C position study, God chooses the way

The other shop assistants didn't come over, but they were also paying attention to the movement here.

The manager is not here today.

The store is relatively empty because it is a weekday.

So everyone didn't bother to care about the lady clerk who was chatting with the customer, anyway, they were indeed related, and the customer didn't show any impatient expression.

Mu Heng smiled rather coldly.

He said, "Ke Han, change your shoes first."

Ke Han froze for a moment, then nodded.

He didn't think too much about it.

But when he was about to enter the locker room to change his shoes, Mu Heng followed him and entered the cubicle directly with him.

"sorry."

Before Ke Han could ask Mu Heng what he was doing, he heard Mu Heng's apology.

The locker room is locked.

The dressing room here is a special closed compartment, and there is a quiet vent above the head, and the extremely subtle sound of the wheels is constantly coming out.

Mu Heng pressed the switch but did not turn on the light.

It was pitch black in the locker room.

Ke Han hesitated for a second: "Why are you apologizing?"

Mu Heng: "I'm causing you trouble."

In the darkness, Ke Han's expression was slightly confused: "But, you didn't find me troublesome before."

Mu Heng: "...This is not the same thing."

Ke Han: "That's the same thing."

He paused, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and calmly held it in front of Mu Heng.

turn on.

There is nothing that should not be seen.

Ke Han pointed to the "Peak Competition" among many apps, and said word by word: "Look, you turned me, who can't even read math problems, into a...a..."

Despite the inexplicable pain in his conscience, Ke Han continued: "A person who loves mathematics."

"Mathematics is fun."

Yeah, he's known since he was three years old.

Mu Heng smiled: "I never thought of asking you to thank me."

Ke Han: "I still remember an allusion in the materials you asked me to memorize. A person who is a good person but refuses the reward that others must give him is scolded by his teacher. Because if that person does not accept the reward, Then he is indeed a good person. But this is not a good way to encourage everyone to be good."

Mu Heng's Adam's apple slipped slightly.

He seemed to want to say something to refute Ke Han, but he didn't say a word in the end, because Ke Han was right, or the allusion was right.

and many more……

By the way, what did he want to do just now?

First of all, it is ruled out to press Ke Han into the locker room to silence him.

Second...he couldn't remember.

The two of them confronted each other for a while in the locker room without opening their mouths, until this strange aphasic environment was broken by an external voice.

"Du Du Du Du... Hey, Junior Brother! The teacher is in the shop next to us, so don't come out later!"

Mu Heng let go of the hand that was holding down the light in the dressing room, and turned on the light.

He sighed: "You put on your shoes first, and when the director leaves, we will run quickly."

As he spoke, he sat aside and closed himself in silence.

Ke Han said to Mu Heng while changing his shoes, "How can I give you the money for these things?"

Mu Heng waved his hand: "I'm sorry for my mother coming to you. If it caused trouble to you, I don't mind continuing to apologize to you."

"These things...these things...just..."

Ke Han paused, he guessed Mu Heng's next words.

He decisively interrupted Mu Heng: "What nonsense are you talking about?"

"I hope we can always be friends, and friends should not be affected by other irrelevant things."

Mu Heng didn't say anything.

After putting on his shoes, Ke Han took out his mobile phone on the spot, opened "Peak Competition", and transferred a "huge amount" of points to "Shuimu Qingbei".

The points for "I don't like studying" can not be returned to him temporarily, but Ke Han feels that he can't take Mu Heng's money.

He doesn't have many friends.

More experience may come from reading comprehension.

However, whether it is real experience or reading comprehension, they all have an obvious characteristic: if you want a long-term friendship, it is best not to associate it with money, especially not with large amounts of money.

"Tuk Tuk Tuk..."

There was another knock on the door outside the locker room.

"Teacher Qiu is gone, you can come out now."

Mu Heng's cell phone didn't ring, because he is currently logged into the account of "I don't like to study", and for the time being he can't receive the money transfer from "Shui Mu Qing Bei" that "Unexplainable Triangle" gave him.

But this did not prevent him from having eyes and seeing what Ke Han did with his phone.

