MTL - The Villain is Outrageously Beautiful-Chapter 106 Childhood

Xu Xingzhi remembered it, it was once the same thing.

That was when Xu Xingzhi was four years old. At that time, they still had a family and a mother. Mother asked her brother to take the younger brother to the town to go to the market, buy some feet of cloth millet, and then buy two pairs of soft and point shoes.

She was so ill that she couldn’t make a sound, and the soles were too difficult for her. Fortunately, there are still a few acres of real estate at home, and it is very good to rely on rent collection. She is consciously too unqualified to be a mother, and she owes a pair of young children. Therefore, in the event of a big deal, the subsidy will not be overwhelmed.

Before the two brothers left, she called the masons of the house to rent her house, let him bring two children to the city, and he was very eager to take care of his younger brother.

It was probably when I was a child, I saw my parents being deceived by the priests of the tour. Xu Pingsheng was always alert. Whoever said it would not be convinced. At a young age, he would be an old-fashioned person: "Yes."

Unexpectedly, Xu Xingzhi squatted on the window of the small courtyard, swaying out of the window and revealing a small face like a jade snow: "Brother, go."

The four-year-old Xu Xingzhi is taller than the same-aged child, and his feet are very strong. He jumps in the field like a small voles. A pair of old and new shoes are in the water filled with new rain. In the pit, I stepped out of the Gongshangjiao Zheng Yu: "Brother! Is it nice? I will give you a little song to come out."

Xu Pingsheng had a face, thinking, the puppy loved to step on the puddle.

Because there is some wealth in the family, it is not necessary to compete with the loess. Compared with those of the farmer's family, Xu Pingsheng is very self-respecting. He is followed by a tenant, Xu Xingzhi, who is not educated. He really does not give him a face.

In this case, he did not give Xu Xing's face: "You are wearing my old shoes, don't step on the mud."

Xu Xingzhi's cheeks were thick, his eyes bent and smiled, and he jumped two times, and continued his own song with an ending: "Zhong Shu, is it nice?"

Zhong Shu uncle smiled and said half-heartedly: "Good to hear."

Xu Pingsheng saw that he was disobedient, and he felt that the majesty of his elder brother was greatly challenged. He chased him and knocked his head: "Look at you and make a mudful idea! Isn't it for me to wash you?! Also, I entered the town. What should I do if I am defamed?!"

Xu Xingzhi’s eyes were like washed grapes, beautiful and awkward, and they looked like a little fox: "Then we have lunch."

Xu Ping was so angry that his head was big: "...roll!"

Because this little thing is too shameful, Xu Ping was afraid of being a colleague of Xiaoyan, and he deliberately opened a distance with him after entering the town. Xu Xingzhi also knew that it was too much trouble, and caused his brother to be angry. He took his head and followed suit, but he was very well-behaved.

This well-behaved called Xu Pingsheng relaxed his vigilance.

There are a lot of people on the set, and the pot of a pot is like a chestnut that has just been out of the pot. After walking for half an hour in the market, Xu Pingsheng saw a pair of good shoes and turned to look at Xu Xingzhi to see it, but he did not see the eyes.

He took a moment, and the cold sweat brushed out, grabbing Zhong Zhong: "Where?"?

Zhong Shu was fainted by the lively world of flowers and flowers. When Xu Pingsheng took him, he only returned to God. Obviously he could not answer his question.

Xu Pingsheng spread him, his eyes turned a few turns, and the tears fell.

The thick nerves of Zhongshu’s mud-like tile have been tightened for a long time, and the mouth is eating and comforting Xu Pingsheng: “Life, nothing, walk, there is money on the body, and it’s smart, even if it’s taken, it’s taken, he’s also will not……"

Xu Pingsheng couldn’t listen to him at all.

In the next two hours, he squeezed in the crowd and squeezed away. He would only say "Do you see my brother"? The tip of the tongue is woody, the tongue is bitter, the face is dry and wet, only It’s just that you can’t live and die.

He walked from the beginning to the end of the street, obsessed with a heart, and filled with tenderness for a while. He thought that if he found him, he would never fight him again from now on. He would bite his teeth again, his fists tickle, and he wouldn’t want to blow him up immediately. s head.

Xu Xingzhi happened to crash into his eyes when he developed an emotional attack.

