Little Wolf Cub of the Ginger Demon King

When Jiang Lai heard "that post" from Bei Xiaowu, his heart skipped a beat.

He never expected that a small post could reach Bei Xiaowu.

"That post is correct, isn't it?" Bei Xiaowu saw that Jiang Lai hadn't said anything, and asked self-consciously.

"Although you and Sun Jing didn't post the post, you do like each other. Don't you?" Bei Xiaowu asked again.

As the breeze blew across his cheeks, Jiang Lai could clearly feel the trembling hair on his forehead, just like his heart at the moment, the frequency was frighteningly fast.

"It's not that we like each other," Jiang Laigan swallowed, stood up, turned his back to Bei Xiaowu, curled up his legs in a defensive posture, "I just like Sun Jing unilaterally."

That one sentence alone says it all.

Bei Xiaowu slowly raised his arms and put them under his head, looking sideways at Jiang Lai's profile, he didn't expect that in the past few months, it turned out that the devil had been in love with another person.

Bei Xiaowu's chest seemed to have been hit by a blunt hammer, and he was inexplicably painful and stuffy.

The wild hair blown by the wind, and Jiang Lai's light breath from his mouth and nose, all turned the once high-spirited man in Bei Xiaowu's eyes into a pitiful whistling ball.

In addition, Jiang Lai was wearing a moon-white down jacket today, and Bei Xiaowu suddenly felt that the Jiang Demon King looked like a little white rabbit lost in the wild.

The demon king's red horns faded away, replaced by two white and soft rabbit ears drooping on his shoulders.

For some reason, Bei Xiaowu clutched his still faintly bewildered heart, and boldly laughed out of his own imagination.

"It's funny?" Jiang Lai turned around and looked down at Bei Xiaowu.

Bei Xiaowu quickly restrained his smile and kept shaking his head, "It's not funny, it's not funny, it's not funny at all."

Having said that, the man rolled away sincerely and began to tidy up the fishing tools, but shrugged his shoulders, obviously still laughing.

Jiang Lai knew that the kid was looking for online strength, so he stood up suddenly and threw himself on Bei Xiaowu's back, scratching along his armpit all the way to his waist.

Bei Xiaowu screamed and begged for mercy, turned over and giggled, begging the devil to let him go, his eyes were moist.

Jiang Lai scratched and scratched, and he thought it was ridiculous, followed by hahaha, and his hands developed every inch of Bei Xiaowu's itchy meat without any seriousness.

Speaking of which, he should have been forced to come out of the closet just now.However, it was strange that Jiang Lai didn't panic or be at a loss this time.

Just let the flow take its course and confess that I like someone, admit this feeling, for the first time, I don't hide it, I don't consider the consequences and reality, and I don't violate my heart.

It's much more comfortable to say it, although, he will never be able to really say the words "I like Sun Jing" to Sun Jing.Although, the kid was laughing at him openly and secretly, but so what.

He knew that this child would not do anything to him, the child would just stay there quietly forever, doing what he set out to do diligently and hard.

While laughing, Jiang Lai let go of his hands, and the two fell back to the haystack.

Bei Xiaowu used his little finger to wipe away the tears of laughter overflowing from the corner of his eyes, and took the time to hide away.

Jiang Lai looked back at Bei Xiaowu, and the two looked at each other and smiled.This feeling of comfort is rare and precious.

Bei Xiaowu was worried about Jiang Lai at first, especially after hearing what his deskmate said about "the enemy only posts that kind of post".At this moment, seeing that Jiang Lai can play and make trouble, and everything is as usual, he can't help secretly heaving a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, after the madness, Bei Xiaowu didn't forget the business of coming here today, and asked Jiang Lai to carry the fishing gear together and walk to the river.

Before coming, Jiang Lai thought it was just wild fishing.It wasn't until he walked to the river with Bei Xiaowu that he saw clearly that there was a pond the size of a football field.

The stone pier fishing platform prepared for fishermen can be faintly seen in the grass beside the pond.Bei Xiaowu chose a flat one, put down his things, and skillfully propped up the fishing rod to prepare bait.

Jiang Lai squatted on another stone pier two meters away from him, watching seriously.

Bei Xiaowu is very efficient in doing things, every step is meticulous, light and skilled, and his hands seem to be wider and stronger than a few months ago.

