Ding, your little fool is online

Yuan Xing was fascinated when he heard Wang Jianyang calling him, turned his head, and asked softly, "Why, what's the matter?"

He was sitting on the right side of the sofa, and when he turned around, a firework like the color of morning glow just rose from the sky, which was reflected brightly on Yuan Xing's side face.

Maybe Yuan Xing hadn't realized the solemnity and thickness of the atmosphere at this time, coupled with the psychology of a child, his attention was instantly attracted, and he gave a soft click.

The only window in this house is the one that Yuanxing usually basks in the sun and looks forward to the sun coming out.

It's just that what he didn't know was that the sun had quietly arrived at his home.

That is, within a few seconds, Wang Yuyang thought a lot in his heart, from the first time the two met each other, to later he gradually understood all the misfortunes of this miserable child, and now.

If possible, he hopes that this child will not be so lonely in the future, at least he will have sunshine for the rest of his life.

But after thinking so much, Wang Jianyang realized a very serious problem.

Yuan Xing himself is mentally handicapped. Although he has the ability to take care of himself, his IQ is equivalent to that of a child. He may not understand Wang Qianyang's feelings and mood at this time.Besides, at present, only Wang Yuyang understands Yuan Xing, and Yuan Xing doesn't know Wang Jiyang, doesn't know how old he is, doesn't know what he does, and doesn't know what kind of person he is.

If possible, he wanted Yuan Xing to truly understand himself before accepting this relationship.

In the process, he will definitely let this little fool get the warmth he deserves.

The feelings buried in his chest were ready to come out, and his reason made him pull back the feelings of Ji Xing.

Sighing, Wang Yuyang clenched the glass unwillingly, and called him again: "Yuan Xing."

"Ah, ah?" Yuan Xing realized that he was distracted just now, and hurriedly turned around, embarrassed, "Yes, I'm sorry, Mr. Happy... I forgot that you called me just now."

Seeing his sincere and apprehensive look, Wang Jianyang smiled and said, "It's okay."

Seeing the other party staring at him, Yuan Xing touched his face uncomfortably: "Why, what's the matter? Me, is there something on my face?"

"No." Wang Yuyang put the glass aside, stretched out his hand to pull Yuan Xing's snoring paw off his face, and gently wrapped it in his palm.

Question: "Motoko, do you have any New Year's resolutions?"

Yuan Xing didn't take out his hand either, he thought about it seriously, and asked cautiously, "Can there only be one?"

"One." Wang Jianyang said, "The one I want to achieve the most."

The scroll of fireworks outside the window stopped drawing, everything in the air returned to calm, and the lively noise from downstairs gradually came again.

It took a while for Yuan Xing to speak, his voice was humble and small, and his emotions were full of helplessness and sadness.

"I do not know."

He has too many wishes to fulfill.

He thought better, wanted to go home and take a look, wanted to go to school, wanted to find his mother, and many other wishes, all of which he wanted to come true.

It's not that he is too greedy, but that there are so many unsatisfactory things in his life.

Wang Yuyang could probably guess what Yuan Xing was thinking, but in order not to make him feel so depressed, he still smiled and teased him and asked, "Let me guess, do you want to eat meat every day?"

Yuan Xing was really amused by his words, pursed his lips, and whispered, "No."

Looking at the corners of his upturned lips, Wang Yuyang couldn't help tightening the dog's paw in his palm, and said softly, "Since I don't know, let me make a wish for you, okay?"

Yuan Xing raised his head and looked at Wang Yuyang suspiciously.

Just listen to the other party say: "I hope you can be happy every day and live happily."

Although there are only eight short words, it covers all the good things in the world, including Yuan Xing's few wishes.

Going back to his hometown, finding his mother, and going to the university to have a look will make Yuan Xing happy.

After Wang Yuyang finished speaking, the room became calm again.

Tonight, this small room has been quiet several times, and each time the sound is very different, only this time, the whole room is filled with the sound of Wang Yuyang's heartbeat.

"Oh." Yuan Xing whispered, pulled out his hand, wiped the corner of his eyes, and sucked his nose at the same time.

Wang Jianyang was a little flustered and at a loss, even more at a loss than when he saw Yuan Xing crying in the car at night.

