Ding, your little fool is online

Yuan Xing still didn't react, turned around, and said stupidly: "Yes, Mr. Happy?"

"No." Wang Jiyang shook his head, regardless of the rippling water in the glass, he took a step towards Yuan Xing.

Looking at Wang Yuyang who looked like a torch, Yuan Xing nervously gripped the piece of paper with Wang Yuyang's name on it, and the corners were crumpled.

Myself, did I just say something?

In Wang Jinyang's memory, he never told Yuan Xing what his real name was, firstly it was too uncommon, and secondly it was too difficult to remember.

At the very beginning, at the Municipal Disabled Persons' Federation, after Wang Yuyang sent Ling Qiuchi away, Yuan Xing held a small mobile phone and asked him what his name was. Wang Yuyang remembered it clearly. At that time, he had a sentence that was "My surname is Wang, and the last two words It’s too uncommon and I won’t tell you.” At that time, Yuan Xing’s note to himself was “Mr. Happy”, but Wang Jianyang changed it to “Mr. Wang Kaixin” and then deleted his surname, keeping Yuan Xing’s original note to himself.Since then, Yuan Xing has been calling himself that, and he seems to have eaten a candy given by Yuan Xing that day, and he still keeps the golden candy wrapper.

After thinking about it for a while, Wang Jianyang became more certain of this fact.

He never told Yuan Xing.

"No." Wang Jianyang repeated again, "That's not what you shouted just now."

After he mentioned it, Yuan Xing finally came to his senses, blinked his eyes quickly a few times, pursed his mouth, and then nodded slowly.

By default, he knew Wang Jianyang's name.

Wang Jianyang was overjoyed immediately, and sat down next to Yuan Xing, and even squeezed him towards the sofa, shaking off the book on his lap.

Just as Yuan Xing wanted to bend down to pick up the book, Wang Yuyang grabbed his wrist and lifted it up, facing Wang Yuyang's burning eyes.

Seeming a little embarrassed, Yuan Xing turned his head to avoid Wang Qianyang's gaze, and seemed to be muttering something in his mouth.

Wang Jianyang slightly loosened the strength in his hands, so as not to make Yuan Xing uncomfortable, and did not force him to look at him, but asked softly, "How does Xiao Yuan Xing know my name?" At the same time, he picked up "The Little Prince" and put it on Yuan Xing knee, shaking his wrist.

The five fingers clasped on his wrist were astonishingly hot, and the gaze projected from him was also scorching hot.

Yuan Xing was suddenly a little embarrassed, and his cheeks were slightly flushed. He mustered up the courage to meet Wang Yuyang's gaze, and whispered, "During the day, during the day, when I was in the library."

During the day when I was applying for a library card for Yuan Xing in the library, Wang Yuyang swiped his card to sign, but Yuan Xing remembered it unexpectedly.

Wang Jianyang asked in surprise, "You remembered it after reading it once?"

We must know that when he was learning to write his own name when he was a child, he wrote it crying, resenting his father and mother for giving him such a complicated and difficult name, unexpectedly, Yuan Xing knew it after reading it.

Yuan Xing slowly took out the crumpled piece of paper, put it under the dictionary, handed it over together and whispered: "No, yes, it's this, I looked it up in the dictionary."

Wang Yuyang took the piece of paper, and suddenly smiled. Although the two characters are crooked and unstructured, they have a different kind of cuteness, especially the radicals of the character "Yang". He drew a circle with a horizontal line inside, round and fat like a little sun.

He rubbed the word repeatedly on the paper with his thumb.

In the past few days, he has been thinking about sending Yuanxing to do rehabilitation. Judging from Yuanxing's love of reading and taking the initiative to look up his name in the dictionary, the current Yuanxing can accept new things and is willing to take the initiative.

It might be a good sign for Yuan Xing to take the initiative to do some rehabilitation exercises.

He didn't know how to speak, he wanted to speak from "will", but after having that dream in the library in the afternoon, he was actually very impatient to see Yuan Xing grow up.

But there is always no rush.

When he was sad, Yuan Xing suddenly said: "Yes, Mr. Happy, yes, it is a warm sun, very, very good, I, I like warm, sunny, not cold at all."

Wang Jianyang didn't quite understand what Yuan Xing said at first, but then realized that Yuan Xing had read the meaning of the words in the dictionary.

