Wu Fei promised Mr. Guo and Xiaole and Xiaotong to compete in the circle, but it was just a young man's frivolous expression. In his vision, except for Sister Ping, everyone could not escape him, let alone Xiaole, a young man, crawling like a turtle.

"The day after tomorrow, let you see what it means to run fast." As soon as Mr. Guo left the dining table, Wu Fei couldn't wait to brag that he was not a person who likes to show off, but he has really been so stifled that he has been so tired that he has shown himself like this. In fact, he just doesn't want to be isolated by the two of them.

"Degree!" Xiaotong gave him a blank look, pulled Xiaole out, and finally threw a sentence: "Tonight, you can pack up the table and wash dishes, and then boil water for me and Xiaole."

Wu Fei was already used to Xiaotong's attitude and style, and he would not think that this guy was bullying him. However, Xiaole made him a little confused. He had been in Ermashan for some time. Although he could see him often, he never said a word to him. At most, he looked at each other and left in a hurry. Just like now, he still only looked at Wu Fei and followed Xiaotong and returned to his house.

It was obviously different from usual. Xiaole had a complicated emotion when he just looked at Wu Fei. He also felt this emotion, but he just couldn't say it. What was this emotion?

Xiaotong didn't return to the inner room until she was sleeping. Now he almost regarded Xiaole's room as his own. In addition to having to come back here to rest every night, he was like a shadow of Xiaole, accompanying him to circle, accompanying him out, and taking a bath with him. Although he was not as cold as he had been to his roommate Wu Fei a few days ago, he couldn't get much better.

"Xiaotong, do you have extra clothes here? Can you lend me all?" Wu Fei was still wearing the one that Sister Ping bought for him during the New Year. When he ran out of the provincial capital, he had not had time to take his luggage. He had been wearing this clothes for so many days. Fortunately, it was winter, otherwise it would have become smelly. He wanted to borrow clothes from Xiaotong several times in the past two days, but in the end he was too thin and he never said it.

"You borrow clothes from me? You are a man..."

Xiaotong was very surprised. He stopped just after saying a half sentence this time.

"Yes, I only have this one outfit. I haven't changed it for many days. If I don't wash it, I will get stinky." Wu Fei was embarrassed to start borrowing clothes. He didn't hear what Xiaotong said clearly, and he thought he was unwilling to do so.

"You can't wear my clothes!" As soon as Wu Fei finished speaking, Xiaotong refused directly.

"Oh, if you don't want to."

Wu Fei was a little disappointed, and his words were also frustrated.

"It's not that I don't want to lend you, it's just... it's just..." Xiaotong seemed to have a hard time saying that she couldn't say it, and he seemed embarrassed. Suddenly, a light flashed in his eyes and said, "I'm so much shorter than you, you can't wear my clothes at all. Let's do this. I'll go to Xiaole tomorrow. He's not much shorter than you, and he's more clothes than me. It should be fine to wear them all."

Everyone said this, what else can Wu Fei do? After saying thank you, he turned to sleep.

During the storm, Wu Fei vaguely heard Xiaotong giggling in his sleep, and didn't know what funny thing he dreamed of.

The next afternoon, Xiaotong really brought a stack of clothes and a pair of overgrown shoes from Xiaole, which were exactly the same as Xiaole's feet, but not as new as his pair.

Xiaotong pouted, looking reluctant, threw her clothes on the kang, threw her shoes on the ground, and walked out angrily.

Wu Fei didn't understand why this guy was suddenly angry. When he ran outside the house, he saw that he was kicking a small tree with his feet and muttering something. He immediately understood that he was angry that Xiaole gave him fur shoes.

After filling in hot water, Wu Fei took off his pants and was about to take a shower, but the door was suddenly pushed open.

It was Xiaole who pushed the door open. Seeing Wu Fei naked, he suddenly closed the door again.

What is he doing? Isn’t he just taking a shower? Is it necessary to look like seeing a monster? He still put the door so heavily? Wu Fei was confused and a little angry.

Wu Fei thought Xiaole would not come in again, but he didn't expect that within a few seconds, Xiaole rushed in again, but he didn't even look at him and ran into the inner room.

Wu Fei felt a little strange, threw the towel into the bucket, and then came to the door of the inner room.

Xiaole broke all the clothes on the kang, as if he was looking for something anxiously. He didn't have much clothing. Soon he seemed to have found what he was looking for, grabbed the things he found in a ball with both hands, and then turned around.

"ah!"

Seeing Wu Fei standing at the door, Xiaole screamed in fear, and hid his hands behind him in panic at the same time, and ran out as if he was running away.

When Xiaole was turning over clothes, his back completely blocked his sight, so that Wu Fei didn't see what he was taking away. However, when he ran out, he saw a belt hanging from his hand.

It was really inexplicable. It was just a rope, what was there to be called? Wu Fei could not understand Xiaole's behavior completely, so he shook his head and returned to the edge of the bucket.

I just picked up the towel, but I saw the door being pushed open again, this time it was Xiaotong.

Wu Fei was about to say hello, but unexpectedly Xiaotong screamed, and the door was closed heavily again.

Did the two of them collide today? Why is it so strange? Wu Fei shook his head. He didn't think about these two guys anymore, but buried his head in the water.

It's so comfortable to take a hot bath!

When Wu Fei was sighing, he heard the sound of the door being pushed open for the fourth time. He was ready to hear the screams, but unexpectedly, the screams did not arrive as promised. Instead, Mr. Guo's heavy and gentle voice came over: "The skeleton is good, but I have lost a little weight."

For Wu Fei, Mr. Guo was too mysterious. He would carry a bench on a bench every day and sit at the door, smoking a bag of dry cigarettes, staring at somewhere in a daze. Except for when he stares at Xiaole and Xiaotong every day, he would return to his original appearance and expression, and he would not speak much the rest of the time. However, Wu Fei discovered a very subtle place, that is, Mr. Guo’s eyes looked at Xiaole and Xiaotong were different from those who looked at him, full of love and care like a kind father. As far as Wu Fei knew, Xiaole was not his child.

How could such a person who lives a day like a dead old man get the support and respect of so many people in Ermashan? Wu Feirau couldn't figure it out even though he had not been in vain in his observation these days. At least he understood why Xiaotong was a chatterbox. Every day, facing two mute people, if he didn't talk to him, and if he was no longer a chatterbox, it would be strange if he could live such a life.
Chapter completed!