The paranoid milk dog is actually me

Xie Anheng didn't go far.

He hid on the side of a store on the corner.

Originally, he wanted to take advantage of the crowd and the noise, and quietly stuff this bag of medicine into Xiao Xie Anheng's schoolbag.

But I didn't expect that the child somehow stood at the door of the store and refused to leave, and was just pushed in front of him, bumped into his arms, and was almost discovered.

Xie Anheng took a breath, glanced outside, then quickly turned sideways and shrank back.

The little boy hadn't left yet, as if he didn't give up, he was still standing on the street, looking around for him with his eyes wide open, holding his schoolbag tightly with both hands, as if he had some treasure in it.

Little Xie Anheng left with his head down when the crowd after school had almost dispersed.

The solitary little figure looked a little pitiful, Xie Anheng almost couldn't hold back and ran over to hug him in his arms.

No.

With his current bad state, rushing over will only make the child wary. I am still very clear about his childhood virtues, and it is not that easy to gain his trust.

What's more, he didn't even understand what was going on with him now, how could he have the conditions to raise another child.

He leaned back against the wall again, closed his eyes hard, and relieved the headache that started to throb again after running just now.

After the dizziness subsided, Xie Anheng returned to the guest house, took the medicine and took a shower, his whole body was exhausted, he fell down on the bed and fell asleep.

The next day.

Xie Anheng slept until noon.

After waking up, he felt like his whole body had been reborn, refreshed all over.

He went to the hospital and registered himself.

The original name was written on the certificate, and the surname was also Xie, but the name... the moment he took out the ID card, Xie Anheng's movements froze for a moment.

His original name was Xie Dabao.

Fortunately, the hospital was not so developed at this time, and the nurse just called his number when he came out. If his name was displayed on a super-large screen like ten years later, he would broadcast it again with a mechanical voice...

Xie Anheng listened to the doctor's earnest advice to him, "Dabao, life is still very exciting, don't get into a dead end for a while", and so on, feeling a little complicated.

His physical fitness is pretty good. The doctor didn't ask him to do a gastric lavage, but just prescribed some medicine to help him recover, and gave him some psychological counseling before letting him go.

Coming out of the hospital, Xie Anheng went back to the original owner's home according to the memory of the original body.

The original owner, Xie Dabao, is also considered a rich man in Manbei City. You can tell by his name that he is a spoiled rich second generation. But just a week ago, he had a conflict with his parents, and the two decided to go on a trip to relax. People stay at home.

It turned out that the plane crashed and the couple disappeared.

Xie Dabao couldn't bear such a blow, so he cried at home for a few days and wrote a suicide note, full of guilt and remorse for his family.

He felt that he had no face to live on, and in the end he couldn't think about it, and he didn't want to die in his parents' house. He felt that it would defile them, so he hid in a small guest house in a shanty town and swallowed sleeping pills.

Xie's living room was full of wine bottles, Xie Anheng read his suicide note quietly, lowered his eyes, and his eyes fell on the family portrait on the table.

He sighed silently, got up and tidied up the room, finally took the death certificate, and called a car to the funeral home.

After burying Xie's family, Xie Anheng used Xie Dabao's clothes to set up a tomb next to him. He left the game console he found in his bedroom in front of the tombstone, and worshiped them reverently a few times.

Xie Anheng left a key and a note explaining the situation at the door of the Xie family's house. If there are relatives in their family who come back, they won't know anything.

As for his expenses for the past few days, Xie Anheng could only temporarily borrow from the original owner, and planned to donate the money in Xie Dabao's name after he settled down.

When everything was arranged properly, it was almost sunset when we came out of the cemetery.

Xie Anheng's stomach was weak and he couldn't eat outside food, so he hailed a taxi and went straight to the pedestrian street.

The small street was full of people, and it was still the same way he was familiar with back then.

This street is not as big as a big shopping mall, but it is relatively close to the shantytowns. The quality of the supermarkets on the street is much higher than those of small vendors, and they are not short of catties.

After two days, wearing the original suit was really uncomfortable, so Xie Anheng went to the shop to change into a new outfit.

Originally, he just bought a simple shirt, but as soon as he changed it, the auntie of the shopkeeper desperately wanted to give him a few small items to match, but she refused to take money no matter what.

Xie Anheng had a headache: "Auntie, I really can't take your things for nothing."

"Oh, it's for nothing. No one comes to my shop. I will move out in a few days. I keep these things. They are not expensive things, just for fun." The auntie of the shop owner held his He put on two cufflinks on his wrist, "Look, this white shirt is very attractive. If you wear it alone, it will be much better with this."

The young man has broad shoulders and long legs, and has a gentle and elegant temperament. He looks too serious in a suit, but now with a shirt and these small ornaments, he looks as elegant as he walked out of a painting.

The owner's aunt praised repeatedly: "It's really suitable. After you wear it like this, I think the clothes in my store are no different from those big-name high-end clothes."

"It's your clothes that look good."

When he said that, the shopkeeper's aunt laughed even more.