Jiang Lai's gaze gradually shifted from Bei Xiaowu's manipulation to his eyebrows.The kid's earnest look with frowning eyebrows is as cute as when he first came to his home to do homework.

Jiang Lai couldn't help looking forward to the days to come, to be accompanied by such a cute and cute younger brother who can tell secrets, and to eat steamed buns with carrots, beef, and scallions made by Mrs. You from time to time, and to play with Bei Tiangui after graduation Locomotive, life is simply not too good.

After taking the hook, Bei Xiaowu had nothing to do, so he sat cross-legged on the stone pier.The fishhook in front of Jiang Lai did not move, so he took the initiative to chat with the children.

"When I first met you, you were only four years old." Jiang Lai said.

Bei Xiaowu turned to look at Jiang Lai suspiciously, "Didn't you just come back this summer vacation?"

"When I was young, I came back with my mother once." Jiang Lai squinted his eyes facing the light golden sunlight, "At that time, my mother wanted to ease the tense relationship with my grandpa, so she took the initiative to bring me back to visit him during the summer vacation. "

"Oh." Bei Xiaowu didn't even need to think about it, he knew that he must have failed. After all, he grew up in Shuangjiao Hutong, and he never had Jiang Lai in his memory.

"You know everything about our family, right?" Jiang Lai asked.

Bei Xiaowu shook his head.

Jiang Lai took a breath slowly, thinking that the two families would become one family in the future, and the children would know some things sooner or later, and there was nothing to hide, so he simply opened his mouth and said it himself.

"My mother and my father met when they were in school. My father is a flirtatious and hypocritical literary youth, and somehow he tricked my mother. But my grandfather saw through him at a glance and refused to let my mother be with him.

"My mother was innocent and stupid back then. My father coaxed her to go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get a certificate. She didn't even have a wedding. Because of this, my grandfather was so angry that he severed the father-daughter relationship with her.

"Later, my dad started a business and made some money, and my mom became famous for painting, so she lived a comfortable life. My mom wanted to prove that she was right, so she took me back once, and wanted to reconcile with grandpa. .

"But my grandfather didn't let us in, he was holding his breath back then.

"...I always thought that as long as my mother insisted on knocking on the door, he would be able to open it, but she didn't. She was also very stubborn.

"...We went back the same way and saw you at the entrance of the alley."

When Bei Xiaowu was a child, he often went to Grandpa Xue's house to eat and drink. He always heard the old man say that he also had a grandson. At that time, he naively said that he would ask his grandson to come back to play with him during the summer vacation. He didn't expect that the Xue family would have such reasons. Unclear family affairs.

Bei Xiaowu smiled, "Grandpa Xue is a bit stubborn, but he is very interesting. When I was young, he taught me to write and draw. It's just that I have no talent. It's a pity to waste his time and affection for nothing."

Jiang Lai was a little envious of Bei Xiaowu. It was the dream of many people in the painting and calligraphy circles to learn painting from Xue Jin.Although it was obvious that Bei Xiaowu ruined this opportunity, he was still extremely envious.

"Why did you see me at the entrance of the alley? Peeing in mud? I heard from my grandma that I loved playing with this when I was a child." Bei Xiaowu returned to the topic just now, wanting to know the first side between Jiang Lai and himself what's going on.

Jiang Lai sneered and shook his head again and again.

He said: "At the entrance of the alley, my mother chatted with your mother for a while, and I followed and listened. I remember that you had a high fever that day and were curled up in your mother's arms.

"...I'm eating a candied haws. You want it, but I won't give it to you. Because there are very few people selling this in our place. My mother was in a hurry, so she gave me the money to buy it at the entrance of the alley.

"I bought a sandwich, but I forgot what it was. When I brought it back to you, your little face was flushed and you said 'thank you, brother'. You were so cute back then."

Jiang Lai seriously recalled the scene at that time. He couldn't even remember the appearance of the child, but he could clearly appreciate the feeling of the mother holding the child in his arms.

Bei Xiaowu heard the past from Jiang Lai's mouth but had no memory of it, and keenly captured the word "mother".

For so many years, in order to take care of Bei Xiaowu's emotions, Bei Xiaowu's mother was rarely mentioned in the old Bei's house.

