The most powerful hero of the League of Legends

Chapter 224 The Unspeakable Secret
Early the next morning, Wang Yu was awakened by the sound of rummaging through boxes.

I saw Ya'er took out the paper and pen, writing and drawing.

"What are you doing?" Wang Yu glanced and asked in confusion.

Ya'er ran over with a few blank sheets of paper and handed him one of them.

Two words were written on the paper: "Ya'er!"

When Wang Yu saw these two words, his pajamas disappeared. He couldn't help laughing, and said, "This is a girl's name, not yours!"

Ya'er showed a disappointed look, and took out another piece of paper, on which was written: "Ya'er!"

"It's a girl's too, not yours!"

After hearing this, Ya'er stared at him with watery eyes, her lips turned up, and she looked very dissatisfied.

Wang Yu kept smiling, always finding this young man very funny.

Moreover, he just saw that after taking off the peaked cap, the young man had short brown hair, like a mixed race, and, looking closely at his eyes, the pupils were blue, not the familiar black pupils.

Afterwards, Ya'er took out another piece of paper, on which was written: "Dumb!"

Wang Yu shook his head and said, "It's Ya'er, not Dumb, and neither Ya'er nor Ya'er, understand?"

Ya'er looked confused, and after thinking for a while, he picked up the pen and wrote the word "Ya'er".

Wang Yu nodded and said, "Well, this is it!"

Ya'er looked at the name on the paper, looked at it carefully, and then turned to look at him and smirked.

Wang Yu smiled. Although he thought Ya'er was stupid, he was quite clever and could write!
He didn't feel sleepy anymore, so he got up and cleaned up.

Seeing him doing this, Ya'er also dressed herself up and put on her peaked cap.

Afterwards, he took Ya'er to finish a breakfast, and then asked, "When are you leaving?"

Hearing what he said, Ya'er panicked, took his hand hastily, looked at him pitifully, and shook his head anxiously.

Wang Yu was stunned for a moment, and said, "You don't want to go?"

Ya'er moved slightly and nodded.

There was a hint of pleading in those blue eyes.

Wang Yufang is gone.

I am also wandering around, homeless, how to bring a Ya'er who can't do things and can't speak?
"Well, you can't follow me!" He said seriously.

But Ya'er shook his head, looking very panicked, and kept yelling.

Ya'er put down her luggage, took out one by one of her own paintings, and stuffed them into Wang Yu's arms.

Wang Yu smiled bitterly: "I don't want your things, but I can't even take care of myself, how can I take care of you?"

After hearing this, Ya'er's blue eyes were filled with tears, so pitiful.

Wang Yu picked up one of the paintings and looked at it.

On the screen is a lake with a few vines swaying on the water waves.A masterpiece of sparse shadows, horizontal slanting water, clear and shallow water, dark fragrance and floating moon at dusk.The drawing tools are pencils, which are simple and simple, but you can still see the poignant beauty and lonely charm in it.

"The painting is not bad!" He thought for a while, looked at Ya'er, and asked, "Why don't you find a design company and rely on your talent to make a living, what do you think?"

Ya'er thought for a while, as if understanding what he said, and then nodded.

Wang Yu breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Okay then, I just happen to have nothing else to do, so I'll help you find a place to stay, what do you think?"

Ya'er nodded obediently.

Later, Wang Yu took Ya'er to the street to help Ya'er find a job.

He didn't think of himself as noble and great. It wasn't that he was kind-hearted and helpful, but that he was just looking for trouble. Moreover, he had a good feeling for Ya'er. This young man was smart and obedient, and he deserved his help.

After wandering around for an hour, Wang Yu took Ya'er and entered a company's recruitment site.

"Do you have a resume?" the personnel director of the signboard asked.

"No!" Wang Yu answered helpfully.

"What about education?" the supervisor asked again.

Wang Yu glanced at Ya'er, who was shaking his head.

"No!" he said again.

The supervisor frowned, looked at Ya'er with a dissatisfied expression, and said, "Don't you know your own affairs, and you need others to answer for you? If there is any task for you, do you need others to do it for you?"

Seeing that the supervisor's attitude was not good, Wang Yu took out Ya'er's work and said, "This is his work, please have a look!"

However, the supervisor didn't look at it at all, and said: "A person with no academic qualifications, is he still a grassroots master? Alright, let's go, don't waste my time!"

If you don't apply, you don't know, but when you apply, you will know how fierce the competition in this society is, and how cruel the reality is.

Wang Yu's face was gloomy, he glanced at the supervisor, and really wanted to yell at him. I've always been the one who flirts with others. Damn it, it's your turn to flirt with me?

