If you fail to confess, you will become stronger [Unlimited]

Since it is a working day, there are not many people in the hot pot restaurant, and there are two or three tables scattered here and there.

Qiao Le chose a remote corner, picked up a menu made of disposable paper, and used a ballpoint pen to draw a tick: "Fat beef, Flammulina velutipes, Potatoes, Duck blood, Beef louvers, Baby vegetables."

After ordering the classic hot pot must-order dishes, he looked at the child who was dumbfounded and said nothing: "Do you have any taboos?"

"..." The child looked at him wearing sunglasses, and the corners of his lips drooped slightly. After a while, he said vaguely, "Should...no."

"?"should not?

This is really strange.

Qiao Le took a second look: "What do you want to eat?"

"It will be all right."

"Then I'll order whatever I want."

The child lowered his head: "Yes."

Qiao Le added a few more meat dishes and snacks, and gave the menu to the waiter. When the waiter took the menu, he took a second look at the child and left. He didn't drive him out like a doctor in the community.

The bottom of the pot is mandarin duck pot, one side is red and spicy butter pot, and the other side is pale white big bone soup.The firepower is turned to the maximum, and the bottom of the soup boils and makes a gurgling sound.

Qiao Le picked up the fat cow: "Do you eat spicy food?"

The boiling butter exudes a spicy smell, which whets the appetite.The child looked left and right, and carefully lit the bottom of the red pot: "I will eat it."

"Exactly, I also eat spicy food, it seems that our two tastes are very similar."

Qiao Le quickly served the fat beef in a pot.

The beef was sliced ​​into thin slices, and it was cooked when it was lightly boiled. He saw the timing and quickly scooped it up: "Here! Eat it quickly, it won't taste good if it's cold."

There are sauce plates of sesame sauce and spicy sauce on the table. Qiao Le picked up a chopstick of fat beef and dipped it in sesame sauce. The combination of spicy soup base and salty sesame seeds whetted the appetite.

The steam boiling at the bottom of the pot covered the sunglasses, and the boy's face was hidden behind the mist, as if it would disappear at any moment.

The child picked up the chopsticks stiffly, poking the bottom of the bowl with stiff fingers.

No, it was not clamped.

"..."

Qiao Le didn't expect this to happen either. He touched his nose, beckoned to the waiter, got a fork and handed it to the child: "You use this."

The fork is easy to use and kids will find their way in no time.

Following the boy's example, he dipped it in the sauce and put it in his mouth hesitantly.

Pepper was sprinkled on the bottom of the pot, and it was mischievously placed on top of the beef. The child bit it into pieces, and the choking smell of pepper rushed out. He covered his mouth and coughed, his face flushed red.

"This, what is this?" He threw down the fork, as if facing a formidable enemy.

Qiao Le laughed happily: "Is this your first time eating hot pot?"

"……Um."

"If you can't eat spicy food, then eat a clear soup pot." The boy put the enoki mushrooms and baby vegetables on the other side, and after cooking, scooped up a chopstick and put them in the children's bowl, "Taste it."

The child glanced at him, with a tight face, and reluctantly took a bite.

"!!!"

Not uncomfortable anymore!

Qiao Le: "Is it delicious?"

"good to eat."

Seeing that the child liked it, Qiao Le put most of the dishes into the clear soup pot, and kept a small half for himself.Considering the appetite of two people, the dishes he ordered are usually enough for three people.

I thought there would be leftovers, but the child ate them all.

After paying the bill, he stared at the child's flat stomach and fell into deep thought: "Where did all the food go after eating so much?"

"..." The child's body tensed.

Qiao Le didn't see it. He glanced at his watch: "The hospital opens at two o'clock. Let's take a taxi. The time is just right."

No matter what time of day the hospital is full of people coming and going, Qiao Le used his ID card to register the child, and faced the doctor's question, he calmly said that he was his cousin.

The doctor rolled up the child's trousers: "Seeing that you are young, let's forget it this time. The child does not have an ID card. Next time, remember to bring the household registration book to register. Do you understand?"

"Understood, there is no way this time. My cousin came to my house to play and got injured accidentally. My aunt and the others are not at home." Qiao Le's face remained unchanged, "I will remember next time."

This is said... as if it is true.

The child turned to look at him, and when the teenager noticed, he quickly retracted it.

Qiao Le: "?"

"The injury is not serious, and the bones are fine. I will prescribe some medicine for you, and you will be fine after two days of rubbing it back."

"Good! Thank you doctor."

There was no need to take a film, and Qiao Le brought more than enough money, and the medicine wine plaster cost more than 80 yuan in total.He carried the things and let the child sit on the steps.

"I'll give you some medicine."

"No, I'll do it myself."

Qiao Le didn't really want to get his hands sticky, so he didn't insist: "That's fine. I'll take you to buy two clothes after you get your medicine. It's warm at noon. When it's night, you wear so little. cold."

He still has more than 300 yuan in his hand, and the big brands must not be able to afford it. Street stalls are a good choice.

The child rubbed his ankle and said in a muffled voice, "It won't be cold."

The teenager made fun of him: "Tough mouth."

At this time, the sun was just right, and the golden light shone on the young man, covering him with a golden halo. He was as clean as a swipe of first snow in winter, so beautiful that people thought it was an illusion.

The child unconsciously reached out and grabbed the corner of the boy's clothes.

"?" Qiao Le raised an eyebrow, "What's wrong?"

"No."

