The waste is going to strike back

Chapter 136 Endless Argument

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

It was rare to hear such a sound in the training room which was usually empty.

Mu Xin has been spending the past few days in the training room.

He was wearing a tank top and sweatpants, his body was sweating profusely, and he was wearing boxing gloves on his hands, trying hard to vent his energy, sweating profusely on the sandbag.

Yan Shaohui has not come back yet, but he doesn't want to take care of the base's affairs at all.

I was so upset that I couldn't deal with anything calmly.

So he could only ask Zhu Mengli and Qi Shan Rondo to help out, while he himself stayed in the training room to do some free time.

It's not really about avoiding leisure, after all, who would avoid leisure by coming to the training room and training themselves until they are almost dehydrated and have no strength left?

Mu Xin swung his fist and hit the sandbag again. The sandbag, which had been overused, could not withstand the high-intensity usage frequency. The surface fabric was completely broken, and the fine sand inside flowed out.

Mu Xin was stunned, and the beads of sweat on his hair flowed down his cheeks to the ground.

He took a step back and then sat down on the ground with unsteady steps.

He carefully took off his boxing gloves. His hand joints were rubbed and bleeding, and his palms were red and trembling slightly.

Mu Xin's body has protested against his recent intense self-abuse.

Not only the hands, but also the legs have purple and blue marks of varying sizes due to constant use of those training equipment.

Mu Xin gave a bitter smile, then lay down on the smooth ground in a spread-eagle position.

All the muscles in his body were sore and painful, as if they were torn apart.

But only by exhausting himself in this way could he stop listening to the rumors about him in the legion, and only in this way could he get a good sleep when he returned home at night.

And the kind that doesn't dream.

Otherwise, he couldn't help thinking about Yan Shaohui and Guo Moru, and even dreamed of the two of them being affectionate in front of him...

It’s really life-threatening.

Mu Xin put his arms over his eyes and let out a long sigh.

Even though he knew that Yan Shaohui would not like Guo Moru, he just couldn't help thinking about it, and couldn't help to torture his nerves with such imaginary things.

Just when Mu Xin was taking a break, someone poked his shoulder with a finger.

"Mumu, are you going to sleep? The ground is very cold, Mumu will catch a cold."

It’s A-Shi.

Mu Xin opened his eyes, then supported himself with his hands and sat up. He touched A Shi's head with a gentle expression, "Why are you here?"

"I asked Weiwei to bring me here. He said you've been in a bad mood lately and asked me to comfort you."

"Really?" Mu Xin raised his eyebrows.

Although Yan Shaowei looks like a careless person, he is actually a meticulous person. He often notices things in such subtle details that others fail to notice.

He knew that there were no fools in the Yan family.

"Yeah," A-Shi sat cross-legged in front of Mu Xin, then opened his arms, "Weiwei said that a hug can comfort and warm a person. A-Shi doesn't want Mu Xin to be sad or cry."

"So you want to hug me?" Mu Xin smiled. This was the most sincere smile he had given in recent times.

Ah Shi nodded vigorously, "Yeah, because Ah Shi will feel distressed. Ah Shi knows that it was that good-looking brother who bullied you, so you will be sad." Then he patted his chest, "Mumu, don't worry. With Ah Shi here, that good-looking brother and that good-looking sister will not bully you anymore."

Mu Xin felt warm in his heart and gentle ripples appeared in his eyes.

"Yes, A Shi is here. A Shi will protect Mu Mu." Mu Xin accepted A Shi's hug. This was the person he had saved out of kindness. A Shi was tall but as innocent as a child. He was the only one who would hug him and comfort him by saying that he would protect him.

Mu Xin lay in A Shi's arms, but felt an urge to cry. A sour feeling seeped out from his heart, stimulating his tear glands like mustard.

Finally, the long period of frustration and boredom made him cry out loud. However, the childish Ah Shi quietly patted Mu Xin's thin back, silently giving him strength.

As the sun sets, warm orange sunlight shines in, making the embrace of the two people look especially soft and warm, as beautiful as an oil painting.

But such a beautiful picture was ruthlessly shattered.

"Clap! Clap! Clap!"

A burst of applause broke out inexplicably, and Mu Xin raised his head in surprise.

But he saw two figures, one tall and one short, one tall and one thin, standing at the door of the training room, looking at him and A-Shi.

Mu Xin's pupils shrank, and then he left A Shi's arms.

"I didn't know that I came back to the base exhausted and the first person I wanted to see actually put on such a show for me."

"What?" Mu Xin stood up shakily and looked at Yan Shaohui who walked into the training room with a frown.

Ah Shi supported Mu Xin, whose legs were weak and he was about to fall, and looked at the person who came with caution.

"Isn't it? Aren't you hugging this fool at this time just to show me? Just because I didn't accept your proposal, right?" Yan Shaohui narrowed his eyes aggressively.