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A Bao's family lives in a remote alley, an old community, the houses are closely connected with each other, and there are few green plants, making it look airtight.

Going further in, the car couldn't drive in, so Zhong Heng had to park the car on the side of the road.

When he reached the resident's building, he stepped on the sensor light, but Ah Bao sensiblely refused to let the two see him off again.

Zhu Shen was naturally worried about him, this child was so strong that he felt a little distressed.Zhong Heng asked, "Which floor do you live on?"

The shadows of the two were stretched out under the lamp, and reflected on Bao Bao's face from left to right.A Bao met the eyes of the two, bit his lip, and finally stretched out his hand slowly to make a "seven".

Zhu Shen just wanted to carry him up, but Zhong Heng squatted down one step ahead of him, and whispered to A Bao: "Come up."

Abao stepped on the toe of the shoe, hesitated for a while, and then lay on Zhong Heng's back dawdly.

Zhu Shen followed Zhong Heng to support A Bao, and couldn't help but sigh secretly, after all, the big boring gourd can subdue the little boring gourd.

After walking up for a while, A Bao suddenly said to Zhu Shen, "Thank you."

Zhu Shen was surprised and said, "Thank me?"

A Bao nodded embarrassedly, and said seriously, "I love the house as well as crows, so I want to thank you first."

Zhong Heng stopped in his tracks and pursed his lips.

This is the first time that Zhu Shen has heard A Bao say so many words at once, abandoning the sensible and mature brought about by being forced to grow up. In fact, A Bao is only a ten-year-old child, and he has the innocence and innocence that he should have at his age. .Zhu Shen pinched his nose and teased him, "Who taught children to speak idioms?"

A Bao heard the smile in Zhu Shen's tone, and explained in a low voice: "The idiom dictionary, there is no random teaching."

Zhu Shen elongated his voice and corrected: "It's Aiwuji——"

Love house and crow?

Before he finished speaking, even he himself was stunned.

He only heard him cough lightly, but he didn't dare to look at Zhong Heng, so he could only pretend to be interested in looking at the second-child poster posted on the left wall through the dim light in the corridor.

Zhong Heng silently turned to the side, staring at the right wall with free unlocking printed on his back without saying a word.

It's all about seeing a hole in the wall.

Unexpectedly, at such a young age, Ah Bao is so good at which pot does not open and which pot to lift. Dang even nodded and said: "Oh! Ai Wu Ji Wu! I remember now."

Zhu Shen: "..."

A Bao blinked at Zhu Shen, and saw that he was looking at the wall so seriously, he also read the words on the wall: "Many people are powerful, and a second child is born on the bed."

Zhu Shen hurriedly covered A Bao's eyes: "I think this wall is poisoning the flowers of the motherland."

Zhong Heng nodded, just as he bumped into Zhu Shen's pair of glass eyes under the dim light, his eyes lightly raised towards him, as if a thousand layers of waves were stirred up.

Zhong Heng's sharp eyebrows and eyes were hidden under this soft light, and his usual indifferent camouflage was evaporated like ice and snow exposed to the sun. on his heart.

The two faced each other in silence, their breathing was wrong, and neither of them made a sound.

The little boring gourd said aggrievedly: "I can't see."

Zhu Shen was taken aback, and then removed the hand covering his eyes.

Zhong Heng carried him on his back and continued to walk upwards.

Zhu Shen continued to follow them as if nothing had happened, touched his earlobe, and felt slightly hot.

On the seventh floor, Ah Bao got off Zhong Heng's back, took out the key around his neck, and opened the door.

Only after the light was turned on, Zhu Shen could see the whole picture of the room clearly.

The room was cramped and cramped, with little room to stay.What came into view was two single beds separated by a curtain. On the curtain, this simple short-sleeved dress was hung on a hanger, for both adults and children.There is a table for eating and writing, two stools, and the whole room is full of corrugated boxes.

The cardboard box is full of utensils such as paints, brushes and canvases, obviously all of which belong to Abao.

