Advance Bravely

Not long after Xia Yao returned home, Xuan Dawei rushed over in a hurry.

"Oh, I heard Peng Zi say that you are hurt, what is going on? Is it heavy?"

Xia Yao said in an understatement: "It's okay, it's a fracture."

"Isn't the fracture still going?" Xuan Dawei's face looked distressed. "What do you want to say?"

Xia Yao smiled weakly and weakly. The uninjured arm hooked the neck of Xuan Dazhao. The whole person hanged half on it, and his head sighed heavily on the back of Xuan Dawei. He sighed long.

There was a gentle color between Xuan Da’s eyebrows. The big hand reached behind and took a picture on Xia Yao’s butt. He asked, “What’s wrong? Is it an arm hurt?”

"No." Xia Yao’s voice was lazy and scattered. The head squatted on Xuan’s shoulder and spit out two words slowly.

"Awkward? What awkward?"

"Awkward in my heart."

Xuan Dawei's thick eyebrows were twisted, and Xia Yao, who was behind him, copied it to his body and asked with concern: "What is wrong with my heart? Who is calling you? Peng Ze also called me and said that you are not in a good mood. what happened?"

Xia Yao had a mouth and suddenly found something that he could not say in the face of Xuan Da.

"Nothing, my right hand is hurt, it is not convenient to dry up, so I feel awkward."

"So little thing?" Xuan Dawei said, "Please ask a private companion! Let him stay with you for twenty-four hours. Anything will help you. I can’t help you as a companion, you have I am here to help you with anything that is inconvenient, such as taking off your pants in the toilet, helping a bird, etc..."

"Go and go!" Xia Yaole.

Xia mother came in with a snack plate and asked, "What are you talking about? Are you so happy?"

Xuan Daxiao smiled, "Let's talk."

At dinner, Xiamu and Xuan Dawei chatted next to each other. Xia Yao occasionally inserted a mouth, most of the time absent-minded.

Don't call Yuan Zhang and tell him that I am not going to die? Is this necessary? When did I say that I must go to him to eat? Let's play, I feel a little more than this, don't hit it, it seems like I can't open it myself, and I have a ghost in my heart.

After eating, Xia Yao’s entangled emotions have not been alleviated. When chatting with Xuan Dawei, he frequently swept to the window.

"I have a wish now," Xuan said.

Xia Yao has only returned to God for a long time, "Hey?"

"Catch the king of Wang Zhishui!"

Xia Yaoyi is happy, "Do you still remember him?"

"The soul is dreaming, the tea is not thinking."

Xia Yao said: "I have been in the office for a few days without waiting for the police. I will take this time to help you check it out and see if you can learn this person."