Ding, your little fool is online

Seeing these two traces of tears, Wang Jianyang's drowsiness was swept away, and he became sober in an instant.

He hurried forward, put the quilt aside, sat on the edge of the bed and wiped Yuan Xing's tears, and asked with concern: "What's wrong with Yuan Xing? Why are you crying? Who bullied our baby?"

Yuan Xing glanced at Wang Yuyang, didn't say anything, only choked up in his throat, clenched his teeth to keep himself from crying, stretched out his hand and silently hugged himself even tighter.

This protective posture has not appeared on him for a long time.

"What's the matter?" Wang Yuyang hurriedly reached out to pat him on the back, coaxing him like a child, "Stop crying, baby."

Under Wang Yuyang's comfort, Yuan Xing gradually calmed down, but he still didn't speak.

Finally, after a while, Yuan Xing said, "Mr. Happy, I, I am no longer the little fool I was before."

Wang Yuyang was stunned for a moment, and looked at Yuan Xing with wide eyes, and Yuan Xing also looked at Wang Yuyang, his eyes contained thousands of emotions.

Yuan Xing had already said this sentence to himself when he first came back.

At that time Wang Yuyang was still a little puzzled, but at this time, after he repeated it for the second time, Wang Yuyang finally understood the meaning of Yuan Xing's words.

His little one has grown up and doesn't want to be treated like a little kid anymore.

But Yuan Xing may not quite understand his position in Wang Jinyang's heart, no matter whether the experience is thousands of mountains and rivers or wind, frost, rain and snow, his little Yuan Xing will always be his little Yuan Xing.

After understanding this meaning, Wang Yuyang let go of his hand, unfolded the quilt he carried over, and spread it on the original quilt.

Yuan Xing raised his head and looked at him with bright eyes.

"Okay." Wang Yuyang kicked off his slippers, sat next to Yuan Xing, covered the two of them with two layers, and touched his head, "Yuan Xing, tell me what happened after you went out."

Unexpectedly, Yuan Xing answered the wrong question: "Yes, Mr. Happy, how much is a catty of tomatoes?"

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When Yuan Xing went out in the afternoon, it was close to five o'clock at six o'clock, and the Huoshaoyun in the sky was very beautiful.

He remembered that there was a small fresh food supermarket at a certain side door of the community, because Wang Yuyang drove him through that side door once before.

But when Yuan Xing went out, he discovered that the area of ​​the community was beyond his expectation. There were fifty or sixty buildings in the community alone, not to mention the seven or eight main entrances and side entrances all over the southeast, northwest, and north.

And Yuan Xing couldn't remember exactly which side door the fresh food supermarket was in, and he walked around the neighborhood for a while but couldn't find it.

In addition, after the sun went down, the temperature started to cool down and the wind started to pick up. When he went out, he didn't have time to take his coat. When the wind blew, he felt his head was chilly, and he couldn't help feeling a little anxious.

There was a kindergarten in the community, and it was the time when the children were leaving school. Yuan Xing got a lot of attention with his shiny head on his head.

The novel eyes were glued to Yuan Xing's body, which immediately made him even more embarrassed.

Yuan Xing had no choice but to go up and ask a mother with a child if she knew where the supermarket was.

In the end, the other party replied indifferently that he didn't know, and left with the child in his arms.

Yuan Xing was left standing there, a little at a loss.

Just like a long time ago, when he was looked down upon as that silly Yuan Xing and was rejected by others.

Yuan Xing walked around the neighborhood again, no matter the shops or the surrounding roads, he was not familiar with them.

He found that except for the road in front of the main entrance and the shops on both sides of the main entrance, he didn't know or be familiar with the rest.

Because I used to drive back from the main gate almost every time I went home, so I am familiar with it.

As for the places where you can buy vegetables, apart from the fresh food supermarket, all Yuan Xing knows is the small supermarket downstairs of the previous house, and the vegetable market that Zhang Yue told him about before.

Yuan Xing pursed his lips, took out the bus card from his pocket, got on the familiar bus, and went to the familiar vegetable market.

Sitting in the bus, Motoko grabbed the handrail of the bus and swayed along with the bus.

The sky was completely dark, and the bright moon and broken stars spread over the night, and together with the neon lights, decorated Huadu.

Yuan Xing looked at himself in the glass window and blinked hard, unable to see his movements clearly.

He was a little confused by these two simple little things.

