131. Uncle and Brother (27)(1/2)
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"Yuan Xiaoyang!" Someone patted Yuan Xiaoyang on the shoulder from behind, "Are you here?"
Turning back, I saw Tang Jixiang standing behind with a smile. Yuan Xiaoyang finally saw a familiar person and breathed a sigh of relief. Tang Jixiang put his shoulder affectionately and said, "Try to play as much as possible, I'll invite you today."
Yuan Xiaoyang nodded uncomfortably and asked, "Where is the homework?"
"Oh yes, I forgot everything." Tang Jixiang went to get the homework, "You can write it casually, just finish it."
Tang Jixiang threw the homework to Yuan Xiaoyang and left. Yuan Xiaoyang asked him where Lu Lang was, but he didn't know that Yuan Xiaoyang stood there with his homework and was at a loss.
In addition to the singing people in the private room, there were also dancing, playing cards, drinking, and there were also groups of people playing game consoles in the corner. There were people everywhere, but Yuan Xiaoyang could not find Lu Lang.
"Sorry." Yuan Xiaoyang stopped a girl.
He saw the girl with black hair shawls. Judging from her back, the perm seemed to be simpler than other dyed hair. But unexpectedly, the other party turned her head and saw that she had exquisite and mature makeup, and she was also holding a cigarette in her mouth. She looked like she was not from the same world as Yuan Xiaoyang.
"Do you know... where Lu Lang is?"
"Lang Ge?" The girl looked at Yuan Xiaoyang and pointed at the sofa casually. "It seems to be there, you can find it yourself."
"Thank you." Yuan Xiaoyang nodded to the other party and walked towards the sofa.
The sofa in the private room was very large, with a concave shape. Yuan Xiaoyang saw Lu Lang sitting at the corner of the sofa.
"Sorry... I borrowed it for a while." Yuan Xiaoyang pulled the strap of his schoolbag and said to the person sitting on the side of the sofa.
Someone moved his feet away for Yuan Xiaoyang, and some people looked at Yuan Xiaoyang without any response. Yuan Xiaoyang was sideways and crossed his legs, and passed a pair of men and women who were lying on the sofa with kisses. He finally squeezed himself to Lu Lang.
"Lu Lang!"
There was no one around Lu Lang, and Yuan Xiaoyang sat down on Lu Lang's left hand. Lu Lang looked stinky and didn't even raise his eyes when he saw him coming, but just raised his feet to play with his cell phone.
The lights in the private room were dim, and the light emitted by the mobile phone illuminated Lu Lang's gloomy face from bottom to top, which made Yuan Xiaoyang tremble.
From the first moment when Yuan Xiaoyang entered the private room, Lu Lang kept looking at Yuan Xiaoyang.
He didn't know if Yuan Xiaoyang was blind or what. He turned on the lights for himself. Yuan Xiaoyang had to ask people to know where he was? Was he deliberately pretending not to see him, or was he just trying to talk to someone else?
Lu Lang thought about it all, and the more he thought about it, the more angry he became.
After thinking about this, he thought of the fact that Yuan Xiaoyang promised to do his homework for Tang Jixiang yesterday.
I promised to help him do his homework in order to repay his kindness. Why did Tang Jixiang write to Tang Jixiang after he said that? Just for that little money?
Lu Lang has always been accustomed to being willful and can get angry for small things.
For him, the kitten he coaxed to meow at others could make him unhappy, let alone a person as big as Yuan Xiaoyang.
Lu Lang didn't even look at Yuan Xiaoyang, and said coldly: "Why are you sitting here? There is no place next to you?"
Yuan Xiaoyang said: "I only know you."
"Don't you still know Tang Jixiang? Go and find him."
"But I still just want to sit with you." Yuan Xiaoyang looked up and smiled at Lu Lang, "You are the best person, sit next to you with peace of mind."
If everyone has nemesis, then Yuan Xiaoyang is Lu Lang's nemesis.
