Chapter 37 The Puller Hook

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He didn't count, just said three times silently in his heart, and then asked: "You agreed, right?" The

other end of the phone was quiet for about ten seconds.

Yu Weisheng had the illusion that he caught Cen Xing's subtle breathing. When he tried to calm down and listen carefully, some slightly noisy sounds suddenly came from the phone.

There was a rustling at first, and then it was quickly covered by louder sounds. While hearing the "click" sound in the earpiece, Yu Weisheng's ear on the other side that was not close to the phone also vaguely heard the same sound coming from the door and corridor.

Across the wall, the "dong dong" sound made by the slippers hurriedly stepped on the wooden floor moved from far to near, and finally stopped at the door of his room.

The air was abruptly quiet for a few seconds.

After that, there were very polite knocks on Yu Weisheng's cell phone and the door of the room not far away at the same time.

Yu Weisheng didn't hang up the phone. Holding back his laughter, he quickly got out of bed, walked to the door, and opened it.

The kid standing outside still held his phone tightly to his ear and looked up at him.

There are no lights in the house. Yu Weisheng's eyes had just adjusted to the light of the phone, but now he looked down, his vision was gray. Can't see Cen Xing's expression clearly. But he could see Cen Xing's eyes clearly.

No matter how subtle the light is, it will become particularly bright when reflected in the pair of pupils.

He thought, his little friend should be laughing.

Cen Xing grabbed the hem of his clothes with the other hand, looked at his face, and nodded vigorously. This child obviously just got up from the bed, his hair looks very messy, and there is a small strand of hair on the top of his head that is sticking up out of gregariousness. With his movements, the lock of hair swayed back and forth in the air.

As Yu Weisheng adapted to the dim light, the outline of Cen Xing's face gradually became clear in his sight.

It turned out that Cen Xing was not smiling. He looks so serious.

But Yu Weisheng laughed. He put down the phone, raised his other hand, and stretched out his little finger: "Are you ready?"

Cen Xing hooked his little finger up a little nervously.

His fingers were warm and soft, and seemed to be slightly damp. The fingers of the two hooked and shook lightly twice, and when they let go, Cen Xing finally laughed too.

He lowered his head slightly and shrank his neck, looking like he just stole some sweet fox cubs.

"Go to bed early," Yu Weisheng stretched out his hand, and smoothed out his unruly hair. "Have a good rest. When you wake up tomorrow, you can tell me what's on your mind." Cen Xing raised his head

again Come on, smiled at him and nodded vigorously, and reached out to grab a handful of his hair. When he left, the lock of hairless hair jumped out again, bouncing in the air with his steps.

It wasn't until Cen Xing returned to the room and closed the door that Yu Weisheng closed the door of his room.

Lying back on the bed again, he found that their conversation was still going on.

"Good night." He said to the other end of the phone.

From the opposite side came the sound of knocking on the receiver.

Yu Weisheng smiled for a while, then said: "If you are a good kid, hang up first."

The earphones were quiet.

"Hurry up." Yu Weisheng urged.

A few seconds later, a notification sound that the call was interrupted finally came from my ear. Yu Weisheng didn't put down the phone immediately. Just as he expected, news came soon.

--Good night! ! !

Yu Weisheng suddenly became worried, afraid that the child would not be able to sleep.

He himself could not sleep.

The most worrying thing will not happen, Cen Xing promised him to stay. This has been in his expectation since seeing the retracted message.

While Yu Weisheng felt relieved, some emotions that might be called guilty conscience welled up in his heart.

As long as he opened his mouth, Cen Xing would nod his head. That is such a simple, serious and frank child. Know what you want and what you are doing. Never hesitate to show your sincerity.

In comparison, the adult himself is much inferior.

Yu Weisheng didn't know what he wanted, and he also had doubts about what he had just done.

He asked himself, did he think about it from Cen Xing's point of view, and whether it was really for the child's good.

The answer seems to be no. His reluctance is real, his worry is real, and his not knowing how to respond is also real.

Compared with Cen Xing, he is extremely selfish.

The next day is Sunday. Cen Xing made an appointment with his parents to go out for a stroll together. After transferring to another school for several months, except for the amusement park on the outskirts of the city, he has hardly been to any of the city's famous attractions. I just took this opportunity to walk with my parents.

Yu Weisheng originally had no plan to accompany him. Recently, there are many things in the company. In theory, he doesn't need to do everything by himself, but he is used to worrying by nature, and he doesn't want to be a shopkeeper.

But when it came time to go out, he hesitated again. Because Cen Xing overslept again.

When Yu Weisheng opened the door of his room, the little guy was curled up in the quilt and was fast asleep. Standing by the bed and staring at the unconscious sleeping face for a while, he decided to give himself a vacation.

He called Cen Xing's parents and told them that Cen Xing had overslept and that he would drive him there later.

When Cen Xing, who was still confused, was finally sent to his parents, it was almost lunch time.

Yu Weisheng came all the time, so he had a meal with them.

Cen Xing's state is very interesting. The eyelids are slightly swollen, and there are two blue marks under the big eyes. He looks sluggish, but he is very excited.

He looked completely different from yesterday, smiling all the time. During the meal, he took the initiative to grab the seat next to Yu Weisheng, and his whole body was sticky.

Seeing this, Mrs. Cen took the initiative to ask: "Have Xingxing made up his mind, do you want Dad to come and accompany you?"

Cen Xing quickly glanced at Yu Weisheng who was sitting beside him, and gestured with a blushing face.

Yu Weisheng's understanding of sign language is only at the initial stage, and his thinking can't keep up if he moves too fast, but he roughly understands what he is expressing.

Because Comrade Lao Cen's expression changed too obviously.

