RPAGF Chapter 499: Childhood Friends, Flowers, Leaves and Soil
Chapter 499: Childhood Friends, Flowers, Leaves and Soil
"who is it?"
Chang Le asked.
The next day.
"Hi~ my dear Chang Le, long time no see!"
The slender hands lifted up the bangs, the handsome face was raised 45 degrees to the sky, the smiling lips raised a perfect arc, and a charming wink was attached~
Chang Le: . . . . .
She stared blankly at the charming and energetic yellow-haired man in front of her, then turned to look at Luo Xuan: "It can't be him, right?"
Luo Xuan pursed his lips and pulled the corners of his mouth: "It's him."
"The first person of the younger generation in the Golden Domain?"
"Ah."
Chang Le looked at the yellow-haired man who was still posing with a look of pain on his face, and a ridiculous guess arose in his mind: "Could your teacher be Mu Liangchao?"
Huangmao's eyes lit up, and he took out a candy stick and spun it around his fingertips twice, then it bounced up and landed accurately in his mouth:
"As expected of a young master, you are so smart!" As he said this, he pointed his hands like guns towards Chang Le for emphasis.
Chang Le had a constipated expression on his face, unable to complain.
No wonder! This familiar contrast, this familiar but incomprehensible magical temperament. Sure enough, they are of the same origin!
"What's wrong, sister Chang Le?" The yellow-haired man lifted his bangs. "Are you feeling unwell? Why do you look unwell?"
Chang Le couldn't stand it anymore, so he turned around and grabbed Luo Xuan: "I say! Has he always been so sloppy?"
Ah ah ah ah ah!
Lifting hair, holding forehead, looking up at 45 degrees, spinning pen, comparing guns... every movement looks like it has just been pulled out of a 105° frying pan!
Unbearable! !
Not only did Chang Le feel pain in his eyes, but his stomach also started to feel uncomfortable.
Luo Xuan was also unable to appreciate this kind of "handsomeness": "This, this was not like this before. Later, after I followed Mu Liangchao to study outside for a period of time and came back, it became like this... You should try your best to adapt to it."
“I might not be able to adapt.”
"It's okay, you can vomit."
Huang Mao:? ? ?
"Hey, hey, hey, I'm still here!" Huangmao was so angry that he stroked his yellow hair.
"Isn't this cool? I carefully designed every move! I prepared it for Lele to see! When their training was so rough that they looked like they just came out of a coal mine, it was me who took the trouble to design a meeting move for our young master!"
Another wink!
A group of grass mud horses ran through Chang Le's heart: Listen to me saying thank you, because greasy, warm four seasons...
"Forget it, the road of fashion is lonely after all." Huang Mao said melancholy, then put away his perfect smile and style, raised his chin towards Chang Le,
"Young Master, shall we set off?"
Chang Le clasped his fists at him and said, "It's fine now!"
"Huh?" The yellow-haired man subconsciously returned the salute.
"Just talk like this and keep it like this. Thank you." Chang Le patted his shoulder, said goodbye to Luo Xuan, and got into the car.
The yellow-haired "Xizi holding heart" who was not recognized for his charm said goodbye to Luo Xuan sadly. Luo Xuan had already turned his back and looked up at the sky: This blue sky is so blue~
The yellow-haired man was so angry that he cursed with his mouth, then turned around and got into the car.
"Um, that..." Chang Le suddenly realized that he didn't even know his name.
"Hey! Princess, please give me your orders~" The yellow-haired man smiled handsomely.
Chang Le: “…Forget it.”
"What do you mean, forget it?" Huang Mao suddenly became serious, with one hand on the car door and the other on the backrest: "Young Master, it's not a good thing to give up halfway."
Changle: (￣△￣|||)
How to describe it? The impact of this action is equivalent to the phrase "Woman, you are playing with fire."
Chang Le took a deep breath, and finally found that he couldn't bear it anymore, so he turned his head and looked at him coldly: "You'd better be normal, if you keep waving your breath around, I will make you a sister!"
Huang Mao was stunned for a moment, his eyes gradually brightened, and he suddenly smiled. This time his smile was very real, quite refreshing and pleasing to the eye.
He spread his hands and pouted: "Okay, okay, I won't tease you anymore. You still have such a bad temper."
"Have we known each other for a long time?" Chang Le heard the familiarity in his words.
Huang Mao leaned against the car window, holding a candy stick in his mouth, and slowly reminded: "The Little Girl Who Sold Nuclear Bombs, do you remember?"
