Little Wolf Cub of the Ginger Demon King

When Song Youhe went out, Jiang Lai looked in from the window and fell on Bei Xiaowu's face, his eyebrows were slightly frowned, as if he was asking and waiting tacitly for the other party's call.

Bei Xiaowu lightly raised his arm and beckoned for Jiang Lai to come over.

Jiang Lai stepped back to the desk step by step with his arms folded.

The table is solid wood with an 8 mm glass plate pressed onto it.Under the glass plate were a few photos of activities in the factory, a few yellowed receipts, and a note torn from a notebook in the lower left corner.

The edges of the note were not neat enough, which seemed to be caused by haste, or maybe the person who tore the note was gritted his teeth and made up his mind.

"See what's written on it?" Bei Xiaowu tapped on the glass with his fingertips.

At first glance, the characters are crooked and ugly, and the strokes are entangled. If you don't read it carefully, you might think it's a memo.Jiang Lai frowned even more after reading it carefully.

What was written on the note was: "The family is having a good time."

The eyes of the two teenagers met again. They were both extremely smart children, and they immediately understood that the note was not as scribbled as it seemed.

It is not only a line of words, but also a middle-aged man's promise to his family and his expectation for the future.

After a while, the two went out together, Bei Xiaowu carried Bei Tiangui's personal belongings, and Jiang Lai embraced the duvet.Passing by Song Youhe's office and seeing the door was wide open, the two stood politely at the door to say goodbye to him.

Stepping on the steel plate stairs to go downstairs, four or five meters away from the stairs is a newly built motorcycle modification studio.

Jiang Lai always liked motorcycles, so when he encountered such a place, he unconsciously took a second look.Unexpectedly, just like the arrangement of fate, he actually saw his beloved car - Ozaki at a glance.

I haven't seen him in half a year, but the bright green body of Ozaki still makes Jiang Lai's heart beat as soon as he catches the eye.

According to the time when Bei Tiangui died, it should be on the way to deliver Jiang Lai's car at that time.Therefore, Jiang Lai always thought that Ozaki had already died together with Bei Tiangui's dark green pickup.

Unexpectedly, we could see each other again, and Xiao Qi was brand new, which surprised and surprised Jiang Lai.

"Then my car." Jiang Lai wrapped one arm around the quilt, and pointed to Bei Xiaowu with the other arm free.

Bei Xiaowu Mao Yao looked in the direction Jiang Lai pointed out to him. There was indeed a car in the corner of the studio. It was lonely but shining brightly. It could be seen that it had been well cared for.

"You haven't left yet." Jiang Lai was about to speak when footsteps came from behind him, and when he turned around, it was Song Youhe.

Song Youhe stood at the back of the stairs, couldn't see his expression clearly, but he could hear concern in his voice, "Xiao Wu, I forgot to ask, this is your brother Jiang Lai, right?"

Bei Xiaowu was stunned by the light and couldn't open his eyes, so he responded vaguely.

"That's fine," Song Youhe walked up to Jiang Lai stepping on the steel plate stairs, and raised his neck towards the motorcycle studio, "Your uncle Tiangui treasures your car, everything that needs to be repaired It’s been repaired, it’s been maintained inside and out, and a new exhaust pipe has been replaced. You just came today, let the workers add oil later, and you can drive back.”

The corners of Jiang Lai's lips curled up unconsciously. He had been mourning for Ozaki for a long time, and he was overjoyed to regain the treasure.

"Thank you uncle." Jiang Lai smiled, stuffed the duvet into Bei Xiaowu's arms and ran to look at his beloved car.

Ozaki is even prettier than when Jiang Lai first met him. Although Bei Tiangui looks a bit sloppy and unaesthetic, he has a unique vision for modified motorcycles.

The newly replaced exhaust pipe has a bright purple metallic luster, and the newly added anti-fall plates look like durable imported goods.

Bei Xiaowu hugged his things and said to Song Youhe, "Thank you uncle, then we just don't need to take a taxi."

"Go, thank you!" Song Youhe waved his hand as he spoke, and turned around with a smile on his face to go to the newcomer training.

In the motorcycle modification studio, Jiang Lai stepped on the bracket, swung his long legs onto Ozaki, his eyes and eyebrows curled up unconsciously.

When Bei Tiangui towed the car away, Jiang Lai gave him a spare key, and he always carried the original key with him.

When I was secretly sad two days ago, I almost lost this key, but now I still have it.

"Let's go, brother will take you to the waves." Jiang Lai leaned on the handlebars with both hands, turned his head and smiled at Bei Xiaowu.

Bei Xiaowu hadn't seen Jiang Lai so happy for a long time. The recent haze at home seemed to forcibly drag Jiang Lai into the gloomy group of people. He kind of forgot that Jiang Lai was originally a devil who loves to laugh. Play love tricks.

Kawasaki's body is small and small. Two big boys squeezed together almost have to sit with their chests against their backs, not to mention hugging the duvet.

Bei Xiaowu stood still, smiling, "Why are you so blind, haven't you cheered up yet?"

Jiang Lai raised his eyebrows, and glanced at the steering wheel triumphantly. Song Youhe, who was obviously full of fuel, didn't know.

"That's fine." Bei Xiaowu smiled wryly and sat obliquely on the back seat. With the narrow and small seat and the unstable center of gravity, Bei Xiaowu could only hold on to Jiang Lai's clothes as much as possible.

"Hold me, don't tear the clothes." Jiang Lai separated Bei Xiaowu's fingers that were pinching his clothes tightly, fearing that he would be cold, so he pinched his hands and reached into the hem of his clothes, and hugged his waist.

