I seem to have a crush on the little follower

"Arrest...?" Tang Le was taken aback when he heard the sound, and as soon as he loosened his grip, he was staggered by his mother's arm.

The policewoman came up and looked at Tang Yan. She opened the notepad under her arm, and her eyes flicked back and forth between the notepad and Tang Yan for dozens of seconds.

To be honest, if the woman in front of her was not described exactly like the old lady, she couldn't believe that a missing person who had just been filed for the record ran into the person the family was looking for just as she was leaving the gate.

Tang Yan gradually stopped moving when she heard the sound, and she looked at the policewoman in confusion.

The female policeman squatted down and looked at Tang Yan: "You are Tang Yan, right? You are 36 years old this year?"

Tang Yan nodded slowly.

"Are you Aunt Tang's daughter-in-law?" The policewoman pointed to her grandma who was standing coldly, and asked.

Tang Bin is Tang Le's father's name, and grandma has been in the mountains since she was a child, but she just married from one mountain to another, and no one cares about the name since she was a child. When she married Tang's family, she followed Tang. family name.

"Yes." Tang Yan replied obediently.

"Okay," the policewoman stood up upon seeing this, clapped her hands, and said seriously, "Come in with us, some investigations require your cooperation."

Tang Yan stood up slowly. She seemed to have thought of something, and eagerly grabbed the policewoman's wrist, and said excitedly, "Okay, okay! I'll go with you, and you can ask me to cooperate with you!"

The female policeman took a step back in shock, then coughed: "Okay, don't get excited."

"mom!"

Seeing this, Tang Le became anxious and shouted.

Before Tang Yan could speak, grandma walked over and stuffed the keys into his hands. She didn't bother to worry about what happened at noon, so she frowned and said, "Hurry back, it's not your turn."

"It's not my turn! What are you going to do to my mother!" Tang Le didn't care, and rushed forward to grab Tang Yan.

"Da Le, be obedient! Go back!" Tang Yan said sharply.

Tang Le stood there, frowning at her.

Tang Yan understood, gestured "ok" to him without any trace, and followed the female policeman into the Public Security Bureau with big strides.

*****

The air at night was not bad. Tang Le leaned against the wall on the third floor of the rental building, quietly watching the twinkling stars in the sky, but his frowning seemed to be preoccupied.

Grandma hasn't come back since entering the police station with her mother in the afternoon. It's almost twelve o'clock now, and there is still no news at all.

After Tang Le finished his homework in a hurry, he habitually stood at the door and recited words, firstly to complete Zhou Fan's assessment, and secondly, to wait for grandma to come back and ask how her mother was doing now.

But until Zhou Fan came back with the cart, grandma never showed up.

Zhou Fan saw Tang Le from afar. After parking the car, he took two or three steps upstairs, and then stood beside the railing beside him with a smile. He hung himself on the railing, stretched his arms and Long lazy waist.

"Kid, didn't I bother you to endorse?" Zhou Fan asked with a yawn.

"No," Tang Le shook his head and said in a low voice, "Anyway, I can't memorize it..."

"Ah? What's wrong?" Zhou Fan turned around.

"fine……"

Tang Le lowered his head. It's not that he didn't want to tell Zhou Fan about it, because even his own eyes were smeared, and he didn't know the cause and effect even if he told it.

Tang Le saw that the atmosphere was a little awkward when he said this, he thought about it hastily, and then said: "Are you... are you smelling again?"

Zhou Fan froze for a moment, then laughed a few times: "That's right."

After finishing speaking, he thrust his arm under Tang Le's nose, which made him back away in fright. As soon as he realized it, a large smell of oily smoke only rushed into his nostrils.

"Cough cough cough..."

Tang Le was startled by this sudden blow and coughed a few times.

"Does it smell good?" Zhou Fan smiled meanly when he saw how startled he was.

Tang Le: "..."

Zhou Fan laughed heartily again: "You kid, it's really hard to chat with people, and you will get black face after a few words of flirting."

"What kind of drama!" Tang Le straightened his back and glared at him: "Do you usually talk to your brother like this?"

Not only did this person talk a lot, but when he was talking to himself, there was no gatekeeper on his mouth, and all kinds of strange words popped out.

"My brother?" Zhou Fan smiled: "You said Xie Haotian, I molested him only when I was crazy. Even if I didn't get chased and beaten by him, I would have to be chased and beaten by his boyfriend. I'm looking for it."

"Boyfriend?!" Tang Le was startled.

