give you a soft spot

Anyway, it's embarrassing for me to be in such a mess when I'm a grown-up, and it's still a teenager who came to rescue me.

I'm so screwed.

I didn't tell Yan Yiyun that I was almost dragged away by human traffickers, I just said lightly that I lost my wallet and mobile phone first and then my backpack was robbed.

If I wanted to make up a lie in advance, I should ask him what I was doing here alone. I didn't make it up, and he didn't ask.

In the past half a year or so, I can clearly feel that this young man has grown rapidly. Not only has he grown in stature, but he has also matured in mind.I was not so independent when I was 17 years old. It would be too hasty to say that today's children are precocious.

Standing not far behind him and watching him communicate with the staff in an orderly manner, I feel like a minor being taken care of everywhere.

He left his contact information so that the airport staff would be notified of my missing items in time.Turning around and asking me to go together, he asked, "Brother Cheng Ming, do you remember your passport number?"

I shook my head: "I took a picture and left it in my phone, and even brought a few copies of my ID just in case, but..."

I really can't go on, the more I talk, the more idiotic I am.

I did make preparations before the trip to prevent the loss of important documents, but I didn't expect that I lost all the preparations.

After hearing this, Yan Yiyun was thinking about something, just walked and didn't speak.

After getting out of the airport and taking a taxi, he finally spoke, but he didn't think of a way.

"Let's find a place to stay first."

I nodded. From last night to now, I have spent the day and night in anxiety and exhaustion. When I was alone, I instinctively had to carry on. Now that there are more people around me, I automatically switched to the dependent mode.

The driver finally parked the car at the entrance of a hotel. He didn't understand what he said, but he guessed that he wanted us to get off the car.

I saw enough kyats in Yan Yiyun's wallet. There are three direct flights from my home to here, all at about the same time, starting early and arriving late.If he had exchanged the coins before coming, it would not be difficult to imagine what a tight morning it was.

He flew from such a distance to find me without wasting any time, and he was able to prepare everything without panic, which is remarkable at his age.

Since I had nothing, he did the check-in.

Very spacious and clean standard room.

After entering the door, I fell on the bed near the door, but he pulled me up and told me to sleep on the bed inside, saying that he wanted to sleep here.

"Aren't they all the same?" I was laughing at his childishness.

He smiled, sat on the edge of the bed, leaned forward, with his arms naturally resting on his two long legs, and asked me on the opposite bed: "You haven't eaten anything all day, have you?"

I sighed, sat up and took out all the things in my trouser pockets and spread them on the bed.

A pair of earphones, two unused but crumpled tissues, three well-wrapped candies and a few candy wrappers.

The boy laughed out loud: "If I come later, it will be my turn to eat the earphones."

Dumbfounded, I raised my hand to slap him, but he didn't give me a chance. He stood up and said, "Wait, I'll go buy something to eat and come back."

I immediately called someone to stop him. The experience of almost being in danger told me that this place is unsafe. If something happens to him if he goes out alone, I think I will go crazy.

Of course he didn't know why I was nervous, he turned around and said, "It's because you're too tired that you want to go by yourself, why don't you go out with me and have something to eat."

"It's so late, why don't you go out," I suggested, "When I came up just now, I saw a vending machine in the lobby downstairs, just buy something."

One more sentence at the end.

"I will go with you."

Yan Yiyun accepted my proposal and went downstairs with me. It didn't work for 2 minutes, we came back with food and water.

I don't know if it was because I ate something and my brain began to recover. When I stuffed the last bite of bread into my mouth, I suddenly remembered that I had electronic backups of those documents in my mailbox.

I was so excited that I didn't pay attention to what was in my mouth, and when I told the person across the table, bread crumbs were sprayed everywhere.

Immediately, I thought, it's over, I don't even look like a little brother in front of this kid.

He put down the water bottle and wiped his face, without showing any disgust: "That's easy, we'll go to the local police station tomorrow morning to issue a passport loss certificate, and then go to the embassy to reissue it."

This kind of feeling is usually called another village by people with literary talents. As for me, I just think that Xiaoxiaole used the last step to clear the level.

In short, God took care of me so fucking well.

Drive away hunger and anxiety, I thought it would be a fairly peaceful night's sleep.

totally not.

In my dream, I repeatedly fought with the two Burmese youths who dragged me into the car. I struggled with my hands and feet and shouted loudly. Yan Yiyun woke me up several times.

It’s impossible not to admit it, I was frightened, and even though I looked completely fine, my nerves were still highly nervous.

I was very embarrassed to disturb him to rest, and tried my best to let myself fall asleep repeatedly with absolute relaxation.

When the boy woke me up again, it was almost dawn.

I was covered in cold sweat, and when I opened my eyes, I saw his face directly above.

He was propped up above my body, staring at me very seriously, his voice was very soft, as if he was afraid of scaring me.

"Brother Cheng Ming, what's wrong with you?"

I felt that our posture was too awkward, so I arched up a little bit, and finally sat up and leaned against the head of the bed. He also adjusted his body backward and sat on the bed facing me.

After I told the truth, he came over and held me in his arms, comforting me silently.

I patted him on the shoulder: "Thank you."

He let go of me and sat back to the original position, his slightly bent eyes in the darkness were as bright as stars: "It's not hard."

I decided not to sleep anymore and went to the bathroom to wash up.

When he came out, the teenager was looking for something in his big backpack, and everything was dumped on the bed.

I asked worriedly, "What's missing?"

He shook his head and held out his hand to me.

I took the little green thing he handed over and saw it was a frog pendant?

He pointed to the notebook on the table by the window: "Import in the electronic backup of your credentials in your mailbox. You will need to prove your identity when the time comes."

So I cruelly followed what he said, pulled out the frog's head, walked over, and couldn't help but ask, "You even memorized your notebook?"

He smiled as he walked to the bathroom: "Because playing games is more convenient."

No matter what, he is still half a child, which is understandable.

Shaking the wireless mouse, the computer screen lights up. It seems that this kid has already set up the Internet program. The small window that is not closed is full of information about the location of the Chinese embassy. He has already checked the route before me.

I logged in to the mailbox, and after quickly exporting the electronic backup, there was still the sound of running water in the bathroom. I opened the webpage and continued to search for other news.

To be more precise, he was searching for news about Xi Zhuo.

I haven't forgotten why I came here.