Although Bei Xiaowu knew why his father liked to drink, and also knew that the beautiful woman with big eyes on the white marble tablet in the cemetery was his mother, but he knew very little about her.

"How can you be sure that's me? It's been so long, maybe you've misremembered it." Bei Xiaowu's nose was a little sore, and he turned his head slightly.

"When Xia Tian came back, didn't we run into each other at the entrance of the alley? My mother asked me if I remembered you, and said that you were the kid who wanted to eat candied haws." Jiang Lai said, feeling sentimental for no reason.

Bei Xiaowu's eye sockets couldn't help feeling a little hot.If Jiang Lai is right, it should not be long after that summer, when his mother got an emergency and left this world soon.

Bei Xiaowu blinked his eyelashes quickly, so that the warmth in his eyes would not come out in disappointment, his voice became hoarse strangely, "Then is she pretty? What is she doing, what did she say, and how did she treat me? "

Jiang Lai suddenly realized that something was wrong with the atmosphere, but this topic was opened by himself, and it was too late to take it back.Taking a deep breath silently, without looking at Bei Xiaowu, he tried hard to recall the scene of that day in his mind.

Years of painting training, painted rich colors for the brief meeting that day.Although Jiang Lai knew that he was just a playful seven-year-old at that time, it was impossible to write down every detail.

But he still relied on his imagination, hoping to make up for Bei Xiaowu's incomplete memory, and said: "Your mother is very beautiful, your eyes look like her, and your smile is a bit like her. You are all people who make people feel warm when you smile. .”

"...they were chatting, and I can't remember what they talked about. I just remember that she hugged you and kept testing the temperature on your forehead with the back of her hand. That day you had a fever, your face was flushed, and you were dazed by eating candied haws. She said From time to time, I lower my head and kiss the back of your hand while talking."

"She loves you very much, loves you very much."

The fishhook in Bei Xiaowu's hand trembled up and down, it wasn't a fish taking the bait, but the boy's shoulders shrugged, this time he was not laughing, but crying.

Jiang Lai hated himself for saying something bad, so he just started the conversation.He turned his head and slapped himself on the mouth, jumped off the stone pier and hugged Bei Xiaowu from behind.

Bei Xiaowu is just a 15-year-old boy who has been thinking about his mother for many years.When he was in the most difficult time, he complained countless times that his mother didn't love him at all, otherwise why would he leave forever after giving birth to him.

Now, hearing Jiang Lai say "she loves you very much, loves you very much" over and over again, Bei Xiaowu's suppressed emotions for many years surged up, giving the 15-year-old boy a reason to cry bitterly.

Jiang Lai's nose was sore, and tears dripped quietly, blocking Bei Xiaowu's sight and letting the child hug his waist.

This was not the ending he wanted, and he was a little flustered and a little bit regretful.At the same time, he vaguely noticed that the emotions between people are probably like this, and it takes a long time to settle down before he can realize that they really existed and he owned them.

Just like Bei Xiaowu's longing for his mother, Xue Man's stubbornness towards Xue Jinzhong, Xue Jinzhong's expectation for his grandson... People are complicated animals after all.The emotions between people are often hidden under the rationality, making it difficult for people to figure it out for a while.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said these things. I just wanted to boast that you were so cute when you were four years old." Jiang Lai sniffled and tightly wrapped his arms around the boy's neck.

Bei Xiaowu's tears soaked the T-shirt inside Jiang Lai's open down jacket, but he kept silent, only his shoulders trembling slightly, which proved that he really missed her.

"It's okay, it's okay, you've grown up now, you have family, Xueman, and me, we'll all treat you well." Jiang Lai stroked Bei Xiaowu's hair before stretching out his hand to pull his hand, a little at a loss | caressing the back of the boy's hand, over and over again, "We will all be fine."

The author has something to say: I admit that this chapter is a bit cruel, but this damn author still wants to kneel on the ground and tell everyone a fact. This is not the worst setting of this article.I have laid the groundwork for the bridge where the toad was beaten before, and I will use it later, so... well, there are still some miserable places.But it is guaranteed that the two will develop in a sweeter and sweeter direction, which is the kind of sweetness that people and gods work together!

I wish, happy Lantern Festival, go away if you are not good, and come back if you are good!