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    After the family of three stared at each other in silence for two minutes, Hiiragi shoved the rag and mop into Yuan Bozhu's arms, and said, "Come on, take responsibility for your wasting food just now."

    "good."

    Yuan Bozhu took it over kindly.

    Regarding Yuan Bozhu's refusal to confess the things she concealed up to this moment, Hiiragi Shu seemed to have expected it, and she didn't ask too much.

    But Yuan Jilang's eyes kept falling on Yuan Bozhu.

    Throughout the dinner time, he looked at Yuan Bozhu from time to time, occasionally showing an angry expression.

    I dare not say it, but was warned by Hiiragi Shu.

    Because she told Yuan Jilang early on that she wanted to give her son more time to fully complete the buffer of youth rebellion.So even if Yuan Jilang had a hundred swear words from Yan's father in his heart, he still swallowed them in the end.

    In addition to Yuan Jilang's inner unrest, Yuan Bozhu was also besieged by all sides during this meal.

    On one side is Yuan Jilang's vague grievances, and on the other side is Hiiragi Shu's earnest persuasion.

    "Your brother should still make more friends. There are some things that you don't want to talk to your parents, but you can also talk to your friends. Don't hold back everything by yourself." Hiai Shu followed the temptation, "If it's not possible, you can also talk to your friends.Brother and sister, although they are ten years older than you, they don't seem to have a generation gap, do they?"

    Yuan Bozhu listened quietly, neither rebutting nor nodding.

    Hiiragi Shu got used to his silence, so he just smiled and continued talking about other topics.

    Finally, after eating, Yuan Bozhu took the initiative to get up and clean up the dishes, put them in the sink and was about to wash the dishes, Hiiragi waved his hand, let him go to do his homework, and took the gloves from Yuan Bozhu.

    It is true that Yuan Bozhu hasn't done his weekend homework yet.

    But it is not difficult for him, and he can finish it in an hour or two, so he is not in a hurry.

    Hiiragi Shu saw his movement of wanting to snatch the job, pressed his hand, smiled meaningfully, and said: "Brother, if you really have nothing to do, just chat with friends. Learn to share your feelings, life willTake it easy."

    If it was in the past, Yuan Bozhu's usual answer to such words would be: I have no friends, and I don't need to chat.

    But this time there was a concrete person in his mind.

    So far, in Yuan Bozhu's life, only Lin Shuanghuan can be called a friend.

    So Yuan Bozhu thought of him.

    By the way, also remembered that they hadn't contacted for two days.

    There seems to be a lot of homework today.

    An hour passed, and he didn't even finish a single subject.

    Maybe it's because, now that he has no cultivation base or energy glands, he has become a completely ordinary person.

    This can be regarded as Yuan Bozhu's initial ideal state.

    Because in this way, he doesn't have to be vigilant every day in order to restrain his own strength, and he doesn't have to worry that using too much cultivation will affect the balance of the world and the main plot.

    If the time goes back to two months ago, Yuan Bozhu will think that this is not bad.

    But unfortunately, now is not a good time to become an ordinary person.

    If nothing else, satan already knew about his energy glands.

    Even if he survived now, as soon as satan finds out that he has no powers, the whole Yuan family will be in danger.

    Yuan Bozhu didn't know how many people's energy cores Satan had absorbed, but there was one thing that he didn't need to guess—in terms of the current worldview structure, no one was Satan's opponent.

    Because the protagonist is still an eight-year-old doll, and the future villain is still wearing the bracelet given to him by the Administration because he can't use his abilities properly.

    Satan will never be able to keep his peace for a long time.

    Fortunately, without this time bomb-like energy gland, Yuan Bozhu had more time to find opportunities to break through the bottleneck.

    As long as he can overcome the bottleneck of cultivation before satan makes his move, Yuan Bozhu can still deal with all emergencies with ease.

    Therefore, he now needs to use all available time to retreat and meditate, and devote himself to spiritual training, so that he can realize those illusions that keep haunting him as soon as possible.

    However, Yuan Bozhu had little success in meditating in the state of an "ordinary person" and doing homework at the same time.

    After another failed attempt, Yuan Bozhu withdrew his thoughts from meditation.

    Subconsciously looked out the window.

    It seems that a pair of golden wings and a smiling face will appear there in the next moment.

    But the truth is neither.

