only for Wei Wei

As the first ray of sunshine rises in the morning, the young and old in the yard start their busy day.

A young man holding breakfast in his hand, stuffing it into his mouth in a hurry while walking, a child dozing off with a schoolbag on his back, a child being dragged by his parents, looking left and right in a leisurely manner, an old man planning to do morning exercises, walking out one after another up the yard.

Wei Zhen was also one of the members who went out at this time, and at the moment he was sitting in the home of Zhao Jin who lived in the same courtyard, opposite Zhao Jin's 12-year-old son Zhao Dabao.

Zhao Dabao lowered his head, his upper body was naked, his big underpants were half stuck between his crotch, his hands were rubbing together, and his eyes were on his bare feet.

Wei Zhen looked at Zhao Dabao's messy chicken nest head, and returned his attention to the paper on the table, which was square and bleached, with a few lines of frantically twisted words on it.

You called him over early in the morning just to show him this?

But Zhao Dabao was blocking the door, and he might not be able to get out until he finished watching. The little bastard was thick-skinned and his skin was as thick as a city wall.

Once, he forgot to buy snacks for the little bastard when he came home from get off work, and the little bastard hugged his lame leg for an hour and didn't let go.

Yes, Wei is really crippled, although the lameness is not severe, although he is a handsome guy with good looks and figure, and there is nothing wrong with him, but as long as he walks, everyone can see that he is crippled.

At that time, Wei Zhen had been lame for a short time, and he was very uncomfortable with his whole body, so that he would not have to die, but after work, there was no special important thing, he didn't want to move, and the surprised and sympathetic eyes of others made him feel like a light on his back. .

However, Wei Zhen offered double the money, and Zhao Dabao refused to agree to buy it himself.Wei Zhen sat on a chair in the yard to enjoy the cool, Zhao Dabao didn't mind being dirty, he sat on the ground, his arms and legs tightly wrapped around Wei Zhen's lame leg.

In the end, Wei Zhen had to take Zhao Dabao's hand and go to the canteen to buy snacks.

At this moment, the little bastard opposite kept looking up at him, his eyes were full of water, pitiful.

Wei Zhen glanced at Zhao Dabao, and pinched the square piece of paper with his knuckle fingers.

"Brother Wei, you are young and promising, and your body... body..."

"Back in body and heart..."

Zhao Dabao anxiously reminded him loudly, for fear that Wei Zhen might misread the dew, and Wei Zhen glanced at him leisurely, but Zhao Dabao bowed his head again.

Wei Zhen coughed lightly, and continued the part he had just read, "Dabao has no relatives, he..."

"He is closest to you..."

Wei Zhen paused for a while, and Zhao Dabao took it immediately. This time he didn't raise his head, his voice was small, but it was enough for Wei Zhen to hear every word clearly.

"Didn't you say that your father has a Ph.D.? Why do you write like a worm crawling!" Wei Zhen "tsk tsk" twice, not flattering, handed the paper to Zhao Dabao, "You little bastard."

Zhao Dabao raised his head, took the paper, and began to read aloud, "Wei Xiaodi, you are young and promising, with a weak body and a strong mind. Dabao has no relatives. He is closest to you. I'm going to die. Don't look for me. Dabao will leave it to you." Now, take good care of him and buy him delicious food, or I'll be a ghost and I won't let you go, Zhao Jinliu."

Wei Zhen was stunned when he heard it, but when Zhao Dabao read it, buy him delicious food, or I'll never let you go, Wei Zhen's heart fell to the ground.

He is not familiar with Zhao Jin, let alone understand, that person has a high-cold temperament that no one should get close to me. Of course, in Wei Zhen's eyes, Zhao Jin is not called temperament, but a virtue that deserves to be beaten .

Regardless of virtue or temperament, Zhao Jin would definitely not say such childish words as buying good food for his son, or he would be a ghost and never let him go.

It is estimated that Zhao Jin didn't come home for a few days, the little bastard thought his father had left him alone, so he made a head start in playing.

Zhao Dabao glanced at the silent Wei Zhen, clutching the deathbed pad in his hand, tears streaming out of the corners of his eyes one after another.

"Dad, die well. I won't give you my son. Don't worry. With Lao Wei accompanying me, I can't bear hardships. Don't live alone there. Marry one. I'll burn you a beautiful woman. You What do you like, tell me in a dream at night, I can also prepare a wedding room, a wedding car, how big a house, what kind of car, I can also ask a dream... I will also cover the furniture..."

The more Zhao Dabao said, the more outrageous he was, the louder he howled, all the bitterness and grievances were half-truths and half-false, unscrupulously crying out with tears.

"Zhao Dabao!"

Wei Zhen stared wide-eyed, and slapped the table. Zhao Dabao immediately seemed to press the mute button, and stood there in silence, probably because he was crying too hard, his shoulders trembled, and tears and snot flowed down his nose. face.

Wei Zhen's cold expression softened, he sighed helplessly, and waved to Zhao Dabao.

Zhao Dabao walked over twitching, looking at Wei Zhen with red eyes from crying, "Old...Old Wei..."

"Don't cry." Wei Zhen pulled out the so-called suicide note from Zhao Dabao's hand, stuck it on Zhao Dabao's nose, Zhao Dabao nodded his head, snorting and washing his nose, Wei Zhen couldn't laugh or cry, turned around and threw the paper away Going into the trash can, he patted Zhao Dabao's head, "How can you curse your father like that? Your father will be back in a few days, and he won't want you."

