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Si Yu was taken aback. It was windy at night, and the little guy was dressed thinly. He was not as tall as the window, and stood under the window frame crying and shaking.

He hurriedly flipped out the window, first took Xiaofu's arm and hugged the little guy to the window frame, then flipped into the room, hugged the little guy down, then closed the window tightly, and turned up the heating temperature in the room.

Xiao Fu sat on his lap, tightly hugging his own little yellow pillow, and his collar was wet with tears.

Si Yu put one arm around his shoulder and wiped his face with the other.The little guy was so pitiful, he twitched from crying, with snot and tears all over his face.

He didn't know how to deal with this situation, but his intuition told him that it would definitely not be useful for an adult to say "stop crying" to a child, and it would be better to let him cry first.

He patted Xiaofu on the back to prevent the little guy from crying.After about ten minutes, Xiao Fu was tired from crying, leaning against Si Yu's chest and hiccuping while sobbing, a huge snot bubble popped out of his nose, which exploded with a "pop", covering his face Snot foamy.

"It's become a little dirty cat." Si Yu wrapped Xiaofu's nose with a tissue, Xiaofu blew his nose, gradually calmed down, nestled in Si Yu's arms and fiddled with his own pillow.

Si Yu bumped the little guy on his lap, and asked him softly, "Tell brother, why are you crying?"

"Master..." Xiaofu looked up at Qi Lu, his big eyes quickly filled with tears again, he threw down the pillow, put his arms around Si Yu's neck, and sobbed, "Master, master don't want Xiaofu anymore!"

In the evening, Xiaofu started vomiting and diarrhea not long after he got home.

A little monster of his age is only equivalent to a four or five-year-old human child. His stomach is weak, and he ate raw crab at noon. After returning home, he lay down by the pool, vomiting so much that he was about to collapse.

Qi Lu frowned, twisted the little paper man to pick herbs in the mountains, changed Xiaofu's dirty clothes, twisted a hot towel to wipe the little guy clean, and fed him warm water little by little.

The little guy was almost exhausted, lying on the bed listlessly, with bloodless lips, holding Qi Lu's little finger with his little hand, staring at him eagerly, hoping to be comforted by his master.

But Qi Lu was born without the skill of "comforting a sick kid". No matter how worried he was, his face remained calm, like a statue without emotion.

He grabbed Xiaofu's hand in a very puzzled manner, stuffed it into the bed, and sternly reprimanded him: "Do you dare to eat indiscriminately next time?"

Xiao Fu shook his head a little aggrieved.

Not long after, Xiaofu fell asleep on the small bed.Qi Lu was worried about him, so he took a chair and sat down, staying by the bed all the time, poking Xiaofu's forehead with the back of his hand from time to time to make sure that the little guy didn't have a fever.

Half an hour later, the little paper man returned with a bundle of herbs.Qi Lu crushed the herbs into dregs, took a small medicine bottle from the cupboard, poured some powder into it, mixed it with boiling hot water to mix the powder and herb dregs, and then woke up Xiaofu.

The little guy frowned when he saw the dark concoction, curled up under the blanket, and yelled that he wouldn't drink it.

Qi Lu lifted his quilt, stood beside the bed with a medicine bowl in his hand, frowned and scolded in a low voice: "Xiaofu."

Xiaofu twisted his little butt uneasily, listening to the master's tone, it was impossible not to drink the medicine.

He sat up bitterly, and raised his face to negotiate with Qi Lu: "Master, can I add a piece of sweet gummy bear?"

The medicine cannot be kept for a long time, once it is cooled, it will affect the properties of the medicine.Qi Lu was not in the mood to talk so much with Xiaofu, he handed the bowl to the little guy's mouth, and said firmly, "No sugar."

"Brother's family has it!" Xiaofu raised his arms high, his eyes sparkling, "Gummy bears are very sweet, but children can only eat three a day, be careful of tooth decay!"

Qi Lu remained motionless, looking down at Xiaofu with calm eyes.

The brilliance in Xiaofu's eyes faded in an instant, and his raised arms drooped down. He took the medicine bowl with both hands, frowned and gulped down a big bowl of medicine.

The bitterness of the medicine was really bitter. After drinking it, Xiaofu kept wrinkling his face, and kept breathing with his mouth open.

Qi Lu looked at the little guy like a little pug, went to the small kitchen to get a cup of warm water, turned around and was about to leave, he paused, then went back to the closet, took out a can of sugar inside, and scooped up half of it. Spoon into glass of water.

He returned to Xiaofu's little bed, and handed him the water glass without saying a word.

The little guy seemed to be angry with him, with his hands on his hips, puffed his cheeks, turned his back to him, and said angrily, "No! No gummy bears!"

Qi Lu sighed softly, and raised his hand to pinch the space between his eyebrows.He felt a little stuck in his heart, but he didn't know what to say to the little guy, so he simply put the water glass on the bedside and walked away.

