Night walk

Mo Zhao gently pushed open the bedroom door, a small lamp was left in the bedroom, and Qiao Yixiao slept peacefully on the bed.He walked to the bed and looked down at Qiao Yixiao.Qiao Yixiao's eyelashes were very long, lying quietly in the embrace of her eyelids.He was lying face up, his body covered in the quilt except his face.

For no reason, Mo Zhao reached out to touch his face, but was afraid of waking him up.

Because of that small lamp, Mo Zhao's figure was projected on the wall on the other side, but Mo Zhao didn't know it.

Mo Zhao is not only an adult, but also a 35-year-old adult, and even an adult who has attended many formal occasions with his family since he was a child.From a very young age, he knew what he needed to do when he grew up.It can be said that in his life, at what age, what to learn, what to do, what to like, was determined when he was just born.

His life was boring and long.

When he was young, he hated his parents, his origin and family, and the world.He was madly envious of anyone else, even a beggar on the street.But when he was five years old, when he smothered the cat raised by his grandma to death on his front foot, and was able to cry in panic and call for someone to come over on his back foot, he himself suddenly realized that there was really only one way to go in his life. Sure enough, he was born to play tricks with others.

Grandma and the nannies at home only thought that he was scared and cried. The family would rather believe that the cat died inexplicably than make other assumptions.

Grandma hugged him and coaxed him over and over again, telling him not to cry or be afraid.

He was actually very happy at the time, he thought he was not afraid, the cat scratched him, damn it.

He didn't expect that 30 years later, he would be scratched by a cat again.

He didn't want him to die.

Seeing Qiao Yixiao's pale face and lying motionless on the bed, Mo Zhao had to admit that he felt a little strange.It wasn't fear, it wasn't panic, it wasn't sadness.

It was a feeling he didn't know how to describe.

For 30 years, even at his age, he has often had trouble sleeping through the night.He often dreamed of that cat, the one he had smothered to death.It opened its big round eyes and asked itself over and over again why it was suffocated to death.

Although he pretended to be nonchalant, he actually still remembered the first time he saw Qiao Yixiao.He stood up from the ground in a panic, looked at his palm, and then looked into the car.He knew that Qiao Yixiao wasn't looking at him, and he didn't even know he was there, but he was looking at Qiao Yixiao.

Seeing those round panicked eyes, he suddenly thought of the cat 30 years ago.

The second time, when I looked up and saw those eyes again.

He thought, he wants to keep this cat.

And, this time, he wants to treat the cat well and raise the cat well.

He finally stretched out his hand and stroked Qiao Yixiao's brow with the palm of his hand.

Qiao Yixiao slowly opened his eyes, with the confusion of just waking up in his eyes, he squinted to look at the person who was close at hand.

Mo Zhao sat on the side of the bed and coaxed softly, "Good boy, go on sleeping."

Qiao Yixiao dazedly closed his eyes again, but after more than a minute, he opened them again.This time, his eyes were full of clarity.

Mo Zhao knew that Qiao Yixiao woke up.He withdrew his palm.

Qiao Yixiao looked at him, but didn't speak.

Mo Zhao said, "Does it hurt?"

"It hurts." Qiao Yixiao felt that there was no need to be brave.

"Then how many days will you rest before going to school?"

"not good."

"why?"

"Teachers and students don't have a good impression of me."

"We have such a good night, who wouldn't like you?"

Qiao Yixiao raised the corners of her mouth and smiled mockingly, unwilling to speak any more.Still can't talk to this man properly, he thought.

But Mo Zhao said again: "Next semester, I will help you change your major."

Qiao Yixiao, who had closed his eyes again, suddenly opened them and stared at him.

Mo Zhao sighed, "Baby, as long as you are happy, I will be happy."

Hearing what he said, Qiao Yixiao's heart became cold again.Mo Zhao has always been good at acting, who knows what he really thinks.Changing majors next semester, who knows where they will be next semester?Who knows if Mo Zhao will let him continue to go to school next semester?Before he made such a fuss in order to change majors, he didn't let go.He really couldn't believe that he said such a thing so easily now.

