The cannon fodder of quick time travel slaps the face and becomes a god

When Mu Xichen returned home, it was almost two o'clock in the morning, but when he turned on the light, he was startled by the little ball curled up on the sofa.

Xu Ye hugged himself with both arms, and curled up in a corner of the sofa. From a distance, he was only as big as a cat, or even smaller. Is this really a five-year-old child?

Awakened by the glare of the light, Xu Ye suddenly sat up from the sofa, but it was obvious that the injury on his body was still aching. His face was obviously distorted for a moment, but his back was still tense, and he didn't even dare to lean on the back of the sofa.

"Dad... Dad, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to go to your bed, nor did I dirty your bed with a story, I'm really sorry, I was wrong..."

The little child's eyes were full of fear and uncontrollable despair, and he wanted to escape tremblingly, but he clearly knew in his mind that in such a small space, there was no room for escape.

And the only mother who can protect him has long since given up on him and sacrificed him to this demon in exchange for her own way of life.

There is nowhere to run.

unavoidable.

Can only live with it.

Seeing the man approaching, Xu Ye closed his eyes in despair, his eyelashes trembling slightly, like fluttering butterfly wings, ready to meet the familiar pain and beating, but only waiting for a warm hand.

"Dirty?" Mu Xichen raised his eyebrows a little strangely, but when he saw the wound medicine on the wound with his own hands, he immediately understood, probably rubbed the medicine on the quilt.

He shook his head, squatted down, and found some disinfection supplies from the medicine bottles he had just bought, because some of the wounds on the child's body were already broken, and even slightly filled with pus.

If it is not handled properly, it may become inflamed, so he went out overnight to buy these things.

Holding the skinny black hand that was as dry as a chicken's claw, Mu Xichen clenched it calmly when he felt his shrinkage, and then applied medicine to the more serious wounds one by one, but didn't say anything redundant words.

say what?

Apologizing to a kid who's been beaten for nearly half a year?

Or clean yourself up?

No matter what, Mu Xichen couldn't do it, so he just did his own thing quietly, and didn't care about the kid's self-conscious scrutiny.

Xu Ye shivered, resisting the slightest pain in his arm, lowered his eyes, but glanced at him from the corner of his eye from time to time.

However, as if stimulated by the rare gentle breath on that person, he never dared to look up again.

Mu Xichen carefully checked the person from top to bottom, and made sure that there was nothing missing. He held the child in his arms with one hand, let him sit on his arm, and walked into the room.

The weight in his arms is even less than that of a kitten and puppy.

And when he was undressed and checked just now, the distinct ribs were really dazzling.

Mu Xichen hugged him tightly calmly, then gently stuffed him into the quilt, turned over and lay down on the other side, and said softly, "Go to sleep."

Turning off the bedside lamp, the whole room was plunged into darkness.

But the pair of bright black eyes next to him are particularly obvious against the moonlight coming in from the window.

Xu Ye touched his still stinging body, then turned to look at the figure whose back was facing him.

Dad seems to be very different today.

Apart from not beating him again, his whole temperament has undergone an earth-shaking change.

The original Xu Shang was violent, impetuous, and self-righteous, looking at him with a fierce gaze, as if facing an unshakable enemy with the hatred of killing his father.

And this father, with calm eyes and gentle eyebrows, although the strength of holding his hand cannot be refused, it will not really hurt him. Looking at his eyes, there is no such bone-destroying hatred, just shallow Yes, it's like looking at a stranger who has nothing to do with him, even with a trace of imperceptible pity.

Such a father would not promise that he would never hit him again, would not coax him with sweet promises, and would not even care whether he was asleep or not.

But it was such a back view, such clear and indifferent eyes, that made him feel at ease like never before.

It gave him an inexplicable sense of self-confidence that the nightmarish days before would never happen again.

Without reason, without warning, I believed so firmly.

So children are the smartest and most eye-catching existence.

They will not be deceived by those nice rhetoric, they have their own way of judging, from the look in a person's eyes to the smell emanating from his body, they can determine whether a child likes or dislikes an adult.

When I woke up the next day, the messy room had already been cleaned up, just like my mother was still there.

Xu Ye rubbed his eyes and walked out of the door. He was immediately attracted by the brand-new room, but his small nose twitched slightly, distracted by the inexplicable aroma.

He followed the scent to the kitchen, and saw a man in a white shirt, with his back turned to him, busy in the kitchen.

The man's figure is tall and straight, slender but not weak, his cuffs are slightly rolled up, revealing his strong forearms, his fair skin shines with a milky luster, his slightly wide shirt hem is not tucked into his trousers, but is loosely open , blown by the wind from the window, tightly clinging to the man's body, outlining his almost perfect waistline.

