"Quick time travel" long way to chase his wife

Chapter 179

Yunchu has lived a life without worrying about food and clothing since he was a child. In his cognition, all boys his age should go to school every day, play basketball with their good friends, and together-you are my obsession Nian-discuss the stars and girls you like, and then meet up to have sex together, instead of carrying the whole family on your shoulders when you are not yet an adult.

Yun Chu looked at Mo Chi in front of him, the admiration in his eyes was not concealed in the slightest. This young man let him see a side he had never seen in his 17 years of life before. The ground propped up the crumbling home in his mouth.

"Mr. Mo, you are really amazing. You have to do so much work every day, and you have to go to school. The most important thing is that your grades are good! You are really the strongest person I have ever met."

When Mo Chi heard Yun Chu's exaggerated but sincere praise, when he wasn't paying attention, his pretty brows frowned imperceptibly.

"Did you not understand what I just said?" Mo Chi frowned and asked him.

Yun Chu came back to look at his expression, smiled a little embarrassedly, but shook his head: "I understand, you said that you have to take care of your sick grandma and eight younger siblings... you really It’s amazing.” He said another compliment to the other party.

Mo Chi: "..."

Mo Chi reminded him: "I explained to you the reason why I was so indifferent to you before, you..."

"Oh... you said that," Yun Chu looked at him, and smiled indifferently, his delicate and slightly immature face under the flashing street lights carried the innocence and fearlessness that a boy of this age should have, He said: "I am a person who always does things as I like. It is my freedom to make friends with whoever I like, so I don't care what others say."

Having said that, he paused for a moment and lowered his voice, "From the first time I saw you on the side of the road that day, I felt that you were different from everyone else... Student Mo, I really want to have sex with you." friend's."

The yellow-green rental car drove forward steadily all the way. Through the flashing street lights, Mo Chi saw the expression on Yunchu's face at this moment. It was serious, nervous, and full of anticipation.

Mo Chi's Adam's apple slid up and down for a moment, controlled the urge to hold the person in his arms and kissed, turned his eyes away from looking at the other person, and silently said a few words in his heart that they are still underage, and then the fire in his lower abdomen pressed down.

"Classmate Mo?" Yun Chu looked at Mo Chi nervously, trying to see the expression on his face, he spoke with hesitation in his voice, "You, do you want to make a statement?"

"What's the point?" Mo Chi asked him.

Yunchu: "Do you want to be friends with me? I'm serious." Yunchu looked at Mo Chi's indifferent face, not sure what the other person was thinking, and his tone was a little eager.

Mo Chi burst out laughing with a "puchi", and said in a teasing tone, "People who don't know what you said think you are in a hurry to confess."

Yun Chu choked on him, and the cousin on his face was stunned for a moment, and then under Mo Chi's smiling eyes, the tips of his ears turned red.

"How can you talk nonsense..." His eyes wandered, and he turned to look at the street scene outside the window.

"Okay." After a while, after Night Breeze finally cooled his hot cheeks slightly, Yunchu heard the nice voice of the young boy beside him, who said to him, "My friend."

Being friends, being friends, why does it feel a bit wrong...

After being overjoyed, Yunchu began to ponder the difference between the two in his heart. The taxi stopped at the gate of a commercial area. Mo Chi and Yunchu got off the car. The young man took out a small amount of cash from his pocket. , took out ten yuan and handed it to the driver. Yun Chu, who was carrying a schoolbag at the side, watched his movements, opened his mouth, and silently stuffed the Armani wallet back in his pocket.

After paying the fare, Mo Chi turned around and looked at him with a smile: "Here we are, you should go back quickly."

Yun Chu looked at the smile on his face, and for some reason suddenly felt a little bit reluctant, he reached out and pointed behind the tall osmanthus tree in the community, "My family lives there, you...would you like to go up and sit down?" ?”

The smile on Mo Chi's face remained unchanged: "Another day, it's too late today, so I won't cause trouble for my uncle and aunt."

"I live alone..." Yun Chu stared at the fallen leaves that the cleaners hadn't cleaned up on the ground, his voice couldn't be heard clearly in the night, but Mo Chi could hear it clearly, his eyes softened.

"Forget it, there is still class tomorrow, you go back and have a good rest."