While wiping his eyes, Yuan Xing explained to himself: "I, I don't really like to cry, but, but today, today...that's weird, Mr. Happy, Ming, obviously I've been super super happy all day today. "

The corners of his lips are upturned, with a smile on his face. Although he is talking about being happy, it always makes Wang Jian feel a little sad.

"Why are you crying about happy things?" Wang Yuyang took out a tissue, grabbed Yuan Xing's hand covering his eyes, and wiped his tears patiently.

"I, I just want to cry..." For the first time, Yuan Xing's words also carried a hint of coquettishness.

"Okay, let you cry." Wang Jianyang laughed.

The water in the glass at hand was no longer hot, Wang Yuyang handed the glass to Yuan Xing: "I still need to take medicine after crying."

"Yeah." Yuan Xing responded in a low voice, and took the water glass.

The medicines he bought were placed on the table when he entered the door. Wang Yuyang explained to the medicine taking out the amount to be taken this time, and put them one by one in Yuan Xing's palm, telling him to take it slowly.

Just as Yuan Xing swallowed the last capsule, Wang Yuyang's cell phone rang, and it was Wu Xiaomao calling.

Wu Xiaomao: "Brother and sister-in-law, Happy New Year."

Because there was a silly star beside him, Wang Yuyang was too embarrassed to swear: "Is there something wrong?"

"Come back to work overtime, Boss, there is something wrong with your team, I can't fix it even if I look at it here." Wu Xiaomao was very busy there, "You can't forget about work when you are in love."

Wang Qianyang leaned the phone receiver to his ear again, for fear that Yuan Xing would overhear this sentence, and it's not good to teach children badly.

He took the glass in Yuanxing's hand, touched Yuanxing's forehead, and continued to speak after confirming that it was not hot: "Okay, I'll go back later." Then hung up the phone.

Yuan Xing immediately asked: "You, are you going back?"

"Yes." Wang Yuyang stood up and took his coat from behind the sofa, "I'm going back to work Xiao Yuanxing, you should have a good rest."

Yuan Xing also stood up and followed Wang Yuyang's footsteps: "I, I will see you off."

"No need, Xiao Yuanxing." Wang Yuyang put on his overcoat and opened the door, "It's cold outside, so you don't have to come out, you just took the medicine, now you need to sleep, be good."

"That, that's fine." The little fool's willpower is so unstable.

The draft blew up the hem of Wang Yuyang's coat, as if it had set off a good dream, Yuan Xing yawned, and then said to Wang Yuyang expectantly: "Mr. Happy, goodbye, goodbye."

"Okay." Wang Jianyang narrowed his eyes and smiled, raised his hand and snorted a few times on the little fool's head, rubbing it messily.

"See you tomorrow, little star."

Yuan Xing didn't understand the implication of this sentence. After closing the door, he sat on the sofa for a while, rubbed his head and forehead, and went to sleep with today's overflowing happiness.

And Wang Yuyang directly called a taxi back to the company after going downstairs.

It's past 12 o'clock, but the office buildings are still brightly lit, and the young people are desperately struggling in the capital for a corner of their dreams.

There was indeed a problem in the operation team, but this problem was solved by Wang Jianyang after a few simple operations.

Wu Xiaomao couldn't help but patted him on the shoulder: "You really deserve to be my good employee!"

Wang Jianyang threw a sharp glance at him. If it weren't for Wu Xiaomao's call, he would still be at Xiao Yuanxing's house, maybe he was singing a lullaby to Xiao Yuanxing to lull him to sleep.

"Hey, don't be so fierce." Wu Xiaomao put his hands behind his back, and the old god was pacing on the ground, "Come here and let's chat in the meeting room."

Wu Xiaomao has always been an unserious character, but now the second half of the sentence is so serious, which makes Wang Yuyang a little suspicious.

Wang Jianyang: "I won't go."

Wu Xiaomao turned back and shook the phone: "Just now your little brother called me and asked where you were. I said you were working overtime and had no time to answer the phone. He believed it."

When the fireworks were set off at 12 o'clock, Wang Yuyang's cell phone vibrated crazily, and there were text messages, phone calls, and WeChat messages from Ling Qiuchi.

Wang Yuyang was silent for a while, then got up and followed Wu Xiaomao to the meeting room.

