Seize My Boyfriend - B28 (2)
This time Zhao Zizhan was a little surprised, but not long after he was surprised, Mo Zhiyang trotted over on short carrot legs and held him, “Come on, A Zhan, my mother’s cooking is delicious, especially the braised braised rice.” Meat.”
Being dragged away like a puppet, Zhao Zizhan’s eyes fell on his face and couldn’t move away for a long time.
After dinner, someone from the Zhao family came to pick him up. Before leaving, Mo Zhiyang stuffed him with two marbles and said they would play together tomorrow and win more.
Zhao Zizhan silently accepted the marbles and left.
“Baby, come here and take a look.” Father Mo was lying on the balcony at home and looked out, and found Zhao Zizhan getting into a black car, “There is a luxury car, look at it!” At this time of the millennium, in
this Having cars in a small county town is already a big deal.
“Oh.” Mo Zhiyang didn’t care much. The Zhao family’s family background was exaggerated, otherwise Zhao Zizhan would not have been safe and sound after doing so many outrageous things.
I just don’t know why he came to this small county.
“Don’t worry, son, if your father and I become rich in the future, I will also buy you a car, and our family will drive there for fun!” Mo’s father was ambitious.
This made Mother Mo snicker and mutter while knitting a sweater, “It’s like farting.” ”
How can you say that to me?” Father Mo was unhappy and went to practice boxing again.
Mo Zhiyang took out his schoolbag and started doing homework on the coffee table in the living room.
Among the thousands of lights outside the house, none of them belonged to him. Zhao Zizhan tightened his grip on the marbles in his hand.
That night, Mo Zhiyang had a very terrifying dream.
In the dream, it was still the same thing that happened in the morning, but the difference was that this time I didn’t have myself.
The little Zhao Zizhan was bullied by the seniors and kept silent. He huddled in the corner and hugged himself tightly, letting them curse and accuse him.
His stern eyes kept staring at one place, where Mo Zhiyang was standing, as if asking for help or begging.
Mo Zhiyang wanted to try to save him, but he stretched out his little fleshy hand and went directly through those people’s bodies. It was a dream.
No one came to save him in the past few minutes, and Zhao Zizhan felt helpless and helpless until someone said this.
“Didn’t your mother teach you? When people ask you, you have to answer!”
This sentence completely pierced Zhao Zizhan’s heart. At such a young age, he suddenly burst out with strength and violently pushed the person closest to him away, “I don’t allow you to say My mother!”
What did the fifth-grade child know? He didn’t know what to do because of this outburst. Zhao Zizhan straddled the child and punched him, “I don’t allow you to talk about my mother!” The attack was extremely cruel,
that The children in the upper grades were all beaten and bleeding.
Zhao Zizhan, who had never been happy before, suddenly felt a strange sense of satisfaction when he saw the blood on his hands and the bright red on his face, and stood up slowly like a demon.
Pushing the knocked unconscious child down the stairs, looking at a living life, writhing and wailing in pain, I felt extremely satisfied, as if I had found a way to make myself happy.
The child was dead. His arms were dislocated after he rolled down.
Mo Zhiyang noticed that he was laughing. There were many ghosts on him, all of them looked like Zhao Zizhan when he grew up. At such a young age, he was not afraid of killing people but instead he was smiling.
This was the first time that Mo Zhiyang felt afraid of this NPC, and his hair stood on end.
Watching him walking towards her step by step, she was frightened and woke up.
“Damn it, this is outrageous!” Xiao Bailian touched the cold sweat on her forehead, “I will never let old Sepi become like this!” From then on, Mo Zhiyang had a little
follower named A Zhan around him. He would take it with him wherever he went, but Chen Yueyue was a little unhappy because the boss only took him with him before.
In Chen Yueyue’s heart, he was just here to compete for favor, so he was particularly resistant to this person. But as a child, he didn’t like him at first, but it didn’t matter after they played together.
The three of us played together until junior high school. The school was a key school, and we went to elementary school and then middle school together.
Zhao Zizhan is not as taciturn as when he first came here, but he can only talk to Mo Zhiyang and smile to him. He has dinner at Mo Zhiyang’s house when he is in school, and sometimes they live together and go to school together. By junior high school, everyone starts to grow taller.
Especially Zhao Zizhan started to grow taller, but Mo Zhiyang, who had been drinking milk, didn’t move at all, which made people a little angry.
“I drink so much milk, is it fake?” Mo Zhiyang wanted to break through 180 in his life, but there seemed to be no chance.
“Forget it, host, you are not that kind of person.” The system sighed, why bother insisting on height, just accept it, whatever happens is fine.
The two were still sitting at the same table in the first grade of junior high school. Zhao Zizhan was no longer gloomy, but he still looked so aloof. He had an impressive aura at a young age and was not easy to talk to. “Yangyang, are you unhappy?”
“I’m not happy. I’m only 1.6 meters during today’s physical examination. I’m too short. I drink milk every day. Why can’t I grow taller?” Zhao Zizhan
just laughed when he heard this, “Don’t worry too much, you may just be slow.” A little bit, maybe you will grow taller by the third year of junior high school?”
“Really?” Mo Zhiyang also knew that boys develop later than women, and they might become taller by the third year of junior high school.
“Really, I won’t lie to Yangyang.” After saying that, Zhao Zizhan kissed the corner of his mouth naturally.
“Zhao Zizhan, the principal is looking for you.”
Mo Zhiyang has seen the principal looking for him five or six times recently, “What’s wrong with you?” ”
It’s nothing.” Zhao Zizhan knew what it was, but didn’t want to care about it. He got up and followed the head teacher. Go to the principal’s office.
Mo Zhiyang lay on the table and watched him leave the classroom. He was patted on the back and turned around, “Chen Yueyue, what are you doing!”
