Days of Confrontation with Scum Attack (Yaoi)

62. I'm really not sad

Gu Feng gritted his teeth and said in a little anger: "Okay, I owe you! Come on! I used to do something wrong, but now I'm the father of the child. Keep it and I'll admit my mistake to you, okay?"

Yu Baoyuan sucked his nose and raised his head: "Not rare!"

With that, he went straight to his room, messed around for a while, and brought out a suitcase. "I don't care about your mistakes and good things for me. I don't care about Gu Feng. Now, I just hope you don't pester me. I just want to start my new life.

Gu Feng's gloomy eyes kept staring at him.

"Tell your cousin, I really don't care about your family money at all. Now I don't want to touch your family members at all. It would be great for everyone to meet and be a stranger in the future.

After saying that, the Jedi turned his head.

Gu Feng suddenly grabbed his hand and said, "Stay."

Yu Baoyuan looked ahead, but the corners of his lips rose slightly. Then he stretched out his hand and directly knocked off Gu Feng's hand holding him. "I really want to leave. There are so many ways for you to stop him."

With that, he picked up the box, stood up, and walked straight out of Gu Zhai without looking back.

The weather was very good, and thousands of blues were entangled together and fainted layer by layer above the sky. The sun is gently and soft, like a layer of mist, which warms people's hearts.

It's rare to have such good weather when it's about to enter late winter.

Yu Baoyuan was walking out of the door of the villa with a suitcase in his arm, only a loud bang in the back.

As soon as I turned my head, there was a spider web-like crack in the glass window on the second floor, as if something had been smashed hard.

It was probably Gu Feng who went crazy on it, and he mocked him in his heart.

No more hesitation, turn around, and take a deep breath.

Don't let yourself wrong in the future, and live a better life, he thought.

...

Lu Yang had already helped him find a good house when he was in the hospital. Two bedrooms and one living room with kitchen and bathroom are not big, but it can be reached by one person.

When Yu Baoyuan opened the door with this brand-new key, he only felt extremely happy and excited.

What's in front of you is home.

There is no imaginary mess and dirt. It seems that Lu Yang found a cleaning company in advance to clean it up.

The house is well lit. The sunlight shines through the glass window and brightens the whole house, which makes people feel happy. Although the furniture is a little old, it is still easy to use. There is still a pot of flowers on the window sill. Not long after watering, the flowers are in full bloom, bright colors, and very happy.

He held something and closed the door.

I don't have much luggage. I only need to change some laundry and necessary daily necessities. He arranged it briefly, and then polished the decorations in the room according to his own will for a while. The room was almost finished.

Looking up at the window, it was dark early in winter, and the outside was already dark.

After a tired day, my stomach purred. He went to the kitchen and turned on the light.

Very warm yellow light.

I opened the refrigerator and found noodles in it. He simply boiled the water and put it on the noodles.

Today is the first day of a new life. You have to eat a rich day, he thought. After that, I searched it in the refrigerator and finally found a tomato and a box of beef.

Cut the tomatoes, cook the beef, and a bowl of hot tomato and beef noodles is finished.

He sat by the window with a little satisfied smile and a hot bowl.

It's naive and dark, but no matter how dark it is, there are still a few lonely stars trying to shine. Although the light is cold and lonely, it is enough to destroy the arrogance of the night and let people know that no matter how dark the night is, there is always light.

This window has an excellent view of the city's traffic and dazzling and gorgeous neon lights. Looking at the bustling scene in front of him, Yu Baoyuan only felt that his heart had been cold for so long and began to revitalize.

He snored hot beef noodles and couldn't help praising himself, "I'm so good at craftsmanship and delicious!"

The noodle soup is very hot, and the heat is dense. Yu Baoyuan's eyes are red, and they are all wet water vapor.

He wiped his eyes fiercely with his sleeves and smiled at himself, "Damn, I'm not sad. There's nothing to be sad."

"Today is a good day. Remember. Pick up the taro home tomorrow, and the room will be lively. There will be more good days in the future. It's a sad fart."

"Yu Baoyuan," he suddenly called his name, "... fight for glory!"

The room is dark, only the yellow desk lamp by the window is still shining. There sat a man, with hope for the future, he shed tears and sadness, and ate noodles rudely with a bowl.

There is no sound at night.