After closing the door, Wu Xiaomao asked him: "Brother, are you okay? I thought you were just talking to that little clerk, who knew you disappeared with that little clerk."

"But I'm not blaming you for not coming back to work." Wu Xiaomao added in time.

Without hesitation, Wang Jianyang said, "He's sick, I'll take him to the hospital."

"In this way, it's fine to go to the hospital when you're sick, and then what?" Wu Xiaomao raised his chin towards his coat, "Is there any porridge in the hospital?"

Looking down, Wang Yuyang's overcoat had a bit of porridge from the night stuck to his chest, presumably Yuan Xing accidentally rubbed it on it while eating.

"Then we went to have dinner, and I sent him back." Wang Yuyang rubbed his forehead, too lazy to listen to Wu Xiaomao's questioning, so he did everything, and even asked, "Is there anything else you want to ask?"

"Yes." Wu Xiaomao nodded.

"You really like that kid?"

The answer to him was silence, and after a long time, Wang Jianyang let out a "huh".

It's not that Wu Xiaomao is nosy, it's just that Wang Yuyang's family situation is complicated, and the two have been friends for many years, and they have always been two single dogs walking around the world. It is inevitable to care about this kind of matter.

"I rely on you, right?" Wu Xiaomao got a little emotional, and stood up from the stool at once, "Let me do the math..."

Then he really pinched his fingers to count the days, muttering in his mouth: "The first time we went to that hot pot restaurant, you arrived a little earlier than me, and you started a heart-pounding adventure. I think about it, back then... …the end of November, and now… 2019! Holy crap you’ve known each other for a year!”

Wang Yuyang looked at him a little speechlessly: "..."

Seeing his appearance, Wu Xiaomao stopped acting, sat down and tapped his fingers on the table: "One month, old Wang, just one month."

Wang Jianyang stared at Luluo on the table in the meeting room, but said nothing.

He also thought it was amazing, he met this child within a month, and his mood changed rapidly, like the fastest and most ups and downs roller coaster he had ever ridden in his life.

"Old Wang, don't worry about it." Wu Xiaomao said, "Although that child is very cute, I also know that you are already 29, oh no, in 2019, you should be 30 years old..."

Hearing this, Wang Jianyang frowned a few times.

Is this talking to him or hurting his age?

"Do you really understand your mind?" Wu Xiaomao asked, "You..."

Wang Jianyang had already thought about this question when he was at Yuan Xing's house just now, and he repeated it several times.

So he interrupted Wu Xiaomao: "I know this."

He has been very clear about his life path since he was a child, and he also knows exactly what he needs.

"And I'm also aware of Yuan Xing's situation." Wang Qianyang added.

"Yuanxing?" Hearing the name of the clerk, Wu Xiaomao was stunned for a moment, always felt as if he had seen it somewhere before, but he couldn't remember it for a while, but he didn't tell Wang Yuyang about this doubt, he just wondered in his heart.

"What do you know about him?" Wu Xiaomao continued to ask.

So Wang Jianyang briefly told him about Yuan Xing's situation, without revealing too much, only explaining Yuan Xing's mental disability.

Then I saw Wu Xiaomao's bitter face, as if he was feeling sorry for his good brother.

"What's your expression?" Wang Qian raised his eyebrows.

"No expression." Wu Xiaomao patted him on the shoulder, "You probably didn't consider what he knows at this mental age. You are gay and have many suitors. It's not your fault that you are handsome and rich, but What about that little fool? Are you sure he likes men too?"

"And." Wu Xiaomao continued: "If you really keep this little fool in your home in the future, will you be a lover or a father?"

Wang Yuyang: "..."

He got up and rubbed his shoulders: "I haven't said a word for a long time. I won't tell you so much. I'm going home."

In view of the fact that Wang Jianyang's work has been completed, Wu Xiaomao did not force him to stay, so he let him go.

The car drove out slowly from the parking lot. Although Wang Yuyang was very speechless to Wu Xiaomao's question just now, he was actually thinking about it in secret.

This question was something he hadn't considered at Yuanxing's house just now.

What he considered was that Yuan Xing might not understand his feelings.What Wu Xiaomao thought about for him was whether Yuan Xing could understand his feelings.

He is born with a good skin and has many suitors, but not everyone who relies on him likes him, maybe Yuan Xing is not.