The door is facing the balcony. There are painting tables and easels on the small balcony, which has been transformed into a simple studio.It's just that there are still two clothes drying beside the easel, which shows that this is really not a good place to paint.

Ah Bao put down his schoolbag, obediently pulled the two of them into the house, ran to the kitchen to get two cups, and handed them to Zhong Heng and Zhu Shen respectively.

However, the room was really small, and the two of them didn't even have a place to stay. They sat next to each other on chairs at the dining table, shoulder to shoulder, elbow to elbow.

Zhu Shen shook the bag in his hand and said, "Abao, come here."

In the bag was the medicine for bruises he had just bought at the roadside pharmacy.When he was in the car, he took a rough look at the ankle bone of the little gourd, which was slightly red and swollen.

A Bao looked at the only clock hanging on the empty wall. At 08:30, he shook his head and said, "It's time for me to draw."

Zhu Shen had never seen a kid his age work so hard on painting, so he frowned and said, "Let's rest for a while, after applying the medicine."

A Bao shook his head: "You can't rest."

"why?"

"Mum won't be happy."

Hearing such a familiar sentence, Zhu Shen fell silent, clenched his palms unconsciously, hung his head, wondering what he was thinking.

Zhong Heng patted his hand, Zhu Shen was taken aback for a moment, and saw Zhong Heng standing up, carrying the bag in his hand and walking to the balcony to look for A Bao.

"Apply medicine." Zhong Heng rolled up his trousers.

A Bao still wanted to resist, but facing Zhong Heng's cold face, he shrank back, couldn't help shaking twice, but couldn't speak anymore.

A pair of eyes flicked and flicked in Zhu Shen's direction, as if asking for help.

Zhu Shen also got up and walked towards the balcony.

Seeing Zhu Shen approaching, Ah Bao's eyes lit up, thinking that his hope had come, he was on the verge of shouting.Unexpectedly, Zhu Shen leaned against the wall, but he didn't come to rescue him, he just said: "You are obedient."

At the same time, Zhong Heng gently pinched his ankle with his drug-stained hand, and Ah Bao endured the pain until his tears flowed.

Failed to resist, had to obey.

But no matter how painful the child was, he still didn't say a word.

I don't know who I learned it from.

Zhu Shen looked at the little gourd that was enduring the pain, and then at the big gourd that was smeared with medicine, and suddenly said seriously: "Zhong Heng, I think he may be your long-lost cub."

After the medicine was applied, Zhong Heng put Ah Bao's legs down, tightened the medicine bottle, turned around slowly, and said softly, "What did you say?"

Zhu Shen joked casually: "Then he is my long-lost cub, right? Since you haven't seen his paintings, I doubt—"

"No." Zhong Heng put down the medicine bottle and knocked it to the ground with a crisp sound.

"No..." Zhu Shen glanced at him, and said embarrassingly, "If you can't, then you can't."

Why are you angry?

With a click, the door lock turned.

A Bao immediately ran to open the door with bare feet: "Mom."

Zhu Shen and Zhong Heng walked towards the door.

Abao's mother is in her early thirties and looks very thin. She has not had time to change out of her bright red work clothes, and the rough logo printed on her chest looks like the name of a nearby restaurant.After changing her shoes and looking up, she obviously recognized Zhu Shen. She opened her mouth wide and couldn't even speak: "Zhu...Zhu, Zhu..."

Zhu Shen smiled and held out his hand to her: "It's a pleasure to meet you, my name is Zhu Shen. I recently taught children to paint in Ling Xiao's studio."

"Hello! Hello!" Abao's mother rubbed her palms vigorously on the clothes excitedly, then handed out her hand tremblingly, her fingertips touched Zhu Shen's fingertips lightly, as if she was afraid of getting dirty Zhu Shen's hands were like hands, but he was afraid that he would misunderstand, so he explained in a panic: "I, I, I, I just cut open the fish, and I'm afraid it will kill you."

Zhu Shen shook his head and said, "It's okay."

