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The employees of the massage shop are very knowledgeable, they have already gone to the second floor together, in a daze, the massage massage, leaving the lobby on the first floor to Jiuer alone.

The sound of "Jiu'er" was neither high nor low, echoing back and forth in the empty lobby. Jiu'er was holding the helmet, his shoulders trembled, he didn't look up, and he didn't respond.

Ren Kuan sighed, he just listened to Wang Rui's advice, it wasn't that he didn't take it to heart, it was that he couldn't bear it, so he left the crying man sitting alone.

He didn't wait for Jiu'er's answer, and walked slowly towards Jiu'er, one step at a time, if there was a person with sound eyes sitting in front of him, he could catch a black shadow approaching from the corner of his eye, and Jiu'er was so close Human breath and footsteps.

As Ren Kuan approached, Jiu'er hugged the helmet, subconsciously curled up in the chair, curled up like a snail, and hid in the strong shell.

The words, like a wake-up call, kept echoing in Ren Kuan's mind, and he re-examined the way he got along with Jiu'er.

What Wang Rui said was right. He was showing favor to a person who was extremely lacking in love. Jiu'er was like an abandoned stray cat. He was a passer-by who fed regularly. rely on him.

He is here for a day or two, caring and loving like a swamp, dragging the leek slowly sinking, but he can't live on this street forever, or he doesn't have the guts to say that he can take care of the leek This kind of words come all my life.

He can speak boldly in a flash of his brain regardless of the consequences, but he will take it seriously and enjoy the momentary comfort, but he can't bear the gap later.

Everyone has their own life, how many decisions can he help Jiu'er, and for what part can he help?

He wanted to take care of Chiu'er and satisfy temporary sympathy, but he was also afraid of responsibility, seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages, that's all human nature.

"I..." Ren Kuan sat down next to Jiu'er, without making physical contact immediately, "The helmet is here too, you don't want to change it anyway, when shall we go out for a ride again?"

Jiu'er, who was quite calm, hesitated for a while before nodding when he heard Ren Kuan's voice.

Thinking about how he lost control just now, Jiu'er hugged the helmet in his arms even tighter. Not only could he not see it, but he also couldn't control his emotions. Such a person would only bring trouble to Ren Kuan.

Ren Kuan has always thought that Jiu'er is a naive little quail, lively and lively, and an extremely lively person.

In fact, Ren Kuan was wrong. Blind people are not as free as quails. Blind people are like flying insects. They are small and phototropic at the same time.

They are like moths to a flame, knowing that candles can burn them, but they still cannot resist the yearning for the light, and go forward bravely regardless of themselves.

After receiving Jiu'er's response, Ren Kuan tentatively reached out to touch Jiu'er's head. The top of his head was wet, but Ren Kuan didn't let go, and put his palm on the back of Jiu'er's head, "Don't cry."

This time, Jiu'er was probably tired from crying, and she came back to her senses. She raised her chin and sat upright. The tears in her eyes hadn't completely dripped down, and she wailed like a small animal, "Woo ..."

After making sure that Jiu'er would not struggle, Ren Kuan pulled him into his arms, tilted Jiu'er's buttocks, and hugged him horizontally, "Next time if you have something to say, don't just cry."

For the first time, Ren Kuan wiped the tears on Jiu'er's cheeks with his big hand like teaching a preschool child, "Don't cry."

Being caught by Wang Rui's words, the person in his arms let go of the helmet and grabbed Ren Kuan's neck with both hands. The person who stopped crying when Ren Kuan's neck became hot began to sob tremblingly again.

Ren Kuan was upset, and Wang Rui had her reasons.Don't worry about Chiu'er, he will get well soon, and with his own concern, he will know how to make progress.

However, Jiu'er didn't have that condition before, and he was left alone because no one coaxed him. Now it's not difficult for him to make Jiu'er act like a baby, so why can't he make more progress?

While Ren Kuan was filled with indignation, his brain was stimulated by inexplicable emotions. Only when he was young would he have the idea of ​​going all out, but now it flashed through his mind.

If he doesn't know what will happen tomorrow, can he manage the future?He must take care of it now if he can, and save things for later. The boat will naturally go straight when it reaches the bridge, and people always come up with solutions.

The person on the neck was wet, and wiped all the tears on Ren Kuan's neck, the crying was not as sharp as before, but soft as usual.

Ren Kuan was thinking, maybe raising a child is like this, you worry about his basic necessities, pain and sweetness.

"Are you acting like a baby?" Ren Kuan patted Jiu'er on the back lightly, "The fight you just had scared me."

A person who loses control must be ferocious and terrifying. Jiu'er can't imagine what he looks like, he only knows that it must be ugly.

Ren Kuan's tattered and tattered image was once again inscribed in Ren Kuan's heart. Thinking of this, Jiu'er felt even more uncomfortable, and hummed twice as if venting his anger.

I don't know if the business is bad, and the lights in the lobby were not turned on. Ren Kuan opened Jiu'er's arm and looked at it under the sunlight. His eyes were still red, and he probably didn't cry for real.

He wiped Jiu'er's face again, remembering Wang Rui's words, "Do you keep throwing things away? What else have you lost?"

The moist and glossy lips were pursed fiercely, and Liu'er made a sticky sound, "Mmm... Qian..."

In the past, Wang Rui also gave money, but Jiu Er lost too many times, so he simply withheld his meager salary. In Wang Rui's words, "If you are cheap to outsiders, you might as well cheap to me."

It's not just money, Jiu'er is a blind person who is restricted everywhere. The new things he buys are easily replaced by people with dirty hands and feet in the store. Sometimes healthy people and half-blind people are so dirty in their hearts.

