Ding, your little fool is online

Wang Jianyang really didn't know.

He has never been back since the first day of the new year, neither Ling Qiuchi nor Wang Jinan has contacted him at home, and Wang Yuyang is also happy to be at leisure, only occasionally instructing the nanny at home.

It can be said that it feels like I haven't contacted for a long time. In fact, looking at the days, it is only a month and a half.Now I got the news from the family again, it was from Yuan Xing, and it was because Ling Qiuchi was also in the same rehabilitation center.

Although there is no blood relationship, Ling Qiuchi has been his younger brother for seven or eight years. Wang Yuyang can pat his chest and say, what Ling Qiuchi was like when he just got into a car accident, and what he is still like now, arrogant and domineering, a little If you don't like it, you will make a big fuss, and occasionally follow along with a good voice, and you may be restrained.

Maybe he is such a character himself, maybe it's the loss of his legs that made him like this.

But in the past seven or eight years, it is true that there has been no progress.

Seven or eight seconds passed at the red light.

Wang Yuyang thought for a while, and recalled that Yuan Xing and Ling Qiuchi did not participate in the last meeting. That time, Yuan Xing helped Ling Qiuchi drive away the classmates who bullied him, and Ling Qiuchi gave away the chicken popcorn that he secretly bought. Yuan Xing.Afterwards, I seem to have called Ling Qiuchi, telling him not to secretly buy chicken popcorn, and to call me if there is something to do, after all, I am still my brother in name.

Wang Jianyang sighed in his heart, not knowing how to answer.

"Mr. Happy?" Yuan Xing waved his hand in front of his eyes, "The red light, the red light has passed, it's time to go."

Only then did Wang Yuyang react, and found that there were only a few seconds left for the green light, so he stepped on the accelerator and went home smoothly all the way.

After dinner, Yuan Xing went to take a nap. The psychiatrist asked him a lot of things in the morning, but he was still a little tired. He fell asleep shortly after touching the pillow.

The rain had stopped quite a bit. After washing the dishes, Wang Yuyang opened the balcony window and smoked a cigarette facing the window, watching the blue-gray smoke float into the air after the rain, and slowly disappear with the few remaining raindrops.

With the unburned smoke between his fingers, and the blue mist still lingering in front of his eyes, Wang Yuyang dialed Wang Jinan's landline, and the three of them should be eating at this moment.

But the call was connected by the nanny at home, and the other party told him respectfully that the young master was taken out for dinner, if you are not in a hurry, you can wait for them to come back and convey it yourself, if you are in a hurry, you can call Mr. Wang.

"No, thank you, Aunt Chen." Wang Jianyang hung up the phone and crushed out the cigarette butt.

A call to Wang Jinan would inevitably lead to annoyance, and a call to Ling Qiuchi would definitely result in another round of complaints, and there might be some weird requests.

In terms of emotion and reason, on the "reasonable" side, even if he doesn't make a phone call, no one will condemn him. After all, he has no obligation. It should be Wang Jinan who should really care about Ling Qiuchi.

But in terms of "love", perhaps it is the heart of compassion that is at work. Thinking that Ling Qiuchi did nothing wrong and got into a wheelchair at a young age, Wang Yuyang always felt a little unreasonable. Although he has been accommodating and satisfying for so many years, he has done his best. .

Even so, Ling Qiuchi's thoughts were too obvious.Even a nervous person like Wu Xiaomao once told him that your family owes my little brother his two legs, but that's what your father owes, so don't pay yourself for it.

But having said so much, I still can't escape the other one, even so.

It seems to be always so tangled.

He has been struggling with it for seven or eight years, and he still hasn't sorted out this mess.

On weekdays, there was no one in the community at noon, and it was quiet in the afternoon. Yuan Xing turned over in the study, maybe he had dreamed of something, and the movement was not small.

Holding the ashtray in his hand, Wang Yuyang glanced at the half-open door of the study, and trembled his eyelashes slightly.

March 24th was a sunny day, the air was fresh after the rain, and the sun was shining through.

Wang Yuyang parked the car on the street in front of the rehabilitation center, watched Yuan Xing loosen his seat belt, and when he was about to get out of the car with his schoolbag and water bottle, he stopped him.

"Yuan Xing."

Yuan Xing had already stepped out of the car with one leg, turned around and asked him, "Why, what's the matter, Mr. Happy?"

Wang Qianyang looked at him hesitantly, but he didn't say what he wanted to tell him. He just patted his head and said softly, "It's okay, I'll pick you up at noon."

Yuan Xing didn't see anything, nodded and said yes softly.

As usual, Yuan Xing went to find Fang Qiuyue first, and showed her the unchanged "Mr. Happy Birthday Surprise Plan Card". Fang Qiuyue didn't say anything, only told him that he couldn't follow the original plot of the movie, and then hurried to The fifth floor rushed away.

Before leaving, tell Yuan Xing to remember to go to 4-09 to see a psychologist.

In fact, Yuan Xing has no serious psychological problems. Except for those sufferings, he has always lived contentedly. Now his Mr. Happy has pulled him out of the quagmire of suffering. Even the psychiatrist sighed after learning of his experience. The kid hadn't been taught bad by life.