The previous second Lu Lang was still angry. When he heard Yuan Xiaoyang say that others were good, his anger was inexplicably relieved, and even the questioning changed: "Then are you still doing your homework for him? Isn't it enough to write mine?"
After being asked this, Yuan Xiaoyang laughed again.
There was a lot of noise around him. He was afraid that Lu Lang would not be able to hear it clearly, so he leaned into Lu Lang's ear and whispered: "It takes money to buy a tutoring book. You can write the questions given by the teachers in other classes and get the money. Of course I have to write them... I will write them for you because you are nice to me, otherwise why would I do the same questions twice?"
After saying that, he mysteriously made a "shhh" gesture at Lu Lang, indicating that Lu Lang could not tell others.
"Freak." Lu Lang turned his head and rubbed his ears with a straight face, feeling his ears hot.
Lu Lang's little emotion was resolved, and Yuan Xiaoyang began to solve Tang Jixiang's homework on the spot.
The people Tang Jixiang and Zhou Qiang found were either rich second generation or a bunch of gangsters. They were playing around with the table. Yuan Xiaoyang tried to move a free space for himself to do his homework, but he didn't dare to touch other people's things casually. Finally, he simply put his schoolbag on his knees, took a book and started writing.
Singing, laughter, smoke and wine filled the box, and there were things that stimulated the senses everywhere.
On the right side of Yuan Xiaoyang was Lu Lang, on the left side was the man and woman who were still kissing passionately, and above his head were colorful ball lights that were constantly changing colors. However, he was unmoved, as if he was sitting in a classroom, and opened the book and entered the world of exercises.
Lu Lang glanced at Yuan Xiaoyang secretly and felt admiration for a good student for the first time.
Under such lights, he was confused when he looked at his phone, but Yuan Xiaoyang could still write mathematics, which was not something that ordinary willpower could do.
At this moment, Yuan Xiaoyang in his eyes emitted a slight light.
"Does Lang Ge want to sing a song?" Several people came over, "I really want to listen to you singing, come on!"
Lu Lang moved his gaze away from Yuan Xiaoyang and returned to the screen of his phone. He didn't even look at those people. Those people were bored and went to sing themselves.
After a while, a few more people came and called Lu Lang to play cards.
This group of people is familiar with Lu Lang, so Lu Lang has a better attitude and tells them with a blank expression that they are not in the mood today and go play with them.
People came and went, and Yuan Xiaoyang turned the page and continued to write.
Lu Lang didn't sing and didn't want to play cards. He felt bored after playing with his mobile phone for a while, so he had to play with Yuan Xiaoyang.
Yuan Xiaoyang is a left-handed person, so he pulled Yuan Xiaoyang's right hand to see if the handwriting on it was still there. The handwriting was no longer there. I don't know what method Yuan Xiaoyang used to wash it off. Lu Lang pinched it for a long time but couldn't tell what it was.
After finishing playing with his hands, Lu Lang went to pull Yuan Xiaoyang's hair again.
Curly hair is a very magical thing. You can just grab one and touch it. When you touch the curve, you will feel a special touch, which makes you never get tired of touching it, just like pinching bubble paper.
Lu Lang pulled the wool for the first time yesterday, but he had no experience. After more experience today, he began to look for the curly hair that felt the best.
Yuan Xiaoyang was tilted to the side, but he was still very focused and unaffected.
It was hot, and Lu Lang bought a popsicle and ate it while walking. He licked two bites of ice. Seeing that Yuan Xiaoyang was standing next to him and had no food, he wanted to buy Yuan Xiaoyang an ice cream.
However, Yuan Xiaoyang was reluctant to buy it himself and did not want to spend Lu Lang's money. In addition, after Zhou Qiang's incident just happened, he was even more taboo and refused. In the end, Lu Lang had no choice but to ask Yuan Xiaoyang to lick a few popsicles.
"Can I not eat..."
"No negotiation, that's it."
