Mimemimemimemimemimemimemimebao! 6 Lang stood up and wanted to help him, but as soon as he stood up, Yuan Xiaoyang knew his intention and hurriedly said, "I can do it, you can rest." After that, he tried hard to carry the bucket and go forward.

6Lang couldn't help laughing when he saw his pretending to be strong.

People came and went, and it was soon time to close the store.

Half of the rolling gate of the milk tea shop was put down. One of the clerks did not have to close the store today and left first. The other clerk started to settle accounts. Yuan Xiaoyang was responsible for other chores. He had to deal with the unsold tea, wash various cups and pots, wash the floor, and help organize the ingredients.

He packed up the goods delivered this afternoon, and carried a large box of uncooked tea to the rack. However, the person was too short and the rack was too high, and he couldn't put it on tiptoe, so he had to give up and look for the ladder. But he had not yet withdrawn his hand, and suddenly he felt a lightening hand.

He looked back and then looked at Liu Lang with expressionless face stuffing the box onto the rack.

"I'll just come here. You can wait for me a while and you'll be able to go home." Yuan Xiaoyang leaned back and said to Liu Lang, his furry head rubbing against Liu Lang's chest.

6 Lang looked down at him with a silly look on his face, and did not respond to what he said, just asked: "All these are put on the rack?"

"Just come!"

"It seems that they are all put on the shelf." 6 Lang easily put a few boxes on the shelf. Others are taller, and putting these things is a matter of raising their hands for him, and it cannot be easier. However, after putting them on, Yuan Xiaoyang looked at him with bright eyes, looking at him with admiration.

It is so easy to admire him that he will regard him as a hero, stupid lamb.

At half past ten, Yuan Xiaoyang closed the door for the shop and smiled at 6 Lang and said, "Go home."

There are still many people on the street at night. The summer wind blows on you very cool, and the two of them slowly walk on the street.

"Is it cold?" Yuan Xiaoyang looked up and asked him.

"It's not cold." 6 Lang stopped talking and answered honestly.

Today, Liu Lang's famous brand sportswear was covered with traces left by yesterday, including dust, blood, and several places that were broken. He always appeared in front of Yuan Xiaoyang handsomely. This was the first time he was so embarrassed.

After taking off the apron from the milk tea shop, Yuan Xiaoyang carried his schoolbag and was like a student who had just finished classing. He looked clean and didn't look like someone who had been working for most of the day.

"How long have you been in the milk tea shop?" 6 Lang went to the barbecue shop next to the shop several times, but never noticed Yuan Xiaoyang's existence.

"It's been more than two years, and the summer vacation for high school has come." Yuan Xiaoyang said.

"How could I choose that part-time job?"

"Other stores are too young to charge, or they have low salaries. This store is willing to charge me and the salary is good, so I came."

"How much is the salary?"

"Nineteen in one hour."

"Nineteen?" 6 Lang couldn't help but be stunned. Not to mention nineteen yuan, twenty yuan was too lazy to pick up even if he fell to the ground. But Yuan Xiaoyang was busy in and out for an hour, so he was worth nineteen yuan?

Yuan Xiaoyang knew what he was thinking when he heard his tone, and smiled and said, "What's so surprising? Some smaller shops want to hire someone for ten yuan an hour. I am already taller than many people. Moreover, once a person is poor, no matter how many yuan it is, it's money, and there's nothing to worry about."

Yuan Xiaoyang said calmly, but it felt different in Liu Lang's ears. If he had heard this before, he might have no feeling, but now he is penniless and doesn't even have the money to buy food for himself. He suddenly understood the importance of a few dollars.

He looked at Yuan Xiaoyang silently, and he should have known more about Yuan Xiaoyang a while ago.

The two walked to the dark alley that night, Yuan Xiaoyang slowed down and looked up at Liu Lang.

He didn't say anything, but 6 Lang felt his emotions and asked in a low voice: "Scared?"

Yuan Xiaoyang did not respond for a moment, but nodded a little after a moment.

Although 6 Lang had taught that group of people a lesson, every time he walked here, his body still had fear of being caught in the darkness. He had never told anyone about this, except 6 Lang in front of him.

