Not The Sideburns I Know Chapter 124

Ervin held Ryan's hand tightly all the way without saying a word, and Ryan didn't dare to ask him any more questions. When the car drove to Luoguxiang, Ervin sat in the car without moving, neither got off the car nor spoke, his eyes were straight. It was so cold that he actually sweated a lot when he held Ryan's hand. Ryan sat with him until his legs were numb from the cold, then he shook his hand and said, "Going home, huh?"

Ervin's eyelashes fluttered suddenly, and his fingertips trembled as if he was frightened. Ryan thought of the rabbits raised by Zhao Yuanzhen's family in Shanghai. Sometimes one or two of them ran out to his yard, eating grass with their backs to people. If you yelled at them from behind, the rabbits would have such a dull and pitiful look, and everyone looked like a wolf to them. Ervin had kicked and hit so fiercely just now, but now he was so fragile, so wronged, and so heartbreaking. He was a little orphan who was bullied by adults. Ryan was so distressed that he leaned over and k!ssed his forehead for a long time before leading him out of the car. Ervin fell on the bed as soon as he entered the room, without even turning over, as if he was dead.

Xiao Lai saw that they were not in the right mood, so he did not dare to ask questions. He went into the room silently to light the charcoal basin, his eyes fixed on Ryan. Ryan sat on the bed and took off Ervin's shoes, put his feet on the bed and stuffed them into the quilt, then raised his index finger to his mouth and winked at Xiao Lai. Xiao Lai lowered his head, pursed his lips, lit the charcoal basin and left.

Ryan couldn't go home today anyway. He took off his clothes and got into bed, hugged Ervin and whispered softly: "Boss Shang, what's wrong? Tell me." Ervin didn't answer the first question, and didn't answer the second question. His eyebrows were tightly kneaded, and he looked like he couldn't say anything. Ryan was so scared that he was afraid that he was hit by a club, so he kneaded his shoulders twice without making a sound. Ervin rested his head on his shoulder and remained silent. Suddenly, he took a deep breath, turned over and straddled Ryan, and looked down at him with two burning eyes, like two stars in the middle of the night.

Ryan hadn't sensed the danger yet. He patted Ervin on the back of his head and said lovingly and gently, "Lie down well. The quilt is full of wind."