Yuan Xiaoyang had no choice but to take the popsicle and lick it obediently.
"Eat more and buy it after you finish it."
Yuan Xiaoyang licked two more bites. The popsicle smelled like lemon, sour and sweet, and Yuan Xiaoyang's eyes narrowed slightly. He squinted his eyes at Lu Lang, and saw that Lu Lang was also looking at him, as if he was afraid that he would eat a few less bites.
After spending time with Lu Lang, Yuan Xiaoyang gradually understood Lu Lang's character. He found that as long as Lu Lang was next to him when he was eating, Lu Lang would want to buy him a portion. Even if he didn't want it, he would also use a bite of coercion and temptation, just as if he was afraid that he would not feel uncomfortable, and he would not dare to speak. Although Lu Lang didn't seem to take anyone seriously, he cared about other people's feelings in such a place.
Yuan Xiaoyang doesn't like to take advantage of others, so Lu Lang's habit makes him a headache. However, at the same time, he also feels that Lu Lang really treats him as a friend, otherwise he would not treat him like this. After all, he is still very grateful to Lu Lang for being willing to treat him like this.
As long as Lu Lang doesn't always threaten to pull his hair.
"I won't eat it anymore." Yuan Xiaoyang handed the popsicle back to Lu Lang. Lu Lang asked again. After confirming that he really didn't eat it, he stuffed the popsicle into his mouth in one bite, holding a stick in his mouth.
"By the way." Lu Lang suddenly thought of something and pulled the popsicle out of his mouth, "When is your birthday?"
“A little over August.”
“What time?”
Yuan Xiaoyang didn't want to say it, but there was no reason not to say it, so he had to whisper: "August 31st."
"August 31?" Lu Lang was shocked, "Are you so young?"
The admission date is September 1st. The person born on September 1st is the oldest in the grade, while the person born on August 31st is the youngest in the grade. Lu Lang looked at Yuan Xiaoyang, who was not tall and said, "It turns out that you are so short because you are young."
"Um……"
"Then your birthday is not a few days ago. What gift do you want?"
"Don't have a gift."
"I'm still thinking about Zhou Qiang? I don't think about it anymore?" Lu Lang raised his hand and hit Yuan Xiaoyang, "Don't be polite."
Yuan Xiaoyang was indeed worried that Zhou Qiang said that he approached Lu Lang for money, but he had other reasons besides that.
He looked up at Lu Lang and whispered: "I'm not going to have my birthday."
"Why?"
"Because my mom threw me away that day."
Lu Lang was speechless and didn't know what to say to comfort Yuan Xiaoyang. He couldn't think of it, so he simply stuffed the popsicle into Yuan Xiaoyang's mouth and rubbed Yuan Xiaoyang's hair casually.
The popsicle that was licked by the two of them finally melted completely in Yuan Xiaoyang's mouth. Yuan Xiaoyang held the popsicle stick and looked well-behaved, accepting Lu Lang's hair-pulling comfort.
Suddenly, Lu Lang's cell phone rang, Lu Lang picked it up, said a few simple words and hung up. Lu Lang asked, "They said they would go to City B for a few days after their birthday celebration. Will you go?"
Yuan Xiaoyang shook his head, Lu Lang pulled out the stick in his mouth and said, "This guy is pretty good, you don't have to be afraid."
"Not afraid." Yuan Xiaoyang shook his head, "But I want to work part-time until the day before school starts."
"You have to work part-time on your birthday?"
"Anyway, I'm not going to have a birthday, so it's better to do more."
This time Lu Lang's invitation was fruitless, but he did not force Yuan Xiaoyang again.
Lu Lang has a good relationship with this guy, and school is about to start, so he no longer has a chance to go out for a while. Lu Lang thought about it and finally decided to go with Tang Jixiang.
When Lu Lang and the others went out to play, they planned to play until the day before school started. Therefore, after saying goodbye in the mall that day, they didn't meet for several days.
To be continued...