    Yuan Bozhu looked back calmly.

    He was not as unfamiliar with his absent-mindedness as he had been in the past.

    He already knew very well that he was waiting for Lin Shuangxuan.

    During this period of time, Yuan Bozhu seemed to have gotten used to receiving messages from Lin Shuanghuan on his mobile phone all the time, and he was also used to seeing Lin Shuanghuan suddenly come to him when he thought that Lin Shuanghuan would not appear.

    Now, Yuan Bozhu felt that his side had become very quiet.

    Even though Yuan Jilang was watching the news in the living room and Hiiragi Shu was playing the background music of yoga, the two voices mixed together, forming a discordant noise.

    But Yuan Bozhu still felt very quiet.

    He felt that meditation took too much of his attention, so he concentrated on doing his homework this time.

    However, the efficiency is still not high. He made three mistakes in one line, which has never happened before.

    The time has slowly come to ten o'clock in the evening.

    Yuan Bozhu seems to have never paid much attention to Lin Shuangxuan's life.

    Most of the time, Lin Shuangxuan will take the initiative to spread everything about himself in front of Yuan Bozhu, telling him: what I did today, what I want to do tomorrow, and I will share with you what I think is interesting, I want to know what you are doingWhat to do, I want to come to you.

    What Yuan Bozhu needs to do is to think about how to respond.Anyway, Lin Shuangxuan will support his decision in the end.

    Lin Shuanghuan has always been in a state of circling Yuan Bozhu, but he is not noisy or annoying, and he never pushes anything. It seems to be a natural state, so Yuan Bozhu does not feel that he is being held by Lin Shuanghuan.What changed.

    Didn't realize until this moment.

    Subtle changes are hard to detect.

    Yuan Bozhu now subconsciously thinks that even if Lin Shuangxuan doesn't have a mobile phone, he will still try to contact him.Because this is what Lin Shuangxuan has been doing all along.

    Yuan Bozhu was held up high by Lin Shuangxuan and became conceited.

    Now, it was nine o'clock on Sunday night, and he didn't wait for anyone.

    This feeling is very strange.

    It's like a certain personal item that have been using all the time. don't think it is very important on weekdays, but when look back and find that it is gone, feel that life is not going well everywhere, and every gesture becomes stagnant.

    Lin Shuangxuan is not an item, let alone carry it with him.

    But without hearing from him, Yuan Bozhu's life has become unsatisfactory.

    Yuan Bozhu guessed that Lin Shuangxuan should be angry.

    Because he did something wrong and didn't explain or apologize in time, Lin Shuangxiu didn't want to take the initiative to find him.

    With a snap, Yuan Bozhu closed the exercise book.

    When he put on his coat and walked out of the bedroom door, Yuan Jilang on the sofa and Hiiragi Shu on the yoga mat both looked up at him.

    Yuan Bozhu was still looking for an excuse to go out, but Hiiragi Shu had already waved him.

    "Brother, come back soon, bye."

    Yuan Bozhu glanced at her, nodded and said, "Okay."

    This is not the first time that Yuan Bozhu came to Lin Shuangxuan's house on his own initiative.

    But it was his first time, because he wanted to see Lin Shuangxuan.

    But it was too late, and when Yuan Bozhu was downstairs, he saw that the lights in Lin Shuanghuan's room had been turned off, probably because he was asleep.

    He had no experience of being an uninvited guest, and he was worried about disturbing Lin Shuangling's rest, so he planned to turn back home.

    Anyway, I'm going to school tomorrow, so I can always see you.

    But ten minutes later, Yuan Bozhu still stood at the door of Lin Shuangyou's house and rang the doorbell.

    A near-death experience made Yuan Bozhu understand what Lin Shuangxuan said to him at that time.

    Some things cannot be delayed.

    He should also tell Lin Shuangxuan something.

    The doorbell rang several times, but there was no response from inside.No one ever opened the door.

    At first, Yuan Bozhu thought that Lin Shuanghuan was asleep, but with Lin Shuanghun's current vigilance, any movement near his energy field would be noticed, and it was impossible to stay awake like this.

    So, no one at home.

    Yuan Bozhu glanced at his watch, it was almost eleven o'clock.

    Where will Lin Shuangxuan go?

    For a long time recently, their daily lives have intersected.