As if sensing his gaze, the man who had been busy all this time turned his head, his eyes softened for a moment, and the lips that looked so beautiful today moved up and down, "Are you awake? Come over to eat."

The hair that had always been dull and greasy also became refreshed, but very casual, without any styling, it was so fluffy and curled up, which made people stunned.

"Let's eat, there is something to do after eating." Mu Xichen couldn't help but said when he saw the child's stupid look.

Xu Ye lowered his head and looked at a fresh poached egg, two pieces of bread and a piece of bacon on the plate. For some reason, smelling the tangy aroma, he suddenly felt a bit sour in his nose. And bacon grease all over his face.

How long has it been?

How long has it been since you had hot food?

Xu Ye couldn't explain it clearly, but in his little head, it seemed that a long, long time had passed.

He only remembered that after the car accident came back from the hospital, his father who always loved him suddenly turned into a devil, beating him every day without telling him, and not allowing him to eat.

Originally, my mother would cook food for him when my father was away, but when my father came back, there was only more severe beating.

Later, the woman also gave up on him, and he was the only one left. Enduring the hunger and cold, he could only look for the takeaway boxes left by his father while there was no one at home.

For a simple child, he has no way of understanding those inexplicable hatred, or sudden love, just praying to God every day, so that the days without being beaten and having hot food can last forever.

At least... stay for a few more days, don't let this dream wake up so quickly.

Due to eating too fast, the child was choked without any surprise, and his pale face was flushed, but he refused to open his mouth to cough, as if he was afraid that something in his mouth would leak out, and covered it with both hands. He squeezed his mouth, coughing suffocatedly, and was about to die.

Mu Xichen frowned, and slipped him into the kitchen without saying a word, put him on his lap, facing the trash can, and stretched out his hand to pry his little hand away, "Open your mouth!"

But the child tightly covered his mouth, shook his head desperately, and even started chewing his cheeks, as if he was going to forcefully swallow something.

Mu Xichen's face became even uglier. He stretched out his hand and scratched the bony armpit lightly. The child trembled, and without holding back, he coughed violently, spraying out all the things in his mouth. Spit into the trash can.

Looking at the unsightly breakfast in the trash can, remembering that this is the result of the man's busy morning, the child's face, which was originally red from coughing, turned pale again, and the whole person began to tremble in fear, "Yes... I'm sorry Dad, I didn't want to eat it on purpose, I think it's delicious, really! It's super delicious! I've never had such a delicious breakfast, I..."

He trembled and explained incoherently, afraid that because of his behavior, his father would think that he didn't know what to do, and would have another nightmare.

Mu Xichen's eyes were heavy, and he didn't speak. He just hugged him back to the sofa, turned around and stirred the veil for him, and wiped his oily and dirty face carefully, little by little, without any trace. impatient.

It wasn't until the little cat was cleaned up that he led the person back to the dining table, picked a poached egg and bread with bacon from his plate, and said softly, "Eat."

Then, as if thinking of something, he added, "Eat slowly."

After speaking, he picked up the piece of bread that he gnawed twice, sat opposite the child, and ate it gracefully. He didn't say a word on the way, but it was inexplicably reassuring.

Xu Ye followed his words, ate small bites, glanced at the man across from him from time to time, and felt that today was really happy, the happiest day he had grown up!

Not only did he not get spanked, he had a delicious breakfast, and he didn't get hated if he accidentally messed up.

very nice.

Mu Xichen was concerned about the child's speed, and also chewed slowly, until the trembling child finally finished the difficult breakfast, then got up to pack up, and ordered, "Go and see if you have anything to take away, wait We'll move."

Xu Ye opened his eyes wide, and only then noticed that the room has become much tidier, because most of the things have been put into cardboard boxes.

"Moving? Moving..." He murmured in a low voice, but he didn't move, as if he couldn't accept it for a while.

Thinking that the child was reluctant to come here, Mu Xichen turned to the kitchen and paused, finally squatted down, stretched out his hand and rubbed the dull messy hair, not caring about the dirt and smell on the hair, "This place is too small, even Without a good school, you will go to study in the second half of the year, and then there will be many children playing with you, all of whom are children of your age, and you will make many friends."

After a pause, he added, "Of course, if we don't want to stay here, we can come back and live for a few days every year, okay?"

It was the first time I heard such a gentle tone from a man, even asking for his opinion, Xu Ye felt as if his heart was broken, he jumped up violently, mechanically nodded his head, and then quickly Turned around and ran back to his room.

Dad's voice, is it so nice?

He clutched his beating heart, thinking of the man's gentle eyes, he couldn't help breathing, he was about to leave here...

Is it so that I can read?

The little man was a little overwhelmed with excitement, and he didn't know what to do to express his current excitement and joy.

Suddenly remembering that the man said to clean up, he jumped into his pile of treasures like a bird returning to the forest, picking and picking.