When the car drove into the road, Wang Yuyang no longer dared to think too much, and concentrated on paying attention to the road conditions.

However, maybe it is possible... At the red light intersection, Wang Yuyang thought of a way, and unconsciously tapped his index finger on the steering wheel a few times.

But then he shook his head again, dismissing the idea.

Let nature take its course, Wang Yuyang thought as he looked at the number of words beating on the red light.

Right now, what he needs to do most is to protect this little fool so that he can live happily.And in order to wait for this person who will accompany him all his life, he has been waiting for 30 years, so there is no need to worry at this moment.

The medicine contains ingredients to help sleep. Yuan Xing went to bed very obediently after Wang Yuyang left last night. On the happiest night, he had a long-lost dream.

In the dream, he was a college student. He took the train home during the winter vacation. After getting off the train, someone picked him up at the exit. This person was Mr. Happy.

Mr. Kaixin held a huge ceramic pot in his hand, and the porridge inside was bubbling and bubbling. There were fish and prawns in it, as well as pills one by one. Mr. Kaixin shouted at him from a distance: "Xiao Yuanxing!" , come to eat, and also to take medicine."

Wearing a khaki coat, Yuan Xing rushed over, raised his face and said to Mr. Kaixin, "Dad, come and pick me up."

This dream is pieced together from the events experienced during the day, but the way it is pieced together is strange, and the most unbelievable thing about Yuan Xing is the last sentence he uttered in the most dream.

Aren't he friends with Mr. Happy?

This sentence made Yuan Xing stunned for a while, staring at the ceiling for a long time without getting up, until there was a knock on the door of "Tuk Tuk Tuk".

"Come on, come on." He jumped off the bed hastily.

After getting dressed and opening the door, he asked, "You, who are you?"

"Hello, we're sending it quickly. The things you bought have arrived. Please open the door to pick them up."

Yuan Xing was puzzled for a moment: "I, I didn't buy anything, did you send it by mistake?"

"Mr. Yuanxing?" The person outside the door asked.

Yuan Xing replied: "Yes."

"That's you, please open the door."

"But, but I didn't buy anything."

Yuan Xing's insistence made the courier who was holding a big box outside want to cry without tears: "Please open the door, I have to go to the next one here, and I will deduct money if it exceeds the time limit."

After repeated persuasion by the delivery man, Yuan Xing finally opened the door, but only opened a small crack, and the door chain was still pulled.

Yuan Xing, who was in the crack of the door, looked out the door vigilantly, and found that the other party was indeed a delivery man in blue clothes, and then said: "You, you can put your things outside the door, don't, don't delay you to deliver other .”

After the other party left, Yuan Xing waited for a while before opening the door and bringing in the box.

There was a list attached to the box, and the name and address on it were indeed Motoko's. Under the trend of doubt, Motoko opened the box.

Inside is a beautiful thermos cup with a green lid and a red cloth protective sleeve on the outside of the bottle. On it is a bumpy little lion with a blown beard and round eyes looking at Yuan Xing.

Before admiring the thermos cup enough, there was another knock on the door: "Hello, Gugu Electric Store, Mr. Yuanxing, your things have arrived."

Yuan Xing once again dubiously opened a crack in the door, and found two or three people standing outside, and there seemed to be several people standing on the stairs going downstairs.

The next Yuan Xing closed the door at once, as quickly as a little rabbit.

He really didn't buy so many things... Yuanxing thought to himself.

Soon, there was a knock on the door for the third time, and a familiar voice at the same time: "Xiao Yuanxing, open the door."

Yuan Xing opened the door at once this time, and looked at Wang Yuyang outside the door happily: "Open, Mr. Happy."

"Good morning, Xiao Yuanxing." Wang Yuyang smiled at him with Yuanxing's padded jacket in his arms.

"Why didn't you open the door just now?" Wang Jianyang asked, "Can I come in?"

Yuan Xing nodded quickly: "Yes."

So Wang Jinyang took the workers into the house and directed them to put all the boxes, large and small, on the ground.

"This is, what is this?" Yuan Xing walked to Wang Yuyang's side and tugged at the corner of his clothes.

Wang Jianyang closed the door for the workers, then turned to Yuan Xing and said, "Your New Year's gift, don't you want to take a look?"

