Abduct a boy and bring him back

"I'll go back by myself, and I'll be home soon." Ling Huan picked up his bag and got up from the grave, "I forgot to ask the teacher for leave, I'm sorry, I made you worry." He apologized.

Qiao Mohan said in a deep voice, "Okay, I'll wait for you at home."

When he got up in the morning, he was told by his aunt that the child left early in the morning, saying that he had gone to school to make up lessons. Qiao Mohan didn't believe it, but he let him go and went straight to work.

But on the way, I received a call from Ling Huan's class teacher, asking him if he knew where Ling Huan was now, because he didn't come to class in the morning.

Qiao Mohan raised his heart and looked at the time. It was already 09:30. Ling Huan was always sensitive and restless. Sometimes he kept things in his heart and didn't even know what happened.

The man was very frustrated. He had been looking for someone all morning, but he was still unable to start.

Until he heard that he was on the phone and dialed the number, and then heard what he said, Qiao Mohan felt that there was something wrong between them.

He turned the car around and went home, sitting on the sofa waiting for someone.

"Where's Xiaohuan's child? Haven't found it yet?" Aunt Zhang asked worriedly from the side.

Qiao Mohan's expression was a bit ugly, and he calmed down before saying to Aunt Zhang, "I'll be back in a while. I have something to do in the morning, so I forgot to ask for leave."

"That's good, then I'll prepare lunch first, and you can talk to him later, don't quarrel." The aunt explained.

The man smiled consolingly at him, "No...you can go to work first."

As soon as Aunt Zhang entered the kitchen, someone called from downstairs. Qiao Mohan raised his eyebrows. Did he forget the key?

He turned on the video at the door, and it was a girl.

"Hello, I'm Wen You. I called Ling Huan and I'm here to pick Wang Zai up." Wen You said downstairs.

Qiao Mohan pressed the confirmation button to let her in.

The little girl was very polite. When she opened the door, she politely asked if she could come in. Qiao Mohan stood in the entrance, "Come in, Wang Zai is on the balcony."

"You are here. Ling Huan said you were at work, but I thought you were not here." Wen You said.

"Well, I just came back." Qiao Mohan didn't mean to say much, and led her in. "Wangzai's eating, drinking, and diarrhea are normal these days. There is nothing unusual about it. You can take him for regular checkups. His skin doesn't seem to be in good condition."

Wen You's face dimmed for a moment, and then he was a little surprised. Qiao Mohan, who didn't seem to like animals very much, really took care of his Wangzai seriously.

"Okay, thank you and Ling Huan very much, I will."

Wang Zai seemed to be a little bit reluctant. Before he left, he went to Aunt Zhang and walked around. He searched around but didn't see Ling Huan, so he rubbed against Qiao Mohan's leg twice, and obediently followed his master. go out.

Ling Huan came back with a lot of preoccupations, and bent over to change his shoes in the hallway. Qiao Mohan, who was sitting on the sofa, moved his ears and heard the sound, knowing that he was back.

Ling Huan met Wen You with Wang Zai on the way, and the last connection was gone, he really had no reason to continue living here.

If he moved away from here, Qiao Mohan's mother's entry into the house would not be valid, Ling Huan smiled wryly.

He walked into the living room with his head down, a little afraid to look at the man sitting on the sofa.

"I'm back." Ling Huan said in a low voice.

Qiao Mohan raised his eyes to look at him, and pointed to the sofa opposite him, "Take off the bag, sit down and let's talk."

Ling Huan obeyed obediently, took off the bag on his back and put it aside.

The man saw the dirt that was accidentally stained on the backpack, and his eyes crossed something.

Seeing where his eyes went, Ling Huan hurriedly took the bag off the sofa and put it on the floor, "I'll clean it up in a while."

Qiao Mohan's heart was suddenly pinched by his words, and it hurt a lot, "We've been together for so long, why are you still so cautious..."

Ling Huan suddenly lost his voice and was at a loss, not knowing what to do so that the man would not be angry.

"I……"

Qiao Mohan didn't want to force him, "Where did you go in the morning? The class teacher said that you missed an important class, do you know you?"

Ling Huan lowered his eyes, not wanting to show his fragility, he would not let men know about such things as going to see his grandma when he was sad.

"Went to meet a friend..."

The man was a little injured and suddenly weak. He didn't know what happened, why he didn't tell the truth.

"Remember to ask for leave next time, or I can take you there." Qiao Mohan pursed his lips, not wanting to expose his flawed lie, he clearly left a message to his aunt saying that he was going to school to make up lessons, and then the teacher called him to be absent from class up.

"it is good."

None of the words that the two of them had thought up in advance said it out of their mouths.

Sitting in front of the dining table, relatively speechless, Ling Huan kept cooking rice, but Qiao Mohan didn't even move his chopsticks, and didn't serve him vegetables as usual.

Ling Huan knew.

Qiao Mohan was angry.

Having eaten lunch early, Ling Huan went to the bedroom to pack his clothes and stuffed them into his backpack.

The man came in from the outside, with sullen eyebrows, "What are you doing?"

Ling Huan didn't dare to look him in the eyes, "Wang Zai is gone too, it's more convenient for me to go back to school, there are only a few days left."

Qiao Mohan found that he had nothing to refute. Ling Huan was right, he lived here just to take care of Wang Zai.

He turned around and walked out the door, feeling that he needed to calm down, otherwise he didn't know what he would do.

Ling Huan looked at his back, put the clothes in his hands in a panic, "Brother Qiao..."

Qiao Mohan didn't look back, just took the car keys, turned around and left.

Ling Huan felt his heart throbbing suddenly, and he was struggling to breathe, so Qiao Mohan ignored him.

This was the first time that Qiao Mohan didn't accommodate him.

Let him be so unbearable, Ling Huan thought, he was really spoiled.

Aunt Zhang came in and saw him squatting on the ground clutching his chest. She was shocked, "Xiaohuan, what's wrong with you? What's wrong with you?"

When Ling Huan saw the aunt in front of him, he managed to force a smile, put his hands on it, and stood up from the ground, "No, no, nothing is uncomfortable. A button on the clothes fell off. I'm looking for it."

The aunt was dubious, "What button, which button on the clothes, I didn't find it when I washed it..."

Ling Huan shook his head, as if he didn't understand what Auntie said, he turned around and continued to stuff his clothes into the bag.

Aunt Zhang was puzzled, "What are you doing?"

"Huh?" Ling Huan was a little dazed, "What did you say?"

The aunt sighed, "Is there a quarrel? I said why did he look so dark."

Ling Huan smiled very hard, and shook his head, how could he be willing to quarrel with that person, it became like this without a quarrel, and there was no need to quarrel.

Qiao Mohan may still feel that he is baffled.