Why is it a little different from the 22-year-old world he imagined?

So confused all the way, Yuan Xing wandered to the vegetable market he was familiar with.

The lights in the vegetable market were dim, and many people had closed their stalls, leaving only a few people who wanted to sell out the vegetables they picked this morning.

Yuan Xing, who hadn't thought of what to buy, habitually walked to the stall where he bought Chinese cabbage before.

When he saw the empty stall, he realized that he no longer needed to eat Chinese cabbage.

In the past, he came to the vegetable market to sell Chinese cabbage and dried noodles, and occasionally went to the braised chicken shop to buy braised chicken legs.

This time Yuan Xing scratched his head, so he had to turn his eyes to the stall, not knowing what to buy.

The vendors who bought vegetables and fruits closed their stalls one after another, talked and walked outside, Yuan Xing stood in the middle of the road without moving, and was inevitably bumped by someone.

In a daze, he staggered two steps and almost fell into the vegetable stall next to him. Fortunately, he reached out and held the edge in time.

Yuan Xing felt a little uncomfortable in his head, and was a little worried that he would be knocked stupid again.

But the person who bumped into him just turned his head, shook his palm at him, said sorry, the little brother left in a bit of a hurry, and then turned back and left.

Yuan Xing supported his head with one hand, frowned and looked at the man's back, feeling that this apology was flimsy and lacked sincerity.If he bumped into someone, he would definitely bow and apologize to the other person very sincerely, even saying sorry ten times would not be able to dispel the guilt in his heart.

But what he didn't know was that it was also a way of expressing apology.It's like accidentally stepping on someone else's foot on a crowded bus. If you say sorry, it doesn't matter if the other person says it. This little episode can quickly turn the page.

The little fool has been submissive for too long, and he no longer understands the ways of the world in the adult world.

However, before he could react, another voice came from the stall behind him, and an old woman said blankly that he had crushed her own tomato.

Yuan Xing saw that when he was hit just now, he instinctively reached out to support the old woman's stall, and accidentally crushed a tomato. At this time, his palm was full of red tomato juice.

He stepped back quickly, apologizing repeatedly.

The old woman yawned, and said with a blank expression that she wanted Yuan Xing to compensate, as much as she asked.

Yuan Xing took a look, there were still a few tomatoes and a few handfuls of green vegetables left on the booth, and the vegetables were placed on a woven straw mat, which was tattered.

The old woman's face is haggard, and her wrinkles are full of hardships and hardships.

Seeing this, Yuan Xing couldn't help feeling compassionate, hurriedly paid for all the leftover tomatoes and vegetables left by the old woman, and thoughtfully told her to go home as soon as the temperature cooled down, and then he went to buy eggs.

In fact, the price quoted by the old woman has exceeded the price of normal tomatoes, but Yuan Xing doesn't know it, and even feels that he has done a good deed.

This is another aspect that he doesn't understand.

On the way home, Yuan Xing was in a lot of situations again. When he reached the bus stop, he touched his pocket and found that the bus card was gone.It probably fell out of the pocket when it was hit by that person.

It was getting darker and darker, Yuan Xing had no choice but to take out two yuan coins from his pocket and take the car.

When getting in the car, Yuan Xing felt a little lucky, and he let out a sigh of relief while sitting in the seat, wanting to go home quickly with all his heart and eyes.

As a result, when he got off the bus, the flight attendant thought he hadn't swiped his card when getting off the bus, so he said something weird.Yuan Xing was in a hurry, and explained to others again, but the door was closed at this time, the car drove, and took him to the next stop.

This stop took Yuan Xing directly to an intersection, turned a corner and passed under the overpass, and drove forward for a long time before stopping.

Yuan Xing was in a daze when he got out of the car, carrying a bag of vegetables and looked left and right, not knowing where to go.

As soon as the evening wind passed, it gave him a headache.

He asked the person waiting for the bus at the bus station, and the other person patiently told him that if he took the bus, he could only go to the opposite side of the overpass, but it would take a long detour, and the traffic below would be dangerous, so he suggested that it would be faster to walk back.

Yuan Xing thanked him, remembering the route and walking slowly towards home. The street lights stretched his shadow infinitely long, just like the road ahead that he could not see.

Go straight to the crossroads, turn right and walk a short distance to the bus station he is familiar with.

It was about 10 minutes away, and Yuan Xing felt that he had walked for a long time.