Besides, he was disheartened at the moment, no matter what major he studied, it no longer had any meaning.

People's hearts are mostly transparent in Mo Zhao's eyes, and Mo Zhao can clearly see Qiao Yixiao's mental state.Mo Zhao originally thought that Qiao Yixiao would be happier after he said this, but he didn't expect to be so indifferent, even a little depressed.He bent down, touched Qiao Yixiao's brow again, and asked him, "Are you hungry?"

Qiao Yixiao shook his head.

"Go on to sleep then."

Qiao Yixiao doesn't know how the two of them should get along with each other now. He really doesn't want to talk to this person, but what can he do if he doesn't talk to him? He doesn't want to see this person standing in front of him all the time.He sighed secretly, and said, "Go to sleep too."

Mo Zhao's eyes curled up, and he said softly, "Honey, I'm not sleepy."

Qiao Yixiao shivered, feeling goosebumps coming out again, and she didn't want to talk to him at all.

"I'll help you take a good leave of absence and go to school next week."

"Go to school tomorrow." Qiao Yixiao was unwilling.

Mo Zhao took a step back, "The day after tomorrow." After finishing speaking, he continued: "The day after tomorrow at the earliest."

Qiao Yixiao really wanted to talk to him in a nice voice, but in such a way of talking, in which he couldn't make any decisions, how could he talk to Mo Zhao well? !He closed his eyes angrily.

Mo Zhao sat for a while, seeing that Qiao Yixiao was completely unwilling to open his eyes, he stood up and said, "Then I'm going out."

Qiao Yixiao thought to himself, what the hell are you pretending to be a good person.This is your house, your home.

"Xiaoxiao." Mo Zhao called him again.

He ignored it.

"Xiaoxiao." Mo Zhao called again.

Qiao Yixiao opened her eyes irritably and asked him, "What's the matter?"

"Say 'good night' to me, please."

Qiao Yixiao looked at him with a frown, wanting to scold him for being shameless.But he knew that Mo Zhao was a particularly difficult person, and finally opened his mouth to say "good night", and then Mo Zhao walked out with a smile.

Before Qiao Yixiao could breathe a sigh of relief, Mo Zhao suddenly walked in again.

Qiao Yixiao frowned tightly, Mo Zhao walked to the bedside, looked down at him, "I forgot to tell you."

"what's up."

"Until your hands are completely healed, I won't touch you again."

Qiao Yixiao looked at him, and he felt that Mo Zhao must really hope that he would appreciate him after hearing this, because he had such an expression of begging for gratitude and praise on his face.But why should he let this pervert get his wish?The one who made the mistake was obviously Mo Zhao!

Then he said "hmm" again.

Mo Zhao was still standing, looking at him.

He simply said again: "Good night."

"baby--"

Before Mo Zhao could finish speaking, he pulled up the quilt to cover his head, refusing to communicate with him.

Although this exchange did not meet Mo Zhao's expectations at all.But he knew that his kitten Joe really suffered this time.He touched Qiao Yixiao's head again through the quilt, and said softly, "Good night."

Finally, without saying anything, he turned around and closed the door to leave.

Only then did Qiao Yixiao tear off the quilt, and there was still the smell of Mo Zhao in the air, which was so annoying that he couldn't fall asleep at all.

If a person is hurt, and he deliberately comforts him afterwards, the hurt will disappear quickly and cease to exist?

Mo Zhao really regarded him as a cat.

That's why he coaxed him like this.

Mo Zhao is really used to being superior.

That's why you think you can easily change other people's emotions.

The next morning, Aunt Dong didn't come to wake him up, and he slept until he woke up naturally.The night before, after Mo Zhao left, it took him a long time to fall asleep.Therefore, when he woke up again at this moment, he didn't need to look at the time, he knew it should be quite late.

The curtains in the room still block out the light tightly.

