villain daddy's little boy

Tang Yu was a little uneasy.

He didn't eat at noon, so he went directly to the milk tea shop to work as a helper. After two classes in the afternoon, he came out to work again. After less than half an hour, Tang Yu's heart beat violently.

But he couldn't tell what happened to him.

Ten minutes later, Tang Yu lowered his head and looked at his phone. It was already 10:03 in the afternoon, and there was still no call.

"What's the matter, senior?" The girl who worked part-time with him turned to Tang Yu and asked, "If the senior has something to do, I can take it first, and there are not too many people today."

"It's okay." Tang Yu shook his head, suppressing the uneasiness in his heart, and continued working in the milk tea shop.

At five o'clock, many people had already left, and many students did not attend the last self-study class.

The bustling crowd rushed to Zhuangyuan Street, and the originally quiet milk tea shop became busy.

The girl didn't talk about her coming anymore, they were all too busy to touch the ground.

Such busyness made Tang Yu barely calm his mind, not paying too much attention to the uneasiness in his heart.

One after another, batch after batch of students came over, and finally there were fewer people in the middle, and Tang Yu had room to breathe.

He took advantage of this time to make a cup of milk tea for the boy and paid for it.

After thinking about it, Tang Yu made another cup of sago dew for Che Ziyu.

He is going to leave early today, and he will leave when the evening self-study starts at 06:30.

Tang Yu thought, another group of students came to the door, and he continued to get busy.

"A cup of..."

"Did you really see it?"

"Don't mention it, I saw it too. A bunch of social gangsters with knife scars scared me to death."

The two girls chatted and stood beside them waiting for their meal.

Tang Yu moved his ears and followed their conversation involuntarily.

Fortunately, he did it proficiently, and it became muscle memory, and nothing went wrong.

"What are they doing here? Does the school care?"

"Whatever it is, he didn't enter the school, he just wandered around the back door of the school, it seems that he went south after a while, and said he was going to smash the house..."

"I don't know who provoked these people, it's too miserable."

Tang Yu listened, and the movements in his hands gradually slowed down.

Social gangsters, smashing the house...

Tang Yu's face became paler and paler. He lowered his eyes and filled the milk tea in his hand, trying to ignore this strange feeling.

Probably not, everything cannot be related to him.

"I was so scared that I ran forward. Fortunately, they ignored me and kept talking about 50. Hey, it's just 50..."

"Clap."

Tang Yu's hand was unsteady, and the second cup of milk tea suddenly fell to the ground.

Behind him, the girl who worked part-time with Tang Yu hurried over, a little worried, "Senior, what's wrong with you?"

Tang Yu couldn't see it, his face was extremely pale at this moment, as if it had been coated with a layer of meth, his fingers trembled involuntarily, the girl was afraid that something would happen to Tang Yu, so she grabbed her phone and wanted to call 120.

"No," Tang Yu tried hard to find his voice, "I seem to have something wrong at home, I have to leave early, and I will trouble you later, I will make it up for you tomorrow."

The girl hurriedly said, "What a big deal, I'm not overwhelmed, senior, hurry up, I'm here."

Tang Yu tremblingly grabbed the two cups of milk tea he had left behind, took off his store clothes and ran back.

Although Tang Yu was looking forward to it in his heart at this time, and his guess was wrong, he still couldn't help thinking about it.

Che Ziyu, who had been bothering him at noon and talking to himself, suddenly stopped sending WeChat messages, and he couldn't get in touch all afternoon. Something must have happened...

Tang Yu still remembered to call while running, but he called once, but no one answered, so he stopped calling and ran back quickly.

It'll be fine, Che Ziyu is good at skills, they'll be fine.

Tang Yu wanted to comfort herself, but when she walked to the door, she was so frightened by the scene that she almost lost her voice.

There were some red blood stains on the corridor, and Tang Yu couldn't smell what kind of blood it was, but all the way home, all the furniture in his house was smashed.

The small room was full of debris. Outside the room, there were paper bags one after another, which seemed to contain children's clothes.

They are already home.

Tang Yu walked in without hesitation, and turned the house upside down. No one was there.

The already chaotic home became even more chaotic, but he still couldn't find what he wanted to find.

Closing his eyes, Tang Yu calmly walked to the gate and squatted down. He touched the blood-stained glass and bit his lips.

Everyone is forcing him to drive away his light.

But what qualifications does a person like him have to receive the light?

