I Just Want to Freeload on Your Luck

Mingxi curled up in the quilt after taking a shower. He couldn't figure it out after thinking about it, and he didn't want to review it. He couldn't help but send a WeChat message to He Yang: "Could it be that boys are also upset every month?"

He Yang: "What happened?"

"Fu Yangxi and I originally planned to watch a movie, but he suddenly said that he was sleepy and would watch it another day."

Mingxi cracked and typed, wishing to tell He Yang what happened in the afternoon.

"What's the situation, does he hate me? Or when I heard me say those things about Shen Liyao and Dong Shen, I feel very boring and I don't want to listen anymore? But I don't want to share me after learning about his circle of friends. The circle of friends in the past?!"

"Couldn't he regret taking me as a little brother recently? He has been emphasizing that I don't call him the boss recently..."

The more Mingxi typed, the more indignant he became: "I can go back after accepting the younger brother, how can I do this?! If you don't talk about integrity, is it a man?!"

After a delay, He Yang returned a voice: "The boy is sleepy in three minutes, this is not okay."

Mingxi: "..."

He Yang: "By the way, I found one thing."

Mingxi: "What's wrong?"

He Yang was typing for a long time, and suddenly said: "Zhao Mingxi, have you noticed that the topics you have been talking to me these days are Fu Yangxi. It stands to reason that you have had a lot of contact with Ke Chengwen and Jiang Xiuqiu after you changed classes. , But you seem to have only mentioned Fu Yangxi to me the most."

"Search the chat history yourself."

This line of text jumped out of the dialog box unexpectedly, and Mingxi was shocked for a moment.

"what?"

...

She stared at this line of words blankly, her heart beating suddenly, and the blood rushed to the brain scalp.

That kind of feeling is hard to describe, it's like the sky spirit cover was opened in an instant, lightning struck down, and consciousness and thinking were completely blank for a moment.

She was reminded by He Yang that she realized that her attention had been too much on Fu Yangxi recently? !

I just stared at him in class and was criticized by Teacher Lu.

...Today I heard him say that even if the quilt of Ke Chengwen is soaked, he will provide a place to live, and there is a flash of loss in her heart-she has lost a ghost, how many years have people and Ke Chengwen known each other? How long has she known each other, isn't this normal? !

And that morning, when I saw Fu Yangxi carrying breakfast downstairs in the dormitory, and hearing that he was only coming to fetch his coat of tens of thousands of dollars, she was suddenly splashed with cold water—why did she have that emotional change? what? !

Mingxi sat up wrapped in a quilt, staring at the phone dumbfounded, suddenly wondering how to react.

I just feel dry and dry.

Next, what else He Yang sent over there? Mingxi didn't even have the thought to listen. She was in a trance while holding the phone.

...

At the same time, Fu Yangxi was lying on the bed unloved and staring at the ceiling, losing sleep again.

He couldn't sleep, and he didn't dare to sleep.

In the past, I tried to fall asleep with the mood of ‘little mask likes him’ and survived many nights with nightmares.

And now, Zhao Mingxi doesn't like him.

The nightmare is back.

Ke Chengwen pulled a group on WeChat and brought Jiang Xiuqiu in. The two sent condolences to each other.

Ke Chengwen: "Brother Xi, what are you doing? Did you use the candlelight dinner we taught you?"

Jiang Xiuqiu: "...Remove the word ‘men’, candlelight dinner? What kind of stuff? Using this trick will only make Zhao Mingxi question Fu Yangxi’s aesthetics."

Ke Chengwen: "Brother Xi, in fact, Zhao Mingxi doesn't like you now, it doesn't necessarily mean that he won't like you in the future! Life is so long, who can tell?! Jiang Xiuqiu, instead of blowing cold wind, you might as well find a way to make Zhao Mingxi like you. Brother Xi!"

Jiang Xiuqiu said: "Do you want to listen to my opinion? My opinion is that Zhao Mingxi likes Shen Liyao, and Fu Yangxi and Shen Liyao are two extreme types. The failure rate of prying corners is very high."

"It's no use dyeing your black hair, the personality gap is too big."

Fu Yangxi was lying on the bed with two rows of cold tears. From the bottom of my heart, I didn't believe that Zhao Mingxi would like him. But seeing Jiang Xiuqiu's words, my heart was stabbed, and my hair was instantly blown.