    Even when they didn't meet each other, Yuan Bozhu usually knew where Lin Shuangling was, what he was doing, and who he might be with.If he didn't know, Lin Shuangxuan would try to tell him.

    But now, he has no source of information.

    Yuan Bozhu had to admit that he knew very little about Lin Shuanghuan.

    What Lin Shuangxuan likes, what he hates, what he does when he is not in class or part-time job, as long as he doesn't say anything, Yuan Bozhu doesn't know anything.

    This is related to Yuan Bozhu's past living habits.

    I don't want to understand others, and don't want to be understood.

    So he could only stand at Lin Shuanghuan's doorway and fell into a deadlock.

    Wait, let's go.

    During the time when Yuan Bozhu was making a decision, he met a neighbor who came back from walking his dog, and met the property manager who came out of the elevator to read the meter.

    I also met a young couple who went to the wrong apartment building.

    They probably just moved into this community and are not familiar with it.

    After seeing Yuan Bozhu, the two asked awkwardly, "Handsome guy, what building and unit is this?"

    Yuan Bozhu told them, and the other party nodded gratefully.

    The girl kindly said to Yuan Bozhu: "Are you waiting to unlock without a key? Why don't you go and sit with us for a while."

    "Need not."

    "Okay, let's go then, handsome guy bye!"

    "goodbye."

    The moment the elevator doors closed, the boy said to the girl: "How can you ask a man to go home!"

    The girl replied frankly: "He is handsome, look at it twice to make you look good."

    "Lust!"

    "Slightly slightly."

    But Yuan Bozhu didn't hear it.

    He has started consciousness meditation again.

    This is the best way to pass the time.

    Once you enter the realm of meditation and refining the gods, your attention to the surroundings will be reduced or even blocked.

    After Yuan Bozhu failed to break through the dream again, it was very late.

    Even Hiiragi Shu called him to ask when he would come home, but Lin Shuangxuan still showed no sign of coming back.

    Yuan Bozhu knew very well that as an important figure in the full text, Lin Shuangxuan's life would definitely not be in danger.

    Lin Shuanghuan's biggest crisis is that he is very likely to return to the villain's life without knowing it.

    But in the final analysis, this is not something that Yuan Bozhu can manage.

    He saved Lin Shuangxuan once, giving Lin Shuangxuan the ability to protect himself.

    In the future life, no one can force Lin Shuangxuan's choice.

    Whether to be an ordinary person or a villain is Lin Shuangxuan's own decision.

    "Brother...?" Hirao Shu urged on the other end of the phone, "Brother, you can't spend the night outside. Although Mom thinks it doesn't matter, Dad is already angry. If there is nothing important, come back."

    Is it urgent to wait for Lin Shuangxuan?

    Yuan Bozhu couldn't answer for a moment.

    In the end, it was Yuan Jilang's roaring voice that narrowed Yuan Bozhu's choices down to only one answer.

    "If you dare to stay out at night like your brother, just see if there will be a police car to catch you later!"

    Hiiragi scolded him over there for making a fuss, but Yuan Jilang said very seriously: "I will never allow my son to spend the night outside for no reason! No, no, impossible! Before you decide to get married, you can't do it."Do something irresponsible!"

    "..." Yuan Bozhu felt his temples start to hurt.

    He had no choice but to say wearily before Yuan Jilang actually went to the police: "I'm coming back now."

    "What are you running for? Ah? We are ghosts!"

    "Look, the international department is full of sissies. I just scared him, and he threw himself off."

    "I'm not a mother... a mother..."

    Holding the schoolbag in his arms, Lori slowly got up from the ground.Fear was written all over his already transparently white face.

    "Hahahahaha!" A boy wearing the ceremonial school uniform of Qian City No. 1 Middle School laughed loudly, "You are not a concubine, you are an eunuch?"

    Several people around laughed.

    Lori pursed her lips, not wanting to speak.

    He is a freshman, and his international lingua franca is not very good yet. It is not a problem to communicate with his classmates, but it is very disadvantageous to talk to the natives of Qiancheng in the high school.

    In fact, he didn't offend the few people in front of him. It was purely a collective hostility that caused Lori to be bullied.

    The international department and the high school department have always been inconsistent.

    Especially these days.

    Due to the great momentum of the school celebration next month, the school plans to set the venue for the grand theater of the International Department.

    This incident was strongly opposed by some students of the International Department.