The child stared blankly at him, then at his own hand, as if getting an electric shock, he quickly retracted it.Received half and got caught.

The boy tucked back the corner of his baseball uniform: "Just hold it if you want."

"..."

"The medicine is finished, I'll take you to buy clothes."

"Is this also because you pity me?"

It would be a lie to say that there is no pity, but compared to pity, it seems that I am also happy to be with children. It is inexplicably shameful to say this.

The boy touched his nose and nodded vaguely: "Yes."

"..."

The child's five fingers grasping the clothes tightened in vain, and the corners of the clothes were pulled into deep folds.Even though he was wearing sunglasses, he felt that the sun was too glaring, so that he couldn't see the boy's appearance clearly.

Feeling a little nasty right now.

The people who set up the stalls only come out at night, and there are only physical stores during the day. Qiao Le doesn't have much money on hand, but he wants to buy sweaters, pants, shoes, and cotton clothes for his children.

——Don’t even think about down jackets, it’s purely a dream.

After shopping around, I spent a lot of talking and losing my smile, and then I came out with a whole set.When everything was done, the sky was dark and the north wind was blowing, which made people feel chilled.

In the last store, Qiao Le took out all the newly bought clothes: "You change all the clothes, and put what you are wearing in the bag and take it back."

"Need not."

"Okay, put on."

"..."

The child couldn't resist him, so he changed his clothes obediently.

A brown sweater, black fleece jeans, short boots, and a dark blue jacket. The clothes are made of ordinary materials, but they are harmoniously matched, clean and neat.

Qiao Le nodded in satisfaction: "That's right, you wear so little, beware of catching a cold."

The poor-quality collar of the coat rubbed against the child's cheek, itching, just like his heart at this moment.

"Only the last eight yuan is left. Let's have three steamed buns per person and a cup of soy milk." Qiao Le pinched his fingers, "I'll take you home after dinner. If you don't take you to the door, just separate in the community. Tomorrow... ..."

I have done everything I need to do, what reason should I find to meet tomorrow?

Jole is stuck.

The corners of the child's lips were pursed tightly, and his ears were quietly pricked up, but he never waited for the next sentence.

Tomorrow... don't we see each other?

At this moment, the two had the same trouble, finished eating the buns absent-mindedly, and walked into the community. Considering the community's aversion to children, they coincidentally chose a remote path.

Separation is near.

Qiao Le was anxious, stammering: "Tomorrow we're going out together..." Do you want to eat?

— But he has no money for a treat!

It's all gone today.

The child who didn't wait for the following: "..."

The two of them dawdled, the sky was completely dark, only one or two street lights were on, and the rest were broken because no one maintained them.

They stood under the street lamps, like targets in the dark.

Footsteps from far to near.

"So you're here, I'm here to pick you up." The man who appeared was about 20 years old, 1.8 meters tall, wearing a silver-gray suit, his hair was parted with hairspray, his eyebrows were sharp, his eyes were deep, and his face was strong.

A high-level person who appears to have a successful career.

Doesn't go well with kids!

After he appeared, the child subconsciously stepped forward, trying to block Qiao Le, but unfortunately he was too short, so it was useless.

Qiao Le: "You are?"

"Hello, I'm his guardian." The man glanced over the two of them, paused for a moment on the new clothes on the child, and then quickly opened them, "Are you his new friend?"

"Um, yes." Qiao Le nodded, "Hi, my name is Qiao Le."

"It's the first time I've seen him making friends. As a guardian, I'm so relieved. You know, when a child grows up, his personality will be more rebellious." The man took out his mobile phone, "Why don't we exchange contact information, and we can have more friends in the future." connect."

Qiao Le was worried that he couldn't keep in touch with the child.

When drowsiness comes, someone will give you a pillow, and he is naturally happy: "Okay."

"No!!!" The child stood on tiptoe, trying to take a picture of the man's cell phone. After being dodged by the man, his expression became very nervous, "Doctor Cheng!!!"

The attitude of a child is not like that of a guardian.

On the contrary, it is like looking at an enemy with sharp vigilance.

After scanning the QR code on WeChat to add friends, the man slowly wrote a note, then glanced at the child, and said calmly, "Don't worry, he is your 'friend' after all."

The child's complexion became even uglier.

Qiao Le clenched the phone tightly, looked left and right, and always felt that the atmosphere was a bit subtle.It wasn't until this moment that he realized that Dr. Cheng in front of him could see his face clearly.

They are indeed important figures in the dungeon.

Even if he knew the danger, Qiao Le couldn't give up contacting them.

"It's been a long time since we moved here, but we haven't had any friends visit us." The man stroked his chin with a handsome smile, "I happen to have time tomorrow, do you want to come over to play, Joe?"

The voice fell, the world fell into gray, and a blue light screen flashed.

[After a day of your exploration, you have had close communication with XX, facing the invitation of his guardian, you decided——

A: Sorry, I have something to do tomorrow, so I can't go there.

B: Well, I'll come and visit with a gift.

C: Want to invite me over?Unless you kiss me. 】

Qiao Le: "???"

Is this C coming out to be funny?

He decided to choose B.

"Okay, I'll come and visit with a gift."

"No!!!" The child stood up and stared at the man like a formidable enemy, "Lele has no time to go there tomorrow, we have to go out together tomorrow, we don't have time."

The man asked back, "Oh, really?"

Qiao Le, who was stared at by the two together: "..."

The author has something to say: Fine segmentation and slicing Gong: Who do you want to listen to?

Lele: It seems to be you.