He was kneeling by the street, holding the long strips wrapped in ochre.

Xu Pingsheng’s blood surged in an instant, and his head slammed several times. Waiting for him to come back again, Xu Xingzhi has been stumped by him, and he has added several big footprints to his body, holding his stomach in the corner and holding his stomach in the corner.

Xu Ping was born with a heartfelt heart, and his face covered his face with a skunk: "Where have you died? Ah?! You still have a face back? Why don't you die directly outside?"

At the end of the day, he simply couldn't help but cry out.

Xu Xingzhi climbed up with a dusty face, rubbed his nose, hugged Xu Pingsheng's waist, rubbed his hand back and forth on the placket, and cautiously wiped his tears: "I won't be here after I can't find you." Yeah, when my brother is looking for it... it’s a mistake, and I’ll change it afterwards...”

"You change, you change every time." Xu Pingsheng cried and said, "How do I spread your brother?"

Xu Xingzhi does not say anything.

After Xu Ping’s life, he looked at the things that had been tightly guarded in his arms, and scolded him with anger: “You should not put money on you! What did you buy?”

Xu Xingzhi was not played very lightly. Just eager to aunt his brother and apologize, he still didn't think there was anything. At this time, the blood began to flow back before he knew the pain. He slowly unfolded the crepe and showed the things inside to Xu Pingsheng.

"This is the headline that I bought for my mother. The mother is white and the red headline is nice."

Xu Pingsheng ignored the little thing, took out another thing, and fixed his eyes, his head swelled and swelled again: "...what is this?"

Xu Xingzhi honestly said: "The boys in the village love to play snoring. I want to buy a wooden sword for my brother, and I won’t lose if I fight."

Xu Pingsheng never felt that he and the group of stinky boys could play together. Instead, Xu Xingzhi always looked like a child king, and naturally recognized his guilt: "It is obviously you want to play, less to push I am coming up."

Xu Xingzhi got up and whispered and whispered: "I don't. I have a sword, I cut it myself, but I don't have this sword." Brother is not a good-looking thing."

Xu Ping was a hot heart, but the voice was still warm and not hot: "I don't like this thing. Go back."

Xu Xingzhi did not dare to provoke Xu Pingsheng to be angry, holding a sword and limping in front, Xu Pingsheng followed, and a heart in the chamber was sour and soft, and he was a wandering Xu Xingzhi, also a wolverine himself.

Out of such a mess, the shoes are naturally not bought. Xu Xingzhi went back and brushed the dirty mud shoes and brushed them for a long time until they could not wear them again.

In a few years, Xu Xingzhi appeared in front of the pair of shoes that Xu Pingsheng had seen.

The small children's shoes are square and square, and the red cloth tiger heads are made with exquisite beads, and they look at Xu Xingzhi vividly. It looks like auspicious and festive, very suitable for four-year-old children, but it is not suitable for Xu Xingzhi who has grown up.

Xu Pingsheng pulled out the small shoes in the paper bag and put it back in cherished place. He hugged him in his arms and looked forward to seeing a face that he had known before. "Have you ever seen a child with such a big foot?"

Xu Xingzhi sat down on the steps and swayed down.

Meng Zhongguang was shocked. He hugged Xu Xingzhi's waist and sat down with him: "... Brother, nothing, nothing."

Xu Pingsheng was also shocked, followed by kneeling down.

He couldn't tell why, for the sake of seeing the youth in front of him, his heart was followed by an uncomfortable feeling: "You..."

Xu Xingzhi opened his arms and put Xu Pingsheng into his arms.

The person in the middle of the body was very soft. Xu Xingzhi felt it. He shook his hand and opened the square scarf he wore on his neck. He saw a circle of stitch marks on the teeth of his beak behind his neck.

Xu Xingzhi refused to speak, and only held the people in his arms tighter.

Xu Pingsheng is very disgusted with the physical contact of the human body. He is tempted to touch his hair for half a day, but he feels that this embrace is different from the embrace of the side, so he squats down. Like a brother, he caught Xu’s head and kissed him.

"Not afraid." Xu Pingsheng whispered, "Not afraid."

Xu Pingsheng, holding this strange young man, thought of the younger brother who didn’t know where he was in the chaotic time and space. He thought, if one person can hold him like him, pet him, then there should be How nice.