Ke Han turned off his phone, passed Mu Heng, and opened the door of the locker room.

The clerk looked at them with a hint of teasing in her eyes.

"Your relationship is really good."

Because of the conversation just now, Ke Han deliberately tried to hook Mu Heng's shoulders, and then found that he was not comfortable doing this.

"..."

It's definitely just because he changed to a pair of shoes with thin soles!

Although his mood and brain were in an abnormal state, Mu Heng still cooperated with Ke Han's movements and bowed slightly.

Ke Han pressed Mu Heng's shoulder forcibly and said to the clerk, "Yes, we skipped class together today to play, we are good friends."

Although his IQ was offline, Mu Heng still felt something deeply wrong in Ke Han's words.

He added: "We are in the same class and at the same table."

The clerk covered her mouth and laughed several times, and then told the two of them to put on polarized sunglasses and go out.

"Then senior sister, shall we go first?"

The smile on the face of the clerk's senior sister never stopped: "Run, don't really be bumped into by Teacher Qiu. I have seen him in the past, so don't see him. I guess you are boys, Teacher Qiu can Pick up the belt and chase you three streets."

Ke Han glanced at Mu Heng.

Mu Heng was a little absent-minded.

So, he made up his mind, pulled Mu Heng, and ran away with a bunch of boxes and bags.

It wasn't until the two of them ran out of the commercial building with their things that Ke Han breathed a sigh of relief.

Not for himself, but for Mu Heng.

Mu Heng was dragged outside by him, and his attention finally returned to reality.

"you……"

Ke Han: "Shall I return what your mother gave me?"

He was ashamed to say "cheque" because it always felt weird to say it.

Mu Heng shook his head: "No, just take that thing, don't give it to me."

Ke Han: "Why?"

Mu Heng: "Who decides whether a normal independent person will go to a certain activity or not?"

He asked himself and answered: "It's him."

As Mu Heng said, he took all his things from Ke Han's hands.

"So, when you decide not to participate in the math league, you essentially mean that you have prevented me from participating in the math league. But since I am a normal and independent person, I will not change my mind because of your blocking. "

"do you understand?"

Ke Han: "I should understand."

He pursed his lips, and at this moment he suddenly remembered that there was one more thing that he didn't get even with Mu Heng.

"You have taken me to so many places, and I want to take you to one place too."

Mu Heng: "Huh?"

……

At Mu Heng's suggestion, they put the things in the hotel where Mu Heng was temporarily staying.

Only then did Ke Han know that Mu Heng had been away from home for several days.

"..."

It was completely impossible to tell that Mu Heng seemed to have run away from home.

However, if it's Mu Heng, it doesn't seem too strange to do anything.

Ke Han watched Mu Heng pack up his things, didn't ask any further questions, and took Mu Heng out of the hotel directly.

It was a side street he wanted to take him to.

That small street is by the river that surrounds the city, with complex terrain and complex environment.

Lotus Beach.

After getting off the bus, he had to walk another 300 meters. Mu Heng looked at the old building in front of him. The overall architectural style seemed not in modern times but in many years ago, with a strange mixed and intricate style. .

Ke Han took Mu Heng to the depths and said to him, "This is the place that makes me happy."

There are messy small advertisements pasted on the corners of the street, full of content about cure for all diseases and survival of a precious child. It is not eye-catching, but it is indeed very rustic.

Generally, this kind of place has another name—urban-rural interface.

Mu Heng: "Why does it make you feel happy?"

Ke Han glanced back at him, then shook his head silently: "I don't know either."

"What is happiness? Standing here, I feel inexplicably happy even watching my aunt dance in the square."

Aunts in twos and threes set up speakers in a relatively open place on the corner of the street, and it was about five or six o'clock. They really should be preparing for evening activities.

Ke Han watched all this and thought: This is my mother's hometown.

The lotus beach where his mother brought him.

Brought him on the first day back in the city.

Leading him through the criss-crossing streets, riding a shared bicycle, panting from exhaustion, everything in the dark, cat's eyes, the firelight of a gangster... The two fell asleep after returning home, even I don't even bother to change my pajamas.

Everyone is a mixed bag.

