[BL] The Paranoid Villains Have A Crush On Me [END]

1.12

Not daring to look at the other party at all, Lu Yuan stumbled and fled the scene in almost embarrassment. A timid mood subtly poured out of his heart, not daring to collide with the other party's eyes, afraid that fear and rejection would appear in those eyes that were always full of smiles...

Ning Xingzhou looked at the miserable red hair on the ground with some confusion, hesitated for a while, and walked forward slowly, "Are you okay?"

Qiao Yang was in severe pain all over his body, but he still twitched the corners of his mouth, pretending to be strong, "It's okay... okay."

"Okay, then I'll go." Ning Xingzhou nodded, looking to leave. The red hair hurriedly stopped the person again, "Don't say no, brother, the phone is in my right trouser pocket, please dial a number for me."

"Don't yell, who is your brother?" Ning Xingzhou pouted, took out his phone from his pocket, and asked casually, "Why did you provoke that person just now?"

He was a little scared by the ruthlessness of the same table just now, but he came out late and didn't know what happened. Just selfishly believe that Lu Yuan is not someone who will do it for no reason.

"There's something I didn't tell him in advance..." Qiao Yang said vaguely. He reluctantly moved his arm, and he would not be able to get up for a while, but fortunately, there were some skin injuries, and no bones were injured, so it could be seen that the boss was still exerting his strength.

"Oh, who do you want to call?" For some reason, Ning Xingzhou didn't like this guy instinctively. He held the phone and his voice was a little cold.

"Number one in the address book, An Sheng, please."

Ning Xingzhou called as he said, then crouched down and handed the phone to Hongmao's ear. When the call was connected, Hongmao probably explained the current situation, and asked the person on the other end to come and pick him up, and then hung up.

"Okay, I'll just wait here, thank you, brother." Hongmao struggled to stand up, half squatting on the side of the road, looking miserable, but still trying to show his domineering spirit , "My name is Qiao Yang. If someone in a high-ranking profession bullies you, just report my name directly."

"..." Ning Xingzhou stared at the two lines of nosebleeds gushing out from the other side, and felt that the second soul of this child was burning fiercely. They've been beaten up like this, and they're still thinking about being cool.

He took out a tissue and handed it to the other party to wipe it. He didn't take the other party's words to heart, "Since someone came to pick you up, I'll go back first."

Without giving the other party a chance to chat at all, he turned around and left. With his temperament, he seldom treats people so coldly, and he doesn't want to pay attention to them because—the other party's name is Qiao Yang.

This is a cannon fodder character with a name in the original book. It is said that he is Lu Yuan's younger brother. The reason why Lu Yuan and his half-sister meet is because of this Qiao Yang.

Qiao Yang's family background is good, he looks good, and his personality is hard to say, but he loves picking up girls. It happens that girls of this age always have a kind of honey filter for these gangsters with backgrounds, and the original heroine also had a period of confusion.

Later, the male protagonist asked Qiao Yang for trouble. The guy took a group of people to beat the male protagonist, and finally threw the blame to Lu Yuan. Lu Yuan was hated by the male protagonist for this. Lu Yuan was really miserable to have such a younger brother stabbed in the back.

Thinking of this, Ning Xingzhou quickly forgot the small conflict between him and Lu Yuan today.

He went to the mall for a walk, carrying a suitable backpack for Lu Yuan, while thinking about waiting for the relationship between the two to get closer, he encouraged Lu Yuan to cut off the relationship with this little brother!

...

Lu Yuan didn't go home directly, but went around to an abandoned factory. There are special training grounds and equipment, which were provided by a small boss in the black boxing market.

For those who have a partnership, the boss will allow them to come and go freely. There are a lot of people here during the day, but almost no one at night, especially after 9 p.m., Lu Yuan often dominates the entire venue by himself.

After simply warming up, Lu Yuan just got on the sandbag with the highest sand content. The fist was wrapped in the strong wind, and he greeted the sandbag like a vent, punch after punch, and the movement was fast and violent, leaving a piece of sunken depression on the sandbag.

The face looks hideous because of the force, and the figure is not strong, but the muscle lines that bulge when the force is exerted are very smooth, full of a sense of strength that does not match the actual age.

He didn't stop slowly until sweat soaked through his shirt and his fists became numb. He put his hands on the sides of the sandbag and lowered his head to pant heavily.

The long-term physical exertion slightly relieved the annoyance in my heart, my head was buzzing, and I thought about a lot of things.

When my mother was still alive, she was not mentally stable. The long-term moral infamy was on her head, everyone shouted and beaten, and everything went wrong. As time passed, her temper became more and more extreme.

He still remembered that when he was a child, his mother always stroked his face gently, looked at him tenderly and nostalgically, and his voice seemed to come from the sky, "You and your father are really looking more and more alike..."

But in the next moment, the hands that touched him would grab his throat and choked him desperately, his eyes were full of viciousness and resentment, and his expression was ferocious like a ghost.

"It's all you! It's all you! It's all your fault!"

"No! No! Blame that woman for clinging to you!"

"Why did it become like this, you promised me to divorce that woman! Why did it happen! Why did it happen!"

She just pinched her child, screaming like crazy for a while, and complaining constantly for a while. Her expression is crazy, and she has long lost the sanity of a normal person.

When the strength of the medicine wears off and her consciousness regains clarity, she will hug Lu Yuan and cry bitterly again, saying sorry over and over again.

Several times, Lu Yuan thought he would be strangled to death. I don't know how lucky I am to survive until now.

The gentle touch of the prelude to the storm was his childhood nightmare. The moment he held the hand at the same table today, the tender touch made his mind empty.

No, it's not just that.

Lu Yuan clenched his teeth, roared and slapped the sandbag in his hand, venting his unease. He knew very well that his irregular heartbeat when Ning Xingzhou tapped his forehead was the real problem.

Do normal people have a faster heartbeat because of a little closer contact between friends? Although the tablemate is good-looking, but not a girl, why does he have some strange ideas? This is so wrong.

His actions today seem to have hurt the same table, and it may not be long before the relationship between him and the other party will become strangers. It's not that I don't want to explain, it's just...

Finally smashing the sandbag, Lu Yuan took a long breath, put his jacket over his body, and slowly left the training ground. The street lamp pulled his figure thin and long, making him seem lonely and lonely.

The author has something to say: Oh, I always feel that I will be scolded again.

I want to make this Ben Shou's temper as real as possible. The main theme of the first world is secret love, and Shou will have a period of awkwardness. It will be fine when he understands the nature of his feelings.

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