He stood up and scolded a paragraph.

"You, a pessimist named Jiang, can't spit out ivory in your dog's mouth. You must force me to break your relationship with you! Today Zhao Mingxi took the initiative to take me to the movie. :D"

Jiang Xiuqiu: "You don't listen to the loyalty, but if you listened to my advice before, stabilize your mind, don't be affectionate so quickly, now you won't end up in such a field. She pulls you to watch the movie because she feels embarrassed when she goes to your house, relieve it Atmosphere. Why don't you learn how to learn to gain wisdom?"

Fu Yangxi: "..."

Jiang Xiuqiu was so **** accurate.

The little mask seemed to be to ease the embarrassment and invited him to the movie.

And she and Shen Liyao saw a random movie.

...

Fu Yangxi's heart was broken into scum, and she lay back on the bed in the winter breeze.

After that, Ke Chengwen and Jiang Xiuqiu made some tricks, and Fu Yangxi didn't look at it anymore. He turned his face and looked out the window sleeplessly.

Gradually, the dim light penetrated halfway through the curtains.

It will dawn.

Fu Yangxi's eyes became panda eyes.

The hour hand points to five o'clock in the morning, and the consequence of not falling asleep for a moment is a splitting brain.

Fu Yangxi got up, washed her face with cold water, and went out to buy breakfast.

...

When Mingxi got up at more than seven o'clock, he found several different breakfasts on the microwave.

Fu Yangxi seemed to get up, and then went back to the room.

Fu Yangxi always has a low air pressure every morning. Even when he used to be in a good mood, stinky and triumphant, the first two classes of going to school still continued to sleep with an ugly face, which made people suspect that he was chased by a dog in a dream. Million meters.

Mingxi thought that he should still be asleep at the moment, so he didn't disturb him gently.

She packed up her things, put on a black down jacket, and planned to go out, but when she walked to the hallway, she glanced at the gray and black on her body, and thought that seeing Aunt Dong today, it would be better to change to a brighter color— —Aunt Dong said last time that she was always a little girl dressed in grey when she was young.

Mingxi didn't want the Dong family to feel that he was doing a bad job.

After hesitating, she returned to the room and replaced the other pink jacket she brought yesterday.

Fu Yangxi absentmindedly fighting high on the sofa in the room, hearing the movement outside, he quickly raised his eyes and glanced.

Because the room door was not closed, he could see Zhao Mingxi walking outside. The little mask went out and came back, changed into better-looking clothes, closed the door and went out.

Fu Yangxi hesitated how to go out to say hello, and what reason would she use to let her go home early in the evening and have dinner together.

Fu Yangxi thought bitterly, although the candlelight dinner is dirty, what if it's useful?

As a result, he was thinking, and he heard Zhao Mingxi's soft footsteps walking towards the door of his room.

Some of the tangled problems in Fu Yangxi's mind were immediately emptied and disconnected. He nervously lifted the quilt and jumped onto the bed, before closing his eyes and pretending to sleep.

...

When Mingxi saw that Fu Yangxi's door was not completely closed, he walked over cautiously.

"Fu Shao?" She whispered and knocked gently on the door.

No one should.

Mingxi noticed from the corner of the door that most of the dark green and white striped quilt on Fu Yangxi's bed had fallen on the ground, and she couldn't help but walk in gently.

Fu Yangxi fell asleep with her back to her, with only a small piece of quilt on her body. She looked hurried. She was wearing white short sleeves on her upper body and the boy's delicate arms were exposed.

I fell asleep without a quilt, and the cold will recur tomorrow.

Mingxi picked up the quilt on the ground and yanked at him laboriously. Because he was afraid of waking him, Mingxi moved extremely slowly. He pulled up halfway, and went around the window to continue pulling.

So the line of sight couldn't help falling on his face.

Fu Yangxi's eyes were tightly closed, her lips were tightly pressed, she didn't know if she was having a nightmare or something, her eyelashes trembled violently. A bunch of short red hair curled up in front of his forehead.

Mingxi pulled on the quilt and stood still staring at him for a while.

I don't know if it was because the cold was not completely healed, and he drank less water, and his tightly pressed lips showed signs of pale and cracked.