What she gave was indeed not expensive, but some pretty accessories suitable for young people. Xie Xingzhi finally accepted it with extra money.

He went to the supermarket to pick ingredients again, and just as he was about to leave, a small and pitiful figure appeared in his mind again.

He turned around, returned to the shelf, took a glass lunch box and a set of cutlery, and picked up a carton of milk by the way, and then pushed the cart and queued behind the cashier.

Ten years ago, apart from often enduring his alcoholic father's fists and kicks like those people said, what he lacked the most was food.

Father Xie would only bring back a few appetizers when he won the money and was in a good mood, but they were not nutritious and suitable for growing children.

Not to mention other times, he didn't starve to death thanks to the free breakfast and lunch in the school cafeteria, and he could only make do with the little leftover lunch in the evening.

So much so that he always looks very thin among his peers.

Now that he is here, Xie Anheng will definitely not allow such a thing to happen again.

He is familiar with the hostel where he lives. The owner is an elderly mother-in-law who is very talkative.

Xie Anheng talked to her a few words, and the other party allowed him to borrow the small kitchen on the first floor, even refusing to accept the money.

The old lady at the guest house was free and came in to watch him chop vegetables: "Little young man, your name is Xie..."

As she said that, she was going to look through the book of check-in records in the guest house.

Xie Anheng thought of the original owner's disgusting name, and in a hurry, he removed the last word of his name: "It's called Xie Xingzhi."

"Oh, yes, Xie Xingzhi, the name sounds nice." The landlady's old lady withdrew her hand from the notebook, turned around and looked at him for a while, and praised him with a smile, "The craftsmanship is really good, your knife skills are better than I, an old cook who has spent most of my life, are still very good."

Xie Xingzhi neatly put the potato shreds on a plate, and his hands didn't stop: "Cook a few side dishes at will, you've got a good reputation."

The old lady asked again: "Oh, don't be modest, I know your cooking skills at a glance, you must often cook by yourself. Is this for your girlfriend?"

"No." Xie Xingzhi poured hot oil on the seasoning, and the aroma spread in the kitchen instantly, "There is still a child to eat."

"You have a child at such a young age? Well, you are blessed, and this child is also blessed." The mother-in-law was even happier.

Xie Xingzhi smiled, but did not explain.

It doesn't matter whether he is blessed or not, but with him, Xiao Xie Anheng's life will definitely be much easier in the future.

The old lady glanced upstairs: "Is he in the room? Didn't see him. Let's eat in the kitchen after shouting. I'll set up a table so we can chat."

"Not in the room, I'll send it to him later." He glanced at his watch, and it should be just in time for the child to leave school.

"Oh, you have to hurry up so that the food doesn't get cold." The mother-in-law said, "I'll take the child over next time, it will save trouble by bringing it with me."

Xie Xingzhi paused: "It will take a while."

It's impossible for little Xie Anheng to live with him in the hostel. If the old alcoholic finds him, it will be troublesome, and we have to wait for him to settle himself down.

With his secret help on the left and right, the child will not be bullied under his nose.

After simply finishing the two meals and one vegetarian meal, Xie Xingzhi quickly settled his share, stuffed a piece of change on the mother-in-law's cash register, packed the other meal, and rushed over to the school.

"Class one and three? They have school food in the afternoon, so they don't need to deliver food." The guard at the school gate understood Xie Xingzhi's intention and waved his hand.

Xie Xingzhi just wanted to hand over the lunch box to him and left: "The kids at home are picky and don't like to eat things from the cafeteria."

The guard looked at him a few more times, and did not doubt this handsome young man: "Are you that kid's brother? It's not a question of whether to eat in the cafeteria. Their class has a biology practice class this afternoon, and the teacher just took all the students away." I guess I won’t be back until after lunch outside the school, so it’s useless to hand over your lunch box to me.”

Off-campus biology practice class?

Xie Xingzhi was startled suddenly, and some dark memories from the depths of his memory surged up instantly.

He remembered this practical biology class!

And in his impression, something bad happened in this class.

The reason was that a girl in the class gave him a pack of Band-Aids out of sympathy, but by coincidence, a male classmate who had always liked this girl bumped into him.

In Xie Xingzhi's childhood, apart from his wicked alcoholic father, the other one who made things difficult for him was this male classmate.

As a result, it is conceivable that the male classmate said something strange to him, and mentioned his mother who died young, and he was enraged when he was young, and he fought with the other party.

But he was alone after all, and he was no match for the little bully who dominated the school and his good brothers. The fight eventually turned into a gang fight, and he was injured, and the dinner given to him by the school was thrown on the ground and trampled It was a mess.

New wounds and old wounds stacked together, and he was hungry. He had a high fever the night he returned home. Father Xie never cared about his life.

"Thank you." Xie Xingzhi didn't care to stay here for a long time, "Are you studying in Nanhu Park? I'll go over there and give him the food."

The guard nodded: "Yes, yes, at Nanhu, it's still early, there's still time for you to hurry up."