He propped up the bed and sat up, went to open the curtains, and then the gauze curtains.The weather outside was very good. He squinted his eyes for a while, then stretched out his hand and opened the window again. A few bursts of cold and sweet autumn wind blew in his face, and the gauze curtain fluttered slightly.

However, Qiao Yixiao took a few deep breaths of the outside air, and finally became clearer.

He looked downstairs and saw a small osmanthus tree.He leaned on the window and stretched out more, trying to take a closer look.He felt that what Auntie Dong said was right, the garden was very beautiful, and there were many seasonal chrysanthemums, which bloomed very lively.

Even though he is depressed, seeing such a scene, he feels that the world is much better.

There was a stranger in the garden who was watering the flowers. Aunt Dong was watching and talking to him from time to time.

From a distance, Qiao Yixiao couldn't hear what they were saying.

Some time ago, living in an ordinary small apartment, under Qiao Yixiao's deliberate neglect, Mo Zhao didn't come here often, and he often felt that he was not taken care of.As long as he doesn't look in the mirror and see what he looks like now, he can still deceive himself and others.But at this time, living in such a house, seeing more and more people working around him, Mozhao paid them a salary.

He can no longer hide his ears and steal his bell.

Without looking in the mirror or looking at everything in the room, he also knows what he looks like.

Aunt Dong looked up, saw him, laughed immediately, and said loudly, "Are you awake? I'll be right here!"

Qiao Yixiao nodded to her.

Aunt Dong turned her head and walked towards the gate. The person who was still tidying up the flowers and plants in the garden looked up at him and smiled respectfully at him.

Qiao Yixiao retracted her body, closed the window, and didn't want to look any more.

Aunt Dong made chestnut soup for him, "I also made it last night, but you fell asleep and didn't finish it. I'll make it for you again today, try it quickly."

"Thank you, Auntie." After thanking Qiao Yixiao, she picked up a spoon and began to eat.

Aunt Dong saw that he had eaten a few mouthfuls, so she knew that he liked it, and said: "Let's make a cushion first, it will be time for lunch soon."

"Okay." Qiao Yixiao ate half of the bowl and was about to put down the spoon.Sensing something tugging at him at the bend of his leg, he looked down and saw that Kui Kui's front paws were grabbing his pants.His eyes finally lit up, and so did his voice, "You're here."

Aunt Dong finally breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately said: "Yesterday you were sleeping all the time, so you didn't dare to let him play with you."

Qiao Yixiao reached out and grabbed him, put him on the table, and looked at him carefully for a moment, "Auntie, I haven't seen him for a few days, does Kui Kui seem to have grown up?"

Aunt Dong smiled and said, "How many days? It's only a day or two."

Qiao Yixiao murmured: "Is it only a day or two?" Why did he feel that it had been a long time, and why did the days go by so slowly.

Although Aunt Dong didn't know exactly what happened, but seeing that his mental state had not been good and that he had just returned from the hospital, she knew that he must be unhappy.Seeing him say such words at this moment made me feel uncomfortable, but there was nothing I could do.Then he said: "The kitten grows fast and looks different every day." In fact, she has never raised a cat before, so she just talked nonsense, just to comfort Qiao Yixiao.

Qiao Yixiao had never raised him before, so when he heard this, he said, "Really." He reached out to touch Kui Kui's eyebrows, and Kui Kui narrowed his eyes and leaned into his hand.He smiled again, and Aunt Dong's heart settled down. She thought, no wonder she asked her to go back and bring the cat. Sure enough, only cats can make him happy.

"Auntie, how do you raise a cat?" Qiao Yixiao asked again.

"Oh, Auntie has never raised a cat. If you ask me, I really don't know what to do."

Qiao Yixiao lowered her head again, looked at Kui Kui standing on the table, and asked him, "How should I raise you?"

From Aunt Dong's point of view, Qiao Yixiao had already recovered, so she showed a relaxed smile.

In this way, a sunny autumn noon in this restaurant is not bad.