"Sit! Please sit down!" Abao's mother bent down to lead Zhu Shen and the others into the room, and stopped in her tracks for a moment. There was really no place for the guests to settle down, and her expression became a little cramped for a while.

Zhong Heng said, "It's getting late."

Zhu Shen nodded: "We should go back."

A Bao's mother hurriedly said, "Then I'll send you two!" Seeing that A Bao wanted to follow her, she turned her head and said to A Bao sternly, "Stay at home and draw! Don't go anywhere!"

Zhu Shen frowned, seeing that A Bao had obediently walked to the balcony, waving with Zhong Heng and Zhu Shen.

A Bao's mother opened the door for the two of them: "This way please, this way please."

Zhu Shen swallowed the words on his lips.

In the stairwell, A Bao’s mother seemed to have thought of something, she turned back to get it, and ran down to catch up with Zhu Shen in three steps at a time, and asked him nervously: “Did we, A Bao, cause trouble in the studio and provoke you?” Not happy? This child... Don't worry, I will definitely educate him later, and I will never cause trouble for you!"

"Abao is very obedient and didn't cause me any trouble."

"Then why are you here today..."

Zhu Shen thought for a while and said, "I happen to be here on business, so I'll give him a ride along the way."

A Bao's mother instantly relieved most of her nervousness, but she still couldn't stop scolding: "This child will definitely cause trouble to others!"

"I didn't think he was troublesome." Zhu Shen's tone became much more serious, and he glanced at Abao's mother through the faint corridor light.

But for some reason, it reminded him of Fu Yunzhi.

The same is true for Fu Yunzhi, using him as a painting tool, urging him to paint day and night.

In fact, his life in country L was not easy when he was a child. It seemed that the ultimate meaning of life was to please his mother who might go crazy at any time and leave him.

Other children can cry and act like a baby, but he can't.

Because he knows that crying is useless.

Only when Fu Yunzhi was painting would he look straight at him, and only then could Fu Yunzhi become gentle.

When he was as big as Ah Bao, the mad Fu Yunzhi was soaked in the cold Paradise Lake. The lake was covered with a thin layer of ice. Fu Yunzhi pressed his head and knocked it in. It spread, clouding his eyes.

It seemed that at that moment, he was not Fu Yunzhi's son, but her enemy.

He is the chief culprit who hinders Fu Yunzhi from gaining freedom and happiness, and he has to use painting to pay for his sins throughout his life.

Zhu Shen lowered his head, pinched the chain around his neck, and smiled.

Bitter.

Walking to the first floor, Zhu Shen said, "Let's send it here."

Abao's mother's face was full of flattering smiles: "Send it again, send it off again..."

Zhu Shen had no choice but to let her go.

In fact, over the years, even though he has been bad-mouthed by the industry, the people who are rushing to curry favor with him are still like the crucian carp in the river. Zhu Shen didn't take those people seriously, so naturally, he wouldn't take her seriously either.

What's more, the identity of this person is a secret taboo deeply hidden in Zhu's heart.

She is a mother.

Zhu Shen's mother-child relationship is really shallow, and he doesn't know how to get along with a mother.

A Bao's mother didn't know the inside story, and she praised A Bao again as she walked: "We, A Bao, have been smart since we were young. When we were four years old, we only attended two art classes with the children in the Children's Palace. When I came back, I could actually draw, even the teacher there boasted that it was not like a four-year-old child could draw..."

Zhu Shen nodded slightly at her as a sign of politeness.

A Bao's mother continued as if inspired: "Later, when A Bao went to primary school, he learned how to draw from their art teacher. He randomly participated in a children's competition, and unexpectedly won a gold medal."

Zhu Shen looked at the proud smile on A Bao's mother's face, and the more he looked at it, the darker his face became.

Is A Bao just a tool for participating and showing off?

"My son, I know it. He has been introverted since he was a child, and he is much slower than his peers, but since he learned to draw, he has become a lot more cheerful. At least after drawing a good-looking picture, his smile It came from the bottom of my heart..." After a pause, Abao's mother lowered her head and said, "At that time, I was thinking, no matter how hard it is, I must let him learn to paint well."

