It's Hard Being the Bad Guy

Chapter 40

Father An purchased a small villa, all the new furniture was properly arranged, and the utilities were also connected. They had arranged with the moving company to come and move their belongings the next day.

In the evening, the whole family was busy packing up their belongings. Wen Ai rummaged through the old items piled up in the corners of the room, including the worn-out third-grade Chinese textbook, the cards that came with the Little Raccoon instant noodles, various toys covered in dust and rust...

Just one glance, and Wen Ai immediately recalled the stories behind these little things.

This Chinese textbook, strictly speaking, belonged to Yue Xiao. He couldn't find his own copy, and in his desperation during class, Yue Xiao didn't hesitate to push this book onto Wen Ai's desk. He stood up and told the Chinese teacher that he had lost his book and would temporarily share with his desk mate during that class. He planned to buy a new one from the bookstore over the weekend.

In the eyes of children, being forgetful was embarrassing, but Yue Xiao managed to handle it all by himself.

There were also these little cards, which were popular to collect at the time. If someone had a big stack in their hand, they could show off as if they were holding a stack of banknotes. Yue Xiao didn't let him eat instant noodles, saying it wasn't healthy, but then he turned around and bought dozens of packs, specifically taking out the cards for him and giving the rest of the instant noodles to classmates.

As for this pile of toys, just the two big water guns on the top caused him and Yue Xiao to face the wall on the balcony for a whole night...

Wen Ai stared at the old items in front of him for a long time. He had been in this world for six years, but why did it seem like every bit was somehow related to Yue Xiao?

"What are you daydreaming about?" Yue Xiao emptied the wardrobe, walked over to look at the big box on the ground, and squatted down beside Wen Ai. "Take these old toys if you want."

Wen Ai turned his head and gave Yue Xiao a glare.

You see, this guy is meddling in his business again!

They finished tidying up very late before finally going to sleep.

Thirteen or fourteen-year-old children are at the age of growth spurts. The beds that used to feel spacious and comfortable when they were younger now seemed a bit cramped for them. In order to avoid hanging off the bed, they had to lie shoulder to shoulder obediently.

Yue Xiao noticed that Wen Ai wasn't as quick to fall asleep as usual and asked softly, "Can't sleep?"

Wen Ai kept his eyes open, gazing at the silhouette of the ceiling fan above, "Missed the timing a bit, not sleepy anymore."

Yue Xiao tentatively asked, "Do you want me to keep you company and chat?"

Wen Ai, absent-mindedly, asked, "What do you want to talk about?"

"We can talk about anything." Yue Xiao thought for a moment. "Let's talk about the future. What do you want to do in the future?"

"Why should I tell you?" Wen Ai rolled over to face him, looking at his profile. "You tell me first, and then I'll consider whether to say."

Yue Xiao smiled, turned over to face him, and said eagerly, "I want to be a soldier."

Wen Ai: "Why?"

Yue Xiao, passionately, said, "To defend the country and protect the ones I care about."

Wen Ai scoffed, "Isn't it just being a poor soldier?"

Yue Xiao was taken aback, "Then what do you want to do?"