my little wolf cub

The two walked towards the parking lot side by side, and met many staff members on the road, who smiled and said goodbye to the two of them.

Arriving at the parking lot, An Qi sat in the driver's seat naturally, Wen Bei curled his lips, yes, there is someone who is willing to be the driver, so he doesn't have to worry about it, Wen Bei was about to get into the co-pilot when he was stopped up.

"Brother Wen Bei!" The young man looked at Wen Bei with surprise eyes, "It's really you, I saw you just now, but I didn't dare to admit it, so it's really you!"

"Jiang Bai." Wen Bei looked at the young man in front of him with a complicated expression.

The atmosphere in the car was a bit heavy, and Wen Bei had been silent ever since he saw the boy named Xu Jiangbai.

"Xu Jiangbai." An Qi murmured silently in her heart, this name was heard at Wu Yanyan's birthday party, it seems to belong to Wen Bei, brother?

"What do you want to eat tonight? Eat out?" An Qi asked out loud.

"Huh? Let's go home and eat." Wen Bei replied sullenly.

An Qi pursed her thin lips lightly, and he took a deep look at Wen Bei, but Wen Bei, who was immersed in chaotic thoughts, didn't notice it.

"Brother, this is for you." The boy who was still a small group, held up the car model in his hand with difficulty and wanted to give it to the teenager standing in front of him.

The car model was the last gift from the boy's mother, but it was broken by the mistress of the house. The boy knew that it was repaired by the boy with great effort.

"Brother, where are you going? Let's play together." The boy had an innocent smile on his immature face.

"Jiang Bai, we are brothers!"

"It can only be, is it a brother?" The boy muttered to himself with red eyes.

"Brother! You lied to me, right!" The young man cried hoarsely with his red eyes, as if he couldn't believe what happened in front of him. The Xu family suffered a blow, and his most trusted brother personally sent him to prison!

The car stopped downstairs at some point, An Qi looked at Wen Bei who was still in a daze and frowned.

"Wen Bei!" he called out.

"Ok?"

Seeing the other party in such a state, An Qi didn't know what to say, "Forget it, we're home."

"Ah."

Seeing Wen Bei's distraught look, An Qi was a little irritable. He clenched his fists and suppressed his irritability. He could feel the difference between Wen Bei and Xu Jiangbai.

Wen Bei went upstairs in a daze, only to realize that An Qi hadn't followed, he stared blankly at the empty back, and then suddenly felt a strong sense of grievance.

"What! Disappeared suddenly again!" With the grievance and panic of being abandoned, Wen Bei's words had a strong nasal voice, and he squatted in the entrance without changing his shoes, sobbing faintly. It hurts.

"What are you doing?" At the door, An Qi looked at Wen Bei who was curled up into a ball and frowned. He put down the things in his hands and walked over quickly to hug the small ball on the ground.

"It's cold on the ground, you haven't recovered from your illness yet, are you just so disrespectful to yourself!?" An Qi carried Wen Bei to the living room and placed him gently on the sofa. During the whole process, Wen Bei lowered his head, An Qi couldn't see the other party's expression.

An Qi brought in the ingredients she left at the door.

"What to eat?"

Wen Bei didn't speak, An Qi sighed and sat down on him, "Wen Bei, I think we need to talk."

Wen Bei still maintained the posture of hugging his knees when he was at the door, buried his head between his legs and did not speak.

Seeing his refusal to communicate, An Qi got up instantly.

"Don't go!" Thinking that the other party was going to leave, Wen Bei hurriedly grabbed An Qi's clothes, and the tears all over his face were exposed in front of An Qi.

An Qi sighed, and lightly patted his hand holding the corner of her clothes, "I'll get you something to eat."

After speaking, he put his hand down.

The body itself was not very comfortable, and after a day of hard work, Wen Bei's bloodless face became even paler.

He looked at his hand that was pushed away in a daze, with a bit of bitterness on his delicate face.

Yeah, who wants to be around someone who is full of darkness all the time?

"How long have you been kneeling?"

"It's been a night. I knelt here when I was clearing the dining table last night."

"Ah, it's been so long, such a small child, how pitiful."

The maids gathered together in twos and pointed at the boy kneeling in the corner.