When he was in his hometown in the south, Yuan Xing received a New Year's gift from his mother, usually a new dress or a book.

However, the New Year's gift Mr. Happy prepared for him...

Yuan Xing opened the largest box and found a washing machine inside...

Yuan Xing, who had never received such a hard-core New Year's gift, was stunned and blinked at Wang Yuyang.

When I came to Yuan Xing's house yesterday, Wang Yuyang looked around but did not find the washing machine. He also saw the washing powder under the sink and the winter clothes drying on the hangers. He couldn't help feeling sorry for Yuan Xing's little hands.

In order to protect Yuan Xing's tender hands, Wang Yuyang's first order was the washing machine.

He patted the lid of the washing machine and said, "From now on, I will put the clothes in here for washing, and I don't need to wash them by hand anymore."

"Oh, oh good." Yuanxing nodded, as if he hadn't wandered off from such a hardcore New Year's gift.

"Don't you want to see the other gifts, Xiao Yuanxing?" Wang Qianyang raised his chin towards the other boxes.

Looking at the seven or eight big boxes in front of him, Yuan Xing was a little flustered: "No, no need, Mr. Happy, there are too many."

You must know that he still owes Mr. Kaixin more than 300 yuan for medical expenses, and these gifts are too expensive, and Yuan Xing can't accept them with peace of mind.

He took out the thermos cup with the little lion from the small box he received at the beginning, held it in his arms, and said gratefully: "I, I will accept this, the little lion will be fine."

Wang Yuyang also anticipated this situation, leaning on a large box that had not been opened and sighed: "Xiao Yuanxing, I just want you to have a better time."

"I, I'm very happy." Yuan Xing shook the thermos in his hand, "Yes, I'm very happy to receive the gift."

"But, but, there are too many of these things, I can't ask for them." He continued intermittently, "Because, these are not me, I bought them myself. Mom, my mother told me before that I can't take others too, too much." There are many things, otherwise, in the future, it will be unclear in the future."

Wang Jianyang listened quietly to him after finishing this sentence, and he could hear the burden in his heart. Although he understood, he still wanted to send out his kindness.

He took out the threat to Yuan Xing again, but this time he had little hope: "If you don't accept it, I won't come in the future."

Yuan Xing really hesitated for a moment!

Wang Yuyang felt that he seemed to have found Yuan Xing's weakness, and he was on time with a poke, only to hear Yuan Xing say: "Then I, then I will accept that washing machine, and the rest, I, I can't take it."

Then he walked over, put the vacuum flask on the lid of the washing machine, put his hands behind his back, and looked at Wang Yuyang a little embarrassedly: "Thank you, thank you, Mr. Happy, I wish you, Xin, a happy new year."

Wang Yuyang secretly covered his heart, as if he couldn't bear such a cute blow.

He didn't ask for leave in the morning, and he had to rush back after giving Yuanxing a gift, and it was almost time for him to go to work.

"Xiao Yuanxing, you wait at home, someone will take these boxes back later, you remember to open the door for them, and then remember to take medicine." Before leaving, Wang Yuyang instructed.

"Hot water can be put into the cup of this little lion, so that it will be hot to drink all day long, and the cup will not be hot. When taking medicine, pour hot water into the green cup lid. Remember to blow it again Drink, don't get hot."

In the end, Wang Yuyang put Yuan Xing's coat on the sofa: "Your clothes and mobile phone are in your pocket, and everything else is gone. Take good care of yourself, little Yuan Xing."

Yuan Xing hurriedly nodded, and responded humbly, watching Wang Jianyang go down the stairs, and got a pat on the head.

After closing the door, Motoko stood behind the door for a while, looking at the big and small boxes stuffed in the house, his heart seemed to be full.

Yuan Xing was not in a hurry to touch his new gift, he went to get his mobile phone first.

At the end of the month and the beginning of the month, he was very afraid of sending text messages or calling at home again.

The mobile phone was in the left pocket at the time, but Yuanxing took out a box of candy in the left pocket, and he turned to the right pocket and took out another box of chocolates, and even a few bags of biscuits hidden in the hat, and finally in the I found my small cell phone in the inside pocket.

At the same time, there was a small note——

Before he had time to read the content on the small note, the mobile phone rang, and a call came in.