The tyrant and his petite flower

Someone passed by by chance on the road, and the two stood at the door of the pet breeding station.

Xiao Mu tucked his coat into his arms and walked into the shop.

"I adopted this cat." Xiao Mu walked to where Chen Moyun could see, squatted halfway in front of the cage, and lightly touched the injured kitten's head, "Poor little one, the veterinarian said its claws might be It's never going to get better."

Chen Moyun also stepped forward, stared at its motionless front paws, nodded and said: "The little guy is really pitiful."

The kitten seemed quite human. Hearing the two talking about him, his big eyes sparkled. He looked at Chen Moyun aggrievedly and let out a meow.

Hearing it bark like this, Chen Moyun's heart melted, and he couldn't help reaching into the cage to stroke its fur. The kitten didn't resist, but straightened its neck, and barked a few times with a look of enjoyment.

"It seems that it likes you quite a bit." Ms. Li came over, "Our breeder usually feeds it cat food, but every time it is caught, one hand is hurt."

"Why is its claw injured?" Xiao Mu asked what Chen Moyun also wanted to know.

"This cat is actually an abandoned baby. When I picked it up at the garbage dump, it was only three months old. It was only a little skinny. It looked very pitiful. Its paws were pressed under the broken sofa. After a long time, I brought it back. I kept it for a few days, but it always refused to get close to me." Ms. Li said.

Foundling.

Chen Moyun's heart softened suddenly, he retracted the hand that was stroking the kitten, looked at Xiao Mu and said, "Can I take this cat home?"

Xiao Mu smiled slightly: "Okay, I believe you will take good care of it."

Hearing this, Ms. Li got up immediately and hurried to find him a litter box and a cat teasing stick. Chen Moyun looked up and saw that there was a litter box on top of the stacked empty iron cages, so he tiptoed to enough.

Unexpectedly, the small hole in the middle of the litter box was hanging on the iron wire of the cage. Chen Moyun pulled hard, and the iron cage fell off.

The cages were piled up like a stack of arhats, and the whole body was moved by a hair, and there was a wall of cages shaking together, and they were about to hit Chen Moyun's body.

He couldn't dodge, because the house was not big, and the furthest distance was only one meter, so he would still be hit by it.

Chen Moyun immediately turned around and covered his head with his arms.

He closed his eyes resignedly.

Before it was too late, Xiao Mu took a step forward and hugged him, protecting the back of his head with his palms, pressing his head into his arms, and hugged him tightly.

Chen Moyun only heard a "cough", which passed through the resonance of his chest, and Xiao Mu couldn't help but groaned in pain.

The cage hit Xiao Mu's back straight, but Chen Moyun was safe and sound.

Ms. Li came over and saw the mess on the ground, she was so surprised that her jaw almost dropped to the ground.

Chen Moyun raised his head and glanced at Xiao Mu, he gritted his teeth, his eyebrows twitched in pain.

The smell of sunlight mixed with soapy water on Xiao Mu's body faintly lingered on the tip of his nose, and his embrace was generous and warm, which made people feel particularly at ease.

"What's the matter with you?" He found that Xiao Mu hadn't moved for a long time, maintaining the posture of holding him, frowning and straight waist, unable to move for a long time.

"It's okay. Just as long as you're fine." Xiao Mu's eyes curled up, revealing a difficult smile.

I went to the hospital for examination and took an X-ray, only to find out that it was only a spinal injury.The doctor prescribed medicine to let Xiao Mu take a rest, but because he couldn't lie down, he had to lie on the bed, took off his shirt, and asked the doctor to rub the medicine on him.

Although he is thin, he has muscles.Triceps, rhomboids, trapezius, deltoids.Every piece is distinct.

Xiao Mu lay on the bed in pain and could only breathe in. Seeing Chen Moyun staring at him, he could only comfort him with a grin: "It's not a problem, it's not a problem."

Chen Moyun didn't know what to say, so he went downstairs silently to buy him porridge with preserved egg and lean meat, and brought it up.

Seeing him coming back, Xiao Mu's eyes lit up: "Just now, I thought you were gone."

"I didn't leave. I was afraid that you would be hungry, so I brought you this." Chen Moyun opened the plastic cover and put it on the table. The fresh porridge gave off heat and smelled very fragrant.

Xiao Mu felt hungry when he smelled it, Chen Moyun scooped up a spoonful and brought it to his mouth, he opened his mouth and swallowed it without even chewing.

The result gave hot facial twitches.

Chen Moyun smiled: "I'll show you off."

I took a breath and let it cool down for a while before feeding it to him.

Xiao Mu ate it up spoon by spoon, and sighed contentedly.

"You are injured, you should call Fang Qin, otherwise she should be worried." Chen Moyun saw that it was getting late, and it was hard for him to stay in the hospital all the time.

"No need. I'm in a cold war with her." Xiao Mu frowned when he mentioned Fang Qin.

"What's the matter?" Chen Moyun vaguely had an answer in his heart, but he didn't hear what he said, so he still didn't dare to guess about it.