The little guy's stomach was disturbed like this, and it took at least three days of medicine to recuperate. When Qi Lu walked to the door, he tilted his head and said: "Don't go to the next door to eat again."

"No, no, no! Xiao Fu likes Si Yu's brother's cooking! I like shrimp and crab!"

Xiao Fu kicked his short legs on the bed and protested loudly.But there was no response from the master for a long time behind him. He quietly turned his head and took a look, only seeing his master's indifferent and straight back.

Xiaofu was very wronged, he just felt that the master didn't like him at all, and didn't care about him.

He is sick, why can't the master hug him?Why can't you kiss him?

The more he thought about it, the more sad he became, the sockets of his eyes were sour, and the big tears fell down his face unexpectedly.But he was worried that his master would hate him crying, so he suppressed himself and didn't dare to make a sound. He lay down on the bed, buried his face in the pillow, and sobbed.

In the evening, Xiaofu consciously went to take a bath, found a set of favorite white pajamas from the small cloth cabinet, hugged a small yellow pillow, trotted to Qi Lu's side on slippers, and said in a short period of time: "Master, Xiaofu washes the clothes. I'm done showering."

Qi Lu was lying on a reclining chair reading a book, with a blanket on his lap, and glasses on the bridge of his nose. The metal frame made his already sharp outline a little more alienated and indifferent.

He raised his eyes and glanced at Xiaofu, thinking how the little guy was so active tonight, he obediently took the bath without his repeated urging.

He gave a faint "hmm" and flipped a page of the book with his fingers.

Seeing that Qi Lu didn't respond, Xiao Fu felt even more uneasy. He looked at Qi Lu nervously, not knowing how to express himself, so he simply dragged the small pillow and ran around the reclining chair. His slippers were trampled on the ground. Crackle.

He just fell ill in the afternoon, and he was running around quickly before he recovered, Qi Lu frowned slightly, reached out and grabbed Xiaofu's collar, and said, "Don't run away."

"Master," Xiaofu said cautiously, "Xiaofu smells delicious after taking a shower! It's Xiangxiang Xiaofu!"

There was fine sweat on the little guy's forehead, and his lips turned white. Qi Lu worried that if he continued to make such a fuss, he must be very ill, so he said with a straight face, "Go back to the room to rest, and drink the medicine before going to bed."

Xiao Fu sensitively sensed that the master seemed unhappy, and he lowered his head in frustration, feeling that he was really a bad little monster.

Oops……

Xiaofu thought of playing the mobile game Xiaoxiaole at Siyu's house in the afternoon. He connected to the little frog several times, and Siyu's brother praised him as the smartest and cutest child.

A flash of inspiration flashed in his little head, as long as he found his mobile phone and played match [-] games and showed it to his master, wouldn't the master know that he is a smart and cute little monster!

Excitedly holding his pillow, he rummaged through the room for his phone.He remembered that there was a mobile phone at home. At that time, many "outsiders" came to the village and sent them mobile phones, but the owner never used them and did not know where they hid them.

The clanging sound rang in his ears, Qi Lu continued to read his book, watching Xiaofu out of the corner of his eye.

The little guy opened the desk drawer vigorously, knocked his forehead on the corner of the desk, Qi Lu sat up straight, closed the book in his hand with a snap, and said sharply: "Qi Xiaofu, come here!"

Xiaofu was stunned for a moment, the master seldom called his full name, and rarely yelled at him in such a fierce tone, he was so stuffy and uncomfortable, the kind of discomfort that eating ten gummy bears was useless.

With his head down, he silently walked to Qi Lu's side.

Qi Lu raised his bangs and looked at it. The little guy didn't break his skin or get red and swollen, so he breathed a sigh of relief and softened his tone: "What are you looking for?"

"Mobile phone," Xiaofu said in a nasal voice, "Xiaofu wants to play Xiaofu."

As soon as Qi Lu heard this, his brows that had just relaxed immediately frowned again. He threw the book in his hand aside, and said coldly to Xiaofu: "Go into the room and copy Chinese characters."

Si Yu dotes on Xiao Fu too much, the little guy has been playing with him for a while, and he has become more and more playful and coquettish by him. Recently, he has no intention of studying at all, and he is tired after sitting in front of the desk for less than 10 minutes.

Xiaofu hugged his little yellow pillow, lowered his head and said nothing.

Qi Lu looked at Xiaofu's hair spinning on top of his head, and a complex emotion surged in his heart.

The little guy was picked up by him on the battlefield more than 100 years ago. At that time, he hadn't become a monster, just a little bat with injured wings, flopping and dying under a tree.

At that time, the blood-washed land was full of corpses. Qi Lu walked for a long time, trekking over a mountain, only to see a small living creature.

The little bat was ugly, black and dirty, lying on the ground struggling to flap its wings.

Qi Lu had just turned 120 years old at the time, and when converted to human age, he was only a boy in his teens.He was drenched all over, his black shirt was stained with dark marks by large swaths of blood, his face was mixed with dirt and blood, and his original appearance could not be seen clearly.