But you know, it's actually quite safe here, at least no one will emerge from the shadows, and then hold a tube of cold steel at you, demanding that you hand over all your valuables.

In fact, there are similar places in the West Eighth District, but Ke Han has not been to those places too many times, he is very busy.

In fact, both mother and son are busy.

I am free now.

Mu Heng: "What did you bring me here to see?"

Ke Han took a calm breath, the air here has a very soft smokey smell, smelly and fragrant.

"What do you want to eat? Let me treat you to dinner."

Mu Heng was a little surprised, he asked back: "Eat?"

Ke Han nodded: "Yes, eat. This one's fried dumplings are good, that one's stinky tofu is delicious, and there is another one near the ditch that sells kebabs, and their kebabs are also delicious. tasty……"

He paused because he remembered that his mother had actually told him these things.

Mu Heng thought for a while: "What about the meal?"

"If you want to eat, there are also egg fried rice and ham fried rice." Ke Han answered Mu Heng's question seriously.

But in fact, Mu Heng didn't want to get this kind of answer, he just wanted Ke Han to tell him why he came to a dilapidated side street.

This place is actually not safe compared to other places.

After a while, they finally reached the inner part of the small street. The cobweb-like streets were arranged in a mess, making people dizzy. All kinds of people began to appear on the street, with fierce and vulgar expressions in their eyebrows, eyes and nose. The smell of alcohol and the smell of alcohol became more and more obvious along with this dispatch.

Ke Han stood in front of a stall, ordered two bottles of Wangzai milk, handed one to Mu Heng, opened the other and took a sip: "I think you seem unhappy."

"You feel bad because of what I said, don't you?"

Mu Heng held the can of cold Wangzai milk in his hand, and what he could feel more intuitively was the eyes of some people around him. Looking at the two of them, it was like looking at two fat sheep.

It is indeed a fat sheep, Mu Heng thought.

It's not like he hasn't been to this kind of place before.

But that seems like a long time ago.

At that time, he still had a bunch of "false" younger brothers, leading them to find a food stall to sit down, the kind that could fill several sheds with "huh-hu-la-la".

Very lively.

The corners of Mu Heng's mouth raised slightly.

He still remembers the scene where the group of younger brothers were wailing at the sky with Wusan after they got drunk, such things as when the moon will be there, asking the wine to the blue sky, odd changes and even changes, carbonate radicals, acceleration... The stall owner's daughter, who was doing homework in the corner, stared at them with wide eyes. She probably couldn't understand why a group of people who looked like punks were actually punks. The bags they carried with them turned out to be English. Portable notes and teaching aids in various colored covers.

Little gangsters also have dreams.

Mu Heng sighed, opened the lid of the milk with a "click", and took a sip while following Ke Han - it was very sweet and slightly cold, and the taste was still the same as when he was a child.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, and said to Ke Han word by word: "I'm not uncomfortable, I'm just sorry."

"Our education has told us since we were young that we must obey our elders, obey our teachers, be a good child who studies hard, study hard, and make progress every day... But they didn't tell us that when we were born and we lived, what happened? What is it for?"

"I was really confused for a while, and I read a lot of books, but what I said in the books was not what I wanted. Although they can explain why human beings live, what I want to know is about why 'I' live , not humans."

It's very philosophical.

Of course, the premise is that Ke Han didn't know that Mu Heng mainly read street stall books like "Billionaire Wife: Sweetheart Buy One Get One Free" and "The Craziest Security Guard in the City".

Those books were specially prepared by Mu Heng in order to highlight his distinctive personality as a scumbag, full of a sense of mystery.

Also, I changed the cover of my teaching supplementary book. On the surface, it looks like an unscrupulous book, but in fact it contains boron carbon lithium beryllium.

Do a full set of plays.

Xueba and Xueba are always so similar, but Xueba and Xueba are so different.

Every scumbag has its own unique scumbag method.

"You seem to be very happy all of a sudden?"

Ke Han looked at Mu Heng. The two of them had already wandered out of the small street and saw the swollen river bank.

In the evening, it happens to be the time when the water rises, not because of any tide, but because the reservoir on the mountain releases water to generate electricity.