Let go of Yuan Xing's wrist, and hold his little hand instead, Wang Jianyang raised his eyebrows, rubbed the top of Yuan Xing's head with his other hand, looked straight into his eyes, and said slowly:

"There is no sun in winter, no yin in summer, no cold wind in spring, and no bitter rain in autumn."

Yuan Xing blinked, expressing his confusion.

But he could tell that the name behind the first sentence was Mr. Happy.

"It means that there is no overly warm sunshine in winter, no cold weather in summer, no cold wind in spring, and no continuous rain in autumn. Everything is just right."

"Everything is just right" is not only the interpretation of this sentence, but also Wang Qianyang's blessing to Yuan Xing.

I hope that in his future life, he will not seek great wealth and wealth, but only hope that everything will be safe and smooth.

But Yuan Xing didn't think so, he blinked and said: "But, but I want, I want to have warm sunshine in winter, just like, like Mr. Happy, it must be, it must be winter. Yang, it will do."

After all, if "winter is innocent", he may not be able to survive that winter, and he may not be able to see the surprise flowers in spring.

His life would not have been so smooth if there had been no "淡杨".

Yuan Xing opened his eyes wide, as if he was anxious to express what he was thinking, his own emotion: "Winter, winter must be there, there must be '怪早', spring, summer, autumn and winter, all, must be there."

I don't know whether it's the "淡旭" or this "淘昌" in the words.

But Wang Yuyang himself is quite satisfied, "There is Guiyang in winter, Guiyang in summer, Guiyang in spring, and Guiyang in autumn." It sounds pretty good.

"It's okay, little Yuanxing, I don't hurt you for nothing." Wang Yuyang said while rubbing the top of Yuanxing's head, messing his smooth black hair before he stopped.

Yuan Xing narrowed his eyes slightly, showing dimples at the corners of his lips, enjoying the treatment of patting his head.

Mr. Happy can always be by Xiao Xingxing's side, and Little Xingxing can always be by Happy's side, not only just right.

Yesterday, I was going to buy furniture, but the plan was cut off by the library halfway, so I didn’t make it, and Yuan Xing had to go to work for the next few days, so Wang Yuyang had to order a bed, a desk and a wardrobe online. Come and assemble.

He commutes to and from get off work normally, but Yuan Xing commutes late, which is completely different from his own.But the schedule is that at night, he still waits at the company until Yuanxing gets off work to go home together, but he needs to drive home again at noon every day to pick up Yuanxing to go to work. After breakfast, go back to sleep or read a book after eating, and after lunch at noon, Wang Yuyang sent himself downstairs in the shopping district.

And Wang Yuyang has been quite busy at work recently, and since he can't take a lunch break at noon, he always yawns in the afternoon.

"Tsk tsk, Director Wang, you can't do this." Zhao Mianfu, who came to discuss business, looked at Wang Yuyang who had just yawned, and sneered.

Wang Yuyang sat aside, ignored him, and silently stepped on his leather shoe under the table.

Years ago, Zhao Mianfu said that he would cooperate with Shengxing around charity, and he came here in early March, but this time it was Wu Xiaomao who came to discuss cooperation with Zhao Mianfu, and Wang Jianyang occasionally interjected a word or two .

Zhao Mianfu was still the same as last time, with a transparent bag behind him, filled with captured dolls.

It can be seen that he likes dolls very much, Wu Xiaomao even borrowed flowers from some company to present Buddha to Zhao Mianfu, who was also very rare.

Wang Yuyang quietly listened to the conversation between the two of them.

From the conversation, I learned that Zhao Mianfu has donated a lot recently, in addition to the blind and disabled children in Fengguang, there are others, such as left-behind children and parents of martyrs.

However, today’s business talk still revolves around children with disabilities. He wants to establish a foundation similar to Fengguang, but different from Fengguang.The Fengguang Foundation only has a small courtyard, and only one director who lives nearby occasionally cleans it up. Usually, it is usually empty if there is no reception.

What Zhao Mianfu wants to establish is an organization that combines a foundation and a rehabilitation center. Disabled children can receive treatment directly in the rehabilitation center, or even live in the rehabilitation center.

"It's a bit like an orphanage." Zhao Mianfu said, "But it's not the same."

"It seems a bit novel." Wu Xiaomao echoed.

Wang Jianyang nodded on the table with his fingers: "What's the difference? Those disabled children also have parents and family members, and they can live in the rehabilitation center for a long time. Unless the parents and family members are willing, they will only be orphans, and there are special rules for orphans. The rescue center is not your turn either."