Zhao Dabao was very firm, he sniffed and said, "You don't understand, he is really dead."

Wei Zhen checked the time and got up to leave, "Okay, I'll take care of you when you die, pack up and go to school."

Zhao Dabao grabbed Wei Zhen's arm, "Are you serious? Old Wei, you swear!"

Wei Zhen frowned and pulled Zhao Dabao's hand, the little bastard was too annoying, "Let me send out the five elements."

Wei Zhen is currently repairing cars at his friend's auto repair shop, and his friend takes extra care of him. He will never punish him for being late and making mistakes, but the more he is like this, the more embarrassed he is.

How could Zhao Dabao let Wei Zhen go so easily, he squatted on the ground, hugged Wei Zhen's lame leg, raised his face, and looked eagerly at Wei Zhen.Only then did Wei Zhen see that Zhao Dabao's bare feet were black and still covered with dried blood.

Looking at Zhao Dabao's pitiful eyes like a puppy again, Wei Zhen sighed, boiled water to wash Zhao Dabao's feet, washed his feet clean, and went back to his home to get the medicine box.

It's not without reason that Zhao Dabao likes to rely on Wei Zhen. His father never grabbed his feet and washed them, only Old Wei.

Sometimes when Zhao Jin is not around, Wei Zhen will keep him overnight even if he acts coquettishly.

The two of them head to head, accompanied by lights, picking vegetables, bickering with each other, lying in bed, you pinch me, I kick you, cuddling each other in the cold winter to keep warm, the whole winter passed without feeling cold.

In summer, Wei Zhen would definitely not let Zhao Dabao sleep on his own bed, it was too hot and the bed was too small, usually after the two of them had dinner, Zhao Dabao had to go back to his home.

So when summer comes, Zhao Dabao looks forward to the weather getting cold soon.When it's cold, Wei Zhen will buy gloves and clothes for him, and when his father is away, he can still sleep beside Wei Zhen.

Even if Wei Zhen's icy hands and feet made him shiver in winter, he couldn't be happier.

Wei Zhen goes home to get the medicine box, Zhao Dabao stares at the door of Wei Zhen's house by the window, the sky outside is dazzling, the corner of the bed, the sun shines in warmly, Zhao Dabao sees Wei Zhen coming out with the medicine box , Hurry up and lie down obediently.

As soon as Wei Zhen came in, he saw Zhao Dabao lying there upright, his eyebrows frowned, "Old Wei is bleeding again."

Wei Zhen lost his anxious expression, "Let me see."

It was indeed bleeding, Wei Zhen was so angry that he wanted to hit him, "Did you touch the wound, little bastard?"

Zhao Dabao said aggrievedly, "No, I have been lying down."

Zhao Dabao's foot was scratched several times, one of which was quite deep. When Wei Zhen was cleaning, Zhao Dabao's toes dug in. Wei Zhen immediately slowed down his hands, wiped the wound with hydrogen peroxide, and stopped for a while.

"Does it hurt?"

Zhao Dabao sniffed and said, "It doesn't hurt, I will obey Old Wei."

Wei Zhen said angrily, "Don't go out to look for him in the future, he loves to come back and never comes back."

He had personally witnessed Zhao Dabao running out barefoot to chase after Zhao Jin, and coming back with his head bowed.

Zhao Dabao lowered his eyes and bit his lips, "No, he's gone downstairs, and I'm not a ghost, how can I find him?"

Wei Zhen remained silent with a gloomy face, and put away the medicine box.

Wei Zhen figured it out, Zhao Jin didn't go home for three days, and he didn't know what he said to the little bastard this time, so he frightened the little bastard so much that he even wrote a suicide note.

Zhao Dabao carefully looked at Wei Zhen, and said hesitantly, "Old Wei...whether...or...you take me down...to find him, you take me...I will definitely go down with you."

"Get out! Don't curse me to death!" Wei Zhen squeezed the back of Zhao Dabao's neck and cursed, "You little bastard!"

"Hey hey!" Zhao Dabao's eyes curled up in laughter, "Old bastard!"

In fact, how dear the little bastard is!

Black is a little darker, eyes are not big, they are slender, but black and bright, a smile like the moon, illuminating people's hearts, eyebrows are neither thick nor light, nose is slightly straight, thin lips with curvature, When not speaking, the child looked a little cold, and smiled a little, and the whole outline was colored.

No one cares about the little bastard, the little bastard still cleans himself up neatly, the little bastard can still do housework, there is no problem in cooking a dish or something.

Why doesn't Zhao Jin like to talk to the little bastard?If this was his son, he would die of pain.

"I'm going to buy buns, don't go to school today and ask the teacher for leave, don't walk around in the ground, go to Aunt Yu's house for lunch." Wei Zhen pulled the bangs around Zhao Dabao's eyes, the little bastard should get a haircut.

Zhao Dabao pulled up the quilt and wiped the corners of his eyes and nodded violently, he felt his eyes were wet.

Old Wei is so kind to him!

If Lao Wei doesn't mean anything, don't take him in. He hugs Lao Wei's leg just like before, and Lao Wei will definitely listen to him.