On the way home, his mind was in a mess all the time, and he felt that the wind whizzing past his ears had turned into ghostly ravings that he couldn't understand.

From the end of his operation to the present, exactly 34 days have passed. Excluding the 7 days of coma, he stayed in the hospital for 27 days.

For nearly a month, Yuan Xing didn't feel that there was anything wrong with his life after waking up, including his newly flexible brain, fluent speech, and the development of the relationship with Mr. Happy. Moving in a better direction.

Today can be regarded as his first step into this new world.Counting it down, whether it's not being able to find a fresh supermarket, being bumped by someone, or getting a tomato, or being misunderstood, it's a trivial matter.

But in Yuan Xing's heart, what he saw and what he thought were completely opposite. The huge drop was like a waterfall falling from the sky, hitting him who was climbing up, and then smashing him to the bottom of the cliff.

It seems that he has worked hard for so long, went to a new place to buy vegetables, worked hard to open up a new life, and finally returned to the world he was familiar with after going around.

He has made so much effort and struggle, but what he is familiar with is still the world of unfulfilled Yuan Xing. It seems that he has been out of touch with this new world for too long, and he is not used to it everywhere.

After returning home, Yuan Xing heard Wang Yuyang's long and lengthy caring inquiries, tried his best to smile at him, and lied that he was really fine.

Anyway, he doesn't stutter as much now, even if he doesn't stutter, he can't tell whether he is lying or not.

But in fact, his heart fell into confusion, as if he had become that little fool Yuan Xing again.

A bowl of noodles was bland and tasteless, Yuan Xing felt that his nose was a bit congested, and he had something to worry about, so he washed up early and went to bed.

Before turning off the night light, Yuan Xing read a book for a while.

While reading the book, he kept comforting himself, whispering that this was only the first day, it was only the first day.You can take it slowly in the future, it's just a matter of time, he will definitely be able to adapt well, and he will definitely be able to solve this matter without relying on Mr. Happy.

I will be 23 years old in two months, and Mr. Happy will go to work tomorrow, so I must find out where the fresh food supermarket is.

Wang Qianyang outside the door urged him to sleep, Yuan Xing responded and turned off the night light, put the book in his hand on the bedside, covered the quilt, hugged the little white dog, and closed his eyes on the bed.

Maybe it was because he was tired during the day, and Motoko fell asleep after a while.

In the dream, he returned to work at the hot pot restaurant, standing at the door with a bald head and handing out snacks.

In the new year, the store has changed new snacks, from crispy corners to French fries and chips, and drinks have also been changed to cola orange juice.

Taking advantage of the lack of guests, Yuan Xing secretly squeezed a few potato chips, put them in his mouth and clicked them a few times, and secretly poured himself a glass of orange juice, gulped it down, and swept away his fatigue.Seeing this, Zhang Yue smiled and didn't say anything to him.

As a result, Zhang Yue turned around and just left, when Zhao Jiming, who was dressed in a shop assistant uniform, and the former unscrupulous landlord appeared in front of him, smiling maliciously.

Yuan Xing in the dream pursed his lips. Although he felt a little trembling in his heart, thinking that he was already a 22-year-old Yuan Xing, he still bravely went up to him.

In the end, before he could open his mouth, Wang Yuyang fell from the sky, drove the bad guys away with a few words, then turned around to comfort Yuan Xing, asked him if there was anything wrong, if he was hurt, if there was any discomfort, hugged him to comfort him, and said that he would be off work in a while Take him to eat delicious food.

Yuan Xing blinked, but didn't say a word he wanted to say.

Everything in the dream was unpredictable. After Wang Yuyang left, the sky suddenly changed. Yuan Xing stood in a wilderness, with heavy rain, thunder and lightning accompanied by strong winds.

The straw was blown around by the strong wind, and it seemed like the end of the world between heaven and earth.

Yuan Xing became the person in the third perspective in his sleep again, and at the end of his gaze was a staggering little figure, calling for his mother in the rain, asking where he was.

That was Yuan Xing, braving the rain to find his mother who had abandoned him.

Although I have found my mother now, I have not met her.But Yuan Xing still felt that his recklessness and impulsiveness had hurt his mother.

It was also raining that afternoon when he secretly met Jiaming.

In the tea room, his desperate cries reached his mother's ears.Even if he didn't know what happened afterwards, his mother must have recalled those painful memories and suffered from it.