"Oh..." Yunchu heard him refuse again, and didn't say anything else. He stretched out his toes and pulled the dead leaf on the ground to his feet, and then gently rolled it back and forth, "Okay, then you should go back to rest early .”

Mo Chi smiled and nodded, "Got it."

Yun Chu raised his head and glanced at his right hand, and then at the wound on his face, with unavoidable worry in his tone: "The medicine I gave you, remember to wipe it when you go back, otherwise...or go to the hospital ..."

"It's okay, it's just some skin trauma." Mo Chi comforted him with a smile, and moved his right hand to prove that he wasn't lying.

Enduring the excruciating pain calmly, he looked at Yun Chu and said, "Look, isn't it good? It's just scary to look at. Well, go back quickly, or it will be too late if you don't go back."

"OK then."

Yun Chu turned around and walked a few steps towards the neighborhood. Mo Chi had been watching him silently behind him. After walking a few steps, Yun Chu seemed to have a feeling and turned his head.

Mo Chi held the bag in his hand and smiled at him. The boy's smile under the light was warm, comparable to the warm sun in the spring of March.Yun Chu looked at him, and also smiled, his brows and eyes curved.

After watching Yunchu leave, the smile on Mo Chi's face gradually faded. He turned around and reached out to the side of the road to stop a taxi. After the driver stopped, he opened the door and sat in it.

When the car stopped outside the dilapidated courtyard gate, it was already twelve o'clock in the evening. Mo Chi handed the loose change to the driver, then opened the car door and got out of the car. figure.

The elderly man's eyesight had deteriorated severely, and he could only vaguely see a figure walking towards him. She tentatively called Mo Chi's name, and Mo Chi responded, and stepped forward with the bag in his hand.

Grandma Mo heard Mo Chi's voice, and a smile appeared on her wrinkled face, but after he walked in, she saw the injury on the boy's face through the dim light in the corridor.

Tears immediately filled the cloudy eyes, and Grandma Mo's lips trembled: "Ah Chi, you fought with someone else again, didn't you?"

Mo Chi stepped forward, held the old man's hand with his uninjured left hand, and said in a low and gentle voice, "Grandma, no."

Grandma Mo looked at the corners of his bruised lips, her eyes were full of distress, she moved her mouth and wanted to say something, but in the end she just sighed deeply: "It's fine, it's fine, come in, Grandma will give you Apply medicine..."

Mo Chi followed Grandma Mo into the door, looked at the living room less than twenty square meters in front of him and the furniture that had obviously broken arms and legs before the year, touched the 200 yuan cash he earned today from repairing the computer, and spat out deeply from his lungs. Take a breath.

He has never realized how important money is at a moment like now.

Grandma Mo asked him to sit on the sofa first, then she staggered and took out the medicine box behind the TV, then squinted her eyes and used the weak light to treat the wound on the person's body.

By the time I got back to the room where I was resting, it was almost a little late.

There are many people in the family, but Mo Chi was allocated a room by himself. This is because Grandma Mo said that he had to make room for him in order to allow him to have a quiet study environment. The room was very small, less than ten square meters, and a picture After the single bed and desk, there is almost no place to step down.

Mo Chi turned on the lamp on the table, glanced at the old but clean and tidy room, took out the medicine that Yunchu bought for him, and reapplied himself.

The injury on his body will not heal within ten days and a half months, and going to the bar will not work anymore. Mo Chi is lying on the bed, his brain starts to run at high speed, thinking of ways to make money, and his relaxed body starts to feel tired after a while Well, Mo Chi didn't even know when he fell asleep. He only knew that when he opened his eyes, it was already the next morning.

In front of him was an infinitely magnified face, and Mo Chi's drowsiness was instantly frightened away. He pushed away the soft face with a wooden face, and sat up from the bed.

"Brother Achi, you're awake!" The child's soft voice sounded sweetly in the room. Mo Chi looked down at Xiao Douding, who was less than one meter in front of him, and looked from the two liquid-sliding holes hanging under his nose. However, with a helpless expression: "Shuai Shuai, how many times have I told you to wipe the snot out of your nose."

"Oh." The boy named Shuai Shuai nodded obediently after listening to his words, then raised his sleeve and wiped it boldly, and there was a layer of shiny film on the clean cuff.