    Tieba is full of people who hold opposing opinions and express fierce speeches.

    The International Department of Qian City No. 1 Middle School is not for the purpose of exporting talents, but an independent college for some foreign students who are not good enough in general language.

    The International Department is dedicated to teaching buildings, cafeterias and playgrounds. Under normal circumstances, high school students are not allowed to enter casually.

    Because all the buildings in the International Department of Qian City No. 1 Middle School were donated by the parents of the students.

    They have a strong sense of superiority and territoriality, and believe that ordinary high school students do not deserve to enjoy the excellent environment they spend money to create.

    So don't want students from high school to occupy their space.

    But in the end, the school made a mandatory decision on this matter, and no one could refute it.

    Because no matter whose parents donated these buildings at first, they all belong to Qian City No. 1 Middle School now.

    In this short confrontation, the high school students thought they had won the overall victory, and their dislike of the international department also increased.

    No one likes people who look down on themselves.

    Lori is pure cannon fodder.

    He just went to school as usual, passing by the stationery store to buy a few pens, and just after paying the bill, he met a few boys who didn't like the international department.

    They started off with insults, but when they found Lorry timid and weak-tempered, they intensified.

    "He has long hair and wears a pink sweater, and there are a group of girls in the post bar who call him cutie... It's amazing, isn't it disgusting."

    "Didn't you see, there was a post that was so funny that he was given five husbands, hahaha, who the hell would a normal man want to be someone's wife? It really is from the International Department, it's really fun!"

    They cornered Lori in the stationery store and had a sneer.

    Lori wanted to explain, firstly, he didn't like being called cutie, and secondly, he didn't like any of the five.

    But he spoke too slowly, and just said something: "I didn't..."

    He was interrupted by the person opposite: "Aren't you guys in the international department quite rich? I see that you can't finish eating every day, or why don't you treat us to a cup of milk tea."

    Lori is rich, but he doesn't want to invite these people to drink milk tea.

    He refuses.

    So it was no surprise that he was double bullied by the other party.

    They got to work, pulling his hair, tugging at the straps of his schoolbag.Although it didn't hit him, it also made him very scared.

    Sure enough, as the seniors and sisters said, the boys in the high school are all gangsters, ruffians, and hooligans.

    Unqualified guys.

    When Lori gets home, he will tell Daddy to contact the principal, and he must deal with these bad and stupid guys and avenge himself.

    Just as Lori's hair was being pulled painfully and tears were streaming down his face, he suddenly heard a low and indifferent voice.

    "Step aside."

    Those two concise words, with an uncompromising tone, seemed like an order.

    Lori quietly raised his eyes to see that it was a very tall boy. He had only reached his shoulders, and he didn't even see his face.

    Lori thought excitedly: Ah, it's a hero who saved the beauty.

    This is his favorite novel plot.

    Hope the person who saved him turned his head to be a handsome guy.

    A few people on the opposite side asked ambiguously, "What are you doing?"

    The man said lightly: "Go out."

    A few of them almost blocked the door of the stationery store.

    Yuan Bozhu wanted to leave after buying the notebook, but they blocked him.

    After hearing his answer, Lori bit her lip, thinking, there really isn't a single good thing in high school.

    At this moment, Lori's schoolbag strap was finally torn off by them, and the bag fell to the ground with a snap.

    Those boys took the few pens he just bought, and said disdainfully: "Just treat us as filial to us, and next time you see us, stay away."

    Then he waved his hand generously to Yuan Bozhu, who was also in high school: "Let's go, let's make way for you."

    The pocket money in Lori's bag can buy a lot of pens, but it was the first time he was robbed, so scared and angry, he squatted on the ground holding his schoolbag and started crying.

    With a squat, he happened to block Yuan Bozhu again.

    It was impossible for Yuan Bozhu to step over him directly, so he could only look down at him.

    Blonde, with obvious characteristics of a student from the International Department.

    Yuan Bozhu probably knew what was going on.

    There are always some people who bully the weak and fear the strong, and hate the International Department, but they dare not really go to make trouble.So catch a single one and start taking the opportunity to run wild.

    "Why are you crying, what a fucking motherfucker, you can cry and cry about such a trivial matter, I'm really convinced."

    "Gays are like this, they are not men at all."

    Those boys all showed impatient expressions.

    Yuan Bozhu has never been a nosy person.