After being reminded by Ke Han, Mu Heng realized that his face had turned into a bright laugh at some point, and he almost lost his voice.

"I think happy things."

The group of simple scumbags played by him don't know what's going on now.

Mu Heng thought about it, took out his phone from his pocket, opened the chat app, and knocked on Chu Baiyue.

If he wanted to know the current news about that group of people, it would be the fastest and most appropriate for him to ask Chu Baiyue.

Chu Baiyue knew all about the school situation in the entire Tiange City.

Ke Han: "What's so happy about it?"

Mu Heng: "Me and my two idiot friends."

Ke Han lay on the railing suspiciously, turned around and stared at Mu Heng, he didn't understand what Mu Heng was talking about.

There was even a little suspicion that Mu Heng was scolding him.

Mu Heng smiled and continued to Ke Han: "It's normal for you not to know, it was already two or three years ago. Next time I have a chance, I will take you to Tiange and meet those interesting people by the way. people."

Ke Han didn't ask any more questions.

Because he felt the clear barrier between himself and Mu Heng.

Mu Heng is a person who yearns for freedom very much, but now he only hopes to live a simple and orderly life.

"Meow~"

A very soft cat meow came from below them.

Ke Han froze for a moment: "Mu Heng?"

Mu Heng nodded: "I heard that too."

There are two or three dirty cats playing with each other on the leisure corridor near the water below the river bank.

You can tell it's a stray cat.

Mu Heng: "There are a lot of stray cats and dogs here."

Ke Han asked strangely: "How do you know?"

Mu Heng smiled slightly: "I'm a local, why can't I know?"

Ke Han gave a soft "ah", as if he was a little at a loss.

This kind of feeling is like taking someone else on a trip, but when you travel to someone else's home, the person is not only familiar with you, but also pours you a cup of hot tea, and asks you to sit down and rest before leaving.

Mu Heng continued to explain: "There is a lot of swill in the night market here for cats and dogs to steal. Many of them are not neutered, and they will give birth to more and more. The owners of the night market are not bad people, swill and the like Things, anyway, there is no way to deal with them, it is better to let those cats and dogs eat them, and it is convenient to deal with."

Ke Han: "Cats and dogs can't eat too salty things."

Mu Heng glanced at him, and said with a light smile, "They've exhausted all their energy just by being alive, so why would they pick and choose what to eat?"

Ke Han: "Can't we contain them all?"

Mu Heng shook his head: "There are 20 people in this city, but how many of these 20 people are living in difficulties? We don't know."

"Human sympathy is limited, and human ability is also limited."

"But from the perspective of the same species, at least we should choose to help our own kind first, instead of helping those cats and dogs."

"Also, do what you can."

Ke Han was speechless.

Although he sympathized with stray cats and stray dogs, he actually did nothing, at most, he would take out the food on his body to feed when he saw them on the road.

As for more... In the past, it was because it was not allowed, then it was because I didn't expect it, and then it was because I couldn't help it.Compared with cats and dogs, he should take care of his mother first.

"Ke Han."

"Ok?"

Ke Han felt Mu Heng pat him on the shoulder.

He turned his head to look at Mu Heng, who was also lying on his stomach on the railing beside him, with a slightly puzzled look in his eyes: "What's wrong?"

Mu Heng's well-shaped eyes narrowed slightly, he pointed to an alley in the distance, and asked, "Is that Auntie?"

Ke Han reflected on what "auntie" meant, and looked in the direction of Mu Heng's finger, only to see his mother under the cover of a clump of ornamental shrubs, seeming to be feeding and stroking the cat.

He stared at that person for a while, and finally made a judgment - "It's my mother."

Mu Heng habitually pulled Ke Han to run, but before he could take any steps, he remembered that he was actually "ordered" to take Ke Han to play truant.

Aunt Ke told him that day that she hoped that he would take Ke Han out to play more, and stop staying at home alone all day.

"Do you want to go over and have a look?" Mu Heng let go of Ke Han's hand, "Is your mother okay now?"

Ke Han nodded blankly.