When he fell asleep, his eyes were not fierce, and the small teary mole at the end of his right eye lightened his irritability a little, and made him a little more youthful and delicate.

...I have to admit that the arrogant prince is quite handsome.

When he came back to his senses, Ming Xi's eyes had already lingered between Fu Yangxi's eyebrows and lips dozens of times!

She was tensed, and He Yang's words of last night burst into her mind.

WeChat chat search history——

The three characters "Fu Yangxi" are 1096.

There are more than a thousand! Mingxi was dumbfounded after searching for it last night, she had never found it before!

Mingxi swallowed, his face started to burn unconsciously.

She seemed to have a guilty conscience, she didn't dare to look again, stepped back, and left Fu Yangxi's room lightly.

...

Mingxi carried her schoolbag on her back, boiled water in the living room, left a post-it note "Remember to drink hot water", and hurried away.

The room calmed down quickly.

Fu Yangxi held his breath, almost out of breath, he took a deep breath before slowly opening his eyes.

She didn't like him and covered him with a quilt!

He didn't let her be called ‘Brother Xi’, or ‘Boss’, but she really called ‘Fu Shao’ in a kind-hearted manner, and he was panicked again.

...

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Mingxi and Dong Hui and Dong Shen made an appointment to meet at the mall.

After two years of going abroad, Dong Shen's taste has improved a lot, and he is no longer the little fat man. He is now 1.78 meters tall and dressed very cool, making him a beautiful boy. Walking beside Mingxi, the two attracted a lot of attention together.

Last time, it was Dong Hui who asked about Mingxi's situation in the past two years, but this time, Mingxi had the opportunity to talk to Dong Shen, his young playmate.

"Sister Mingxi, you have really changed a lot. Of course, you have not changed in your bones, but you have changed on the outside." Dong Shen blushed a little when he saw Mingxi. He was not good at expressing. When she came out, she would be a little bit timid when facing everything strange here, but now Mingxi can't do it, she has a courageous personality and does whatever she thinks of.

Mingxi smiled and said, "So are you, more handsome."

In fact, they have all changed a lot. After two years of absence, it is really impressive.

Dong Shen asked again: "Is your face completely better?"

Dong's family went abroad after Mingxi entered the Zhao family and Mingxi's grandma passed away.

There was an accident on Mingxi's face at the time, and he wanted to hide it from them, but he couldn't help Dong Hui and her request to play a video, so the Dong family knew about it.

Dong Hui paid Mingxi a sum of money, but Mingxi confiscated it.

"It's completely healed." Mingxi touched his cheek subconsciously.

If Dong Shen didn't ask, she almost forgot that her face was hurt.

All this is thanks to Fu Yangxi, who is so lucky every day.

Mingxi glanced at his own potted young shoots again, and four young trees had grown, that is, two hundred young shoots.

Mingxi thought that Fu Yangxi's birthday was approaching, and decided to prepare a gift for him.

When she and Dong Shen were visiting the mall, they saw some small things whose production date happened to be November 5th, and they would buy them all, including baseball caps and other things. But Mingxi has no idea about what to send. She just kept quietly, hoping that Fu Yangxi would feel that her gift was different. I also hope that Fu Yangxi will be happier that day.

"Oh, yes." Ming Xi suddenly took out his phone and showed Dong Shen a glance at the photo she took yesterday. When she went to the balcony to dry clothes last night, she saw a white bottle falling out of Fu Yangxi's schoolbag. She picked it up and took a photo of the French on it by the way, and then stuffed it into Fu Yangxi's schoolbag.

"Didn't you just come back from France? You should understand what this means?"

Dong Shen took the photo and looked at it for a while, and said: "I don’t understand, I can only distinguish a few words, such as treatment, usage, chronic insomnia disorder, etc. After all, I only use oral English and don’t understand professional vocabulary. Still take it to the doctor and ask."

"Not vitamins?" Mingxi was shocked.

Dong Shen said: "Of course not, vitamin is another word."

Mingxi discovered that because Fu Yangxi once said ‘vitamin’, she preconceived that all the medicine Fu Yangxi took were vitamins.

insomnia?

But why insomnia?

Mingxi saw him lying lazily on the table sleeping in class every day, always thinking that he was sleeping better than ordinary people.