"It seems to make sense." Wu Xiaomao echoed.

Wang Yuyang glanced at him angrily: "If you don't need your brain, you can donate it to those who need it."

"Yuanfang, what do you think?" Zhao Mianfu turned around and asked with a smile.

So his expensive leather shoes were stepped on by Wang Jianyang again.

Wang Jianyang sat upright and said, "You can completely separate the foundation and the rehabilitation center."

Zhao Mianfu asked, "Is there any difference from Fengguang?"

Wang Yuyang: "Fengguang's operating model is that the donations received by the foundation are distributed to each child reasonably, and they are sent to the rehabilitation center for treatment. You just put your own name on the rehabilitation center, there is no big difference."

Zhao Mianfu curled her lips: "Then it won't be worthwhile for me to divide the two families."

Squeezing between his eyebrows, Wang Yuyang said helplessly: "But after all, you mainly want to spread the reputation of doing public welfare and charity. Now that you put a public welfare organization and a profitable hospital under the same name, it will inevitably make people think too much." .Although as a businessman, it is only natural for you to make money, but at any rate..."

Halfway through the last sentence, Wang Yuyang didn't continue, but Zhao Mianfu seemed to understand the truth from his words.

"Then follow Director Wang's instructions. One of these two will be put under my name, and I will find a way to find the other." Zhao Mianfu said, "But I won't make money from this."

Wang Yuyang looked at Zhao Mian's patted chest to assure him, thoughtfully.

Although Zhao Mian Fujing has a unique vision and is good at investing, and has many companies under his name, but Wang Yuyang feels that his brain always seems to be not working. It can be seen from the fact that he always grabs dolls, otherwise it would not be so simple. I don't understand the stakes.

But when he said those words, Wang Jianyang was full of Yuan Xing, his mind was full of Yuan Xing in that dream.

He even hoped that the company could reach a cooperation with Zhao Mianfu as soon as possible, and the progress of the projects of the foundation and the rehabilitation center would be carried out as soon as possible, so that Yuan Xing might have hope again.

Over there, Yuan Xing was pouring drinks for people at the hot pot restaurant.

Today is March [-]th.

At the end of February, Yuan Hongming didn't call him.He has been troubled by the rent for a few days, so he forgot about it. At the beginning of March, because Wang Yuyang fought with the landlord, the incident of going to the police station from time to time occupied his heart. In addition, after living together, life is better than before. Too much, naturally I didn't think of it.

Now, he received a call from Yuan Hongming at work.

Yuan Xing was still a little nervous when talking about ordering, but he was not as scared as before, because Mr. Happy told him before that he could not answer the calls he didn't want to answer, and the calls he was unhappy with.

Thinking of this, Yuan Xing hung up the call.

Yuan Hongming persevered and called again, Yuan Xing hung up again, this happened several times, under the frequent glances of customers, Yuan Xing put down the Miao crisp corner bag in his hand, went to a remote place to answer the phone.

"Hey."

The voice was still a little trembling.

The last time the two talked on the phone was at the end of January. Yuan Hongming continued to ask for money under the guise of letting Yuan Xing go home to see his grandma and help Yuan Xing buy train tickets.

Yuan Hongming's voice was very gentle that time, probably because Yuan Xing knew the news of grandma's death, and he could no longer ask for money confidently, so he had to play the family card in a different way.

It's the same this time, the voice is still gentle, and it's still playing the emotional card with grandma.

"Hey Xing Xing." Yuan Hongming's side was surprisingly quiet this time, "Your grandma has been here for almost half a year. As the only grandson in the family, you have to burn some paper, but you can't come back. How about it, You remit some of the money you earn to Dad, and I will use your money to buy some paper money tributes or something, and it is right that you give it to your grandma tonight."

Money, money, money is always inseparable from this word.

Yuan Xing originally planned to refuse, but after thinking about Yuan Hongming's words, it really makes sense, he should see grandma, no matter what method he uses.

So he asked: "You, you want, how much do you want?"

Yuan Hongming was overjoyed immediately. Hearing Yuan Xing's voice was still weak, he thought Yuan Xing was still the soft guy before, and immediately opened his mouth: "Buy some good ones, 1000 should be enough, you'd better send the money over here."

Although Yuan Xing lives in Wang Yuyang's house now, he has less expenses and can save a lot of salary, but he doesn't plan to eat and live for free. A child who has to give him half of the reward because the other party helped him pack the gift for half a day, how can he? Be a millet bug with peace of mind.