Zhu Shen was taken aback and stopped.

"You have seen the situation in our family, teacher, and I am not afraid of your jokes. When A Bao was a child, his father thought he could not speak and thought he was an idiot, so he ran away with other women. But A Bao is my child. Painting can make him happy, so I will do my best to satisfy him!" Abao's mother choked up and said, "Abao was really confident when he was painting, and he is actually not the same as other children with fathers. Nothing is different."

The tip of Zhu Shen's nose felt sour, as if something had pricked her heart.Zhong Heng, who had been silent all this time, stretched out his hand and silently embraced his shoulder.

A Bao's mother wiped her eyes with the back of her hand, smiled and said, "A Bao admires you very much, and I don't know how long you will stay in the studio, please take care of A Bao!"

Mama Bao suddenly bowed deeply to Zhu.

Zhu Shen hurriedly helped her up: "Don't..."

When A Bao's mother got up again, her face was covered with tears.

She hurriedly took out all the odds and ends of the money and jewelry in the bag, and stuffed them into Zhu Shen's arms: "Mr. Zhu, we, Bao, will never let you down! Please believe me! real!"

Zhu Shen was a little moved, and handed back the things in his arms.

Has he ever seen such a scene?

A Bao's mother knew what kind of person Zhu Shen was, and how could she fall in love with such a small thing like her, but this was already the best thing she could come up with.Working several jobs from dawn to dusk, working day and night, she tried her best to send A Bao to the best studio, which was all she could do with her abilities.

But she still felt that it was not enough, she was so ordinary, and A Bao's talent was so outstanding, being born in their family and being her son, she always felt that she owed him.

Zhu Shen pushes away, and Abao's mother sends in. After seeing and sawing, Zhu Shen's heart is full of inexplicable waves.

Tonight, he seemed able to empathize with the role of mother, even though he didn't want to admit it.

"A Bao is very happy." Zhu Shen said.

Mama Bao lowered her head.

"I only stay in Lingxiao Studio for one month, but if Abao needs it in the future, he can come to me. He is a very talented child. If my teacher was younger, he would definitely want to take him away. "

Abao's mother smiled through tears.

Zhu Shen groped in the bag, found out his own business card and handed it to A Bao's mother.

Borrowing the light from the street lamp, Abao's mother squinted her eyes and read the words on it: "President of the Zhong Group, Zhong Heng..."

Zhong Heng hurriedly looked at Zhu Shen.

He only gave Zhu Shen his business card once. When he was in Nicheng, he saw that Zhu Shen was always holding Wu Xu's business card when he was out, so he forced his own business card to him.

I thought that Yi Zhushen would not know where to put it when I threw it away, but I didn't expect to put it by my side today.

"I took it wrong..." Zhu Shen fumbled in the bag again, but it was empty, but he seemed to be searching for it without giving the business card. After a moment of silence, he said, "Actually, it's the same as looking for him."

The corners of Zhong Heng's lips rose slightly.

Mama Abao carefully put away the business card, bowed again and again, and said "thank you".

When she reached the place where Zhong Heng parked her car before, Zhu Shen said to her, "Just send it here."

Mama Bao waved goodbye to them.

After driving out of the narrow alley and out of this area, the lights on the road gradually increased, and the successive lights shook out the frequency of the heartbeat.

Zhong Heng finally couldn't help asking: "Why, it's the same for me?"

Zhu Shen's heart was pounding by the dazzling lights, he avoided it a little, and leaned his head against the window.

Dry mouth.

"Who is..." Zhu Shen tilted his head, his chin pointed towards Zhong Heng: "You are my husband."

"If I don't look for you, who will I look for?"

The speaker prevaricates half-truths and half-false words, and the pleasure in the listener's chest almost leaks out.

Zhong Heng lowered his voice and said, "Indeed, you should find me."

"Yes, you can't rely on it." Zhu Shen stared at him.

