go home with him

Su Qiming reached out and wiped away the tears rolling down from the corners of Ling Mao's eyes, and smiled: "Yes, you just know?"

Ling Mao covered his eyes with his hands, and cursed like a rambling: "Crazy, perverted, garbage, scum..."

Su Qiming wanted to take back his hand, but Ling Mao held it tightly in his palm. The palm was hot and sweaty. Su Qiming looked at him silently for a long time.

He said, "I knew who you were and what you wanted to do." He said, "You do exactly what I want to do."

Ling Mao's Adam's apple rolled, as if laughing or about to cry: "You fucking..."

Su Qiming stopped talking. He turned his gaze to the dim light on the top of the bar. He seemed to see a child standing there wiping tears because he had snatched a milk-flavored toffee from him, and he seemed to see it again in the fire. The sound of that person roaring, collapsing, screaming, and crying was very harsh, and along with the crackling sound of the fire, he drilled straight into his brain.

He had few relatives and weak emotions all his life. In that fire, his sister who could barely walk was burned, and even the body could not be found. Standing in front of the fire, he had no emotion at all.

The other person's feelings were strong, and he was stopped by someone to look like he was going to the fire to be buried with his family, kneeling on the ground and crying until his face turned red and his neck was thick, and he almost fainted.

Su Qiming actually looked at it for a while, he even studied for a while, frowning, eyes wide open, sniffing his nose, because a few fragile tears did roll out because he didn't blink for a long time, and he wiped them away with his hand.

He stood beside the man and looked at him weeping on the ground and was about to die. He thought he liked to see others cry.

After Heping Street is gone, where should those people be sent? Children without parents are adopted by people in surrounding cities when they are young. Su Qiming is already a little old, and he looks like he is not familiar with it. No one wanted him at all, so he ran out and wandered on the street for a long time, and then found Tan Tianming, who was seventeen or eighteen years old, pointed at him and said, "Follow me, you will not worry about food and clothing."

Su Qiming smiled at him: "Food and clothing don't matter, but you can do one thing for me."

Over ten years have passed.

He thought that Ling Mao was so pitiful that he knew himself.

He thought about it and found it funny, so what can he do, who made him know himself.

Su Qiming wanted to take his hand out of Ling Mao's, but Ling Mao still didn't let go. He let go of his hand covering his eyes, and stared at Su Qiming with red eyes.

Su Qiming shook his head at him, his voice was still smiling: "Yes, you should stay away from me."

Ling Mao grabbed his hand and rubbed the corners of his eyes, and said, "Fart." He sniffed his nose, and his voice was still a little hoarse, "I bought a house, what kind of a family is there without a wife at home?" .”

Su Qiming frowned, and suddenly laughed again: "I've been making fun of you, haven't you noticed?"

Ling Mao said: "Fart, you just like me, otherwise why don't you make fun of others."

"..." Su Qiming was completely speechless by him.

Ling Mao said: "You fucking like me, otherwise why would you snatch my candy when you were young?"

"..." Su Qiming was silent for a while, and woke up with a reminder, "I have snatched many children's candies, and Tan Tianming also snatched them, but I was beaten to death."

Ling Mao said: "Fart, will you steal the candy and return it to them?"

"Hmm..." Su Qiming let out a long hum.

Ling Mao said, "Don't you like me pretending to have amnesia in front of me?"

He said, "Don't you like that I will stay with me in my hometown for months?"

He said, "Don't you fucking love saying you love me in bed?!"

"..." Su Qiming coughed twice, "I'm on the bed..." He wanted to say that he had said this to many people in bed.

"Shut up!" Ling Mao stopped him loudly, "When you fucking saw me for the first time, you never took your fucking eyes away from me!"

Su Qiming was silent for a long time, he wanted to laugh: "The first time I saw you you were only five years old..." He didn't finish speaking.

Ling Mao took out the key to the new house that had been stuffed in his pocket all the time, and put it directly into Su Qiming's pocket: "I bought the house." He looked up at Su Qiming, "What do you like?" I haven't installed it yet."

Su Qiming blinked, he let out a chuckle, and said slowly: "New Chinese style, let's put some mahogany furniture."

Ling Mao stretched out his hand and rubbed his eyes: "Let's simply pretend it first, and find someone to design it after I pay back the money I owe."

"..." Su Qiming frowned, "If you are so poor, you still want to buy a house to support me?"

Ling Mao swallowed: "You have lived in a hotel for more than ten years." He said, "I think you would want a house like this."

Su Qiming smiled and stared at the bottles of wine in front of the bar. They seemed to be shining under the yellow light, and there was a lot of noise around him. It was really novel to him that someone tried to say Give him a home.

He has lived in no fixed place all his life, and has been floating in this world for so many years like he has no roots.

really is...

A very strange experience.

Ling Mao still said hesitantly over there: "Why don't I borrow some more money to pretend to be better?" He thought there, "I can borrow some money from my leader, and he likes me quite a bit."

Su Qiming really just asked casually: "Do I have no money?"

"Ah?" Ling Mao hesitated for a moment.

"..." Su Qiming fell silent after finishing speaking. He seemed to have no money, so he changed the subject again, "Where's the money I gave you earlier?"

Ling Mao said ahhh twice, and said falteringly, "I donated it."

"..." Su Qiming glanced at him with a smile, but didn't speak.

Ling Mao swallowed his saliva and laughed twice.

Su Qiming stood up from his seat, and Ling Mao also stood up very nervously: "That..." He seemed to want to explain, why? He always felt that Su Qiming's money was not clean, so he could only take it. Going to do something clean, but he didn't dare to tell Su Qiming about this kind of thing.

Su Qiming said "Oh..." slowly, "Then let's go."

"Where are you going?" Ling Mao asked blankly.

Su Qiming said, "Look at the new home."

Take a look at what a so-called home should look like.

Gu Kena ordered two glasses of wine in the booth, observed the two people from a distance, and clicked his tongue in disgust from time to time. After drinking a glass, Tan Tianming called him and asked him where he was. But Nahui said that it would be fine to let him drive over to pick him up according to the address. The two people over there did not know what they were talking about, but they carried each other happily and walked out the door.

Gu Kena sat on the deck and shook his head, feeling like "you forget your mother when you have a child", and those two people really didn't care about him. He pushed the glass door and walked out.

Gu Kena was still a little angry at first, but when he saw the person who came in brushing shoulders with them, he couldn't care less about being angry. He was just about to wave to Tan Tianming when the phone on the table rang first, and he held it up The phone was stuck to his ear.

"Where is it?" Tan Tianming asked him in a noisy voice.

Gu Kena smiled: "Look to the left." He raised his hand and waved it.

Tan Tianming hung up the phone and walked towards him. He first glanced at Gu Kena, and after looking around, he saw the wine on the table. He frowned.

Gu Kena smiled at him, and raised his hand with a smile: "Dad, take me home."

A not-so-obvious smile flashed across Tan Tianming's face, he lowered his head and patted Gu Kena's head: "Father can't hold you anymore, Xiao Ke."

Gu Kena stood up from his seat and smiled: "I'll hug Dad from now on."

Tan Tianming didn't speak.

Gu Kena didn't speak either.

After a few seconds, Tan Tianming glanced at Gu Kena: "Let's go, I'll take you home."

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