When he saw the little bat, he was moved for a moment, so he picked it up and put it in his pocket.

In fact, he didn't think about anything at that time, he just simply felt that there were too many monsters dead in this place, and if anyone was alive, he would take it away.

Unexpectedly, the little bat survived in his pocket. Although it was still very weak, it still had a breath.

Qi Lu felt that the little bat he picked up by chance on the battlefield was also related to him. In order to keep the little bat alive, Qi Lu fed it with the blood of his own pure blood.This feed has been fed until now. 40 years ago, the little bat was finally fed by him into a little monster, and one night it turned into a white, soft, fragrant and sweet baby, and grew into a naughty, but still lively and lovely little guy.

Qi Lu sighed softly, looking at Xiaofu's soft hair, his heart softened, thinking that the human beings were right, maybe he was really too strict with Xiaofu.

He lowered his voice and said, "I'm not sick yet..."

"Master doesn't like Xiaofu anymore," Xiaofu suddenly raised his head, interrupted Qi Lu, and shouted in a crying voice, "Xiaofu doesn't like Master anymore!"

Qi Lu was taken aback, only to realize that the little guy's face was covered with tears.

It was as if a small volcano had erupted in Xiaofu's body, and a lot of grievances accumulated together. He didn't know how to relieve it, and he didn't know what to do. He could only cry and say, "Master thinks Xiaofu is bad, Xiaofu But, but Xiaofu is not bad Xiaofu, my brother said, Xiaofu is the smartest and cutest..."

He was sobbing and speaking incoherently, Qi Lu saw the little guy's teary eyes, subconsciously raised his hand to wipe his tears.Unexpectedly, Xiaofu took half a step back, sucked his nose hard, and cried loudly: "Xiaofu wants brother Siyu! Xiaofu doesn't want master!"

Qi Lu's raised hand froze in the air, his throat tightened, and his fingertips were trembling.

Xiao Fu seemed to have endless tears, crying and crying all the time, calling out to find Si Yu.

Qi Lu lowered his head, his eyebrows cast deep shadows between his eyes, he stood up, walked to the door and opened the door of the house, then went straight out of the yard and opened the heavy iron gate, then returned to the house, pointed at the door direction: "Go."

Xiaofu was a little flustered, he didn't really want his master, but he never thought that the master really opened the door, and the master really didn't want him anymore!

He opened his mouth, tears flowed into his mouth, salty and bitter.

The master stood by the door, pointing his finger at the dark yard outside, the master didn't want him anymore!

Xiaofu burst into tears, ran out of the yard with a small pillow in his arms, and knocked hard on the door of Room 44, but no one came to answer the door no matter how hard he knocked.

Xiao Fu was very scared, he couldn't help but turned his head to look in the direction of his house, the front of the house was dark, and the owner didn't come out to pick him up.

He ran in a big circle, went around to the back window of Si Yu's room, and smashed the window while crying.

The little guy didn't look back this time, so he didn't know that Qi Lu had been following him from a distance, until he saw Si Yu carrying Xiao Fu into the room, and he remained silent for a moment before returning to his room.

Si Yu patiently listened to the little guy's words, and roughly pieced together what was going on in the whole thing from his sobbing broken sentences.

He sighed helplessly, and couldn't help feeling a little funny. It turned out that people like Qi Lu would also encounter parent-child headaches.

Si Yu patted Xiaofu's head to calm the little guy's excitement, and asked him softly: "Xiaofu, tell brother, do you really want the master?"

Xiaofu shook his head lightly, and said without the slightest hesitation: "No, it's not! Xiaofu likes Master!"

"Then why did Xiaofu tell the master," Si Yu said, "You don't want him anymore?"

"Because..." Xiao Fu pinched his fingers uneasily, "Because the master doesn't want Xiao Fu anymore..."

Si Yu noticed Xiaofu's small movements, smiled and wrapped his little hand in his palm, and said, "How can the master not want Xiaofu? The master also likes our Xiaofu the most."

"Really?" Xiao Fu raised his head and asked.

"Of course it's true." Si Yu assured Xiaofu, "Xiaofu is sick, does the master take care of you and care about you?"

Xiaofu thought for a while and nodded.

"If Xiaofu likes Master," Si Yu guided him patiently, "tell Master directly, Master will be very happy."

Xiao Fu blinked, teardrops hung on his eyelashes, and said in a childlike voice: "If my brother likes Master, will he tell Master directly?"

Si Yu froze for a moment, his lips pursed into a line nervously.

Xiao Fu stared at him motionlessly, waiting for his answer.

Si Yu also winked at Xiaofu, and said firmly: "Yes, if my brother likes someone, he will definitely tell him directly."

Xiao Fu hid in Si Yu's arms and said, "Xiao Fu dare not... the master must be angry..."

Si Yu patted the little guy on the head, comforting him and said, "Don't be afraid, brother will go and coax the master first, so he won't be angry."