knife back man

"Wang Jin, are you going to eat?" A little girl asked, seeing that Liang Rong didn't come to see Wang Jin.

Wang Jin leaned on the table behind her, looked up at the ceiling, and shook her head when she heard the girl's words, "No."

"Are you waiting for Liang Rong to come? He is late today."

Wang Jin stood up, kicked the stool under the table, and zipped up his clothes, "Go and eat."

When Wang Jin came to Liang Rong's class, Liang Rong and the others gathered together and didn't know what they were talking about. Wang Jin was about to leave, but someone called out, "Wang Jin."

Liang Rong stood up and waved to her. Wang Jin saw with sharp eyes that Liang Rong's eyes were red. He sent a message last night saying that Wen Qu was going to call his parents today. It's too much, why is a big man crying?

Liang Rong walked over to her and asked, "Come to see me for dinner?"

Lin Zifeng said, "You two go to eat."

"No need." Wang Jin turned and left.

"Didn't you come to see me?" Liang Rong grabbed her arm, "Let's go eat."

Wang Jin glanced at Liang Rong's red eyes, "Let's go, go eat outside."

"Has Rong Zi caught up?" Wang Zheng asked.

"Who knows, let's go and eat."

The two climbed over the wall, and Liang Rong jumped first. He wanted to give Wang Jin a hand, but found that Wang Jin was more proficient in his movements than himself.

Wang Jin patted the dirt on her body and asked, "What do you eat?"

"Eat noodles, today is my birthday."

Wang Jin glanced at him, didn't say anything, led him to a nearby noodle shop, and ordered a spare rib noodle. After eating together these few days, Wang Jin had already figured out that Liang Rong had no taboos, she ate Whatever, Liang Rong will eat.

Liang Rong had already taken out the money to pay, Wang Jin held his hand, and took out a [-], "Two shares."

"Didn't you say you paid for it yourself?"

"I invite you at noon today." Wang Jin put the money away.

"Then I invite you tonight."

"No, I won't go back to school for a while." Wang Jin pulled out a chair and sat down. Liang Rong sat opposite him, "I'll accompany you wherever you go."

Wang Jin lit a cigarette and pointed to his eyes, "What's wrong?"

Liang Rong took out his mobile phone to take a photo, and saw a pair of red eyes. No wonder Wang Jin was so kind to him today. It turned out that he was pity, no, he felt sorry for himself, yes, that's right.

"My dad came this morning and said he would take my mom away and hand me over to my uncle to raise me."

"Oh." Wang Jin responded indifferently.

"Shouldn't you comfort me?"

Wang Jin glanced at him, "You're fine now."

"Who said I'm fine?" Liang Rong covered his chest, "Oh, my heart hurts so much, so uncomfortable. "

A waiter brought out the noodles and gave Liang Rong a mentally retarded look.

After Liang Rong waited for him to leave, he lowered his head and said, "What a fucking embarrassment."

"kindness."

Liang Rong poured some vinegar into his own bowl and asked Wang Jin, "Do you want it?"

Wang Jin shook her head.

Liang Rong remembered the night when Liang Rong and her father fought, and asked cautiously, "Do you really hate your father?"

"I don't feel it." Wang Jin spread a napkin on the table and threw the bone on it, "I'm used to it."

"Where's your mom?"

Wang Jin didn't speak, Liang Rong knew that he had asked the question, Wang Jin probably didn't have a mother, otherwise she never said it.

Rongzi, you should know that Wang Jin never told you anything.

The two finished their noodles in silence, Liang Rong went back to school, and Wang Jin didn't know where to go.

Qiao Yue sat on the sofa all morning, and Wen Qu also accompanied him in the office all morning. At noon, Wen Qu asked him, "Do you want something to eat?"

Qiao Yue shook his head, "I just want to stay with you for a while, but I'm afraid that you will leave suddenly."

"What have you been thinking about all day?" Wen Qu patted his head, "Why didn't you think so before?"

"My brother didn't know it before, forget it, you don't know this feeling." Qiao Yue paused and continued, "Crazy, they are going to buy furniture this afternoon." After speaking, he laughed twice, "Actually, we I wanted to go out to live, but my family definitely didn’t agree, and now such a disturbance is exactly what we want.”

"Live with me." Wen Qu said.

"Ah, then I also want to go shopping with them. Today is Liang Rong's birthday, and we will have dinner together tonight."

"You just want to play." Wen Qu mercilessly exposed him.

"Tsk, we're doing the right thing."

"Okay, tell them to come to me to write a note, go back."

When Qiao Yue went back, Liang Rong just came back, and the unhappy expression on his face was a little less, Qiao Yue "tsk tsk" twice, and teased, "The face is full of spring breeze."

Liang Rong glanced at him, "You too."

"Going to have dinner with Wang Jin?" Qiao Yue asked.

"That's right." Liang Rong smiled, "I told her that today is my birthday, and she treated me to a bowl of noodles."

Qiao Yue rolled his eyes at him, "You treat her to so many meals, and she treats you to a bowl of noodles, and you are so happy that you are so happy, you have no future at all."

"You know what a fart, I would like to treat her to dinner, but we always pay for ourselves."

"That's right, Wang Jin is the best, Wang Jin is the best." Qiao Yue was too lazy to reason with him.

In the afternoon, a few people rushed to IKEA excitedly. Qiao Yue pointed to a lazy sofa and said, "If you don't buy this, I don't think it's a complete home."

Lin Zifeng rolled his eyes at him, "Send it to the Wenqu family?"

"Cut. Then buy two, in case I quarrel with him."