So Xiao Mu roughly told Chen Moyun about it.

What he said was not very clear. After all, it is not so glorious for a man to be cuckolded, and he only doubted it for a while, and Fang Qin had no real reason for him to catch him.

But Chen Moyun understood, because it was clear to the bystanders, he understood that it was Xiao Mu who found out about Cheng An'an and Fang Qin.

He lowered his head, put down the box with a little porridge left in his hand, and said without thinking: "Xiao Mu, do you know Cheng An'an?"

"The editor who lives across from you?"

Xiao Mu raised his eyebrows and said, "She's quite cheerful, what's wrong?"

Xiao Mu thought of Cheng An'an's heartless smile and boyish short hair. He didn't understand why Chen Moyun mentioned her suddenly, so he gave a questioning look.

"It looks like a very cheerful girl. She is carefree and very cute." Chen Moyun paused, "At first I thought she was very different from me. She should be full of sunshine and vigor Vigorously growing sunflowers, life will always be blue sky and white clouds.”

"But in fact, in this world, everyone has wounds, but some people's wounds are hidden in places you can't see."

"An'an is a very strong girl, she can do everything for love, but I can't live on these things at all, so I like her very much, she has many things that I don't have."

"I hope she can get true love, because she deserves to be loved."

The more Xiao Mu listened, the more confused he became, and he interrupted his words with a frown: "And then?"

Chen Moyun hesitated, recalling the past events that Cheng Anan had told him.

Chen Moyun had seen the photos of Cheng An'an in primary and junior high school. In the photos at that time, she had long hair and shawls, and she had a sweet smile.A smile reveals two shallow dimples.

The most popular in the class is also this kind of gentle, lovely girl with a soft smile.So Cheng Anan was very popular in the class at that time.

Junior high school students now recall her impressions back then, and most of the male students would blush.

An An's family background is good, and her parents run a big business. She has lived in a princess room that is so big that she has lived in it since she was a child, and she really lives like a princess.

It's just that her parents don't come home very often.

When she was a child, her parents often quarreled, and when they quarreled, they began to clamor about property division.

Every time Cheng Anan avoided their quarrel, when she calculated that the two of them would definitely go home on Friday afternoon, and there would be a fight to quarrel, she stayed in class to do homework on that day.Wait until seven or eight o'clock before leaving.

The little girl writes very slowly, each stroke is neat and tidy, and she traces the copybook after finishing her homework.

Grandpa was good at writing, and taught her to recite poems since she was a child: "Bright and white horses, in the valley of the sky, a bunch of grass is born, and its people are like jade."

So when An An was 12 years old, she was able to write beautiful lowercase letters with hairpin flowers, and the teachers were amazed.

After tracing the copybook, she went home with her schoolbag on her back.

There were very few people on the road, and most of the classmates went back early together, and she was the only one kicking pebbles on the road.

When passing by a small alley, several high school students teased her badly: "Hey, little sister is alone? Come and play with brother."

These high school students would stand by the side of the road every day after school, and An An was already used to them.

Every time she passed, she whistled everywhere.

"Little sister, why are you so cute?" One of the high school students was the most ferocious, with a swollen face and hair covering half of his face. He seemed to be the leader. He walked out of several people and smiled flirtatiously at An An. smiled.

An'an lowered her head and quickly started to run.

The man stepped on a motorcycle, caught up with An An, and then said in front of An An: "Little sister, what are you running, my brother will not bully you."

"Really?" An An raised her small face and stared at him with big innocent eyes.

The man's eyes were squeezed to the point where there was only a slit left by the pile of fat. He laughed and dragged An An into the car.

At the entrance of the dark alley, several high school students surrounded An An and pressed her against the wall.

She opened her big eyes in panic, not knowing what the next thing this group of people were going to do would mean to her.

All she remembers is that her little pink dress was torn and her hair was scratched and messed up.

The pain made her scream, and it was useless to cry at the top of her throat.

She felt like she was going to die.

But she didn't die, she could only live in humiliation.

She couldn't see how many people it was, and finally they all lifted their pants and stood up, teasing and saying something incomprehensible: "Damn, it's still fun for little girls, so fucking tight."

"It's killing me."

"It's so fucking cool."

When he got home, his parents were shocked when they saw their daughter like this.

Later, when the police asked her for details, An An was beaten to death and refused to answer.

Because those explicit interrogation topics are like raping her again.

So those minors did not get the punishment they deserved.

She then dropped out and took a break for over a year.

Then she went to study abroad, cut her hair, and became a vicious little sister.

No one dared to mess with her, and she became Cheng An'an again whom no one knew.

"Maybe you don't know Fang Qin at all." Chen Moyun said firmly, "In fact, she has been using An An's feelings."

The author has something to say:

At first, some little angels didn't understand why Ah Mo didn't tell An An about it in time.In fact, this kind of thing is the same as when you learn that your best friend's boyfriend is cheating. There is no way to make a clear judgment in a short time, whether you should tell her or not.Ah Mo felt sorry for An An at the time, so he didn't tell her immediately.