They thought that Jiu'er couldn't see it, but in fact, Jiu'er didn't care and didn't care about them.

Ren Kuan couldn't laugh or cry when he heard this, he was a good person in vain, and he wronged Wang Rui.

He spread his hand, "Hurry up about what I gave you, why was it replaced just now?"

Ma Yang said that he was illiterate, and Jiu'er didn't want to mention it to Ren Kuan, "He said there was a new book... so I looked it up..."

Reading books for blind people is a bit of nonsense, Ren Kuan scratched Jiu'er's cheek with his finger, "What book are you reading? Can you understand it?"

Jiu'er was so angry that he turned his face into Ren Kuan's arms and ignored him.

Being teased by Ren Kuan, Jiu'er was a little annoyed, he felt that he was too bad, he didn't have the capital to be close to Ren Kuan, and the inferiority complex that was hidden in his bones gradually seeped out, and it was about to swallow up Jiu'er.

He doesn't have a benchmark, and he doesn't know how to become excellent, what to become is considered excellent, and he is worthy of Ren Kuan.

He cared about his own image, he was afraid that Ren Kuan would see his dilapidated and ugly side.

He didn't know why he felt ashamed of himself, why he cared so much about Ren Kuan's opinion of him.

Crying is also a physical effort, and Jiu'er is not yet full of breath, and his stomach growls uncontrollably.

Ren Kuan couldn't help laughing, "Stop crying, let's go to eat."

Those who still want to persevere will have no stance when they hear about eating, Qi Qi Ai Ai said: "I don't...I'm not hungry...I'm not hungry now..."

Obviously not convincing, Ren Kuan didn't ask Jiu'er for permission, and walked out with the person in his arms, "Don't put the helmet here with you. You only need it when you ride with me anyway. I'll keep it for you."

Ren Kuan was really afraid that Jiu'er would be in the same situation as today, and Jiu'er didn't have any ideas, so he murmured, "Okay then..."

"There's nothing to be reluctant about." Ren Kuan stepped up the two steps together effortlessly, "It's just a broken helmet, and it's not worth a lot of money."

Jiu'er disagreed with Ren Kuan's statement, and squeezed his fingers against the surface of the helmet, as if using a lot of force, his fingertips turned white and deformed, "But you bought it for me..."

What Ren Kuan bought couldn't be exchanged, let alone lost. Ren Kuan didn't understand at all, it wasn't about money, it was about heart.

Hearing this, Ren Kuan stopped suddenly, and the person in his arms was light and fluffy. He looked down and saw that Jiu'er had a serious expression, a little bit angry, and her cheeks were bulging.

Ren Kuan's heart felt hot, this is the little quail's confession, the corner of his mouth involuntarily opened, his smile was tainted with moisture, "Okay, you can say whatever you want, I will keep it for you, and you will come to check regularly later."

Only then did Jiu'er follow what Jiu'er wanted, and Jiu'er grabbed Ren Kuan's clothes, rubbing his cheek against it, fear and shame came to his heart at this moment.

Jiu'er felt that he was unreasonable and a little too much, and at the same time greedily thought, if only Ren Kuan could hold him all the time.

He didn't want to go anywhere, he didn't have to go by himself, he didn't have to be bullied anymore, what he yearned for was not comfort, but Ren Kuan, the moment he was hugged tightly by Ren Kuan, he felt unprecedented peace of mind.

But the distance from the massage parlor to the small restaurant is so long, and before Jiu'er could linger enough, Ren Kuan had already put him on the stool.

Ren Kuan took the helmet from Jiu'er's arms, "Sit down, and I'll bring you bowls and chopsticks." There were ready-made stir-fried vegetables on the table, Ren Kuan reheated them in the oven, and added another bowl of rice to Jiu'er, "Eat."

Jiang Ke was a little stunned, he didn't expect Ren Kuan to come after he said wait, and even brought the child back.

He froze for a moment, "Brother...he..."

"He hasn't eaten yet, eat with us."

The younger brother is still there, but Jiu'er doesn't quite remember whether Ren Kuan's younger brother went down just now, and the shame that flowed out made him unable to greet Jiang Ke sensibly, so he could only keep his head buried in the rice.

Ren Kuan only thought that Chiu was shy, and helped him hold the vegetables, "Eat slowly."

Among the men, there were fewer formalities. Jiang Ke was an adult in Ren Kuan's eyes, and he didn't need to take care of things like eating.

But Jiu'er was different, and Jiu'er was still laughing. This kind of "differentness" made Ren Kuan somewhat ignore Jiang Ke's existence.

As soon as there was an extra leek in the shop, Ren Kuan seemed to be preoccupied with eating the leek.

"Don't keep chopping rice, eat something." Ren Kuan slightly stopped Jiu'er from chopping rice, "Have some soup?"

The people in the store were already familiar with the strangeness. Anyway, it was not the first time Ren Kuan brought Jiu'er back, but Jiang Ke was a little awkward when they met for the first time.

A 30-year-old man, no matter how careful he is in dealing with people and things, is relatively introverted. In Jiang Ke's impression, he has never seen Ren Kuan take care of anyone in every possible way.

It's like... like having a baby...

Jiang Ke didn't stay for long, when he received a call from his unit again, and he hastily said goodbye to Ren Kuan.

Ren Kuan sent Jiang Ke to the street, and waited for a break in the car. Jiang Ke hesitated for a while before saying, "Brother, does that kid always eat at your place?"

The answer is yes, Jiang Ke frowned, Ren Kuan was a little too close to this child who was neither relative nor relative, "Brother, does this child have no family? Why do you always stay here, someone will always gossip..."