Although there is no serious problem, Yuan Xing must also accept some professional guidance, which is actually just chatting, which is the same nature as Fang Qiuyue, but because Fang Qiuyue is in the yard, she cannot always revolve around Yuan Xing alone.

The psychiatrist is a young lady who is not a few years older than Yuan Xing. She has a kind face and a soft voice. Her name is Chen Xing, and Yuan Xing calls her Miss Chen.

Yesterday, Chen Xing mainly asked him about his past experience. Out of professionalism, she didn't ask too many questions. She only asked some questions that were enough for her to understand Yuan Xing's past, and she didn't go into details, but she guided Yuan Xing to say most of them. Yes, it took more than two hours of stuttering to finish.

Yesterday we talked about the past, today we are talking about the present.Because the life with Mr. Happy is better now, and the two of them have not lived together for a long time, so the chat is over soon.

Yuan Xing also sat up from the recliner, dangling his two legs and looked at Chen Xing who was filling in something. After a while, he asked, "Sister Chen, brother, brother, is he with you too?"

Chen Xing raised her head and asked doubtfully, "Who is the younger brother? Is it your younger brother?"

Yuan Xing thought about it again: "Yes, it's Xiaoqiu."

"Ah." Chen Xing suddenly realized, "Ling Qiuchi, what's wrong Yuan Xing? Why did you ask about Xiao Qiu?"

Yuan Xing picked the leather of the reclining chair under him with his fingers, and said softly: "No, no, I just want to ask."

Help, help Mr. Kaixin also ask.

Speaking of Ling Qiuchi, Chen Xing also sighed: "He's also a poor kid. Something happened when he was about to take the college entrance examination, and he couldn't go to school."

Back in December last year, Ling Han had been trying to get Ling Qiuchi to wear a prosthetic limb. After several months of persuasion, Ling Qiuchi was either silent or fighting, and the matter never progressed.Until one day, when Ling Qiuchi came back from school, his school uniform was crooked, his tie was lost, and he hadn’t eaten any food. He stayed in his room for a long time, and agreed to wear a prosthesis when he came out.

He thought it would be a change, but within a day, he was so angry that he dropped his prosthetic limb. The stump was worn out and bled, and his face turned pale from the pain. He didn't want to go to the hospital or school, and stayed at home every day.It was Wang Jinan who saw him staying at home every day so angry that he was forced to send him to the rehabilitation center, and this happened now.

Chen Xing sighed again: "It's hard to say, this kid, I can only give him psychological counseling to help him. The specifics depend on him. The important thing is that he has to come out on his own. It's hard to say."

Yuan Xing didn't know if he understood, he was taken aback for a while, and nodded.

After the psychological counseling in the morning, Yuan Xing went down to get some medicine under Chen Xing's arrangement, packed the book bulgingly, sat on the bench on the first floor, looked at his own shadow on the ground, and waited for Wang Yuyang to pick him up.

The two "hard to say" and that sigh in Chen Xing's words just now lingered in his heart, like a kitten's paw scratching him from time to time.

He didn't meet Ling Qiuchi very many times, and the sum total was only three times. Of course, he didn't know much about him, but maybe for some reason, he felt that Ling Qiuchi looked very friendly, so he also followed Wang Yuyang to see Ling Qiuchi. He is a younger brother.

Yuan Xing looked at the shadow and pursed his lips.He thought that the last time he met Ling Qiuchi near the fried chicken shop, Ling Qiuchi was bullied by some classmates.

If, if it is the younger brother, then he is the elder brother, and the elder brother wants to protect the younger brother.

Yuan Xing raised his head, twisted his stiff neck, looked at the road map of the rehabilitation center, and secretly made a decision in his heart.

After a while, Wang Yuyang picked him up by car, and the two talked again in the car, went home for dinner, and went to work in the afternoon.

Because of Ling Qiuchi's incident, Yuan Xing didn't seem to think of Mr. Happy's birthday, and he forgot about the cardboard.

The next day, after Yuan Xing met Fang Qiuyue and Chen Xing, it was already past twelve o'clock.

Today Yuan Xing told Chen Xing about his expectations for the future, and specifically mentioned that he wanted to open a hospital like Grandma Fang to help children, and after meeting Chen Xing, he wanted to be a psychiatrist like Xiao Chen Come chat with the little ones and help them be happier.

Chen Xing was a little surprised, but still expressed her approval: "Then I will wait for Yuan Xing to open a hospital, and then I will work for you and take care of the children for you."

"Hey." Yuan Xing scratched his head in embarrassment.

"Then Yuan Xing should go home quickly, I'm going to eat." Chen Xing said and walked out the door, "Is there someone at home to pick me up?"

"Yes, yes." Yuan Xing went out with Chen Xing with his bag on his back, and then he asked, "Well, Miss Chen, Xiao, Xiao Qiu, are you still here? It feels like I haven't watched it for several days." It's his time."

Chen Xing glanced at the phone and said: "Xiaoqiu only comes to my place two days a week. He came the day before yesterday. Today he should come at two o'clock in the afternoon, but this kid is very punctual. Every time I come to find Dean Fang in advance, and then come to me, why do you need to find him?"

