Raiders' love strategy

He looked very panicked.

The little rascal rubbed his cheeks, do I look so badass?

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid." Murong Gang coaxed softly, seeing that the clothes were still in good condition, he turned on the small desk lamp on the table.

With the light, the little guy became much calmer. He looked at him suspiciously, and then at the little rascal. Tong Yan said, "What are you doing in the room with the lights off? It's already dark!"

Uh... Murong just felt a little hot in his ears, and the little rascal gave the little bald head a nonchalant look, "Why are you meddling in adults' affairs, you little brat?"

The little bald head was supported by someone, and he gave him a brave look.It's just that I don't know the details, so I dare not really provoke him.

Murong was afraid that the child would go out and talk nonsense, so he hesitated to cover it up, "We were about to leave, and you came in just after turning off the lights."

Oh, the kid was successfully fooled.

Murong just asked again, "Why did you come here?"

When the little bald head saw him asking about sad things, his big eyes that were sunken due to the illness suddenly filled with tears again, "Brother Dean, does my mother not want me anymore? She hasn't seen me for a long time. Dad I've been scolding me all the time lately, but I'm already very obedient, and I haven't run around."

Murong Gang's heart sank. He had also heard about Mr. Zeng's family affairs. His wife was indeed divorcing him, but he didn't come forward. He just appointed a lawyer and an uncle of hers to talk.

In fact, like this, there are not a few couples who are separated from each other because they can't stand the suffering of their family members.Some relatives even gave up the treatment of the patient, and just took him home, provided him with delicious food and drink, and let the patient die of pain.

But like Binbin, it's really rare for them to break up even though their hospital has provided medical assistance.If it is an elderly person, it may be understandable to think that time is running out and the pain of not wanting him to receive treatment.But Binbin is so young, his life is like a young sapling that has just sprouted, and there is still a long future, why would Mrs. Zeng abandon her son cruelly?

Don't say that Mr. Zeng can't figure it out, and Murong Gang can't figure it out either.But in front of Binbin, he still had to force a smile on his face and talk nonsense with his eyes open, "Your mother didn't want you at work, but she was busy recently, so she didn't have time to see you. Your father didn't lose his temper with you on purpose, sure. He will get angry only when you are misbehaving. Binbin is not allowed to be angry with his parents, they are the people who love you the most in this world, why don't they want you?"

The little bald head bowed his head and thought for a while, then decided to believe his words, heaved a long sigh of relief, and let go of his heart a lot.He glanced at Murong Gang, and somewhat embarrassedly took out a cardboard box from his empty jacket.

"Give it to you!" The little guy looked at him expectantly, "I made it myself, Brother Dean, open it to see if you like it?"

The box is an empty medicine box used up in the hospital, with childish flowers painted on it with a crude brush, like superfluous, not pretty at all, but even uglier.

Murong Gang tried his best to control the expression on his face, showing surprise, and opened the box.There are some things scattered in it, and there is no way to see what they look like.

Seeing this, the little bald head was so anxious that he almost cried, "It's obviously not like this! It's obvious that I did a good job!"

Murong just patted his head, "It's okay, it's okay, what did it look like, can you show it to brother?"

The little bald head nodded vigorously, and put the messy things inside one by one, "These small stones are a road, and this side of the road is home, and there is grass around the house. Mom and Dad are flying kites here. This is the baby. The baby is here. On the other side of the road, I am playing with the puppy."

Murong Gang tried his best to imagine the small stones, small pieces of paper, small bottle stoppers and other sundries in the box as he depicted, then smiled and touched his little bald head, "This should be your family of three, right?"

The little bald head nodded in embarrassment, but looked at his masterpiece, then glanced at the window behind him, and lowered his head in frustration, "Is it ugly? I... my father said that there is no money for me Buy a toy like Jing Jing, I can't make such a beautiful thing."

Murong Gang was startled, this child, he has always remembered it in his heart?

In the window behind him, there is a beautiful toy model of a child's play house. After the successful bone marrow transplant operation, Jing Jing asked his parents to buy it specially and put it together when he was recuperating in the sterile ward. Yes, for Murong Gang.

The innocent little girl didn't have so many self-righteous adults' thoughts, she just simply thought, "The dean's brother cured me, Xiao Jing is going home, this model is for my brother, you must remember me in the future! "

At that time, Murong Gang was of course moved and delighted, but he didn't expect this scene to also fall into the eyes of the little bald head, so he did the same.