……

"My phone is ringing?"

Che Ziyu drove to pick up Tang Yu. The little boy was very happy to have made money, and sang a song loudly for a long time. When the little boy finished quietly, he faintly realized that his phone seemed to be ringing.

It was a special notification tone for Tang Yu, and he could hear it even if he listened to it for a second. Che Ziyu hurriedly stopped the car and turned on his mobile phone with little battery left.

"Strange, did your little dad leave work so early?" He called back suspiciously, but no one answered the first time, and the second time his phone ran out of battery and hung up.

No, if Tang Yu was busy, he would hang up the phone immediately, and then Che Ziyu would choose to send a text message to Tang Yu.

This is the tacit understanding they get along with.

But it's strange that he hasn't answered the phone all the time.

Che Ziyu's complexion changed, and he called Shang Chi directly.

Shang Chi answered the phone very quickly, almost as soon as it rang.

"Hey?"

"Shangchi, is Tang Yu still in school?" After a pause, Che Ziyu hurriedly added, "Help me to Zhuangyuan Street, hurry up."

If it is a trot, Zhuangyuan Street is at most 3 minutes away from the school. At this point, Shangchi must not be at the school, so it is the fastest way to find him.

"What's the matter?" Shang Chi asked, but ran up in two or three steps, "Brother Yu, don't worry, I'm right here on Zhuangyuan Street, I'll help you ask."

On the other end of the phone, about a minute later, Shang Chi entered the milk tea shop and started questioning the girl. Because he didn't hang up the phone, Che Ziyu could hear their conversation.

"Senior Tang went back early, it seems that there is something wrong at home," the girl said, a little worried, "I just left for about ten minutes."

Shang Chi thanked the girl with a smile, and when he was about to lower his head to tell Che Ziyu, he hung up the phone early.

Shang Chi twitched his mouth, but he found a bicycle with some uneasiness and followed.

Here, when Che Ziyu heard about the accident at home, he turned his head impatiently, "Baby, let's go home now, and you will wait for Dad at the entrance of the corridor later, when Dad says come up, do you understand?"

He was flustered, always worried that something had happened to Tang Yu.

It should be, otherwise Tang Yu wouldn't be in such a hurry to go back.

Xiao Zaizi was also obedient at this time, and nodded obediently, "Okay, Zai Zai, I know!"

Che Ziyu didn't continue to comfort the little boy, but he drove a lot faster. They were already halfway there, and it took only five or six minutes to go back.

When he got to the door of the house, there was some rubbish scattered on the ground in a mess. The car trembled and rushed up to return the child. He still remembered to hide the child.

In the corridor on the third floor, he put Zai Zai away, and gave Zai Zai a small hammer that he carried with him, and then climbed up in three steps and two steps.

"Xiao Yu'er!" Che Ziyu yelled while crawling, "Tang Yu! You..."

The sound stopped abruptly.

In front of him, Tang Yu half-kneeled at the door of the house, his palms seemed to be stained with red blood.

There was only that blush left in Che Ziyu's eyes, which made his eyes turn red.

He stepped behind Tang Yu, and eagerly spread his hand, "Did they hit you? Who? Tell me, Xiao Yuer, can you tell me?"

Che Ziyu was a little incoherent, and he didn't dare to touch the opponent's hand, so he could only pinch the opponent's shoulder and look at Tang Yu without blinking.

"Tang Yu, tell me who did it." Che Ziyu lowered his voice, but if someone familiar heard it, he would know that he was angry.

Tang Yu dropped the glass with downcast eyes, and said softly, "Where's the cub?"

"Downstairs," Che Ziyu replied subconsciously, and then he helped him to stand up, "Treat the wound first, I remember you have medicine at home, let's go."

As he spoke, he called Xixi loudly, "Baby, come up quickly."

Although the house is still in chaos and Tang Yu's wound needs to be treated, Che Ziyu is worried about a child staying alone in the corridor.

Xiao Xizai climbed up by himself very sensiblely, and just as he was about to go in at the door, Tang Yu frowned and said, "Don't move."

Che Ziyu turned his head, only then remembered the pile of broken glass at the door, "Don't move, baby, wait until Dad comes to hug you."

He helped Tang Yu sit on the sofa first, then turned around and came in with the dazed little baby in his arms, and sat on the sofa with Tang Yu.

When the little baby saw the blood on Tang Yu's body, his eyes turned red with fright, "Dad, Dad."