Even if he sent dolls and stars behind him, wearing Stitch's clothes and a mask to blur his voice, there was no way to make up for it.

If only he had known better then.

But the story is always incomplete, and he cannot be perfect if he is incomplete, just like he cannot quickly adapt to this ever-changing society.

Back to this point in the dream, the wind and rain quickly retreated from front to back, and the little man's running steps turned into backwards. The blade of grass cut his cheek, but what flew out of the wound was not blood.

Yuan Xing suddenly opened his eyes, and his goal was the book on the bedside table. The large characters on the book were blurred by tears.

He froze for a while, blinked, and tears flowed down, wet the pillow.

After Yuan Xing slowed down, he got up and sat on the bed, bent his legs and hugged his knees, and buried his face.

He felt useless.

Whether it's Yuan Xing from the past or the current Yuan Xing, it's useless.

He even hated the little fool who couldn't do anything well and relied on Mr. Happy for everything, hated the little fool who accidentally hurt his mother, hated the little fool who couldn't match the code of this world anyway.

……

After Yuan Xing finished speaking intermittently, he pursed his lips: "I, I hate him."

He sniffed again, trying to suck back the snot that was about to come out.

Wang Jianyang patted his head, but didn't speak for a moment.

Although this is what Yuanxing experienced and what Yuanxing thought, but he also saw some shortcomings that belonged to him.

His overprotection can't be said to have harmed Yuan Xing, but it will hinder Yuan Xing's growth.

But let's put these things aside for the time being. What we need to do now is to coax this little baby well.

Wang Yuyang sighed, and took out a pack of tissue paper prepared earlier from the bedside table, wanting to take out one to wipe Yuan Xing's tears and snot.

But thinking of his excessive protection and care before, Wang Yuyang handed the paper to Yuan Xing as soon as he changed hands: "Wipe it."

Yuan Xing muttered and took the paper and blew his nose. One piece of paper was not enough, so he stretched out his chubby hand to ask for paper, his eyes were very aggrieved.

Seeing this, Wang Qianyang was very helpless, so he had no choice but to do it himself, pinching his nose, including tears, and wiped it carefully.

"Want to drink water?" Wang Qianyang asked.

Yuan Xing nodded, and said hoarsely what he wanted.

Wang Yuyang had no choice but to get out of bed and turn on the light, poured a glass of warm water for Yuan Xing and brought it back, watched him take a few sips and then took the glass and put it aside.

Taking care of him in every possible way is really hard to change.

"Okay." Wang Yuyang sat back on the bed, took the clothes beside him and put them on Yuan Xing, for fear that he would catch a cold, "Do you still hate yourself now?"

Before Yuan Xing could speak, Wang Jianyang stretched out his hand and flicked his bald head.

"It's only been a few days for you, Xiao Yuanxing." Wang Qianyang said to him with his eyes bent, "What's the rush?"

"That's right..." Yuan Xing said in a low voice, "It's different from what I imagined, a lot of things are different."

"Don't worry." Wang Yuyang rubbed the place on his head that he had just bounced, "Some people don't understand after studying for a lifetime. We Yuanyuan is only the first day, and we still have a lot of time to learn slowly. of."

"But I'm still short, two months away, 23 years old." Yuan Xing said hurriedly, "I still want to go, study, open a hospital, and help..."

"Yuan Xing." Wang Jianyang interrupted him.

"I was 31 years old last month, and you were still in a coma at that time, do you think I was in a hurry at that time?"

Yuan Xing looked at Wang Yuyang, pursed his lips, lowered his head and nodded: "It's urgent."

"You also know." Wang Yuyang flicked his bald head again, "I am 31 years old, and you are only 22 years old. You will not be in my grade until 9 years later. What are you in a hurry for?"

As he spoke, he flicked his forehead again.

"What you said, whether you want to go to school or open a hospital to help children, is not limited to any age."

"Learning is endless, even if you are 45 or 64, you can learn. Grandma Fang's rehabilitation center was established when she was [-] years old, and she is [-] years old now, and she is still helping children."

Yuan Xing covered his forehead and blinked slowly, wondering if he understood.

"I'm 31, Grandma Fang is 64, and my little Yuanxing is only 22." Wang Yuyang said patiently, "At 22, you still have a lot of time, so you can't be overwhelmed by the difficulties of the first day."