Holding a vase in his arms, Wang Zheng said quietly, "Go back to your mother's house?"

"Fuck you." Qiao Yue kicked him.

The house Qiao Yue and the others bought was on the lower floor of Wen Qu's house. When Wen Qu came home from work, he pressed the elevator on their floor to see how they had packed up. As soon as they went out, there was an open door. Qiao Yue Leaning on the sofa and directing Lin Zifeng to hang a painting, a group of little guys are quite artistic.

"Point to the left."

"It's over, it's over."

"Yes, yes, a little crooked."

"Tsk, can you do it?"

Wen Qu walked over, "Qiao Yue."

Qiao Yue was taken aback, "Damn it, you scared me to death."

Wen Qu pinched his mouth, "If you curse again, I'll sew your mouth shut."

"Oh." Qiao Yue rubbed his nose with his hand, "How is it?"

"Very good." It's really good. Their relationship in this dormitory is indeed very harmonious, and everyone has a very good personality. Anyway, Wen Qu has never encountered such a harmonious relationship in the dormitory where he has lived in for so many years.

"Where is Liang Rong?" Wen Qu asked.

Qiao Yue pointed to a room, "What's wrong?"

"There's something for him."

Seeing that the two of them were chatting, Lin Zifeng hung the painting in a random place, got down from the folding ladder, patted the dust on his hands and said, "Teacher, aren't you afraid that we, Qiao Qiao, will be jealous if you give something to Liang Rong?"

Wen Qu glanced at him, "I really like the way your father disciplines you."

Today is the school that Lin Hai went to. After hearing Lin Zifeng smoking, he couldn't help kicking him. Seeing this, Wen Qu showed Lin Hai the report card, and Lin Zifeng hurriedly shouted, "Dad, dear dad, I am your best Sweet son."

After Lin Hai read it, he raised his leg and kicked Lin Zifeng, who yelled, "You can't treat me like this, you don't love me anymore."

Lin Hai threw the report card in his face, "I will let you experience the fist of love today."

Wen Qu could tell that Lin Hai didn't start hard, and the father and son played happily. Lin Hai has been taking Lin Zifeng with him since he was five years old, so the relationship is naturally very good.

"Ah, teacher, I will definitely study hard in the future." Lin Zifeng set the flag without hesitation.

Liang Rong was hanging clothes, Wen Qu walked over to him and gave him a very delicate bag, Liang Rong gave him a puzzled look, "For Qiao Qiao?"

"Liang Jing'an asked me to give it to you." Wen Qu did not directly say "Your mother asked me to give it to you." He was afraid that Liang Rong would not be able to control his emotions, but when he said that, Liang Rong didn't control it either, and his eyes immediately changed Tears, after all, is still a child.

Wen Qu closed the door and went out. Liang Rong opened the bag, and inside was a red scarf. The last time Liang Rong came home, she was weaving. Liang Rong never imagined that his workaholic mother still had free time to do handwork. Liang Rong sat beside her, "Mom, why did you start knitting? What are you knitting? A sweater?"

Liang Jingan shook her head, "No, a scarf."

Liang Rong lay on the sofa, "The red one is so ugly, your aesthetics have changed?"

"Don't you like red? When I asked you, you said you did."

Liang Rong immediately sat upright, "Knit it for me?" He was a little flattered, his mother didn't touch the spring water, and now she actually knitted a scarf for him, tsk, if I knew it, I would have said that I like black, wearing a red scarf Lin Zifeng They must have laughed at him.

Liang Rong stared at the scarf in a daze. He had been thinking about leaving for a long time, but he was kept in the dark like a fool. He obviously didn't like him, so why did he have to be born?

As long as he can remember, he has been looking forward to his tall father coming back from afar, holding his hand and taking him home like other fathers of children.

Every Monday when he goes back to school, he also wants to talk to other children. This Sunday, his father took him to the playground and the park.

Liang Rong stood in the crowd, like a child who didn't fit in, no, he was already out of place.

Liang Rong didn't know if he had a father, or if that tall man was his father. His surname was Liang, and his mother's surname, and he only saw him once after he finished elementary school.

He didn't know whether he should rush forward to fight with other children when they pointed at him and said, "That's him, he doesn't have a father," because he also felt that he didn't have a father.

Liang Rong buried his head in the scarf, whimpering and crying, while the others stood outside the closed door, looking at Wen Qu, Lin Zifeng said in a low voice, "Teacher, you shouldn't have given him things, we teased him this morning. After waiting for him for a long time, I will be happier."

"He's entitled to this."

"Why don't I know what happened?" Qiao Yue asked in a daze.

"You've shown off your affection all morning, what a fart." Lin Zifeng said.

"Let me hear any of you swearing again, I will wait for you on the playground." Wen Qu said.

Lin Zifeng shut up obediently.

"Master Wen, you should give it to him in a few days." Bai Yichen said.

"It will have the same effect in a few days." Wen Qu didn't know what the group of children were thinking, no matter how many years they waited to mention this kind of thing, it would always be a pain in Liang Rong's heart.

Su Qian wanted to secretly open a crack in the door to look inside, but Qiao Yue yelled softly, "Don't make trouble."

"Oh." Su Qian withdrew his hand, "Why is he so sad, if he wants to see his parents in the future, go to the Golden Triangle to find them."

No one answered his words, Su Qian continued to look in through the thin crack of the door, trying to find out something, "If he feels dangerous, I can protect him." He looked at everyone seriously again, "It's free .”

Bai Yichen explained, "Su Qian, you don't understand this. Liang Rong is not sad that he will never see his parents again, but that he was abandoned."

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