"No." Yuan Xing shook his head hastily.

Just after parting with Chen Xing, Yuan Xing received a call from Wang Yuyang, who told him that he was stuck in traffic and might arrive later. If Yuan Xing wanted to, he could take the subway and get off at a certain station, and he would wait at the station over there. with him.

Yuan Xing, who was preoccupied with things in his heart, thought about it and decided to wait here for Wang Yuyang. By the way, maybe he could wait for Ling Qiuchi who came earlier.

Thinking of this, Yuan Xing stood up and walked towards Fang Qiuyue's office.

Fang Qiuyue had already had dinner and was meeting other children in the office, so she was a little surprised to see Yuan Xing coming.

Carrying his schoolbag, Yuan Xing stood obediently at the door and waited until the children were taken away by the nurse before walking in.

"Why didn't Yuan Xing go back?" Fang Qiuyue asked, "Is there anything wrong?"

Yuan Xing said, "I, I'm here to wait for Brother Xiaoqiu."

Fang Qiuyue looked at the time: "We have to wait a while, aren't you going home?"

"Yes, Mr. Happy said he would be here a little later." Yuan Xing took off his schoolbag and hugged it to his chest, and sat on the bench obediently, "Sister Xiao Chen said that Xiao Qiu will come in the afternoon, so, so I want to wait Look, just in case, wait until Xiaoqiu."

Fang Qiuyue bent her eyes slightly as she watched him speak intermittently.

It can be seen from last time that Yuan Xing and Ling Qiuchi knew each other, but Fang Qiuyue didn't know exactly how they met each other.

So she asked, "Why did Yuan Xing wait for Xiao Qiu?"

Yuan Xing thought for a while, and said without stuttering: "I just want to talk to my brother."

Fang Qiuyue pushed her glasses, as if she didn't believe it: "Really, Yuan Xing? Don't lie to grandma, okay?"

Yuan Xing's art of telling lies without stuttering was finally seen through by the first wise man.

The spring light hits the table, softly drawing a line to distinguish between light and dark. In the bright place, there are mottled shadows of trees outside the window, swaying left and right when the wind blows.

The hair on Yuan Xing's forehead was blown up by the wind. Facing Fang Qiuyue who had seen through his lies, he had no choice but to tell the truth: "I, I just want to ask my brother if his legs hurt. Still in school, bullying, bullying him. If possible, I, I want to..."

Fang Qiuyue leaned closer and asked, "Yuanxing, what are you talking about? The voice is a little louder. Grandma's ears are not good when she is old."

A gust of wind came out of nowhere, and the shadow of the tree on the table swayed violently, and Yuan Xing's heartbeat also accelerated a lot with the wind.

In the chat with Chen Xing just now, Yuan Xing told her a lot about his idea of ​​opening a hospital, including going to a place where spring flowers bloom, wanting to see the sea when going out, and wanting every child to be able to eat candy.I have to take care of them from the time I opened the hospital until I am old, when the children call from Brother Yuan to Grandpa Yuan.

Of course, these are Yuan Xing's ideas, and his dream has not yet been written off.

But after listening to Chen Xing's account of Ling Qiuchi's recent situation, he seemed to feel that this horoscope seemed to be able to write the first stroke.

"That's right, that's right..." Yuan Xing looked at Fang Qiuyue amidst the beating of his heart and said, "I want to open a hospital, but I'm not a psychiatrist like Sister Chen, and I haven't yet. hospital's."

"Sister Xiao Chen told me that her first patient was her mother. At that time, Sister Chen didn't have a hospital either."

"I, I just thought... My brother is actually very good. He gave me fried chicken, so I thought, can I treat Brother Xiaoqiu as my first child, come, chat, chat and say Talk and make him happy too."

The wind stopped, and the swaying tree shadow also stopped, standing still on the table.

Yuan Xing's heart beat faster.

The next second, a familiar voice came from outside the door: "What do you want to say to me?"

The author has something to say: The role of Xiaoqiu is actually a relatively controversial character. I believe that since his first appearance, many cuties dislike him very much. Because of Xiaoqiu's role, many readers leave comments Abandoned text. (I'm still very glass-hearted QAQ)

I was not rigorous when I was designing characters, but this character was born in my pen. When I received negative comments at that time, I also timidly cut out part of Xiao Qiu’s plot, and this person also disappeared 50 There are many chapters, and it was not pulled out until these chapters. Someone asked me if I was going to whitewash the trash brother.

In fact, I don’t want to write a character in an anticlimactic manner. I think every character in the text has its own meaning, whether it is to promote the development of the plot or the growth and transformation of the characters, it must have its own meaning. .

So Xiaoqiu, who everyone didn't like very much before, may have to stay for a while longer. He is also a very important figure in Yuanyuan's growth.

Xiaoshaji's article is not a hot topic, it's not sweet, and it's even a bit cruel, so I'm still very surprised to have the current data, so Gu Gu is self-willed and writes everything I want Write it out!

Thank you for seeing the cuties here all the time~ Kiss you hard!