Mo Chi: "..."

Granny Mo heard the voice appearing by the door, looked at the two people in the room staring at each other, and deliberately lowered her face: "Shuai Shuai, how many times have I told you not to disturb my brother's sleep, come out quickly, or I won't have breakfast .”

As soon as Shuai Shuai heard that his breakfast was about to run out, he immediately turned around and ran out with his butt pouted: "Shuai Shuai's meal!"

The child's voice gradually faded away with the sound of footsteps. Grandma Mo shook her head helplessly and smiled, then turned her head to look at Mo Chi on the bed with gentle eyes: "Get up quickly when you wake up, breakfast is ready."

Mo Chi nodded. When he changed his clothes and went out, he saw that the long table in the small living room was already full of people. Grandma Mo was scooping porridge for the children. There were eight children, the oldest He was 12 years old, and the youngest was three years old. After seeing him coming out, all sixteen eyes looked at him, and obediently called out, "Brother Mo Chi."

In this life plus the following four lives, Mo Chi had never been with so many children, so he didn't know what expression he should put on for a while.

Fortunately, several children knew his character, and stopped talking after calling someone.

After dinner, Mo Chi helped Grandma Mo put the dirty bowls into the sink while there was still time. The old man was wearing a blue cloth coat with a knitted hat on his head, and was standing at the sink, brushing his hands. Wan, everyone who should go to school at home has left, and only a handsome three-year-old is left sitting on the sofa in the living room and drawing.

Mo Chi came to the kitchen with his schoolbag on his back, and handed over the 200 yuan that was wrinkled in his hands to the old man.

Grandma Mo looked at the money in his hand in a daze, and when she came to her senses, she refused to accept anything.

The old man's eyes were red, and he pushed Mo Chi's skinny but firm hand. She said, "You are still a child, and grandma can't ask for your money. You can keep it with you."

Mo Chi said it was the salary from the boss, and he still had money. Grandma Mo wouldn't believe anything. She was old, but she was not stupid. A child who hadn't grown up could find a good place to work. Mo Chi She has seen all the injuries on her body in the past two years, but she can't do anything except be sad.

That's the child she brought up...

The old man refused too much, Mo Chi didn't say anything, he just stuffed the money into the other party's pocket, then turned and left.

No. 2 Middle School started class on time at eight o'clock, and when Mo arrived at school late, it was less than [-] minutes before class started.

Yunchu was already sitting in his seat. The young man was wearing a bright yellow Tom and Jerry sweater. His eyebrows and eyes were exquisite, like a little prince, but at the moment there was lingering worry on his face, and his eyes kept looking at At the door of the classroom, with anxiety.

It wasn't until he saw Mo Chi's tall figure appearing at the door that he widened his eyes and the corners of his lips could not help but rise.

The appearance of Mo Chi made the originally noisy class quiet for a moment. The students in the class looked at him with various emotions in their eyes. A few people who usually couldn't understand his condescending look snorted coldly. , put your head down and do your own thing.

Looking at the classmates in the class, Yun Chu frowned deeply with his delicate brows. He didn't know that there would be people who never made any mistakes, but could always suffer from isolation and rejection.

The class bell rang at this time, Yun Chu raised his hand and waved at Mo Chi: "Mo Chi, good morning."

The young man's voice was clear and clean, and the smile on his face was full of vitality, like the sun at eight or nine o'clock in the morning. It was very contagious. Mo Chi slightly softened the lines on his face, and walked over: "Good morning."

The familiar tone of the two made the other students look sideways. Didn't the two of them still look like they were flattering and indifferent yesterday?When did the relationship get so good?

Yun Chu pulled him back on the stool and looked at him with a smile.

"Thank you." Mo Chi smiled, put down his schoolbag and finished it. Yun Chu looked at his hands that could move freely, with surprise in his eyes, but more of happiness: "Is your injury healed?"

"Well, it's not serious in the first place." Mo Chi replied.

Yun Chu bent his eyes when he heard his words, and wanted to open his mouth to speak, but saw the teacher walking in holding the test paper, so he could only swallow all the words that came out of his mouth, but his hands under the desk were restless, and he quietly put ink away. A pack of milk was stuffed into Chi's desk box.