He didn't know that his mother would come out to feed the cat at this time.

Very unfamiliar feeling.

Because Ms. Ke has always given him the impression that she is strong, capable, and busy.

Even if it is to feed the cat, it is a phone call and someone to run errands to feed it, instead of leisurely buying a cake, holding a bag of cat food, feeding it wherever it goes, and sitting down to watch the meeting It's scenic.

Ms. Ke was also wearing another school uniform jacket of Ke Han.

Ke Han looked at it for a while, then said to Mu Heng, "I'll go over and have a look."

It was impossible for Mu Heng to let Ke Han pass by alone, so he also followed Ke Han and prepared to follow.

however--

"you again?!"

There was a roar in the alley.

It seemed that someone ran out of the house and closed the door by the way. The door slammed on the door frame with a "bang", which made people's heart tremble.

The person who made the noise chased him out.

Ms. Ke picked up the black cat that was lying in the flower bed and said "owooooooow" and ran away.

She ran out in the other direction.

Ke Han was dumbfounded.

"what happened?"

He was talking to himself, but Mu Heng interrupted at this moment.

"Oops, did Auntie mess with the residents here?"

Ke Han: "Huh?"

Mu Heng took the empty can from Ke Han's hand and threw it into the dirty trash can next to him together with his own. He explained to Ke Han: "Cats that are not neutered are very noisy. If you live in In an environment full of stray cats, it is likely that the spirit will be weakened due to long-term noise interference, and then there will be serious resistance to stray cats."

Ke Han: "So?"

Mu Heng curled his lips: "So, they will have a lot of hostility towards cats and people who are close to cats near their residence."

A group of people chased out from the alley of the half-shack house over there, and they still had steel pipes in their hands.

Mu Heng: "..."

It seems that there is more than a lot of hostility.

Ke Han was silent for a second, and then said to Mu Heng: "...No, I have to go and see my mother. If you have something to do, go back first?"

Mu Heng: "Where are you going back? Are you going back for evening self-study? I'm not going back. I'll go and have a look with you."

Ke Han worried that he would be implicated by himself.

After all, others don't know about Ms. Ke's personality, but his own son still knows a little bit - although he just found out - when they just returned to China a few months ago, his mother saw a thief stealing someone's purse on the road. He threw Ke Han and his luggage on the road, and then chased him for three streets wearing high heels. He threw out a rope that didn't know where it came from, tripped the thief, and finally twisted it loose to Yaoyao Ling.

When pressing the thief, the thief stared at his mother fiercely, cursed, and expressed all kinds of meanings that this matter was endless.

After his mother came out from Yaoyaoling, he specifically told him not to go to places where fish and dragons are mixed casually, it's not safe, if he bumps into the thief she caught, things will become very troublesome.

Ke Han was worried that it was not only because of the cat, but also because of that incident that caused his mother to be chased like this.

If the guess is true—"Hiss..."

Trouble.

Ke Han loosened his knuckles, and began to speed up to catch up with the fuckers.

A "good student" like Mu Heng would definitely not fight.

So Ke Han didn't want the opponent to catch up with him, because there was a steel pipe on the opposite side.

But before he could persuade Mu Heng to stay, he turned around and saw that Mu Heng found a steel pipe from nowhere and rubbed it on the rough cement surface of the railing to remove the rust so that he could hold it more easily.

Flowing clouds and water, in one go.

Ke Han: "..."

You are a "good student", why are you so proficient? !

After grinding the steel pipe, Mu Heng handed it to Ke Han.

"Take it and be safe."

As soon as the voice fell, he chased him out, and his movements were so fast that it made people wonder if he often did this kind of thing.

How can it be?

Ke Han froze for a second, grabbed the steel pipe Mu Heng gave him, and ran out following the other party decisively.

At that time, it really won't work, at worst, he should protect Mu Heng more.

Anyway, Ms. Ke is also a master who likes to cause "trouble". Ke Han was not familiar enough before and didn't know it, but now after several months of tempering, he is basically used to it.

He had learned a little fighting before, and although it was mainly for the purpose of exercising his body, it did not prevent him from learning to fight at the same time.

