Chapter 110： Extra

In the end, the boy replied.

The unsmiling man, at first glance, is a cold-hearted person. No one can stop this kind of person who decides to do. The letter he writes is read when the other person reads it. Change the previous decision.

Since I liked the things he gave, I felt comfortable receiving the gift in return.

So the boy went to Taobao again!

This time the boy still attached a letter, thank you for the gadgets sent by the other party, I like it very much.

As the saying goes, there are two.

The boy again received the box sent by the man. The letter that seemed to be the boy's reply made the other party find out the boy's preferences. The boy liked the thing this time, and he couldn't put it down.

The young man was worried as he liked it.

How to do? The other party sent something really to his liking, but he couldn't find interesting things on the street every time and post it.

If another person is changed, he might try to find a way, but the boy didn't reply this time, he only sent a letter to the other party.

The thinking of a teenager is simple. The man bothered to give him the gift he liked very much. Instead of fooling around and disrespecting the other party, it is better to tell the other party directly!

I like your gift very much, but I can't think of what gift to return to you, which makes me very distressed.

The boy smiled slightly, his eyebrows curled.

Knowing that he cares so much, the other party will definitely reply to him and think of a solution!

Sure enough, among the things the man sent next time, the man replied to him! The simple two lines are as cold and concise as his people.

As long as you like the gift, you don't have to spend your time and effort to return the gift to me. I don't have anything that I particularly like.

The boy took the letter and read it back and forth several times.

Nothing you like? ?

Bun wrinkled, and the boy remembered the embarrassed appearance of the man when he found him, and suddenly felt that the other party was a bit pitiful.

The masculinity is extraordinary, and he can give him such precious jewelry, the family background seems unusual. The high-ranking big players are very fierce in secret fights. People who grow up in this environment say that they don't like things are not big words, because their energy is used to seize power. Where can they think about delicious and fun things?

Eating people with short mouths and short hands, you can't stop him from sending things, and you can't accept the gifts without doing anything at ease, then you can share what you like with him!

If you don't have something you like, then I will share with you the delicious and fun things that I like. I hope you can also experience this feeling of liking. This is my reward!

The boy wrote the letter happily, sent the letter happily, and played with the gadgets happily. Although he still couldn't get rid of the flesh on his body, it did not prevent him from enjoying the joy of life.

More than a month later, he received a gift from the man and a letter from the man to him.

Yesterday, I met an old man who bought wontons on the way back home. He tried a bowl of wontons. The taste was not bad.

The young man was taken aback, then smiled and curled his eyes.

He just said it! The noodles from the stalls that are not closed late at night are the best!

The teenager who got the approval opened the gift from the man with a smile on his face, and he rolled on the bed with joy.

Ooh, oh, I was really poked into my heart by this person! Why is it so fun and interesting!

The boy in a good mood immediately wrote back, telling the other party about his recent gains and sending something that he thought the other party could use.

Gradually, it became a habit to receive gifts and reply letters.

The teenager feels like he has a friend. After a long time, in addition to sharing his experience of eating, drinking and having fun with the other party, he will also unknowingly ask about the other party's current situation and tell the other party about things around him.

There are some things he can't tell his family, but it has nothing to do with men!

The man seems to be very busy, sometimes it takes a long time to reply to his letters, but the gifts are sent over every once in a while.

When the teenager opened the box and found that there was only a gift but no reply from the man, the joy of receiving the gift diminished for some reason.

Compared to receiving a gift, he actually wants to receive a reply from the other party.

He doesn't know how the other party thinks about the communication during this period, but he already regards men as friends who can share happiness and sorrow.

He is the young master of the Su family, but in fact he does not have a close friend who can speak. Those around him value his ancestry, not because of his affinity.

He is different from their preferences. They can't talk about dressing, makeup, and decorations, and no one likes what they like. The family pampered him and asked him to come according to their own preferences, but for a long time he was amused by himself, but since writing a letter and sharing his joy with men, he was recognized and praised by others. Happiness is double!

The teenager who regretted not receiving the letter still happily accepted the gift.

But after receiving the gift again without receiving a reply, the boy couldn't laugh anymore.

He did not feel unhappy because the man did not reply, he was worried, worried about the man's situation.

What happened to him? The situation is so dangerous that you can't even reply to him?

The boy had a bitter bun face and was not interested in eating meat.

"Master, this braised prawn looks drooling, why don't you move your chopsticks?" Xiao Si was anxious.

"No appetite." The boy sighed, worried.

The letters written by the two of them were not strictly letters, and there was no title or signature. He received so many gifts from the other party, but he didn't even know what the other party's name was, where he lived, or where he was from. In case the other party really encounters an accident, he...he can't do anything!

