[BL, MTL] What Can I Do, I'm Not Human (Quick Wear)

Chapter 45: The Second World (10)

　Mingzhe didn't know why Little Superman was so angry.

　After the Internet fee was paid, he took Chu Shici home.

　Grandma has already cooked the meal, two vegetarian and one meat, and the craftsmanship is average.

　Mingzhe was thinner than her peers, she felt sorry for her grandson, and served him two bowls of rice in a row.

　She asked Mingzhe where he went to play during the day, Mingzhe blushed and said that he was going to a make-up class.

　Mingzhe doesn't know how to lie very much, he just bowed his head after saying one sentence.

　But grandma didn't see any abnormality at all, just thought it was a child who was introverted and didn't like to talk.

　Chu Shici lay on the dining table, watching the scene sideways.

　In this day and age, the older generation who came out of the countryside are not so defensive.

　They have been running around in the village since they were young, often playing for a whole day, and adults don't care.

　When it's their turn to take care of the children, they won't be strict.

　Chu Shici was thinking that if the girl was lured out, she would leave for a few hours during the day.

　Is it true that as long as you go home that day and don't show any obvious flaws, the family members won't doubt it.

　Ever since he guessed that there might be a criminal group that lured minors in the Internet, Chu Shici was in a bad mood.

　It reminded him of his childhood.

　He was exposed to yellow paint for the first time in Hei. Internet cafe. He played sports cars online, and several people watched the film openly and asked him if he wanted to watch it together.

　At that time, he was young and cowardly, so he just slipped away in fright.

　Now that I think about it, it's a good thing he ran fast and didn't go over stupidly.

　Mingzhe ate so much that his stomach was bulging.

　Grandma yelled, 'Sun and grandson will grow up after eating', while putting meat in his bowl.

　Mingzhe grabbed Superman and fled back to his room.

　He rubbed his stomach and walked around the house.

　Superman lay listlessly on the desk, looking very sluggish.

　Mingzhe poked him, "Brother?"

　Chu Shici turned over, "It's okay, I'm thinking about how to send those bastards into the bureau."

　The mobile phone placed aside rang, and it was a call from a child in the group.

　Four people in the group were still thinking about committing suicide, and Mingzhe exchanged contact information with them in the afternoon.

　Let them encounter unhappy things, just tell him.

　It is estimated that he has suffered too much grievance, and finally found a channel to vent.

　As soon as Mingzhe said "I am", the girl started crying.

　She cried and talked, and talked for more than two hours before she calmed down.

　Holding the hung up phone, Mingzhe rubbed between his brows.

　Before he could recover, another call came in.