……

The chase probably lasted several kilometers.

Ke Han kept walking through the streets and alleys, and Ke Han was a little out of breath.

But the group of people still insisted on chasing his mother.

It is even tougher than brown sugar.

Not familiar with the terrain, his mother probably won't be able to get rid of that group of people for the time being.

Mu Heng was beside Ke Han, and he asked, "Do you want me to help you fight Yaoyao?"

Ke Han: "...wait a while and call again."

He wasn't sure if it was his mother beating someone or someone else beating his mother.

Because his former martial arts teacher in West Eighth District was also a fucking teacher, and his fucking fighting skills were better than him.

The legendary parent-child class is that his mother holds him down, and the big coach next to him is there cheering loudly, "Yes! Ma'am! That's it! Well done!", and "Oh! My dear little sweetheart ! Can you show some masculinity?" —— It's not a big deal to watch the excitement.

By the time they had almost caught up, it was dark.

Pale and sparse street lights came on, illuminating the potholed and damaged road.

Ke Han held the steel pipe in his hand, and Mu Heng couldn't help but said, "I didn't expect Auntie to run so well."

The young man with the steel pipe in front stood at the dead end, as if he was looking out for the people inside.

He didn't hear the conversation between Ke Han and Mu Heng, but stood at the corner of the road that must be passed, looking back and forth.

Mu Heng frowned.

He is no stranger to this pattern of behavior.

It can even be said to be relatively familiar.

If they wanted to guarantee a successful sneak attack and save Auntie, they had to get rid of the lookout quietly first.

There is still a way.

As a result, just as Mu Heng had planned his route and movements, he was about to pounce, when he saw an extremely swift figure leaping out beside him.

Ke Han.

He rushed to the lookout in three or two steps, raised the knife in his hand, and knocked him out with the knife in one hand.

Did not give the other party a chance to shout.

Clean and neat.

Anyway, it doesn't look like an action that a serious student should have.

Mu Heng: "..."

He felt that he might have overlooked something.

Ke Han - can fight? ? ?

Quiet in the dead end.

Only one or two weak screams could be heard from inside.

Mu Heng and Ke Han looked at each other, and saw Ke Han throwing the steel pipe at Mu Heng head-on, signaling the other party to be careful.

It's fine to be vigilant.

However, Mu Heng still didn't understand why Ke Han didn't let him play Yaoyao first.

The two carefully touched the depths of the dead end.

A corner has not yet been turned.

Ke Han saw the bloodstains on the ground, mottled dark red, not yet solidified, the surface was like a mirror, reflecting the bodies of people passing by.

His eyes narrowed for a moment, and there was a little helplessness in the two eyes of different shades.

"Mu Heng."

Mu Heng held the steel pipe: "Huh?"

Ke Han took a deep breath: "I have no friends since I was a child, but, I think, you should be my friend?"

Mu Heng: "Why do you ask this suddenly?"

Ke Han has come to the end of the corner, he should be able to see the scene in the dead end.

"We may be late."

He was already thinking about how to reasonably destroy the corpse.

"what happened?"

Mu Heng speeded up to catch up.

Immediately afterwards, he saw the scene that Ke Han had just seen.

A cold street lamp shone on the ground, and there were several people lying on the ground, some of them were still awake for a while, uttering painful thoughts, and some of them had fainted and completely lost their fighting power.

There are only five gangsters in total.

There was one lookout lying outside, three inside, and one who probably ran away.

Ke Han stared at the ground.

There are scattered cracks on the cement floor.

But what attracted Ke Han's attention was not the various cracks, but strange blood and water stains bit by bit.

Mu Heng also noticed what Ke Han noticed.

His brow furrowed, as if in doubt.

"Is this... hurt?"

Ke Han shook his head: "I don't know."

Mu Heng: "By the way, where is Auntie? Where is Auntie? If something happens to Auntie, we can send her to the hospital as soon as possible."

As he spoke, he was about to make a phone call.

"I am here……"

Ms. Ke's feeble voice came from a dark corner, and her hands were covered with dark red liquid mixed with other liquids.

There was a strange fishy smell in the air.

