hug that god

Xiaodong sat alone on the threshold, eating apples in small bites, and finally finished.

Seeing that there was nowhere to put it, he couldn't help but ate the fruit pit bit by bit.

He sat quietly on the door frame, embracing his body, looking around cautiously.

This is the most beautiful, most comfortable, and most beautiful scenery he has ever seen, but he did not find any trace of the man and Xiaoxia.

As time passed by, he leaned back slightly, saw something, and took it back.

Several times in a row, I didn't dare to look deeply inside.

Thinking about the man's words, he couldn't help but leaned back again, turned his head sideways, and saw a beautiful young man lying on the bed.

The moment his eyes made contact with him, he withdrew them in fear, his body trembled slightly, and he didn't dare to look any more.

His heart was pounding, and he said in his heart that he was a beautiful young man, and his hands were grabbing his ankles, getting tighter and tighter.

Shen Yuexiu was lying on the bed and hadn't fallen asleep, listening to all the words at the door.

The boy who peeked at him just now was Xiaodong, he caught a glimpse of his clothes and didn't know how to communicate with him, so he just let it be.

He kept lying flat, not daring to move rashly, for fear of scaring away the child left by the man.

Finally, the man came back.

Looking at the man walking slowly, Xiaodong felt relieved immediately, and stood up from the threshold.

"Xiaodong, I need your help, can you help me?" The man looked at Xiaodong and said in a gentle and polite voice.

Xiaodong was taken aback for a moment, with vigilance and doubt in his eyes, and instinctively stepped back.

"The one lying inside is my son. I really can't take care of him alone. Besides, he has a tendency to abuse himself. I'm worried that he will hurt himself when I'm not around. Don't worry, I will pay you. "The man said without changing his face.

Shen Yuexiu, who was inside, resisted the urge to cough and vomit blood, this person really just opened his mouth.

Xiaodong felt confused, and stammered, "Why, why me."

"Because only you can." The man said firmly.

"I..." Xiaodong panicked in his heart, what did he want to do, what did he mean that only I could do it, he couldn't help feeling a little bit of joy and fear in his heart.

"I...what me, if I don't talk, I will treat it as if you agreed. For the convenience of moving, I will pack up a house for you, and you will live here temporarily. By the way, where is your home, I will go with you Say something to your parents." The man spoke quickly, very cheerfully, as if he doubled his speed.

"No need, even if I disappear for seven days, or forever, they won't look for me..." Xiaodong's pupils darkened, his face was cold.

He was very moved by the reward offered by the man, after all, he had no source of income.

As for that home, for him, it was just a place of necessity, and every minute of living there was a torment.

"Well, I'm going to clean up your room now, and you can play by yourself for a while." After speaking, the man walked towards the room next to Shen Yuexiu.

Xiaodong looked at the room that the man was tidying up for him, and couldn't help muttering to himself, there was still a tinge of expectation.

A room for one person is his dream.

After a while, the room was tidied up, the man opened the door and invited him in.

Xiaodong couldn't help but look at the man, feeling uneasy and afraid to enter.

The man put on a gesture of invitation and said: "Don't be embarrassed, I will clean up my room by myself in the future, have a good rest tonight, adjust my mentality, and start working tomorrow."

The man suddenly said it was wrong, looked around, and then covered his mouth: "No one heard, so I didn't accept child labor." He emphasized, "This is called helping each other, yes."

Xiaodong slowly approached the room, looked at it for a while, and asked softly, "Can I close the door?"

"Of course, your room is up to you. If you want to paint it pink, I don't care." The man said with a smile.

Xiaodong pursed her lips to hold back her unbroken smile, without much fluctuation on her face.

Then he walked in and closed the door. Seeing this, the man couldn't help shouting at the door: "It's rude, and I don't say thank you. I'm not an example..."

Just as he turned around to go to Shen Yuexiu's room, he saw the door opened a small gap, Xiaodong said softly: "Thank you."

The man immediately smiled, turned around, put his hand on his forehead, the gentleman politely said that you are welcome, and wanted to continue, but found that Xiaodong's door had been closed.

"I have such a good posture, you didn't even see..." The man said something to himself, and walked into Shen Yuexiu's room.

As soon as he was in the room, he turned his back to him, then walked backwards, walked up to him and turned around, his face pretending to be serious.

"My son, you are disobedient, it's not a good boy's behavior." As soon as he spoke, his serious expression suddenly collapsed.

Shen Yuexiu coughed softly a few times, and said: "You keep talking, keep talking, I can't sleep."

"I... how come, you can't sleep, can't you close your eyes and rest, what are you doing with your eyes so wide open." Suddenly, he suddenly realized, and stretched his voice "oh oh oh"...

He excitedly said: "I understand..."

"First, Father, may I ask what your name is?"

"God, please tell me your father's name, what kind of human tragedy is this, ah, the plot of amnesia, your father's name is An Tongsheng."

Finally know the name.

"Mr. An..."

"You don't talk, let me talk, wait, I'll brew some emotions." He continued: "I understand, you can't sleep because you miss Dad, you want Dad to sing a ditty, but ah, Dad It's your father, not your mother."

"No." Shen Yuexiu said.

"Yes, let's play it on the spot, don't pay too much attention to details, and close your eyes." An Tongsheng stretched out his hand and closed his eyes.

An Tongsheng muttered words, and gently patted Shen Yuexiu's shoulder: "Shake, shake, shake through spring, summer, autumn and winter, shake, shake, shake through the sun, moon and stars, daddy tells stories, mommy hums, call me a good baby , rattle drum, red apples, October [-]th is really perfect, year after year dreams like this, there is a good elf in the sky, it makes me happy and laughs..."

The voice was frustrating at first, then soft and gradually whispered.

Looking at Shen Yuexiu again, the eyebrows and eyes gradually stretched, the words kept turning in his mind, more and more hypnotic, and fell asleep involuntarily.

"Did I fall asleep like this? I'm such a genius. I can speak in a low voice and can't wake him up."

An Tongsheng muttered to himself, covered him with the thin quilt, and then walked out the door.

Glancing that there was no one around, he couldn't help but took out the book from his arms. It said "One Hundred Ways to Get Along with Father and Son" in writing. He opened page 26 of the book, looked at the contents, and nodded repeatedly.

"A genius is a genius. Nothing can stop me. It's really good to apply what I have learned." He closed the book, looking quite rewarded.