to wash his hands.

Yong Xiang was finally able to shrink up, he bent over and rolled to the ground, half-kneeling and leaning on the sofa.

Meng Xiu's punch was really ruthless. In the next few years, Yong Xiang never dared to mention Meng Xiu's parents, even his own parents.Whenever he thinks of the white bedroom in Mengxiu's house, Yongxiang's abdomen will feel a pain.

Meng Xiu washed his hands slowly, looked up to see his face in the mirror, very gloomy.He patted his face and waited for the water on his face to dry before going out. Seeing Yongxiang sitting on the ground with his body bent, he said flatly, "Does it still hurt?"

Yong Xiang didn't dare to nod, and didn't want to shake his head, so he ignored him.

Meng Xiu pulled him up: "It's cold on the ground, don't catch a cold."

Yong Xiang shook off him and took a step back, Meng Xiu was stunned: "Are you angry?"

Yongxiang said: "No."

Yongxiang was obviously angry, but Yongxiang's denial made Mengxiu feel a little blocked. If Yongxiang wasn't a 12-year-old kid, he would have kicked him out a long time ago. (Yongxiang's birthday is in November.)

Meng Xiu went straight to the bedroom, opened the door, turned around and said, "Go in and sleep."

Yong Xiang went in and lay down on Meng Xiu's bed with the smell of medicine all over his body. Out of revenge, he rolled twice on Meng Xiu's bed, rolling the smell of medicine all over the bed.

Watching him rolling around like a child, Meng Xiu didn't say anything. He closed the bedroom door with his foot and sat down in front of the computer to start typing.

His novel has been updated for a semester, and an average of one chapter is published every three days. He updates more casually. When he has a manuscript, he updates it when he thinks about it. He doesn’t update it when he can’t think of it or has no inspiration.Once, he didn't update for a month, and people who saw it thought he had abandoned the update, and he also thought he was going to register a new ID, but after a month, he suddenly thought of the development of the plot and started updating again.

Tonight, he wanted to type, and he was inspired when he came back from the barber shop, but after being disturbed by Yongxiang, he was no longer in the mood to type.So far, he hasn't updated for three days, forget it, he won't update again today.

He turned around, looked at Yongxiang who was already asleep on the bed, and looked at the time. It was already midnight, so he went to wash up, and then lay on the other side of the bed, fearing that the quilt with Yongxiang would be unintentional. Touching Yongxiang's stomach, he took a new quilt to cover it.

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May I ask if you think it is better to have a blank line between each paragraph as in these two chapters, or is it better not to have a blank line like the previous two chapters?