Mu Heng felt that this fishy smell seemed a little strange and familiar.

When Ke Han heard the fucking voice, he rushed over and grabbed his fucking hand.

He didn't care about the fluid, grabbed his fucking hand and asked, "What's wrong with you? Are you okay? Shall I take you to the hospital?"

The atmosphere was tense for a moment.

But Ms. Ke waved her hand.

She was sitting leaning against the gray wall, her body was also stained with dark red blood, and her posture was a bit awkward.

Ms. Ke bit her lip and asked softly, "Why are you here?"

Ke Han: "I played truant."

When Ms. Ke heard the word "truancy", she coughed involuntarily, probably because she was choked.

"Skip?"

Not far away, Mu Heng rummaged through the thugs lying on the ground a few times, frowning even more tightly.

"Yes, I played truant from school."

Ms. Ke's already pale face suddenly seemed to be stained with a little blush.

"It's good to be able to play truant, it's good to be able to play truant... No, it's not good to play truant, but it's good if you learn to do this kind of thing... It seems that something is still wrong..."

"It should be good to come out to play, auntie?" Mu Heng changed from observing the movements of the gangsters lying on the ground to standing up, and then walked towards the mother and child in the shadow.

Ms. Ke nodded: "Yes, you are right."

Mu Heng squeezed to Ke Han's side and asked, "Auntie, are you okay? Do you want to call Yaoyao or an ambulance?"

Ms. Ke: "I have already called an ambulance."

Ke Han: "..."

He paused for a few seconds to think, and blurted out: "What's wrong with you?"

Ke Han's face was full of anxiety.

He shouldn't put too much faith in the strength of his mother. After all, he is seriously ill and should be weaker than before. How can he fight with a group of boys?

Ms. Ke smiled, as if she lacked strength.

She also held a black cat in a cat food bag in her arms. The black cat squinted its eyes and kicked its legs from time to time, which looked a little strange.

"Hanhan, you are about to grow up."

Ke Han nodded while checking his fucking body: "Well, there is still a little more than a year."

Ms. Ke took a deep breath: "To be honest, do you think your mother is annoying?"

Ke Han was stunned.

He looked up at his mother: "what's bothering you?"

Ms. Ke said "huh": "Just tell the truth, don't make trouble."

Ke Han pursed his lips: "I'm probably more annoying than you, aren't I?"

"No." Ms. Ke retorted seriously, she said, "Be confident and remove the word 'possible'."

Mu Heng: "..."

Although the scene and the topic are very wrong, but he really wants to laugh.

He didn't check out the bleeding wounds on those gangsters just now.

So, who left those bloodstains on the ground?

The answer is obvious.

Mu Heng turned his face away, coughed, then turned around, and said to Ke Han's mother, "Auntie, are you injured?"

Ms. Ke did not answer the question.

She just stared at Ke Han quietly, and then said, "You probably wonder why this group of people are chasing me, aren't you?"

Mu Heng: "..."

At this time, shouldn't you pay attention to the wound first, and then chat after taking care of it?

Ms. Ke's delicate eyebrows and eyes sighed wearily: "I actually didn't expect things to become so complicated."

"See, this cat."

She rubbed the black cat wrapped in the cat food bag in her arms.

The state of the black cat is not quite right.

"This was originally my birthday present for you." Ms. Ke showed a smile on her face, "I remember you wanted a litter of cats very much."

Ke Han: "That's when I was in kindergarten."

Ms. Ke's expression froze for a moment: "Don't you want it now?"

Ke Han shook his head slightly: "I want to take care of you."

Ms. Ke's demeanor gradually relaxed again, she smiled: "I can take care of myself, you don't need to hang around me, as long as you are happy."

Ke Han: "I am very happy, I have always been very happy."

Ms. Ke shook her head: "I am your own mother, I can see that you are not happy. You don't even have dreams, how can you be happy?"

"Are you sad? At that time, we were not by your side. Your father went to investigate and exchange, and I was busy with work. None of us came to your side, but we still demanded that you be perfect."

Ke Han knew what the hell he was talking about.

She was talking about the day he lost spring training and watched her only friend tear his face