Come Eat Mr. Bunny Rabbit - Chapter 28

    Wen Ming went to the supermarket the next day after get off work to buy.

    The granary at home has been completely declared empty. His family was eaten up by a Jiang Rui.

    He went to a supermarket near his home. Wen Ming had a hunch that he would bring a lot of things back this time, so he didn’t choose a place too far.

    —guess who he met as he pushed his cart between the aisles.

    Although there are only two sides, Wen Ming recognized his face as soon as he saw it. Because the two met each other when they passed by, he also greeted the yellow-haired **** in a friendly way.

    “Little one.”

    Speaking of which, he heard the name Jiang Rui from the monkey’s mouth at the beginning, and he missed it a little.

    I don’t know if it’s the problem of this species or the young man with yellow hair himself. Even if he is just standing next to the shelf, he gives a sneaky feeling.

    The yellow-haired youth was confused for a while before he recognized him, and the chin that was raised after being provoked by the three words “little little” was also retracted.

    As soon as he recognized Wen Ming, he immediately came over to greet him eagerly: “Oh, Mr. Wen, how did I meet you here by chance. How are you recently?”

    Seeing that he seemed to know him very well, Wen Ming shook hands with the young man playfully.

    After saying hello, Huang Mao obviously didn’t want to leave, so naturally he walked and chatted with Wen Ming.

     “What happened to Mr. Wen after that? Look at me, I don’t have time to contact you.”

    Wen Ming replied: “It’s all right.”

    Huang Mao sighed endlessly: “that’s good, that’s good. I was talking about you a while ago, and I said I don’t know if Teacher Wen is doing well recently. You have to walk alone at night now. Be careful, don’t provoke Jiang Rui again in the future.”

    Wen Ming scratched his face with a finger: “This…”

    Huang Mao grabbed him enthusiastically and chatted: “Speaking of which, I haven’t seen you recently.”

    Wen Ming didn’t realize that the two had wandered into the wine area.

    Huangmao looked at the racks in this row, rolled his eyes and continued to chat: “Mr. Wen, you are a serious person. If you want to hear it, I can tell you Jiang Rui recently some news…”

    “News?” Wen Ming didn’t know, so he turned around and saw this man pick up two wine bottles and put them in his shopping cart.

    “What are you doing?” Wen Ming was surprised.

    Huang Mao explained to Wen Ming: “Oh, let’s borrow a place and put it away. Anyway, we’ll check out together later. Mr. Wen, don’t you want to hear news from Jiang Rui?”

    Wen Ming asked: “What happened to him? Did he fight again?”

    Huang Mao wanted to say something, but suddenly he seemed to have seen a ghost during the day, and his face changed greatly. If I have to describe it, it is like adding special effects, brushing my face completely white.

    Huangmao Xin wants to die, what kind of bad luck is today, why can I meet it here.

    In desperation, he shivered and pulled Wen Ming towards the container together. He didn’t take the yellow hair wine, and spit out a string to Wen Ming quickly and in a low voice: “Don’t look back, don’t look back, just pretend that nothing happened, just don’t make a sound…”

    Looking at his appearance, Wen Ming guessed which local social elder brother or bully he met.

    He had no choice but to cooperate. Looking next to him, Huang Mao had already closed his eyes and drew a cross on his chest.

    Is it so exaggerated? This social elder brother is so fierce?

    Seeing that he was afraid of this, Wen Ming quickly pulled Jiang Rui who had just come to him to face the wall, and whispered to him: “Shh, don’t talk.”

    Jiang Rui: ?

    Wen Ming lowered his voice: “Don’t be noisy, it’s the person you can’t offend.”

    Jiang Rui stood there with him.

    A few long minutes passed, and the three of them were still standing next to the shelf facing the wall.

    The two warring Huang Mao felt more and more strange in his heart. He couldn’t wait for the footsteps behind him that symbolized redemption. He thought to himself how this uncle has been dawdling for so long and hasn’t walked past.

    He turned his head again and made a heart attack sound on the spot.

    Really. He didn’t even think about it directly, he admired his strong psychological quality.

    The Lord of Hell is facing the wall with him.

    Wen Ming is still asking the yellow-haired white-eyed: “Okay? Don’t you have to hide anymore?”

    Huangmao’s heart trembled, his hands trembled, and the muscles on his face trembled: “You, you, he, he, you, you…”

    Wen Ming then patted Jiang Rui: “Okay.” Jiang Rui turned around and put the soy sauce in his hand into the shopping cart.