"I'm still afraid, haven't you said you don't have to be afraid anymore..." 6 Lang's tone was a little helpless, "If you want to be afraid, will I be scolded by my brother in vain? Don't be afraid."

Yuan Xiaoyang lowered his head when he heard what he said.

However, the next moment, his hand was held by his other hand.6 Lang held his hand and said, "But I'm afraid, I'll be afraid. Tell me, I'll just accompany you."

6 Lang's hands were big and warm, just like the feeling that 6 Lang gave him. Yuan Xiaoyang was naturally not afraid of being held by him, and he laughed embarrassedly.

"Smiling like a fool."

"hey-hey."

After walking through the alley, Yuan Xiaoyang finally returned to his downstairs.

He didn't think anything just now, but when he arrived at the door of his house, he suddenly felt embarrassed and told 6 Lang in a low voice: "My family is relatively small, don't be surprised."

He took 6 Lang up the dark and narrow staircase. The building was very old and there was no elevator. The two walked through the stairwell filled with shoes and debris, and went all the way to the fifth floor.

6 This is not the first time Lang has come to this kind of environment. He has never been to somewhere when he went out to fool around, but most of the time he came out after a fight. This is the first time he is quietly in such an old residential building.

He stood behind Yuan Xiaoyang and watched him take out the key and open the iron door that was very old-fashioned. The door opened after a babbling sound.

"Take your shoes in and take them off."

The door was too narrow, and Yuan Xiaoyang bent over and found slippers for him, so he couldn't enter the door. However, he was tall and could see everything in the room just by standing outside the door. Or it was too small that he could see it at a glance just outside the door.

"Come in first."

Yuan Xiaoyang saw that 6 Lang stood there and pulled him. He took off his sneakers and changed into a pair of soft slippers, followed Yuan Xiaoyang into the house.

This house is very small, the living room and the kitchen are one, and it is not even as big as the small living room of 6 Lang. Not to mention the furniture, each furniture shows traces of polished by time, without any glossiness. However, although this house is old and small, it gives 6 Lang a very neat feeling inside. Everything is clean and neat, and the only dirty one is only 6 Lang.

"Are you hungry? I'll cook a dumpling for you?"

“Not hungry.”

"I'll eat later. Take a shower first, and you'll feel more comfortable after taking a shower."

Yuan Xiaoyang brought Liu Lang into his house, hoping to find a set of clothes for Liu Lang to wear.

Yuan Xiaoyang's room was very small, and the space in the room was only enough to place a single bed, a small desk, and a very small bookcase. There was no wardrobe in the room, only a rope hung on the bed with ironed clothes hanging on the bed, while the other clothes were kept in boxes under the bed.

Yuan Xiaoyang searched for a while, and his head was messy, and finally pulled out a pair of trousers.

Yuan Xiaoyang took his pants to compare his legs that were 6-length.

“…”

“…”

"...It's okay, it's so fashionable to wear low-crotch pants." Yuan Xiaoyang convinced himself, nodded affirmatively and handed over the pants to Liu Lang.

"I have to reveal my butt when my low-crotch pants are exposed." 6 Lang took the pants and compared it to himself again. The legs of these pants are not much worse.

"I'll find you another pair of underwear."

"Forget it, I'll wear this one now." When it comes to the close-fitting clothing, 6 Lang is still a little ashamed.

"Change the strip, it smells bad."

“???”

Yuan Xiaoyang finally found a pair of shorts. The shorts were worn when he was in junior high school. They are now wearing them a little short, but if they were given to 6 Langlai, they would be a wide boxer.

“It’s all washed carefully and it’s very clean.”

Yuan Xiaoyang's T-shirt was too small for 6 Lang, so he simply took a zipper coat for 6 Lang as a top and prepared a bath towel for 6 Lang. 6 Lang held the pile of things and was pushed into the bathroom by Yuan Xiaoyang. Yuan Xiaoyang also pulled up the bathroom door that was not very tightly closed for him.

After entering the bathroom, Liu Long breathed.
Chapter completed!