    Although he felt that this student from the International Department was a bit unlucky, it had nothing to do with him after all.

    Getting into trouble for a stranger was not his style.

    So he didn't plan to teach them a lesson.

    What's more, they had already turned around to leave.

    "Gays don't necessarily have to be so sissy, that Lin Shuangxuan is okay, I think I can accept his kind of gay, at least a man has a masculine look."

    "Is Lin Shuangxuan gay?"

    "I don't know, I heard what others said."

    "Lin Shuangxuan is not very good either, he can pretend to be someone. It's annoying to death. Don't you know, now everyone is saying that he is a psychopath. Anyway, it's not good to be gay—oh, what are you doing??”

    Yuan Bozhu didn't know when, he had already walked to the side of the person who spoke.

    He took back Lori's pen with a cold face.

    The other party stared, ready to swear aggressively, Yuan Bozhu raised his hand to touch his neck.

    With a quick and heavy blow, the boy was instantly speechless.

    Yuan Bozhu said: "Speak carefully."

    Acupuncture does not require cultivation, and it does not cause much harm to the body, so it is very convenient to use.

    The three people on the opposite side were obviously taken aback by Yuan Bozhu's actions.

    The person who received acupuncture was panicked and opened his mouth for a long time.

    Yuan Bozhu returned the pen to Lori, helped him up, and left straight away.

    He really doesn't like to meddle in his own business.

    But also don't want to hear other people's gossip about Lin Shuangxuan.

    To Yuan Bozhu's surprise, as soon as he walked out of the stationery store, he saw Lin Shuangxuan running towards him.

    After running in front of him, Lin Shuangxuan stood at attention and said, "Hey! Good morning!"

    "Good morning."

    He originally thought that Lin Shuangxuan was probably angry about what happened on Friday after two days of no contact.

    But it doesn't look like it now.

    Lin Shuangxuan was still the same as before, showing him the brightest smile and opening his arms full of vitality.

    But today, there is a little more step.

    Lin Shuangxuan first asked Yuan Bozhu, "Can I give you a hug?"

    Yuan Bozhu stretched out his arms to embrace him first, and then said: "Yes."

    "Hey." Lin Shuangxiu rubbed against his neck.

    This hug was very short, Yuan Bozhu felt that they just met each other, and immediately separated.

    They walked to the school, Yuan Bozhu had been looking for an opportunity to apologize to Lin Shuangxuan for what happened on Friday.

    For that chaotic kiss, and for everything he hadn't been able to explain to Lin Shuangxuan.

    But Lin Shuangxuan walked beside him, chatting excitedly with him about the interesting things that happened in the cafe during the weekend.

    It seemed that he didn't have any negative emotions. The two days when he didn't contact Yuan Bozhu, he didn't ignore him on purpose, but spent it by himself in a normal way.

    Before entering the classroom, Yuan Bozhu stopped suddenly, grabbed Lin Shuanghuan's dancing arms, and wanted to chat with him.

    As a result, as soon as we met, Lin Shuangxiu frowned unnaturally, and made a "hiss" sound unconsciously from his mouth.

    "What's wrong?" Yuan Bozhu immediately let go.

    Lin Shuangxuan was very calm, rubbed his arms and said, "It's too hot to make coffee."

    Making coffee will burn my little arm...

    It was hard for Yuan Bozhu not to suspect that this was a blurted lie.

    "Is it serious?"

    "Fortunately, you also know that my recovery ability is super good."

    Yuan Bozhu looked at him for a long time, and finally hummed: "Okay."

    Originally, Yuan Bozhu thought that this was the moment when he was in the worst mood today.

    Until the morning reading, the class teacher Old Zhao said:

    "Come on, students, we changed seats today. Some students mentioned that they couldn't see the front row because of their height, so this time we will arrange them according to their height and try for a week first."

    As soon as the words fell, there was a lot of complaints in the classroom.

    Because the last time they changed seats, many people had adjusted them privately, and they sat together with good relationships, and each got his own place.

    If it is based on height, many people have to choose positions that they don't want to go to.

    Lin Shuangxuan fell on the table as if his soul had been emptied, his eyes lost their brightness, he turned his head to look at Yuan Bozhu, and said:

    "Goodbye, my happy life."

    Yuan Bozhu didn't speak.

    Because he is also in a bad mood.

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