Little Wolf Cub of the Ginger Demon King

Bei Xiaowu couldn't tell what mood he was in, so he felt weird.That kind of feeling is a bit like the crispy ice cream that I could only eat once in a long time when I was a child. I was suddenly bitten off by someone who still didn't know me, and I felt uncomfortable.

Jiang Lai acted recklessly on the dancing machine, causing a small circle of audience around to scream and applaud.When the song that sounded terribly long to Bei Xiaowu finally ended, Jiang Lai reluctantly gave a high-five to the boy next to him, and then punched again, before getting off the machine with a smile.

When he walked through the crowd to Bei Xiaowu, Bei Xiaowu finally made a perfunctory smile on his stiff face.

"Did you see it? This is called dancing." Jiang Lai raised his eyebrows proudly, the tip of his nose and temples were already wet with sweat, and he exhaled puffs of hot air from the collar of his sweater.

That is the special flavor of Jiang Lai, a light mint scent mixed with a little turpentine oil for coloring.

"Hmph." Bei Xiaowu breathed out from his nostrils, and curled the corners of his lips feebly.

Jiang Lai thought, it's over, maybe it's because his dancing skills are so good that he hurt the children's self-esteem.He quickly grabbed Bei Xiaowu's shoulder.

"I invite you to eat ice cream." Jiang Lai smiled.

Bei Xiaowu shook his head, "My grandma forbids me to eat ice."

"Then what do you want to eat?"

"Crispy ice cream."

"Crispy ice cream is not ice, is it?"

"No ice..." Bei Xiaowu paused, swallowing dryly, "Better than ice cream."

"That's fine."

The two came out of the game hall, and there happened to be an ice cream shop at the door.Jiang Lai kept his word, went in and ordered two crispy ice cream with chocolate hazelnuts.

Da Dong held the ice cream on the road, looking a little silly, so neither of them unpacked it, and walked towards the small garden at the end of Electronics Street tacitly.

There are many trees in the garden. Although the dead branches and leaves are full of depression, there is a relatively private corner where you can bask in the sun and eat ice cream while blowing the wind. If you ignore the temperature, it is very comfortable.

"Delicious." Jiang Lai peeled off the package and took a bite, "Ice cream in winter is more delicious than ice cream in summer."

Bei Xiaowu smiled, took a bite and put it in his mouth, smacking the taste carefully.

Three days later, the younger brother called Bei Xiaowu's mobile phone and asked him to pick up the phone.

"Is it fixed?" Bei Xiaowu originally thought it would take a long time.

The repair guy smiled, "It looks bad on the outside, but the hardware inside is all good when you open it, but the screen and casing are replaced, it's still a solid domestic machine."

Bei Xiaowu said thank you several times in a row, and ran to find Jiang Lai.

The noon sun was very good, slanting in through the old wooden lattice windows, illuminating a small area of ​​Jiang Lai's desk.Jiang Lai was standing with his sketchbook, drawing and painting.

In the drawing book, the boy was sleeping on his stomach, with a long and beautiful neck.There is also a close-up of the hand next to it, with distinct and lifelike textures.

Jiang Lai didn't know when, as soon as he picked up the sketchbook, he started to draw this scene unconsciously. Every time he closed the pen, he felt perfect, but when he opened the sketchbook next time, he could find too many problems.

He drew one by one, and stopped suddenly a few times to ask himself why there were so many exercises to do, but he chose to draw Bei Xiaowu sleeping on the table.

Later, he convinced himself, probably because he stood by the boy's side long enough that day so he could observe carefully enough.

When the desk became dark, Jiang Lai closed the sketchbook abruptly, and the charcoal pencil on his fingers scratched the picture.

"What's the painting? It's so mysterious." Bei Xiaowu was anxious to talk about the mobile phone, but when he saw Jiang Lai's cover-up, he suddenly became curious.

"No." Jiang Lai seemingly casually threw the drawing book on the bookshelf behind him.

With a stride, Bei Xiaowu stopped the drawing book in his hand.

It's over, lose your life!Most of the notebooks were little kids, but they were caught on the spot by the little kids. It's almost embarrassing, Jiang Lai thought.

Bei Xiaowu flipped through the pages one by one, reading carefully, but shook his head while watching.

"What do you mean?" Jiang Lai felt a hot current crawling from the base of the ears to the cheeks.

"It's terrible, do you still miss Sun Jing? You're so infatuated." Bei Xiaowu slapped the book on the table, curled his lips, "Enough is enough, I have someone I like, and he's a straight man."

"Hmph." Jiang Lai was a little funny, the blush on his face faded quickly, thinking that this kid was not only out of tune, uncoordinated with his hands and feet, but also had poor aesthetics, and he couldn't even recognize the person in the painting.

"Okay, okay, what's the matter with you?" Jiang Lai pushed the notebook aside.

"The phone is repaired, let's go get it together?" Bei Xiaowu said and clenched his fist slightly.

"Okay, it's pretty fast." Jiang Lai touched the motorcycle key in his trouser pocket, turned around and put on his coat.

Originally, Jiang Lai planned to get a motorcycle driver's license for Xiao Qi after he got a license plate, and ride it on the street in an upright manner.But I have already promised Ha|Toad to exchange this car. I don’t know when Ozaki will not be his own, so I want to touch two more.

