Abduct a boy and bring him back

After drying his hair, Ling Huan actually woke up. Qiao Mohan hugged him very tightly. After turning off the light, he secretly opened his eyes. He didn't want to sleep on purpose, but he was afraid that he would rely on Men like to play small temper.

He was also afraid that men would find out that he was very narrow-minded. Even after he explained that Qi Yu was his child, he still felt uncomfortable.

I didn't feel it before, but now Ling Huan feels that his heart is really small, and he can hardly hold anything.

Although there was no early self-study, Ling Huan still sneaked out of bed at five o'clock, afraid of waking Qiao Mohan, he went to the bathroom outside to wash up. When passing by the living room, Qi Yu was still sleeping with the quilt in his arms. Ling Huan He tidied himself up lightly, then opened the door and left.

The temperature has been very low these days, and going out this time is basically the coldest time of the day, Ling Huan felt that he had a psychological problem, he felt that he could not fit into Qiao Mohan's circle.

Whether it's Qi Yu or Xia Yifei, Yu Ming and the others.

As he walked, snowflakes fluttered down. He pulled the zipper of his down jacket to the highest point, and walked forward slowly with his mouth hidden in his collar. He didn't see his hand reaching out. The light in the living room of Qiao Mohan's apartment didn't know when it would turn on up.

Qi Yu went in and took a look at Qiao Mohan who was still asleep, and felt that the way Qiao Mohan and Ling Huan got along with each other was really a mystery, and Qiao Mohan, who was frozen to death early in the morning, also had the heart to let his baby alone people go to school?

"Hey, Qiao Mohan, wake up!" Qi Yu went up to wake someone up, "You don't know how to send your baby to school in such a cold day..."

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Ling Huan sat on a bench at the subway station, stomping his feet back and forth. This year is really much colder than usual.

Apart from the tramp next to him, he was the only one in the station. The sudden bell rang, and Ling Huan's ears moved. He was flushed red from the cold. He took out his phone from his pocket, At this point, the only person who will call him is Qiao Mohan.

The homeless man sleeping on the cardboard box next to him turned over irritatedly, and Ling Huan had to step aside to answer the phone, "Hello?"

"Where have you been?"

Ling Huan glanced at the time and heard the man's strong nasal voice, "...at the subway station."

"Come out, I'm outside." Qiao Mohan said.

Ling Huan hung up the phone, wondering why a person who had slept soundly woke up suddenly.

As soon as he got up, he saw the man's car and the people sitting in it. They seemed to be coming out in a hurry. He opened the door and went up, "What are you doing? It's so cold, didn't you say I'm taking the subway Well."

The heater in the car was fully turned on, the man stretched out his hands without saying a word, covering Ling Huan's red ears from the cold, angry and distressed.

No matter what Ling Huan said along the way, the man didn't answer. Ling Huan got off the car at the gate of the school. Qiao Mo let him say everything and drove away. Ling Huan was so wronged that he looked at the back of the man's car. I don't know if it's cold or painful.

He turned around and walked into the school. It was only six o'clock, everyone was still sleeping, the classroom door was not open, and he was afraid of disturbing their sleep when he went back to the dormitory, so he could only stand in a daze at the door of the classroom.

When Qiao Mohan came back with a hot breakfast, he saw such a scene.

"What's the matter? Didn't open the door?" He frowned and asked him.

Ling Huan was a little overwhelmed, he didn't know why the man came back, he was a little scared, and he didn't seem to tell Qiao Mohan that the morning self-study was temporarily cancelled...

The man saw that his face was not right, "tell me, what's going on?"

Ling Huan faltered and told the truth, which made Qiao Mohan very angry.

"Ling Huan, you keep telling me, what have you been up to since last night?"

Ling Huan's lips trembled, a little afraid to look into the man's eyes, "...I didn't."

A student came slowly not far away, who looked like he got up early to study, walked up to them from far to near, looked at them curiously, took the key and opened the door to enter.

Seeing him go in, Ling Huan turned his head to explain something, when a few more students came from behind.

The man's face was gloomy, and he stuffed the breakfast in his hand, "Go to class, I'll go back first." Qiao Mohan turned and left.

Ling Huan stood at the door with cold hands and feet, carrying the breakfast that the man bought for him. For a moment, he couldn't believe it. It seemed that this was the first time Qiao Mohan was angry with him.

Is he too much?

Do you hate him?

Overnight, many thoughts flooded Ling Huan's mind, he swallowed hard, turned around and walked into the classroom.

He has been holding a breakfast box in a trance all morning.

The eyes of the classmates and the teacher all looked at Ling Huan strangely. During the big break, Qin Feng really couldn't stand it anymore, so he dragged him to the dormitory.

When the door of the dormitory was closed and there were only two people left, Ling Huan put down the things in his hands and said to Qin Feng, "Please help me ask the teacher for leave, I feel a little uncomfortable."

Qin Feng asked him, "Did you quarrel with Brother Qiao?"

Ling Huan shook his head, not knowing what to say.

"If you want to open up, learning is the most important thing now..." Qin Feng said something very pertinent.

Ling Huan smiled and said he understood, "Hurry up and go to class, let Fatty bring you lunch."

Qin Feng's eyes moved, and he was so sad that he could still think of his lunch. This person is really stupid and makes people sad.

"Then go to sleep and adjust, we don't have much time."

"Okay." Ling Huan responded.

Ling Huan slept very deeply this time. He felt that he was really sick. After grandma left, he got a disease that couldn't be done without Qiao Mohan.

In the evening, he hugged the quilt and sat up, not sure whether he loved that man too much, or was too afraid of losing him, or because he was too disturbed to grab the only straw around him to keep him from leaving.

Qin Feng came back at night and brought him a meal. Ling Huan didn't have an appetite, so he didn't get up.

The fat man who always talked the most also got up early with winks and didn't come over to disturb him.

Ling Huan slept all day, and Qiao Mohan didn't even contact him. He sent a message to Qiao Mohan at [-] o'clock in the evening, but the other party never replied. At first he was anxious, but gradually, the phone automatically ran out of power. Shut down, he didn't look forward to it.

At five o'clock in the morning, Ling Huan got up to wash up lightly, took the key that the fat man put on the table and went back to the classroom, trying to divert his attention to recite books or something, but it turned out that he overestimated himself and couldn't see anything .

The eyes are watching, but the mouth does not know what he is reading...

He glanced at the classmates who were endorsing in every corner, and Ling Huan panicked.

He is not the first person in the class to get up, and when everyone is working hard, he can't do anything.

Ling Huan was helpless.