Chang Le looked at him, his eyes changing from confusion to recollection to surprise to sudden enlightenment:
"Are you the fat kid who asked someone to beat me up?!"
She remembered a memory of wandering as a child, in which she told a dark fairy tale to a fat boy and frightened him to tears. (Zhilu 195)
The yellow-haired man's face suddenly turned black: "Bullshit! I'm the father of the fat guy who sent someone to beat you up!"
"Hey!" Chang Le stared.
The yellow-haired man's expression faltered. "Yes, he is the leader of the group that the fat guy hired to beat you up."
Chang Le remembered that he had a fight with the five people brought by the fat boy the next day, but who was the leader?
She pondered for a long time, then looked up: "I don't remember."
Huang Mao was heartbroken: "You don't remember, you don't remember... I was a bully in kindergarten since I was a kid, and this is the first time I lost to a little girl! Such a tragic defeat, you don't remember it at all!"
"Why should I remember my defeated opponent?" Chang Le added calmly.
Huang Mao curled up his legs pitifully. "Listen, this is too hurtful! I am just a defeated opponent! What does the friendship we have built up over the years as the 'Iron Triangle of Children' mean to us?"
"Wait a minute!" Chang Le caught a strange word, "'Children's Iron Triangle'? What?"
Huang Mao stretched out three fingers and said, "You, Ye Buqi and me, the three of us!
From the Chengbei Kindergarten to the Chengnan Primary School in the old town of Mogan, the local bully, the iron triangle! You don’t remember this at all?”
Chang Le was silent for a moment, and then told the truth: "I remember Sister Ye, you just..."
"Stop talking, my heart hurts so much!" Huang Mao covered his heart and looked at her sadly.
"Is this how you treat me? I ran from District 4 to District 3 and then to District 9 to find you. I practiced hard in the Dragon Sect just to see you again!
Oh, it’s just my one-man show after all, there’s no love anymore, or it’s faded~”
"and many more!"
Chang Le suddenly realized that the most important purpose of Luo Xuan letting this guy follow her all the way was not to protect her, but because this guy had a lot of overlap with her childhood memories!
He was here to help her regain her childhood memories!
Chang Le grabbed his wrist and said, "Wait a moment! Tell me from the beginning, why did you come to me? Where did I go? Why did you go to District 3 and then District 9? What else do you know?"
Huang Mao was stunned by her serious expression, and his exaggerated acting skills were restrained: "I was going to tell you, but I have a condition."
"What conditions?"
Huangmao smiled and broke the candy stick into pieces: "Give me a name. I don't like the name you gave me when I was a child now."
Chang Le blinked in confusion: "I picked it for you? What did I pick?"
Huangmao's face turned black, and the unbearable past events came back to his mind vividly——
"Brother, no no no, sister, miss! I am wrong! Stop hitting me. My handsome face is disfigured! I am willing to be your little brother. Is it not okay if I am willing?"
A teenage boy was leaning against the wall, covering his face which was swollen like a pig's head.
In front of him was a little silver-haired girl of about eight or nine years old, with lightning flashing on her body.
Next to her was a cuter, younger baby, about five years old, but the blood on her little pink fist proved that this cute, harmless little girl was the culprit behind the boy's face injuries.
The young man rolled his eyes and said cleverly and flatteringly: "Two ladies, please give me a name. From now on, I will be your little brother!"
The silver-haired girl turned around and said to the little girl with a smile: "Le Le, come here."
Little Lele made the final decision: "He has yellow hair, so he's called... Dahuang!"
The young man was struck by lightning.
However, this name became the only thing that accompanied him for the next ten years.
Until we met again today.
The young man is the yellow-haired one, the little girl with silver hair is Ye Buqi, and the one who looks cute but is actually very fierce is naturally Chang Le.
Chang Le pursed his lips, bit his lips, tilted his head, and clenched his fists.
Huangmao wiped his face and said, "If you want to laugh, just laugh."
Chang Le finally held back and said, "You should change your name. Although this name is also cute, it's not very handsome."
Huang Mao looked at her and said, "Please give me a call."
"Do you have any ideas of your own?"
Huang Mao was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "There is actually a name I want."
"what?"
"Yao, Wang Yao."
Chang Le was curious: "Why is it this word?"
Huangmao was silent and mysterious, and the name was decided upon.
……
Yao.
Three earths form a Yao, which means "high mountain".
Flowers, leaves, soil, and mountains high enough to shelter them.
That's what I mean.