"Riding a bike?" Bei Xiaowu asked when the two walked under the awning where Ozaki was placed.

Jiang Lai smiled, "Do you want to ride? I'll teach you."

Jiang Lai could tell that Bei Xiaowu was tempted.Most boys at this age are interested in things that are mechanical and full of speed.

"No," Bei Xiaowu shook his head vigorously, "I'm afraid I'll be forced to carry you again after I've learned it. I'm too tired."

"Hey!" Jiang Lai stretched out his hand and flicked Bei Xiaowu with his finger, and suddenly found that the child had grown taller, bolder, and sharp-tongued.

"Then let's go, take the bus." Jiang Lai touched Ozaki's head, thinking that his chances of riding a bicycle were running out, and he was reluctant to part.

In the dilapidated mobile phone repair shop in Electronics Street, the repairing brother was eating a bowl of braised noodles. When he saw Bei Xiaowu and Jiang Lai coming, he quickly covered the lunch box and put the rice aside, wiped his mouth and opened the drawer.

Bei Tiangui's mobile phone has a new look, and the little brother cleverly pasted a screensaver on it.

"Everything should be there, you are so lucky." The little brother sent the phone back, crackling and calculating the cost on the calculator.

Jiang Lai was ready not to bargain no matter how much he paid, and urged Bei Xiaowu to quickly check the phone communication records.

Bei Xiaowu's fingertips trembled slightly, he picked up the phone and slid open the interface.The screen saver of Bei Tiangui's previous mobile phone was a photo of him and his grandma during Chinese New Year. Both of them were beaming in red coats.The current mobile phone screen has been replaced with the one that comes with the system, which makes Bei Xiaowu not believe it is still the previous mobile phone.

Jiang Lai paid the money and thanked him.The repair boy saw that the two children were very cheerful, so he kindly asked: "Do you want to see the communication records?"

"Ok?"

"I thought you wanted photos. Just checking the communication records is not worth spending so much money to repair the phone. Just go to the online business hall to check it out. It can be kept for six months."

Jiang Lai and Bei Xiaowu looked at each other for a while, blaming them for only using the mobile phone as a clue, but forgetting to solve the problem fundamentally.

"Thank you." Bei Xiaowu and Jiang Lai went out awkwardly.

The screen saver of the painted green mobile phone brightens, dims and brightens again.It was still in the small garden where they ate ice cream together last time, Jiang Lai urged Bei Xiaowu to take a quick look.

Now that all repairs have been completed, the money cannot be wasted.

"Come on." Bei Xiaowu handed the phone to Jiang Lai.

Jiang Lai opened it and clicked on the communication record directly.

According to the address book, Bei Tiangui has only had one phone call after four o'clock in the afternoon. Both Bei Xiaowu and Jiang Lai are familiar with that phone number, and it belongs to the old lady You Lianhua.

Judging from the communication time, it is almost like calling home and telling my mother to go home for dinner at night and want to eat wontons.

After that, there will be nothing.

Bei Xiaowu was a little frustrated. It turned out that no one called his father on the day of his accident.But Jiang Lai clearly realized something was wrong.

"The communication records have been deleted." Jiang Lai said.

"What?" Bei Xiaowu thought he heard it wrong.

"Your father's mobile phone communication records have been deleted. Before self-study that night, he called me, but there is no record here. It means that it was deleted."

An ominous premonition rose in Jiang Lai's heart. If he said that everything he did before was just to let Bei Xiaowu untie his knot, at this moment he really realized that the matter was not simple.

"Evening self-study starts at 12 o'clock..." Jiang Lai quickly opened his mobile phone. Fortunately, his mobile phone memory is large enough, and he is too lazy to delete records. He quickly found out that Bei Tiangui called on December 25th. His exact time, "He called me at six forty in the afternoon."

Jiang Lai put his mobile phone in front of Bei Xiaowu, "Look, there is a record. He asked me if I would send the car home at night or go out for a ride. I want to go for a ride, and then suggested to take you, he agreed."

Bei Xiaowu held two mobile phones, his pupils beating rapidly.Ever since he realized that something was wrong, he seemed to be in a half-dream and half-awake state, and dared not say anything except Jiang Lai to outsiders.

While making the worst guesses, on the other hand, he kept hinting that he was probably just thinking wildly.

But now, the reality is in front of us. A high-quality mobile phone can still be used if it is broken into pieces and replaced with a different screen. It is impossible to just lose a communication record.There's no explanation for this other than it's artificial.

Bei Xiaowu took a deep breath, his heart was beating so fast that his voice trembled and he couldn't help shivering.

"Brother," Bei Xiaowu turned sideways slowly, looking into Jiang Lai's eyes, "Is it a system problem? Could it be a system problem?"

Jiang Laimo bit his lower lip silently. The winter sun was gentle and warm, but he still couldn't resist the biting cold wind. Jiang Lai didn't know how to respond to this child, but the innate sixth sense told him, This is definitely not a coincidence.

"Give me the mobile phone!" Jiang Lai took the mobile phone from Bei Xiaowu, and quickly entered Bei Tiangui's mobile phone number in the online business hall. It is too easy to verify this. The repair brother just said that the communication records can be kept for six months of.