"correct."

Zhou Fan supported his head and turned his face. Under the dim light, Tang Le could see that there was something wrong with his face, but he still teased calmly: "This kid is open to the public, maybe someday You might even see him dancing on the rostrum hand in hand with his partner."

"Pfft—you are too hurt."

Tang Le couldn't help laughing. After being nervous for two days, he instantly relaxed a lot. He felt that the trachea seemed to be unobstructed.

"Is it bad?" Zhou Fan scratched his head with a smile: "I will only hurt whoever I know well, and I will catch whoever I know well, and don't even think about running away."

Tang Le smiled helplessly: "Then according to what you say, whoever knows you well is simply embarrassing yourself."

"Don't, kid, I still want to catch you, or else, you can catch me too!" Zhou Fan said, about to grab his arm.

"Pull it down, I don't have such bad taste." Tang Le pushed back a few steps.

Seeing this, Zhou Fan laughed even happier. He liked to see Tang Le's bewildered look, and rushed up and grabbed Tang Le's wrist: "I'm so thick-skinned. It's okay. If you're upset, take me to hurt you!" That's fine, I'll just collect material that hurts people."

"Damn," Tang Le couldn't help but retreated again: "Are you shaking m?"

Zhou Fan was stunned when he heard the sound, but he burst out laughing again in a flash. He couldn't help but let go of his wrist, and couldn't straighten up.

"Wow, kid, you know a lot! No wonder I saw you reading those tanmei comics that day!" Zhou Fan said while clutching his stomach, and wiped the corners of his eyes with a smile.

As soon as the words fell, Tang Le's eyes widened. He was so anxious that he even stammered a little: "I'm not, that beautiful boy, no, that's, that's not mine!"

Seeing that he was impatient, Zhou Fan laughed even more. He put one hand on the wall and said, "Okay, okay, I can barely believe you, what about the shaking m? It's also in that comic?"

"no!"

Tang Le hastily retorted, but he wanted to say it but was too embarrassed to say it, his face turned red from his forehead to the base of his neck. It was exactly the same as what he saw in the sauna that day. Thinking of this, Zhou Fan couldn't help recalling it.

"Yes... it was posted by someone on the street, so what, some magazine..." Tang Le defended with a blushing face.

"Oh." Zhou Fan's "oh" can be turned into eighteen tunes, making Tang Le's face even redder. He raised his eyebrows and teased: "Male and female?"

Tang Le paused for a moment before she understood what he meant, and even the tip of her nose turned red.

Tang Le frowned, suppressing his voice so as not to let himself shout out: "Men and women!"

"Cut." Zhou Fan deliberately made himself look a little disappointed, he waved his hand: "It's boring, I thought I could find some amazing stuff."

"What's the matter!"

Tang Le tried his best to calm down his breathing, so that his face became normal, and deliberately asked him angrily: "Do you still think men are good?"

Seeing this, Zhou Fan paused for a moment, then raised his eyebrows: "Maybe, I eat everything, I'm not picky."

"..."

Tang Le knew that he was wrong, he forgot Zhou Fan's face, he was definitely no match for Zhou Fan when it came to talking dirty, so don't bring yourself to humiliate yourself at a time like this.

"Are you here to humiliate me today?" Tang Le asked angrily.

"What is humiliation!" Zhou Fan laughed heartily when he heard the sound, "I must have something to do with you!"

"Then tell me!" Tang Le also imitated his tone and said.

"All right, all right, we're going to drive away customers in just a while. It's a sad day." Zhou Fan shook his head, but after seeing Tang Le's darkening face, he hurriedly said, "I'm here for you. Said, next week's taekwondo competition, come cheer me on."

"Taekwondo?"

Tang Le paused for a moment. He remembered the school giving awards to Zhou Fan when the school just started, so he nodded, but he was puzzled for a moment: "You have so many friends, why do you ask me to go?" .”

Zhou Fan grinned: "They're boring, I'm excited just looking at you, and I'll give you eighteen times the strength to hit someone with that black popsicle expression."

Tang Le squinted his eyes and paused for a few seconds, then said slowly: "I found that you not only hurt your mouth, but also owe you."

Zhou Fan laughed a few times, turned around and walked towards the rental house, waving his hands as he walked, with a coat tied around his waist, his back was slender and handsome.

"Hey, you are ridiculous!"

"..."

