On one hundred ways of acting like a baby

On this side, Ge Ying was still crying.

The small body is no more than a ball when spread out.Dense sweat protruded from his forehead, his hands were clenched into fists, and his legs kicked the thin bedding from time to time.The whole face was wrinkled together, and the eyebrows were innocently covered, forming a mountain of uneven wrinkles.Everyone can see that his eyes are red and swollen from crying, and a piece looks like a fish's eye floating up, and his thick eyebrows are stained with teardrops, hanging down pitifully.

Little Naiwazi was originally a very simple and honest kid.He was not afraid of strangers by nature, and he didn't know if he knew how to judge beauty at a young age. You Ai staggered behind Yu Zijin and Dongsheng.

From the first day he saw this little milk baby till now, Yu Zijin never saw that he really shed tears.

No matter how hard the fall was, he just got up with a grunt, patted his fleshy knees, turned his head and ran vigorously again.Ge Ying didn't take it seriously even if she got a pinch on the face and a slap.

He just smiled foolishly at people, and his two clear black and white eyes were bent into a straight line, and his white and tender face gave him an innocent look.

Dongsheng once joked that Ge Ying's pleasing face may be a blessing.In the future, nine times out of ten, he will be a dragon among men and will have great achievements.

Ge Ying couldn't hear it, but babbled and babbled, patted her two little palms, and showed a blessed smile.

At this time, his luck was naughty, and he wanted to sneak away from this cute little master.

He cried like a cat cub with weak breath, struggling to let out a sob from his mouth.

Not long after the tears slid down the face, new ones came out to make up for it.

—How much pain should he have?

A burst of soreness welled up in her heart, and Yu Zijin couldn't help thinking: How much pain should it be?That's why this idiot who doesn't know pain is crying like this.It was as if he had suffered endless grievances and fell into the abyss, so helpless.

Yu Zijin stretched out his hand, his fingers trembled in the air for a long time, hesitating repeatedly, and after a long time, he lightly touched his face.

The cold fingers touched the scalding skin, causing goose bumps all over his body.Yu Zijin quickly withdrew his hand.After a moment of trance, he put his hands on his little face again.

Ge Ying's teardrops slipped down from the gap between Yu Zijin's palm and the side of her face, making Yu Zijin feel the same pain, a small raw pain in her heart.

Yu Zijin coaxed him softly: "Don't cry."

Ge Ying didn't listen to him at all, and sobbed with her mouth open.

She cried so much that her messy hair stuck to her face.Yu Zijin pushed it away for him, and said again: "Don't cry...don't cry, I'll take you to play hide-and-seek next time, okay..."

Milkman's brows and eyes were ugly and wrinkled together.

"If you're crying like this, I won't be with you." Yu Zijin threatened him.

Ge Ying suddenly raised the volume.The hoarse voice had to drag on for a long time, she was out of breath from crying, and coughed several times, almost choking.

His face was flushed and faintly blue, and the veins on his forehead were visible to the naked eye under the thin skin.

"Stop crying!" Yu Zijin wiped the tears all over his face in a panic, with a helpless and anxious tone: "Stop crying, okay?"

But Ge Ying couldn't stop crying.

As if struggling in another desolate quagmire, he waved his hands and feet desperately, fighting against the black and white impermanence hidden in the night.No one can help him.

At this moment, facing death, no one can help.

Yu Zijin got into bed without taking off his shoes, trying to pick up the little baby.His hands and feet were jerky, and it was difficult to hide it even though he tried his best to be careful.So much so that Dongsheng couldn't help but stepped forward to help.

Dong Chang stared at Ge Ying for a long time and sighed softly.

She said to Yu Zijin again: "I haven't had a drop of water today, so I'll go prepare some food."

Yu Zijin said nothing.

Before Dongsheng left, he put his hand on his hand and said in a low voice, "If it's not the food I brought, don't touch it."

Yu Zijin nodded.

He couldn't bear to take his eyes off Ge Ying's face for a moment.I'm afraid that in the blink of an eye, this babbling child will freeze up and won't open his eyes again.

Yu Zijin opened Ge Min's small fist, and stuck his fingers in, facing the palm of that fragile little hand.

—Will he die?

The word "death" is not unfamiliar, it easily pops up from under the unthinkable, swaggeringly imprinted on Ge Ying's immature face.

—but how could he die?

Ge Ying was just a child who couldn't even walk steadily, why did he have to die?

Yu Zijin was puzzled.There was an unbearable suffocation in the chest cavity.

There is nothing wrong with him, Yu Zijin.Why did someone keep trying to kill him again and again?He couldn't count how many deaths he had experienced, and each one was heavier and heavier, weighing on his shoulders, almost to the point where he couldn't grow up.

Why did people die wherever he went?Why does death always follow him?

Ge Ying didn't have the slightest fault for others to say, so why should Ge Ying die?

Yu Zijin's eyes fell on Ge Ying's face.

Ge Ying's face turned black and swollen as if soaked in water.

The two halves of the face were bulging, ugly and stiff like a toad.He didn't have the energy to cry.Eyelids drooping motionlessly, his wrinkled face climbed into a gloomy and lifeless look.

Yu Zijin stared blankly, his eyes suddenly blurred.

When he fell into the water many years ago, the depression that entangled Shang Yu Zijin suddenly woke up, broke through the ground, and grew wantonly in his heart.

What's going on here?

None of the ones he loathes and hates die, but why is it that none of the ones he loves and cares about is carefree, and instead encounters dangers repeatedly?