Bei Xiaowu had no choice but to follow suit.

With a bang, a wild fluorescent green metal leopard jumped out of the motorcycle modification studio.

With a flash of the car lights, the car bumped up suddenly on the speed bump. Bei Xiaowu's arm around Jiang Lai unconsciously tightened and tightened, and he shouted, "Slow down! You're going to die!"

Under the attention of the depot employees, Jiang Lai drove past with a smile on his face, and the speed of the car slowed down little by little until he got on the road.

Bei Xiaowu was like riding a roller coaster, his heart beat faster, and as soon as he squeezed hard with his fingers, he pinched Jiang Lai's slender and firm side psoas muscles.

"Fuck!" Jiang Lai was pinched in pain, but the feeling was not only pain.

The setting sun illuminated the whole city red, but the small roads in the suburbs were less crowded and orderly.The cold wind was blowing, but my heart gradually warmed up.

Bei Xiaowu sat behind Jiang Lai, hugging him tightly, with half of his body weight on Jiang Lai's body, Jiang Lai not only did not feel uncomfortable, but also felt warm.

This child seems to be warming up a little bit.

Jiang Lai looked up and looked at the mountains in the northern suburbs of the city. There was a protrusion on one of the mountains, a thick pine tree and Beitiangui's cemetery.

Jiang Lai thought, Bei Tiangui agreed to take Bei Xiaowu to ride a bicycle half a month ago, probably because he really wanted to see the scene of his brothers being happy.

"Brother..." Bei Xiaowu called.

"Huh?" Jiang Lai leaned back, slightly tilting his ears.

"Shall we go to the river?"

"What?" The wind was so strong that Jiang Lai couldn't hear Bei Xiaowu's words clearly.

"I said, let's go to the small river, the place where I took you fishing last time. I want to go there." Bei Xiaowu shouted against the wind.

This time Jiang Lai heard it clearly, shook his palm, and slammed the accelerator.

It turned out that unconsciously, the breath of the city and the intricate map had been engraved in Jiang Lai's mind.The small river is just ahead of the road, and Jiang Lai knows it.

It gets dark quickly in winter, and it was already dark when the two of them reached the river.

Jiang Lai parked the car in the grass, and the two sat by the river.

The river was still flowing, making a nice sound, and the river was much narrower and quieter than when they came last time.

The two each found a big rock to sit on, and the light of the distant city softly projected on them, forming a pair of beautiful black silhouettes.

The rare thing in the world belongs to only the two of them, quiet and beautiful.

"Brother..." After an unknown amount of time, Bei Xiaowu called Jiang Lai first.

"En." Jiang Lai quickly responded.

"I don't believe my father died of drunk driving." The boy's voice was hollow but stubborn.

This time Jiang Lai had no choice but to return to Bei Xiaowu quickly, and silently lowered his head, he stretched out his hand and grabbed a stick of dry grass, pinched it in his hand and pulled it one by one.

Drunk driving is not only illegal but also immoral.Bei Xiaowu didn't want his father to be like that, Jiang Lai could understand.

"My dad left a notebook," Bei Xiaowu was struggling with the ticks on the back of the notebook that had been appearing in the small squares of the calendar since October 10th. "He seems to be forcing himself to do something."

"What?" Jiang Lai dropped the last piece of grass in his hand, and pulled out another one.What Bei Xiaowu wanted to say seemed to be different from what he had guessed.

"Today, you also saw it in the depot, the note he pressed under the glass."

Jiang Lai suddenly thought that Bei Xiaowu lied to Song You and Bei Tiangui that they didn't leave the keys, and he had seen Bei Tiangui's relics with his own eyes, and there was clearly a bunch of keys.

"The note says 'Family have a good time', are you familiar with this phrase?"

Jiang Lai doesn't need to deliberately recall, the picture of that day is very clear.

When the two families had dinner together at Bei Xiaowu's house that day, Jiang Lai brought a bottle of wine from home and opened it to honor Bei Tiangui, but Bei Tiangui suddenly announced that he would quit drinking.

"During dinner that day, Aunt Xue said that the family would have a good time in the future. The implication was to ask Dad to quit drinking. I forgot the time of that meal before, but then I thought it was after the midterm exam results were announced, which was almost October 10. "

As he spoke, Bei Xiaowu took out a notebook with a sanded edge from his trouser pocket, and slowly handed it to Jiang Lai in the dark.

Jiang Lai threw away the withered grass in his hand, took the notebook, took out his mobile phone and used the light on the screen to look back and forth.

He couldn't see anything.

In the dark, Bei Xiaowu said: "There is a calendar behind, and he will tick a tick every day starting from October 10th. The note pressed under the glass is torn from this notebook. This time, He must have made up his mind to quit drinking."

Jiang Lai turned to the neatly printed calendar on the last few pages of the notebook.Indeed, as Bei Xiaowu said, starting from October 10th, Bei Tiangui is doing this difficult task that needs to be ticked off.

However, on December 12th, Christmas, Jiang Lai's birthday was never marked.Because that day was not over, he left this world forever.

"My father has said countless times that he wants to quit drinking, and he has failed countless times, but this time, I believe he really wants to quit. Because he wants to be with Aunt Xue, with you, with me, with grandma, and with our family Have a good life. What's more, he used to like wine and cars, but he never drank and drove, never."

A gust of cold wind blew across the countryside, messing up the young man's slightly long hair.Jiang Lai pressed his thumb on his birthday, trying to rationally analyze what Bei Xiaowu said.