After Zhou Fan entered the room, the entire corridor was suddenly empty, and suddenly it was strangely quiet, his ears were buzzing, Tang Le rubbed his ears, trying to relieve the tinnitus, but rubbing for a long time was useless, so he had to give up.

Until two o'clock in the morning, Tang Le was so sleepy that he fell on the bed, listening to the sound of keys opening the door outside, and the sound of someone talking.

He hurriedly wrapped himself in a quilt, turned over and faced the wall to pretend to sleep.

Grandma opened the door and came in with a mobile phone in her hand. She responded in a low voice, and walked towards Tang Le's bed, looked at his peaceful sleeping face, and then continued to make calls in a low voice.

It should be Dad on the other end of the phone, Tang Le heard several binzi in the haze.

He was a little nervous, and his palms even started to sweat. He pulled the quilt under his body without a trace, and exposed his ears to the air, only then could he hear what grandma said clearly.

"Yes, yes," Grandma didn't know what to answer: "Yan'er came back with Dale, she said she was waiting for Dale at the school gate, but the police said that she had seen Dale during class in the afternoon to ask for directions .”

Tang Le was startled when he heard the sound, and the drowsiness that was still there was suddenly gone.

"I don't know!" Grandma was visibly angry, and she patted her bed with the strength she could: "This wolf cub scolded me at noon and ran away, who knows where he went, and asked Yan'er but didn't say anything, and the police didn't tell me." I didn’t remember, dog. Damn it!”

Tang Le breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately, the content of the address was not revealed.

Before he had time to rejoice, grandma sneered behind her back, and she said to the phone:

"Do you think the police believe her and me? She's a psycho, talking nonsense has become normal. Could it be that the police have to arrest me if she points at me and scolds me for killing her mother?" Believe it, who would believe crazy nonsense!"

I don't know what was said there, but grandma seemed to be very confident and said: "It's okay, don't worry, it's all done now, people said that we don't need to pay for the first two months. Stay here, and you can go back to the city to earn your money with peace of mind, by the way, don’t forget to find a girl again, this Tang Yan is useless, and Da Le is a useless thing, it’s useless..."

Tang Le could hardly hear the words that followed. He felt as if thousands of whales were screaming in his ears, and the tinnitus almost swallowed him, making him breathless.

Let her stay in a mental hospital.

In a mental hospital.

stay well.

How can someone be treated well in a mental hospital? !

Tang Le almost collapsed. He was trembling, but he tried his best to bear it, and tried his best to prevent his grandma from noticing his movements. Fortunately, grandma was still immersed in planning a bright future with his father, and had no time to estimate the trembling person in the quilt. .

His mother was sent to a mental hospital, which he expected, but he never expected it to happen so suddenly.

Grandma and Dad had this plan a few years ago, because their mother's stable and sometimes unstable condition had exhausted them physically and mentally, but under the double influence of Qian and Tang Le, they still had to put this plan on hold temporarily .

But I don't know when, grandma heard from others that if she was sent to a mental hospital by the police, there would be no upfront fee.

This gave birth to grandma's idea, and it was born with water, and it was out of control until today, when the opportunity happened, it was realized.

Tang Le took a deep breath. He tried to calm himself down, tried to comfort himself, and numb himself. After all, staying there might result in fewer beatings than at home. Perhaps, this was also a short rest for his mother.

The voice behind him gradually became clear again. Tang Le gritted his teeth, and he could almost hear his own teeth clicking.

Grandma hesitated for a moment: "But what Yan'er said is true, Da Le can be admitted to a school in the city, which means that he is not bad at all. If we can take root in the city in the future, won't our family be prosperous? We have raised him for nothing for so many years, unless this wolf cub wants to be eaten by dogs, he will have to give the money if he doesn't!"

Hearing the sound, Tang Le's heart seemed to have fallen into an ice cellar, and he sneered.

Maybe his heart was really eaten by a dog, but he couldn't find any gratitude.

The only thing I owe in this family may be money. Tang Le touched the English books under his body, waiting for him to learn well, when he is admitted to university, when he has money...

When he has enough strength...

Tang Le gritted his teeth, a tear flowed from the corner of his left eye, scraped across the bridge of his nose, and dripped on the eyelashes of his right eye. After flashing twice, it melted on his eyelid.

The author has something to say: Xiao Tang Le does not worship money or indulge in idealism, money is only a necessary thing to solve things, and his ideas will be put into practice!

In the short term, I will mainly write about Xiao Tang Le and Fan Ge~

Although the plot line is sadistic, but the protagonist will still be sweet~