Mingxi suddenly remembered the bruises and glass scratches that had appeared inexplicably on Fu Yangxi several times in his mind, and his eyelids suddenly jumped up.

"What's wrong?" Dong Shen asked.

"Nothing." Mingxi recovered and put away the photos, planning to have a chance to take another Fu Yangxi medicine, and then go to the doctor in the hospital to ask.

Because of being interrupted by this incident, Mingxi has lost his mind to go shopping.

She just wanted to go back to Fu Yangxi's house quickly.

Mingxi and Dong Shen accompanied Dong Hui on shopping here, while Zhao's mother was accompanied by friends from his wife's circle to buy bags for relaxation.

Mother Zhao never expected to meet Dong Hui and Mingxi coming down the escalator here.

"..."

She was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously took a step there, but the escalator she was on was going up, she could only turn her head and watched Zhao Mingxi and Dong Hui and Dong Shen leave.

My friend saw her look different, followed her sight, and saw Zhao Mingxi and the people around Zhao Mingxi, and couldn’t help but say to Mother Zhao: “Isn’t that your child? Who is next to her, your relatives? How does she go shopping with other mothers and children?"

Mother Zhao felt pain and anxiety in her heart, and she didn't know what to say for a while.

Her gaze fell on Zhao Mingxi's hand holding Dong Hui-before Zhao Mingxi would hold her hand when he went out shopping with her.

Now that Mingxi has left, no one will go shopping with her.

At this moment, Mother Zhao's heart was no longer simply regretful, she also gave birth to a feeling of jealousy towards Dong Hui. Why did she lose her biological daughter, but Dong Hui can get along with Mingxi so well.

"It's a relative of my family." Mother Zhao felt her heart, but she could only say that. Otherwise, the news of Zhao Mingxi's break with them would go out tomorrow.

"I think your Mingxi is kind to your relative." The friend beside him curled his lips and said: "I am helping her choose clothes, so patient. My daughter is not so patient with me."

The two turned their heads and could see Mingxi walking into a brand store with Dong Hui, picking up a piece of clothing at the door of the store and making gestures to Dong Hui.

Mother Zhao only felt that her heart was overwhelmed, and she wanted her to stop talking, but she was still muttering: "I like your Mingxi, and she looks beautiful. Let her come out to go shopping with us next time. ."

"..."

Mother Zhao's lips were pale and she smiled, but she smiled very reluctantly: "OK, take her out next time."

When Zhao Mingxi's figure was about to disappear from their field of vision, Mother Zhao only felt anxious in her heart, and she felt a tingling sensation of losing something.

It can't be this way.

she thinks.

Must find a way to slowly pull Mingxi back.

Ben was expecting Mingxi to start thinking about it gradually, and finally came home. But seeing her living so happily outside now, she seems to have regarded Dong Hui as a relative. On the contrary, it doesn't matter if she wants to be her family.

No matter what, Zhao's mother is afraid that she will lose Zhao Mingxi in her life.

She gritted her teeth and sent a text message to Zhao Zhanhuai: "Is there any way you can go and tell Mingxi's school to let them take back the right to live in Mingxi?"

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After Mingxi left home, Fu Yangxi took a shower, and then took the key to go out.

Ten minutes later, he walked into a familiar private barber shop. As soon as he walked in, the designer quickly emptied the others and greeted him on the third floor.

"Fu Shao, cut it short? Short cut will give you a lot of energy."

Fu Yangxi in the mirror has red arrogant short hair, but today his mood is obviously a little low, not as lazy as before, but cold and tired, barely supporting his eyelids.

The designer saw Fu Yangxi lowered his eyes, making people unable to guess what he was thinking.

After a while, he raised his eyes and said, "Dye black."

"Dyeing black?" The designer was stunned: "You never thought about dyeing black before."

Dark hair, dark eyebrows, and cold white skin are just like Fu Zhihong.

Yu Jiarong would not accept it, nor would Grandpa accept it.

But Zhao Mingxi obviously likes this type.

Fu Yangxi very much hopes to return to the previous self-deception dream.

He said impatiently: "Less nonsense, just dye it black."

After sitting in the barber shop for two hours, everyone fell apart.

"Four thousand and five."

Fu Yangxi stood up, took out her mobile phone from her pants pocket and scanned the code to pay.