So Yuan Xing would not agree to give him 1000 yuan, and now Yuan Xing is no longer what he was before.

He said: "I, I don't have that much money, even if I have it, I can't give it to you. You, you are a bad liar."

Then decisively hung up the phone.

When he got home in the evening, Yuan Xing told Wang Yuyang in detail about the conversation between him and Yuan Hongming.

At first, when he heard that Yuan Hongming called Yuan Xing again, Wang Yuyang still frowned, but as he went to the back, the brows stretched more and more, and then he smiled.

He stroked Yuan Xing's head and said happily, "My little Yuan Xing is awesome."

Only one month has passed since Wang Qianyang told Yuan Xing what he said.

A month ago, Yuan Xing was still timid, and Yuan Hongming could tell him to cry with a few words. A month later, he was able to reject Yuan Hongming. Although he was still a little scared, compared with before, he had improved. A lot.

There have been huge changes, both mentally and behaviorally.

His little Xingxing is not a silly child. Even though he is mentally retarded, his ability to understand and learn is still excellent. Little Xingxing just lacks someone who can guide him in life.

Fortunately, it wasn't too late for him to come.

Yuan Xing lowered his head, accepting the reward of touching his head, and then he suddenly remembered something.

In addition to the unhappy phone call that Wang Jianyang told him, he also made a promise that if he can save 500 yuan at the end of the month, he will give himself a wish.

So under Wang Yuyang's suspicious eyes, Yuan Xing said softly, "Yes, Mr. Happy, I have saved enough 500 yuan."

"Yeah, Xiao Yuanxing can just buy candy and eat it by himself." Wang Yuyang didn't think about it yet, and continued to rub Yuanxing's head.

"Then..." Yuan Xing raised his head, put his soft cheek in Wang Yuyang's wide palm, and rubbed it together, "I can, can I have one, wish?"

Thinking of the promise he made before, Wang Qianyang nodded immediately, and rubbed his thumb on the mole of his tear: "Yes, no matter what wish Xiao Yuanxing has, I can fulfill it."

The wish Motoko made before seemed to be...a kiss.

Yuan Xing blinked his eyes and pursed his lips: "Yes, Mr. Happy, can you... kiss me again?"

In just one sentence, he stammered more than any previous sentence.

Wang Yuyang was taken aback for a moment, but did not respond for a while.

Xiao Yuanxing, this is, what wish?

He had kissed Yuanxing, but only three times, once on the top of his hair, once on the forehead, and once on the forehead through the hat.

Kiss has many meanings, in Yuan Xing's cognition, kiss is the most innocent and pure meaning.

Seeing that Wang Jianyang was silent, Yuan Xing asked again in a low voice: "No, can't it?"

Wang Yiyang recovered, nodded, and rolled his throat: "Yes, yes, but where do you want to kiss?"

Yuan Xing thought for a while, and slowly pointed to his face.

A wish is a kiss, a kiss on the cheek.

Kiss has many meanings, and this meaning is also based on the different positions of the kiss. In fact, there is a little bit more than the most innocent and pure meaning on the cheek.

Now Yuan Xing still can't understand such a kiss on the cheek, and Wang Yuyang shouldn't let him bear such incomprehensible emotions so early.

Therefore, Wang Qianyang shook his head: "The cheeks are not good, but the forehead is fine."

The light in Yuan Xing's eyes dimmed for an instant, and he said, "Well, well...then this wish is on the forehead."

Then he raised his head again and asked Wang Jianyang to kiss his forehead lightly.

But even after getting a kiss, Yuan Xing was still a little disappointed, Wang Jianyang saw him bowing his head, and thought for a while.

Just listen, a soft sound resounded in the air.

Then, the index finger and middle finger with Mr. Happy's kiss were attached to Little Xing Xing's face.

Little Xingxing's eyes suddenly widened, and he blinked a few times with his eyelashes, his pupils were sparkling, really pretty.

At the same time, Wang Yuyang said: "Xiao Yuanxing, I will give you another wish, do you want it?"

Then, without waiting for Yuanxing to answer whether he wanted it or not, he continued: "Now there is a chance for you to turn back to 18 years old, do you want it?"

The author has something to say: There is no yang in winter, no yin in summer, no cold wind in spring, and no bitter rain in autumn.

From "Zuo Zhuan", it is also the origin of Lao Wang's name~