     Purchasing this kind of thing will of course bring coolies. Wen Ming pulled Jiang Rui over today to help carry things.

    It’s like this, the weight of Jiang Rui’s eyes can crush him to death.

    But Jiang Rui didn’t look at him and glanced at the wine bottles in their shopping cart.

    The yellow hair is sweating.

    Jiang Rui held the bottle neck with one hand and held it in his hand to see if the bottle went smoothly.

    The sense of substitution is very strong, and Huangmao feels that he has been opened.

    He was sweating instantly: “Brother! Brother!!”

    Wen Ming, who was pushing the shopping cart, said, “Jiang Rui, this is not our thing.”

    “Yes, yes, yes.” Huang Mao couldn’t say anything else, he stepped forward tremblingly, and carefully took the wine bottle that was as heavy as a thousand pounds from Wen Ming’s hand.

    Seeing such a yellow hair, Wen Ming had to try his best to soften his attitude: “Jiang Rui, let me introduce to you, this is a little bit.”

    Jiang Rui snorted.

    Yellow hair shook. He squeezed out a crying and smiling expression: “You you, you two…”

    He suddenly said a sentence: “Wish 99!”

    Jiang Rui: “Yeah.”

    Wen Ming: “Huh?”

    It should be too smooth, you two are wrong!

    “Hey!” He wanted to correct Huang Mao, but Huang Mao, who was about to be scared out of fear, bowed respectfully and quickly disappeared from their sight.

    This set of difficult moves made Wen Ming amazed.

    Slowly put down the arm he had recovered, Wen Ming frowned, and asked Jiang Rui beside him: “Do you know him?”

    Jiang Rui: “No.”

    Wen Ming saw his expression and read his satisfaction with the words just now.

    The shopping cart was pushed by a different person. Wen Ming stopped behind Jiang Ruihe’s car and did not leave.

    Jiang Rui looked back at him.

    Being the usual Wen Ming, even if you want to correct this kind of thing, there is no way. But it’s different now.

    He made things clear last night.

    In the past, he was bumping into the wall without a clue, guessing whether Jiang Rui had a psychological shadow on the word “tired”, and then starting from the deep meaning hidden behind the words.

    Nothing, nothing.

    The phrase “I’m tired” is only literal in the final analysis. The biggest key to this sentence is its straightforward expression.

    Wen Ming has understood this since he said the words of pain.

    At this time, Wen Ming looked into Jiang Rui’s eyes and said seriously, “It will trouble me if he misunderstands like this.”

    Jiang Rui repeated his words: “troubled?”

    Wen Ming firmed his heart and said, “Yes, trouble means trouble.”

    Jiang Rui doesn’t seem to understand. He came over and habitually held Wen Ming’s face with both hands and looked at it.

    And Wen Ming tried his best to cooperate with him, showing him that he was not joking.

    Wen Ming’s way of teaching Jiang Rui in the past was all gentle and kind words to persuade him.

    However, such communication is irrelevant to Jiang Rui.

    Because Jiang Rui is not a guy who needs to care about the feelings of others. He has no empathy. For a person like him, he can feel at ease only when he is comfortable with the people around him.

    Jiang Rui is also the worst at discerning the emotions of others, but only Wen Ming.

    Only in front of Wen Ming, even if Jiang Rui is not good at it, he will hold his face with both hands and read his emotions over and over again.

    This has almost become his habitual action in front of Wen Ming. Because I want to understand.

    Is he unhappy? Is he sad?

    It’s that simple.

    From the very beginning, there was no obedient password, and the password was Jiang Rui who cared about him the most.

    So tired will care, pain will care, Wen Ming is troubled by others thinking they are a couple, he will also care.

    Wen Ming couldn’t say the kind of words Jiang Rui could understand before, which was due to the nature of his work. There are also reasons for Wen Ming’s own character.

    It was always difficult for him to frankly say things like “I’m tired”, “I’m in pain”, “I’m going to be troubled” in front of people.

    This is completely unfamiliar territory to Wen Ming. He has always been the only one who considers other people’s feelings. Totally his weakness.

    As if God was deliberately targeting him, this is the only trick that works well for Jiang Rui.

    Wen Ming said it again: “Jiang Rui, next time you should explain to others that we are not in that kind of relationship.”

    Wen Ming knew what he was talking about. What he said was that he would be troubled by the relationship between the two of them. There is no room for more clarity.

    Wen Ming will be troubled. Because he doesn’t like himself.

    Jiang Rui will not trouble him.

    This time he looked at Wen Ming for a little longer.