How can I go on like this? Xiao Si looked up and found that someone was doing an art on the opposite street downstairs, and said excitedly: "Master, look at someone over there performing juggling! Let's go and take a look?"

The boy shook his head listlessly: "It's not just breathing fire. I've seen it many times, and there's nothing to look at."

The young man looked solemn, what happened to his young master?

Don't eat meat or join in the fun!

The crowd was surging on the street, and many people came out to visit the night market. The young man looked around and was trying to find something else that would arouse the interest of the young. Before turning his head, he saw a young man in beautiful clothes and Chinese clothes walking towards their table .

The young man's black hair is high, his thin lips are slightly pursed, and his handsome and cold face is like a pile of ice and snow, and he exudes the aura of staying away from anyone. However, when the long, narrow and cold black eyes saw the sad-faced teenager, their expressions eased a lot.

The young man was shocked and hurriedly shouted: "Young master, look!"

The boy gave him a blank look with lack of interest: "Didn't I say not to watch it? I watched it many times!"

"No!" The little boy pulled his sleeves, "I didn't let you watch juggling! Look behind you!!"

The young man was stunned, turned his head, the next moment, his eyes suddenly widened——

The man stood behind him, looking at him deeply.

"You..." The boy blinked and said dumbly, "Why are you here, you are not..."

Looking at the man up and down, he noticed that he was carrying two entourages behind him, and the boy stopped.

"What's wrong with me?"

The man asked softly. The boy glanced at him and said slowly: "You haven't written back to me for so long. I, I thought you had something wrong..."

The boy's tone was a little aggrieved. It sounded like he was complaining. The man's eyes flashed and he whispered: "Sorry, something happened before, so it's not convenient to reply to you temporarily."

The boy was startled, and he didn't expect the man to apologize to him. After all, it was a letter he wrote to the man on his own initiative. He acts as a sharer. The man does not need to give him feedback every time.

Blushing embarrassedly, the boy hurriedly said: "I don't mean to blame you, I'm just worried that something happened to you, I don't know if I can help, after all I don't know who you are!"

The fourteen-year-old boy is still in shape, white and fat like a dumpling, with a child-specific soft voice, which makes people feel warm.

The man reached out and rubbed his hair, with a gentle voice: "Well, I know."

The boy was taken aback by his familiar movements, and immediately took his hand off and warned him very seriously: "You can't touch your head, the president is not tall!"

The man's thin lips were pursed, as if he was smiling, but again as if there were none.

The young black bright eyes looked at him with a serious expression: "You gave me so many things, we...are we friends?"

The man raised his eyebrows and nodded slightly.

The boy seemed to heaved a sigh of relief. He watched him and said in a similar complaining tone: "I don't know what your name is..."

"There is Heng, Zhao Youheng." The man's eyes were deep and authentic. He just named the king, gave a crown and gave the word.

"Brother Zhao?"

The man frowned: "You don't need to see things like this between you and me."

Tell Brother Zhao to see you outside? The boy blinked, wondering if it was possible to call You Heng? But this sounds weird. that……

"Aheng?" The young man tried to call out.

"Yeah." The man answered, his eyes softer.

The boy couldn't help himself: "My name is Su Qingze, and everyone in my family calls me Qingze!"

"Qingze."

The man yelled with kindness, and suddenly the boy's eyes were shining, as if there were stars flickering.

Seeing that the table in front of him was clean, the man wondered: "Why don't you eat?"

The boy was embarrassed to say that it was because he was worried that he would not be able to eat, and said vaguely: "I'm already fat enough to eat too much meat..."

The man frowned and said sternly: "You are not fat." He had held a young man that day. The young man was not heavy, and he was so soft that he could leave a mark with a slight pinch.

Hearing this, the boy's eyes brightened.

A true friend will not care about your appearance and will not despise you because of your body!

The other party really treats him as a friend! The boy was very happy. The white and tender bun had a bright smile, and his eyes were as curved as a crescent moon.

"Last time I walked in a hurry, I haven't visited Qingzhou well." The man naturally sat beside him, "This time I will stay a few more days."

The boy was overjoyed: "Great!"

In the next few days, the teenager dutifully acted as a tour guide, taking the men to try any delicious and fun things. Although he is very happy alone, the feeling of eating, drinking and having fun with him is different!

The man doesn't talk much and doesn't like to laugh, but he listens patiently no matter what he says, and occasionally expresses his own opinions. Willing to accompany him to do things that don't fit his identity, and don't mind his slowness. This makes the teenager feel more happy than ever.

He has wanted such a friend for a long time!

Seeing the clean and bright smile on the boy's face, the man stretched out his hand to touch his hair, but remembered the boy's previous warning and had to withdraw his hand.

The boy is still young, so he has to grow taller, at least to the position of his jaw.