"Poor? There is such a son as there is a mother! Look at his mother stealing other people's families. He knows how to steal at a young age!" The middle-aged maid covered her lips lightly, but she couldn't hide her gloating look. ferocious face.

"But he's still so young, isn't Madam's punishment too much?" A younger maid looked at the little figure with some concern.

"Too much? Hands and feet are not clean at a young age, Madam is kind enough to discipline her, otherwise it will be fine when she grows up?" The middle-aged man said arrogantly with his mouth curled up.

"But this was seen by the master, isn't it good?"

"Not good? It's just Xiaosan's son."

The young man didn't seem to hear the evil words coming from around at all, his small body curled up in the corner, blood stains on his snow-white shirt.

With trembling hands, the boy carefully picked up the scattered racing car model, trying to restore it to its original shape, but found that no matter how hard he tried, the broken model could never be put back together again.

He carried the model into his arms, he didn't steal anything, he didn't steal this model, it was the last gift from his mother.

The boy didn't cry, his light brown eyes were flat and terrifying.

"What are you doing?" A child's voice with a milky voice sounded from behind, immature and majestic, "Everyone is resting together today and don't need to work?"

"Little, young master." Seeing the visitor, the maids bowed and said hello one after another, and then left like birds and beasts scattered.

"Brother." Sensing that the boy's voice had come to his side, Wen Bei's body covered in bruises shook, and his fleshy little hands stroked the blood-stained shirt, as if he was a young man who was afraid of pain, and his strength was light The hair is like a feather, but where the boy can't see, a trace of cruel and bloodthirsty infatuation flashes across the baby-like immature face.

"Does it hurt?" the little baby said distressedly.

The boy turned around, looked down at him for a long time, and then said softly, "It doesn't hurt."

Seeing him straightening her out, the little baby instantly burst into a bright smile, but when she saw the boy's red and swollen side face, she turned sullen, "Brother, I'm sorry, I didn't know mother would lose her temper like this." He looked at the boy cautiously and apologized.

The boy was silent, just because the little doll was crying and complaining that his favorite car model was missing, and the boy who owned the same model became a thief.

Just looking at this immature face and that little face about to cry, the boy fell silent.

"Brother, I'll take you to see if the wound is okay." The little milk's voice was nasal and pitiful.

"Without my wife's permission, I can't leave here." The young man opened his mouth, but the hoarse and scary voice and the cold expression like a puppet made people feel distressed.

"Brother wants to kneel, so does Xiaobai." Saying that, the little baby knelt beside Wen Bei.

"You." His calm eyes were stained with surprise, and he looked at the boy.

"Brother is not afraid, Xiao Yuan will accompany you." The boy winked at him mischievously.

Sure enough, after a while, the wife who punished the boy hurried over.

"My little ancestor, what are you going to do?" The lady hugged the little doll who was kneeling on the ground distressedly, and gave Wen Bei a vicious look by the way.

"Xiaobai wants my brother to accompany him!" Xiaowawa cried.

"You child!" The lady lost her temper after being quarreled by her own child, and said coldly to Xiao Wenbei who was still kneeling on the ground, "You still don't want to get out and take care of Xiao Bai!"

Xiao Wenbei stood up in silence, and staggered behind the lady, while the child in the lady's arms winked playfully at Xiao Wenbei.

"Wen Bei?" The gentle call woke up Wen Bei who was immersed in memories.

"Huh?" Like a lost kitten, Wen Bei looked blankly at the person in front of him, "You didn't leave."

An Qi was completely defeated by Wen Bei like this, all the boredom and anger disappeared, only the heartache and softness remained.

"I'm not going, I'm not going." An Qi sat beside him and comforted him softly.

Wen Bei was stunned, and lightly leaned his head on his shoulder, An Qi, who didn't expect him to make such a move, was stunned.

"I'm sorry." Wen Bei closed his eyes and said softly, "I haven't figured out how to tell you about those things, can you give me some time?"

An Qi's tired voice made An Qi's whole heart sour, and his heart ached. "If you don't want to say it, then don't say it."

An Qi rubbed Wen Bei's head, her semi-long hair was unbelievably soft, "I just want you to know that there is me by your side."

An Qi's words were soft but extremely firm, and the corners of Wen Bei's mouth curled up when he heard it.

The two just hugged each other halfway, and neither of them spoke, enjoying the quiet time that belonged to both of them in this space where there were only two of them.