"It's okay, I cut it by accident," Tang Yu raised his hand and rubbed the boy's head with his clean elbow, "Don't cry, it's okay."

"It's nothing, you almost lost your hand," Che Ziyu came over with the medicine box in his arms, his face stinky, "Or those people?"

As he spoke, his tone became aggressive, as if as long as Tang Yu said yes, he would rush up and beat them up.

"I suffered the injury myself," Tang Yu shook his head, and under Che Ziyu's unconfident gaze, he opened his mouth, "I thought you were at home..."

Che Ziyu paused, guessing what Tang Yu meant.

Thinking he was at home, he hurried back and hurt himself.

"Next time, remember to call me first, I won't forget to answer it, and I will bring a power bank with me." Che Ziyu said in a low voice, lowering his eyes to treat Tang Yu's wound seriously.

"Father," Xiao Xixi pursed her lips and leaned on Tang Yu carefully, with tears in her eyes that she couldn't shed, "Zai Zai, Zai Zai is afraid."

Tang Yu lowered his eyes, patted the boy with his freshly bandaged hands, and didn't say much.

Those hands were slender and strong, sending warmth to the little boy's chest through the shirt.

Xiao Xizai choked with sobs, tears streaming down her cheeks, "They, they bullied Dad, they were mean..."

For more than a day, from when Xizai went down to the world until now, I can't remember how many times I cried.

Tang Yu could only touch the child's head in silence. He knew that a person like him would only bring misfortune to others. He shouldn't have kept the child for three days.

It was only the first day, and after making the child cry so many times, Tang Yu looked at the little boy and wanted to send the child away early.

He can't raise children well.

"Okay baby, don't cry, it's good that people are fine, these people's fathers will settle accounts," Che Ziyu said, trying to coax the baby, "Look, we are all fine, be good, stop crying baby."

Xiao Xizai listened and cried even harder. Che Ziyu raised his hand in surrender, motioned Tang Yu to coax him with his eyes, and turned around and went into the kitchen.

It's past six o'clock, I have to eat first, and then tidy up the room.

Tang Yu was also at a loss. He seldom communicated with others and only slapped his back. But now that the child is frightened, this tactic is definitely not very useful, so he can only continue to think of ways.

"Don't cry," he said coldly, coaxing the child stiffly, "I'm fine, I haven't been bullied."

Xixi sniffed hard, "Don't cry, Zai Zai, it's running, Zai Zai, I didn't cry!"

Tang Yu rubbed the child's head, "Well, stop running water, it's uncomfortable, be happy."

Xi Zai nodded heavily. He looked at Tang Yu's face. It was obvious that Tang Yu looked very fragile now, and he was much gentler to him, but Xi Zai felt the high wall that Tang Yu gradually erected.

He wanted to send himself away.

After a long while, Xi Zai wiped away her tears and made sure that she was no longer crying.

Then he carefully took out three pieces of money from his small pocket, and put them neatly in Tang Yu's hands.

His voice was crying, and he was still trying to hold back his tears, "Zai Zai, I can raise my father, Zai Zai, I don't like to cry, Zai Zai, I can protect my father!"

Tang Yu lowered his head subconsciously. In his hands were three crumpled banknotes, two ten yuan and one five yuan.

The little baby is still talking intermittently, "Zai Zai and Dad, pick up, pick up bottles. Earn, earn a lot of money, Zai Zai can, you can raise Dad, so Dad, Daddy don't want Zai Zai, okay?"

"Zai Zai, you can pick up bottles, you can protect your father, you can, you can..."

Xizai pointed his fingers at his ability again, repeating the few words he had learned over and over again.

Xi Zai tried hard not to cry, because he knew that the protagonist's father hated crying children the most, so he couldn't cry anymore.

But Xi Zai counted for a long time, but his father didn't speak anymore, so Xi Zai could only keep silent and looked up at Tang Yu carefully.

Tang Yu's bushy eyelashes were drawn down, he didn't speak, and could only see the child's fleshy fingers and ups and downs of his belly.

And, hearing the soft, cute and scared voice of the child next to my ear, "Dad, can you like Zai Zai more, just a little?"

"Xizai, you are very capable!"

The author says:

Because of rushing to the list, the plot of the first [-] children is a bit fast, and some details have been added, so you can go back and read it again——

Thank you for your tolerance, it will not be like this in the future!

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