Kou Dan's mother, the number one scholar's father, the old ruffian soldier, Qi Qige's mother... One after another, the faces of the past flashed in front of her eyes, and they replaced each other without haste.

Yu Zijin was at a loss as to what to say.

- Is there anything I'm doing wrong?

—was there something wrong with my birth?Otherwise, why do you always treat me like this?

He didn't know who to ask.

I don't know how many people I love to see die in my life.

Is everyone going to die under his nose?Will Xiao Jinzi die?Will Dorami die?Will Zhuomala die?Will Dongsheng die?Xuanbei... Will he die too...

Is it true that no one will always be with him?

Yu Zijin was frightened into a cold sweat by this thought.

Two years ago, he was a loner Yu Zijin.If you don't talk to people, you're pretending to be warm on the surface, and you don't get close to anyone in your heart.He doesn't want anyone, and he doesn't lack anyone. He would rather walk through the twists and turns of human growth without a sound.

He seldom talks to others, and he doesn't mention what he thinks.

He didn't know until Xuan Bei appeared, how much he wished someone would come and ask him: Are you hungry?Are you thirsty?Do you want me to hug you and coax you?

He was afraid that someone would ask such a question.

Yu Zijin is too worthless.

Whenever someone asks a question sincerely, he is afraid that he will post it in a spineless manner.He was afraid that this kind inquiry would come and go in a hurry and disappear in the dream in an instant.I was also afraid that he would be overwhelmed by his feelings and indulge in grievances recklessly, so that he would no longer be able to survive alone.

What he feared has now become a reality.

In fact, Yu Zijin had quietly given birth to a heart and soul, and her younger son, Dorami Zhuomala, was born in Xuanbei in winter, and she and Ge Ying were on the same side.

Once people have something, they are more afraid of losing something.

Yu Zijin held Ge Ying's hand tightly, her shoulders trembled slightly, and the faint choking sound was hard to suppress, and it leaked out of her throat without authorization.

He doesn't want Ge Ying to die.

He cares, no one is allowed to die, okay?

Don't die anymore, none of you should die in front of Yu Zijin.

He is afraid, how afraid.

Yu Zijin finally cried out.

All the barriers made of backbone and arrogance fell apart, and the fragility swarmed up.

He wanted to cry.

The purpose is not to please others.

He just lived so sad, endured so hard, and cried out in his heart that he couldn't take it anymore, so he burst out tears one by one.

He couldn't tell what he was crying for.

Is it from grievance?

How hard is wronged life?

Are you guilty?

Feel guilty about Ge Ying being killed?

Are you afraid?

Fear that in the end he will be the only one left to live alone?

He doesn't understand.

Maybe it's just laughing too much, and I want to cry.

He cried and cried, and unconsciously his eyelids became heavy, and he fell asleep next to Ge Min's cold face.

After such a long interval of a lifetime, someone outside pushed the door and entered.

Squeaking softly called Yu Zijin, who was half asleep and half awake, associating with Ge Ying's babbling and childish language, and hugged Ge Ying's arm tightly.

The sound of light footsteps indicated that the visitor was Dongsheng.

Yu Zijin didn't open his eyes.

Ning did not open his eyes.

What I saw was also a dark and numb world.Even if you open your eyes, what you see is another dark and numb world.He felt that something was chasing after Ge Ying and his vitality was declining.Even if he desperately stretched out his hand to grab and pull, he couldn't keep it.

He will no longer be him.

If Ge Ying died, he would no longer be the ignorant, fearless and worry-free Yu Zijin.

It was death that made Yu Zijin understand that he had such a deep friendship with a child who had only known each other for less than ten days.He is not a heartless person.It's a lie that people in the world don't understand love.Spreading false rumors almost made him think that he was ruthless and ungrateful, and that was how easy it was to be ruthless and ungrateful.

Fragmentary and chaotic thoughts are densely packed in my heart.He didn't open his eyes.

Hearing and distinguishing.Dongsheng approached step by step, stopped in front of the bed, and stood motionless for a long time.

Yu Zijin quietly opened a little slit in her eyes, and vaguely caught Dongsheng's figure through her broken hair.I also saw her shadow slender and long under the light, her limbs twisted like a ghost.It's so strange.

Dongsheng raised his hand.

Yu Zijin's heart tightened, somehow he remembered that Dongsheng knew martial arts.

Dongsheng has never shown his hands and feet skills.

At this time, a person jumped down from the house without a sound. He was dressed in black and blended into the night, staring at Dongsheng with burning eyes.

He stood quietly behind Dongsheng, switching arms and holding the slightly unsheathed sword in one hand.A small section of the sharp blade shone with dazzling silver light.

It is wood.

Wood is a very calm man.If he wants to show up, he should guess that Dongsheng is harmful to others.

A faint sadness spread throughout Yu Zijin's body.

In the early summer of May, he felt cold physically and mentally.

Dongsheng wanted to take his life at this time.

It was at this time.

Yu Zijin slowly closed his eyes.

He doesn't know martial arts, so he doesn't know if Dongsheng really makes a move, which one is more dangerous, he or Dongsheng.

Then ask God to tell if Yu Zijin deserves to die.

Dongsheng lagged behind for a long time.

He waited a long time.

In the end, Dongsheng failed to make a move.

She lifted the quilt for him, turned around and didn't see the wood that was hiding quickly, and went out with a bowl of millet porridge.

The author has something to say:

If you laugh too much and get tired, just cry.

After crying, I have the strength to continue laughing.

Thank you for the little angel 'Lan Wangji' throwing mines! !moved