But for some reason, when his heart calmed down, he seemed to see many things, an ordinary story, and an ordinary road.

He didn't speak, turned around and left.Ya'er lowered his head and followed behind him.

After another hour, he found a new place to apply for, but after hearing that he had no education or education, he still denied it.

Wang Yu had no choice but to give up the big company and look for some private advertising rooms, printing rooms, etc. However, after knowing that Ya'er was a mute, he refused all of them.

"Damn, you look down on the disabled!" Wang Yu yelled at a middle-aged man who refused.

"Young man, please speak well. Since you are so caring, go and help him yourself, why bother with us?" The middle-aged man replied with a sneer.

This time, Wang Yu lost his temper completely.

He left the room angrily, but Ya'er didn't dare to speak, and followed him timidly.

At this time, it was getting late.

Wang Yu was in a bad mood after being irritated all day. He looked back at Ya'er, took a deep breath, and said, "I'll look for a job tomorrow. Don't worry, I won't abandon you!"

After finishing speaking, he hesitated again, and said, "It's really not possible, just follow me!"

Originally, he didn't want to carry this oil bottle, but his personality just refused to admit defeat, and he would bring one as long as he was afraid of chicken feathers!
Ya'er gritted his teeth when he heard what he said, without nodding or shaking his head.

"Let's go, fill your belly first!" Immediately, he took Ya'er to eat dinner.He still has some deposits on him, mainly from playing with him recently, but it's not much anymore.

The money for power leveling is all in the team's account, and he has no extra property except for the 1 yuan he asked for from Nami.

After dinner, he had nothing else to do. He took Ya'er to the bar, drank a little wine, and chatted to relax.

The lively atmosphere in the bar made Ya'er nervous for a while, but Wang Yu was very casual, taking Ya'er as a confidant, talking to Ya'er while drinking.

"Ya'er, do you know what life is?" He poured himself a cup first, and then talked to Ya'er carefully.

"If you don't have the experience of crying in the middle of the night, you are not qualified to talk about life." He smiled and explained casually.

Ya'er didn't drink, and looked at him with big eyes blinking, obedient and serious.

Wang Yu is very satisfied with this audience.

He kept all his past in his heart and never told others. First, it was because it was absurd and uninhibited, so no one would believe it. Second, it was because it had too much to do with him, especially his real identity, which must not be known to others.

Ya'er is different, because he can't speak, he can confide unscrupulously, and he can brag unscrupulously, which feels good.

He doesn't need others to answer him, his bragging is just venting his inner grief and anger, he doesn't care what others think.

Wang Yu deliberated, and said: "Actually, life is like a deep valley without an echo. We walk into the depths of the darkness, and for the sake of the glimmer of light, we step forward one after another."

"We see through death step by step, see through parting, and bury our loved ones as well as ourselves." Wang Yu said it very casually, but the sadness in it is not understood by ordinary people.

A trace of sadness flashed across Ya'er's expression, as if he understood what he said.

Wang Yu said with a smile: "Humans are also strange. They have a pair of eyes, but they can never see the truth clearly, and they have a mouth, but they can't say what's in their hearts."

"If you don't know how to speak, don't say it. I can see your expression, I understand!" For the first time, he felt that he and Ya'er had an innate tacit understanding.

At this time, two beauties in provocative clothes came towards them, laughing constantly, and asked him, "Handsome guy, would you like a drink?"

"No!" Wang Yu waved his hand and refused directly.

"Hmph, gay!" The two beauties left unhappily.

Wang Yu continued to tell Ya'er about his past, including his former family, former Tibbers, and his beloved woman.

He spoke in the third person, but with Ya'er's intelligence, he must be able to understand that the person is him.

About two hours later, Wang Yu was a little dazed from drinking, but he didn't stop, still talking nonsensically.

The eternal secret in his heart, he held it back too hard.

Ya'er has been listening obediently, his expression changing according to his mood.

Strange to say, Ya'er's expression is extremely rich, and the blue eyes seem to be able to speak, dreamy and blurred, like stars, and like the Milky Way, giving people a very deep feeling and touching people.

After Wang Yu got drunk, he gradually forgot that Ya'er was a boy. From the expression on Ya'er's face, he regarded Ya'er as an innocent and pure girl, but he didn't speak.

The night was getting darker.

Wang Yu drank himself drunk and turned into a ball of mud.

At around two o'clock in the evening, the bar closed, and Ya'er helped him and walked towards the hotel.

Wang Yu didn't know how he got back to the hotel, and then lay down on the bed.

In a daze, he felt that someone was undressing himself, and then scrubbed his body gently with a wet towel.

That movement didn't look like a man's movement, but a woman's.

(End of this chapter)