He frowned, looked at Yu Weisheng, and then said, "Didn't you say you were going to move out yesterday? Why did you change your mind so quickly?"

Cen Xing didn't continue to gesture, just smirked. He smiled and yawned.

Lao Cen immediately became alert.

Yu Weisheng quickly realized the problem from Lao Cen's slightly unfriendly eyes.

Cen Xing, who was still arguing yesterday, was in low spirits after a night, but he looked sweet again, and showed obvious intimacy towards him.

It's like he did some bad things to the innocent boy last night and needs to be responsible.

This kind of thing, skeptical people can't ask. What is suspected is also inconvenient to explain out of thin air. Everyone was embarrassed and tangled.

Only Cen Xing was in a happy mood and ate more than usual.

Yu Weisheng noticed that Lao Cen looked at Cen Xing's neck from time to time.

That's where the glands are. If there was any intimacy between Alpha and Omega, even if it wasn't marked, it would leave some traces nearby. Lao Cen and his wife are both Betas and are not sensitive to pheromones, so they can only look for clues from this place.

Cen Xing's neck was white and clean, and it was exposed openly, without any clues.

Mrs. Cen looked very helpless, and while her husband was not paying attention, she shook her head and smiled wryly at Yu Weisheng.

"Wei Sheng has been sensible since she was a child, and she has a sense of propriety. She will definitely take good care of Xing Xing," she said pointingly during the dinner, "I am very relieved." Her

husband agreed with an awkward smile, and Cen Xing blushed and lowered her head eat cake.

After that, Yu Weisheng accompanied the family of three to visit the nearby Town God's Temple and bought some small souvenirs.

Every time he took the initiative to ask Cen Xing if he wanted it, Cen Xing always shook his head. Afterwards, he simply didn't ask any more questions, and bought it directly to see where the little guy's eyes stayed for a longer time.

But Cen Xing was not happy, pursing his lips with a preoccupied look, he didn't know what was going on in his little head.

After sending his parents back to the hotel at night, Yu Weisheng drove him home again like yesterday.

This time, the atmosphere between the two was much softer.

"If you feel unhappy, you must tell me." Yu Weisheng said to him.

Cen Xing lowered his head and fiddled with the red rope in his hand. Hanging on the rope is a small silver lock that is no more than one centimeter long. The workmanship is not bad, but it is not worth a lot of money. Yu Weisheng will buy it casually because he thinks such small items are very suitable for children to wear.

Cen Xing's wrists matched the red rope very well, making his skin look extraordinarily fair.

He lowered his head, worked hard with one hand for a long time, and finally successfully buckled the red rope around his wrist, turned it around, and stretched it out for Yu Weisheng to see.

"It looks good." Yu Weisheng said.

Cen Xing smiled at him, and happily retracted his hand.

"You haven't told me yet," Yu Weisheng didn't forget what he cared most, "What is Xingxing hiding on his mind?"

Cen Xing lowered his head and poked the lock on his wrist.

After a while, he finally mustered up his courage, took a deep breath, picked up the phone in his pocket and started typing.

"Why do you pass on the things I gave to others?" The long-lost electronic female voice sounded in the carriage.

Yu Weisheng was stunned for a few seconds when he heard the words, and asked back: "What?"

Seeing that he didn't know why, Cen Xing's expression became a little more aggrieved. He uses his mobile phone to prompt.

"Little unicorn keychain."

Yu Weisheng turned his head and glanced at him, then turned his gaze to the road ahead again. After carefully recalling all the pictures related to that keychain, Yu Weisheng became more and more at a loss.

If I remember correctly, he paid for that keychain himself.

That day when he saw Cen Xing holding it in his hand, he thought it was quite cute, and remembering Yu Wenluo's complaint the night before, he planned to pick one and give it to Yu Wenluo as a consolation.

When paying the bill, he asked Cen Xing if he wanted to pay together, but Cen Xing refused. Everyone bought their own, how did it become a gift from Cen Xing?

Isn't this kid a little unreasonable?

Seeing his silence, Cen Xing spoke on his cell phone again.

"I think it's very impolite."

Yu Weisheng thought to himself, what the hell, did you remember wrongly. I am also afraid that if I say it, the child will feel ashamed, unhappy, and cry.

Cen Xing continued to edit the voice.

"I kept the one you gave me very well."

Yu Weisheng was in a daze for a few seconds, then suddenly came back to his senses, and finally realized what was wrong. That day Cen Xing handed him his own without saying a word, and he just thought it was a child who fell in love with the style he bought and wanted to exchange it. From Yu Weisheng's point of view, the two fat little unicorns looked about the same, and it didn't matter which one he wanted to give to Yu Wenluo, so he naturally agreed.

Unexpectedly, in Cen Xing's eyes, this is a gift to each other.

It turned out that Cen Xing was depressed during this time because of this oolong.

Yu Weisheng couldn't laugh or cry. He wanted to explain, but when the words came to his lips, he felt inappropriate. If he said it was a misunderstanding, would Cen Xing feel ashamed, overly ashamed, and cry on the spot?

That's not okay, I don't want him to cry.

After sighing silently in his heart, Yu Weisheng raised his hand, rubbed Cen Xing's head lightly, and said, "I'm sorry, I didn't think carefully. I won't do it in the future."

Cen Xing nodded seriously and accepted his apology.

Yu Weisheng wondered in his heart whether he should express his gratitude for this, and by the way, praise the child for being broad-minded and generous. Just as he was about to speak, the mobile phone beside him suddenly rang.

He happened to meet a red light, so he stopped the car and picked it up to have a look. What a coincidence, it was Yu Wenluo who took the little unicorn keychain.

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