Chapter 83 Instinct
"Ah Chan, how come I got dumped again?"
"I'm such a devoted lover."
"Do you think I'm a 'love-obsessed' person?"
Ji Ruhui pointed to himself with his slender fingers.
Duan Mingxiao lowered his eyes and saw the message from Cong Chun about picking up the package, not even bothering to look at him.
Ji Ruhui is just too immersed in his role. Every time he goes out and claims to be a sister, which girl can stand it? And the girls he dates are all pampered daughters of wealthy families. Why should they put up with him?
Duan Mingxiao chuckled, his tone tinged with indifference.
"Pig brain is pig brain, why call it love brain?"
"Hehe, stop patting yourself on the back."
Ji Ruhui: ...After so many years of brotherhood, can't you even coax me a little?
Not long after, the two young masters arrived at the express delivery station near Peking University in their supercar.
Ji Ruhui raised an eyebrow and asked him in a gossipy tone.
What are you doing here? What did you buy?
"It's so precious that you, young master, have to come all the way to fetch it."
Duan Mingxiao ignored him and only told Ji Ruhui to shut up.
Immediately afterwards, the young master, despite his germaphobia, rummaged through a pile of packages and pulled out Cong Chun's electric scooter.
Looking at the half-full box of milk-sized express delivery box in front of him, Duan Mingxiao squinted his narrow eyes, somewhat speechless.
After unpacking the package, it was indeed a small electric scooter, but it was a toy electric scooter, and a bright pink one at that.
Ji Ruhui stood to the side, laughing so hard he couldn't straighten up, his words broken and incoherent.
"Ah Chan, did your aunt give you... a little brother or a little sister? Why did you buy this thing?"
"You're not going to buy it just to play with yourself, are you? No way..."
"Hahahaha...you're quite childlike."
Duan Mingxiao bent down, stared at the toy electric donkey in front of him, pressed the switch, and the electric donkey started running on the ground.
It certainly won't blow up your butt, but Chun Chun's butt isn't that small, so she definitely can't sit on it.
Ji Ruhui squatted down and pressed the switch again. The electric scooter started spinning in place and automatically played some corny DJ music, attracting a large crowd to look over.
Duan Mingxiao rolled his eyes at Ji Ruhui, speechless.
"Turn it off right now, it's so noisy."
Today happened to be the first day of military training for freshmen, and Cong Chun's electric scooter had just arrived. Duan Mingxiao offered to help him ride it back.
On the playground, although everyone was wearing the same military training uniform, Duan Mingxiao recognized Cong Chun at a glance; he was standing in the third position in the second row.
It stood so straight, just like a little white birch tree.
You idiot, you don't even know how to be lazy.
After the afternoon military training ended, a group of freshmen in camouflage military training uniforms walked towards the canteen.
Cong Chun spotted Duan Mingxiao from afar. The young master was tall and very handsome, standing out from the crowd.
Duan Mingxiao was wearing a simple black short-sleeved shirt. Because he did physical training every day, he had a great physique, and even the simple short-sleeved shirt made him look like a runway model. A peacock was also following him.
Many freshmen around him looked at him, and without exception, they all agreed that he was just too handsome to be recognized.
“Xiao Congchun, your little electric scooter, your old… A-Can helped you push it over.”
A light green electric scooter was parked right next to Duan Mingxiao.
Cong Chun went over to check and felt that it was somewhat different from the details page on his phone.
Today is the first day of military training. Cong Chun is wearing a hat, and his cheeks are slightly red from being in the sun.
The boy carefully examined the electric scooter in front of him, and then Cong Chun looked up at Duan Mingxiao.
"Young master, this little electric scooter doesn't seem to be mine."
Ji Ruhui, standing to the side, had a hint of a smile in her eyes. "Of course, you didn't buy this electric scooter. The one you bought was thrown into the trash by A-Can. It's probably in some junkyard now."
Duan Mingxiao placed the key to the electric scooter in Cong Chun's hand, speaking in a matter-of-fact tone.
"Whose is it if not yours? Take the key and remember to keep it safe."
"I've put the car lock in the basket for you."
"Remember to lock it up when you're not using it, otherwise don't come crying to me if someone steals your electric scooter."
Then Duan Mingxiao's gaze fell on Cong Chun's slightly chapped lips, and he frowned slightly without making a sound.
[That idiot Chun, he doesn't even drink water in this hot weather.]
Cong Chun took the keys without suspicion. The boy looked at the little electric scooter in front of him, touched the handlebars, and was extremely fond of it.
A bottle of mineral water was handed to him, and Duan Mingxiao nodded slightly, his voice low.
Stop grinning like an idiot and drink some water first.
Military training ends quickly in the evenings, and there is free time after 7 p.m. every day.
The young master said he would teach him how to ride a small electric scooter, and Cong Chun readily agreed.
Cong Chun learns things very quickly, and the operation of the electric scooter is not very complicated. The boy mastered the skills of riding the electric scooter almost immediately, and within a few days Cong Chun was able to ride it on the road.
Duan Mingxiao watched as Cong Chun rode away and disappeared from sight, and for some reason, he felt quite gratified.
[Let this handsome professional racer teach you how to ride an electric bicycle, and he won't charge you a penny.]
[Stupid Chun is truly blessed; this young master excels at everything he does.]
Cong Chun, wearing a light yellow helmet, agreed. Just then, his cell phone rang in his pocket. It was his grandmother calling; he called her every night.
Cong Chun spoke excitedly to the person on the other end of the phone.
"Grandma, I've learned to ride an electric bike. I'll take you to the market to sell vegetables from now on."
The wind whistled past his ears as Cong Chun learned a new skill on the tree-lined path of the campus.
Although it's just a very ordinary skill, it's somewhat unremarkable.
But when Cong Chun mentioned it to her grandmother, a faint smile appeared on her lips, and Duan Mingxiao's heart stirred slightly, his emotions being drawn to the person in front of him.
Being kind to Cong Chun seemed to be an innate instinct for Duan Mingxiao.
After all, a bird that loves its home will eventually fly to the free world.
And all he could do was protect and support him.
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