The little guy must be thinking, if he can make the same model for the elder brother, then he can go home.

And he made his father angry, probably because he wanted such an expensive set of toys?

Murong Gang's heart was aching, and he hugged the little bald head, "Thank you! It's so beautiful, I will put him up and put him in the window. When Xiao Binbin comes home, my brother will remember you."

Really?The little bald head finally grinned.

Even Tang Muyang felt that the bright smile added a lot of brilliance to his sickly little face.

But the shadow of death didn't back down because of this, and still followed him like a shadow, dragging a thick shadow behind his thin and thin body.

On the way home, Murong Gang didn't speak a word, just stared out of the window in a daze, the rain hadn't stopped, as if he was playing with someone, it kept crackling.

The little hooligan looked at his expression from time to time in the rearview mirror, but didn't ask anything.

When the car was approaching the gate of the community, Murong Gang finally said, "Don't go back. I kind of... don't want to go back."

"Where to go then?"

Murong Gang didn't know.

Tang Muyang took a deep look at him, turned the steering wheel, and drove the car directly to a certain place.

This is the back hillside of a school, the place where they often fought when they were young, and also the place where Tang Muyang asked Murong Gang to meet when he came back.There is no one around, it is the best place to be in a daze.

After stopping the car and turning off the engine, Tang Muyang rolled up the windows on both sides a little.The fresh air that was fully soaked by the rain suddenly rushed in one after another, which lifted people's minds.

Opening the small storage compartment on the car, he touched it and realized that it was Murong Gang's car, and there was no cigarettes that he used occasionally.Somewhat depressed and didn't know what to do, he slapped the steering wheel heavily, and the ear-piercing horn sounded suddenly, startling the two of them.

Murong just looked at him again, and suddenly smiled, "Are you looking for this?"

He reached out from the dark compartment between the seats and took out a half pack of cigarettes and a lighter.

Tang Muyang was stunned, "When did you learn to smoke?"

He grabbed his collar and didn't smell the slightest smell of cigarettes.

Murong just let out a muffled laugh from his chest, "Can't you learn? Didn't you never smoke before?"

Tang Muyang paused for a moment, then said after a short pause, "When a person is abroad, he will always feel homesick, and the thoughts are too hard, so I allow myself to smoke one."

"Then you're better than me." Murong Gang wanted to smile, but he couldn't move the corners of his mouth, "I started learning it when I was in college, and I learned it in a few days. After I learned it, I smoked a lot. Lai was discovered by Daddy, and he grabbed me and beat me up. I can't see it, he is such a muddleheaded, good-tempered person like glutinous rice dumpling, but he can get so angry sometimes."

He spoke leisurely, looking at the sky with both eyes, the rain was still falling, but it was a little lighter, it hit his face, it was cool and very comfortable.

"At that time, Xiao Lie wasn't too young, but when he saw it next to him, he was still so scared that he couldn't help crying. Later, he didn't dare to talk to Daddy for half a month. Daddy even took him to see a psychiatrist. , and slowly slowed down. But that's okay, from then on, no matter how noisy he is, if he sees that Daddy is really going to get angry, he still knows how to restrain himself. "

He said lightly, but Tang Muyang's face turned cold little by little. He pinched the pack of cigarettes in his palm until it deformed, and asked him word by word, "Since I've already quit, why do I keep it?"

"Yeah! Why do you still keep it? It was so painful when you quit, why do you still keep it?" Murong just laughed at himself, his face was a little lonely, "Keep it, actually I don't dare to smoke, it's just that sometimes... I still want to order one to smell. Just order it and let me smell it."

"Smell a fart!" The little hooligan threw the pack of cigarettes out of the window with a livid face, turned Murong Gang's head away, and stared into his eyes, "You are going to give birth to a son for me, don't smell these things What the hell!"

As soon as Murong looked into his eyes, there was a touch of desolation in his expression, not like the usual indifference, but like a child who did something wrong, took off all the hypocritical masks, just pitiful, pitiful, timid "If I can't have children, will you still marry me?"

"Jie!" Tang Muyang looked at him, and there was only one word categorically, "Don't talk about people like you, you are a purebred old man, and I will also make your stomach big!"

"Really?" Murong just looked at him, suddenly tilted his head, and smiled mischievously.The smile is evil and charming, but there is faint light flowing in the eyes, as if seductive, he stuck out his tongue and licked his lips lightly, "Let's make a bet, if you can really make my belly bigger , From now on, I will listen to you all my life in bed.