Thinking this way, his full warmth finally has a place to be pinned.

He groaned, holding the head of the youth and stroking it.

The same blood, staying in the two, and attracting each other, finally become a not perfect circle.

The recognition of this failure was unexpected. Fortunately, his heart is big, and there is more than one news.

When Xu Pingsheng finally gave up Xu Xingzhi, he had already drunk half a pot of tea and wiped his mouth. He said, "Go, walk with me."

Meng Zhongguang profoundly remembered all the circumstances after the last visit to the fourth visit. He had a bit of disgust with him. The food-protected place hooked Xu Xingzhi’s arm and stared at him with vigilance.

The four-dan phoenix eyes flashed a lot: "You can go with you. Qu Chi also goes."

This short all the way, Yu Si has easily mixed Qu Chi into his acquaintance.

Xu Xingzhi walked away from the sadness and raised his head and said: "There is someone left here."

“What are you staying behind?” He said, “Some of you...”

Meng Zhongguang interrupted him: "...is a dozen."

He snorted and looked up. Obviously, he did not expect that the small tea house could hide the dragon and the tiger to this point.

If he is carrying more than a dozen people, even if it is night, it will be inevitable.

And he wants to bring Xu Xing where they go, and it needs absolute confidentiality and security.

I don’t want to say where I want to take them to see people. It’s a very important thing to say that it’s not very convenient. It’s better to take them to see you.

Meng Zhongguang’s heart is inevitably suspicious. He whispered to Xu Xingzhi: “Senior brother, this person is very weird. Don’t you want to earn us to see the nine lights?”

Xu Xingzhi answered the question: "He won't."

Just then, a gentle voice came from above the stairs: "I will stay."

Xu Pingsheng looked up.

Yuan Ruzhen, dressed in a dark cloak, stood quietly on the second floor. The large hood and veil covered her with all her bones: "I don't think that the magic road will know our whereabouts so quickly."

Meng Zhongguang did not salty and sneered: "...Is there already one knowing it?"

He rubbed his head back and gave him a heartless smile.

Yuan Ruyi’s temperament is still fairly secure, and the people are temporarily handed over to her, and Xu Xingzhi can be assured.

It was agreed to start, Xu Xingzhi and Meng Chongguang went upstairs and delivered the situation to the disciples simply, asking them to wait here with peace of mind.

Xu Xingzhi specifically said: "You can't see the sun in the week, if you can't come back tonight, it's coming back tomorrow night. Don't worry."

When Xu Xingzhi appeased the disciples, Xu Ping stalked to the outside of the house and did not know what to do.

On the fourth day, he sat down with Qu Chi, and slowly drank the remaining half of the pot of tea.

On the other side, Yuan Ruyi returned to her private room, and when she looked at the sleeping clothes that fell on the bench and re-applied the clothes that fell to the ground, she suddenly heard the cracks in the window.

With the intuition developed in the wild for many years, Yuan Ruyi walked quickly to the side of the window, pulling open the window.

To her surprise, the person outside the window is Xu Pingsheng.

And she had no time to cover up, and had already told him to see the white skull and the empty eyes of his hood.

His toes point at the edge of the cornice, with his hands behind his back, staring straight at Yuan Ruyi, his eyes are dark and a raven, but they are all the same tenderness.

As a corpse, Xu Pingsheng and himself have been fighting for 13 years. The warmth of the whole day is far better than the sum of the past 13 years.

Yuan Ruyi turned his face and stepped back two steps, trying to avoid her old man. However, Xu Pingsheng was not close. He only stepped on the tiles on the cornices, just like the young boy in the first love, and his back was straight. I put aside some messy squares on my neck, and I whispered softly: "...Yuan Shijie."

Yuan Ruzhen suddenly shocked.

The Fengling disciples who returned from the self-regulation zone also had years of fellowship with her. However, after 13 years passed, they had already forgotten her voice, and even dared not regard this pile of white bones as Yuan Ruyi.

In the surprise of Yuan Ruzhen, the corpse in front of the eyes shyly smiled, put the hands behind his back in front of him, the dew swaying in the movement, a touch of elegant and elegant powdery white suddenly appeared in front of Yuan Ruzhen: "Yuan Shijie, you Look, I picked a flower for you."

The author has something to say: There are branches of wood in the mountains, and the heart is not known.