When going downstairs, the employees in several stores couldn't help but stare at Fu Shao.

Hair color has a great influence on a person's temperament.

Before that, Fu Shao had short red hedgehog hair with blasted red hair. He simply put the arrogance and horror on his face, making people want to run as soon as they saw him. It almost made people ignore his handsome and compelling appearance.

But at this time, his short black hair, clean, tall and sloppy, was a little bit less violent and uninhibited, and a little bit more crisp and indifferent, aloof and young.

When he turned sideways to scan the code, the neck at the collar of his coat was slightly hard, revealing young and powerful lines.

Several people in the shop looked silly at him.

"What are you looking at?" Fu Yangxi recovered, seeing these people staring at him, he glared back annoyingly, "Look at the eyeballs falling off carefully."

The people in the shop hurriedly looked back, Fu Shao or Fu Shao, changing a hairstyle does not mean a change of temper.

Fu Yangxi touched her new hairstyle unaccustomedly and walked out of the barbershop.

He took a selfie with a stinky face and sent it to the three people.

Sure enough, Ke Chengwen and Jiang Xiuqiu started singing double songs again.

Three people in the video.

Jiang Xiuqiu: "???? I just talked about it last night, you really did dye it? Fu Shao, you really did everything to pry the corner."

Fu Yangxi suddenly jumped into a rage: "Are you **** looking for death? Just talk about what it means, didn't you say that Zhao Mingxi likes this type?!"

Ke Chengwen hurriedly finished the round: "Okay, Brother Xi, hurry up and buy candles and steak—"

After thinking about it, Ke Chengwen said again: "I think Zhao Mingxi's prosperous orientation is still the type of learning hegemony. This brother Xi is really difficult for you to pretend to be a learning hegemon."

Fu Yangxi became anxious and said angrily: "Can you explain to me what is meant by'pretending to be a master is really difficult"? If you don't explain clearly, your dog's life is gone tonight. Master, I am a master, understand?"

Ke Chengwen: "..."

Jiang Xiuqiu replied, "I can help Fu Yangxi prove this."

Fu Yangxi urged with a foul face: "What else? Don't hide it privately, send it all at once."

Ke Chengwen seized his neck and said, "Also, do you want to buy a few Olympic mathematics questions, buy a few gold medals and go back to pretend? Then during the candlelight dinner tonight, Zhao Mingxi asked who your idol is, you must Speaking of Einstein, remember, Einstein! The most inspiring moment is when the apple falls—"

Fu Yangxi: "That's Newton!"

Ke Chengwen scratched his head and said, "In short, in addition to developing towards her happiness, you must be romantic. You can beat Shen Liyao."

When Fu Yangxi heard the name Shen Liyao, there was a cloud of dark clouds above his head. Seeing that he would be furious in the next second, Ke Chengwen quickly said: "Zhao Mingxi likes the taciturn and cold type, Brother Xi, stop talking!"

Fu Yangxi: "..."

Fu Yangxi suffocated the **** to be scolded back.

"See you in the next life." He cut off the video directly, looking for a place to buy materials for dinner.

When a hedgehog had red hair before, he looked arrogant and domineering, and no one dared to look at him directly on the street.

Now that he was dyed black hair, there were many desperate girls staring at him walking down the street.

Fu Yangxi's fists were itchy, and she said, "Want to fight? ’S eyes stared back.

Finally stunned the people staring at him.

Fu Yangxi's face was dark, and she tried her best to endure the discomfort caused by her black hair.

He glanced at the time. Little Mask should be having dinner with Dong Hui's family.

Maybe he can buy some things first and then pick her up at the place to eat.

...

Fu Yangxi had a secret expectation in her heart. Perhaps she expected that after the little mask saw his black hair, something similar to ‘like’ would appear in his eyes.

So he can't wait to see her.

I can see it tomorrow night, but he wants to see it now.

It's like a child eager to offer treasures.

Fu Yangxi came out from the first floor of the mall carrying candles and steak in a white environmentally friendly bag, and drove to the place Mingxi told him to eat last night.

He arrived soon.

The place to eat nearby is also on the first floor, all with glass windows.

Fu Yangxi quickly saw Zhao Mingxi who was eating in a western restaurant from across the street and the people opposite her.