Yuan Xiaogangjing tried to speak: "I, I just don't understand..."

Yuan Xiaogangjing's speech was once again suppressed by Wang Yuyang, who moved his hand covering his forehead, pulled him into his arms, and kissed the place where he had slapped him several times.

"Yuan Xing." Wang Jianyang spoke earnestly again.

"I know you're not used to it when you just recovered." Wang Yuyang fished him into his arms, "But you're not the only one who didn't get used to it, I was a little bit not used to it at the beginning, after all, we've been together for so long It's that stupid Yuan Xing."

"But compared to not adapting, I am more happy. I am happy that my little Yuanxing finally realized one of his dreams, finally recovered, and can do what he wants to do."

"But, it's Mr. Happy." Yuan Xing finally got the chance to speak, "I, I think I'm different from you, and the only one you have to adapt to is me."

"But me, what I have to adapt to is all the things before, they are different from before. I, what I have to adapt to is the whole, the whole... world."

Wang Jianyang listened to him quietly, and sighed: "Yuan Xing, you still haven't listened to what I just said."

"Although the world is huge, human potential is infinite. As long as you want, you can go anywhere at any time, and you can pick up a book at any time. Even if you lose all your hair and teeth, I will go to whatever you want support."

"I told you before that I will accompany you to grow up again. Now the road has just been paved, and you have just taken the first step. If you are discouraged now, will it be too early?"

Yuan Xing leaned in Wang Yuyang's arms, grabbed his pajamas, curled his fingers slightly.He lowered his eyes, blinked slightly, his eyelashes fluttered up and down, and finally closed.

With eyes closed, Wang Yuyang's voice sounded extraordinarily gentle.

"Even if he recovers now, my little Yuanxing will feel sorry for the old lady who hasn't sold the vegetables and hasn't come home after dark, and she is not afraid of the people who bullied her. She has always been the kind and brave little Yuanxing."

"No matter what kind of Yuan Xing it is, no matter what Yuan Xing it is, it is worthy of my liking, so you can't say that you hate the previous self. It is the hard work of the previous self that has brought about the current recovery."

"Whether it's the little silly Yuanxing or the smart Yuanxing, they are all my Xiaoyuanxing."

"And I won't make decisions for you in the future like I did before, and pave all the roads for you. I will give our little Yuanxing enough room to grow, and let you alone lead your second growth."

At this point, Yuan Xing suddenly opened his eyes wide, as if he understood something.

Wang Yuyang shut his mouth, took Yuan Xing's unfinished half glass of water from the bedside, and drank it all in one gulp.

He looked sideways at Yuan Xing, Yuan Xing was lowering his head and not speaking.head.

Wang Jianyang didn't urge him, but quietly looked at him with his head bowed in thought.

After a while, Wang Yuyang yawned, and finally couldn't help it anymore. He stretched out his hand to touch the little bald head, and asked him, "Does Xiao Yuanxing understand now?"

Yuan Xing then raised his head and asked Wang Yuyang: "Then, does Mr. Happy understand?"

Wang Yuyang smiled at him, the curve of the corners of his lips was extremely beautiful.

He just heard him say without thinking: "I, I understood it when I saw you at first glance."

Hearing this sentence, Yuan Xing immediately returned to the scene when the two met for the first time.

Little Xingxing was wearing a white overalls, hugging a huge Stitch doll, poking his head out to look at Mr. Happy at the table.The other party smiled at him with a pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes. From then on, only spring remained in his originally cold life.

Yuan Xing suddenly pursed his lips and smiled, his dimples were full of sobriety, he nodded and said: "I, I understand, Mr. Happy, tomorrow, tomorrow I have to go shopping."

Whether it's tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, even if it's the day after tomorrow, next week, next month, he will be a Yuan Xing who goes forward bravely, strives to adapt to the new century, and will not be defeated by any difficulties.

Yuan Xing, 22 years old, rushes to the duck!

"I figured it out." Wang Yuyang smiled and kissed him, "Then go to sleep, I'll wait for my little Yuanxing to buy me delicious chicken legs tomorrow."

With that said, Wang Jianyang lifted the quilt and was about to get up.

As a result, before he had time to get out of the bed, he was hugged tightly around the waist.

Yuan Xing hugged his waist, looked up at his eyes, which were full of starlight.

"No, I can't go." Little Xingxing said domineeringly, "I have to sleep in my arms."