Zhong Heng shook his head and smiled lowly: "Not bad."

The car drove back to Taoyuan, and the two strolled in the courtyard.

Zhu Shen stretched out his hand to Zhong Heng: "Give it to me."

"what?"

"Business card." The young master Zhu made a lot of trouble and said confidently and confidently: "I just used one, you have to make it up for me."

Zhong Heng looked gentle and helpless, and took out another business card, "Here."

Zhu Shen put away the business card, pointed to the smiling doll with half of its head exposed in Zhong Heng's pocket and asked, "What is this?"

Zhong Heng took it out: "I forgot to give it to Bao as a gift for the children's meal." Seeing that Zhu Shen tilted his head and looked interested, he handed it to Zhu Shen: "Do you want it?"

Zhu Shen took it over, looked carefully, and saw that the corners of the doll's mouth were grinning to the back of the ears, so he couldn't help saying: "It's time for the big bored gourd to learn from others, look at how happy they are smiling."

Zhong Heng opened his lips a little helplessly, but suddenly, the smiling doll was imprinted on his lips by Zhu Shen.

Zhu Shen said quickly: "I passed on its smile to you, well, I'm going to sleep!"

Regardless of whether Zhong Heng had reacted, he left the courtyard first and ran back to the house.

The sound of footsteps is pounding, and the sound of heartbeat is also pounding.

Aunt Fang, who was waiting on the sofa for the two to go home, immediately fell down on the sofa and pretended to be asleep when she heard Zhu Shen's frantic footsteps.

Zhu Shen really didn't notice her, didn't turn on the light, and slipped back into the room like the wind.

What about Ah Heng?

Why didn't you come back?

Aunt Fang tiptoed down from the sofa, leaned lightly by the door and glanced, under the street lamp, Zhong Heng was touching his lips and smiling silly.

Aunt Fang returned to the room with a smile on her face, and called Ah Wen.

And Zhu Shen who ran back to the room was also on the phone at the moment.

It was nothing more than Li Jingxia was worried that he would have a criminal record of running away, and repeatedly told him not to embarrass him at the alumni banquet in a few days.

Zhu Shen had no choice but to say, "All right, all right, definitely come."

Li Jingxia asked: "What have you been up to lately?"

Zhu Shen pinched the baby's face, and suddenly smiled: "I'm a teacher in a studio."

"You're still a teacher now." Li Jingxia teased, "Is it fun, teacher?"

Zhu Shen nodded: "It's okay."

"Do the children obey you?"

"Of course, don't look at who I am."

Li Jingxia believed this, and lost a few more sentences, and the two laughed together.

Xu Shi tonight is suitable for heart-to-heart talk, Zhu Shen suddenly said: "I know a child."

Li Jingxia smiled: "It's so strange to know children, be good, be good, and treat children better."

"Yeah. I'll be nice to him." Zhu Shen nodded, obviously thinking he was talking about the little gourd, but his mind was full of the stern-faced big gourd.Zhu Shen said in a low voice: "I always feel that being nice to him is just..."

The smiling doll smiled heartlessly at him, and Zhu Shen couldn't help but also smiled when he saw its silly appearance.

The lips were close to the smiling doll.

Gently print, superficially.

"Hello?" Li Jingxia said: "What did you say, I didn't hear it, the signal is not good. What is it?"

"It's nothing." Zhu Shen pursed his lips, jumped onto the bed, and buried his face in the pillow.

He was still holding the smiling doll tightly in his hand, smiling so stupidly, it will probably be a matter of the next life when the big boring gourd learns to smile like this.

Zhu Shen, Zhu Shen, this life is never over, and I started thinking about the next life before I lived it clearly.

He's done, he's gone stupid, he seems to be really stuck.

But like this, it seems not bad.

The phone was thrown aside, and Li Jingxia could even hear Li Jingxia calling him: "Hello? Hello? Why are you silent again, what is it?"

To be nice to him is to be nice to Zhong Heng when he was a child.

The author has something to say: Thank you Qizai for mine=3=