The days when I lived with my 18-year-old schoolboy father

Because of the earth-shattering "Yang Muqiu", all the people on the second floor of the shopping mall were startled, and the turbulent crowd quickly squeezed towards Yang Muqiu's direction.

Countless hands tried to pull the mask Yang Muqiu was wearing, and quickly pulled the mask off the young man's face, followed by countless signature books and mobile phones that hit his face.

Although it is not the first time for Yang Muqiu to deal with this kind of situation, but in the past, there are managers and staff to help clear the way. He has never been so directly confronted by someone with a mobile phone and clothes. He frowned for a while, and looked around , without hesitation, chose a direction, struggled to squeeze out of the crowd, and rushed into the fitting room on the side.

But there were so many girls following him that the door of the fitting room couldn't even be closed, and crowds of fans crowded into the room again.

"Yang Muqiu, we love you!"

"Qiuqiu group photo!"

"Go away, don't block me from watching Qiuqiu!"

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Screams and cursing came one after another. Worried about an accident, Yang Muqiu could only raise his hands to block as much as possible, and at the same time raised his voice, shouting:

"Please be quiet, everyone! Don't crowd the fans behind! Stampede is easy to occur in crowding! Please be quiet! Everyone pay attention to safety! Be quiet! Don't hurt the people around you!"

What he said was completely fine, and his voice was raised to the highest level. At the same time, he made two consecutive phone calls with his free hand, one to call the police and the other to his agent.

However, the scene was too noisy, he repeated several times but couldn't hear clearly, so he could only send a text message hastily.

The screams of fans being knocked down or trampled on came from behind the crowd, and the staff of the shopping mall came over to evacuate the crowd immediately. However, Yang Muqiu has been trending every day for half a year, and his popularity is too high to be stopped at all.

Yan Yao was held tightly in Qi Yue's arms and rushed out of the crowd without being touched by anyone's hair. She rushed all the way into the men's clothing section in the middle of the shopping mall, before barely coming to a stop.

As soon as Qi Yue stopped, he didn't care to look at his ripped clothes, he squatted down in front of Yan Yao, raised his hand and took the child into his arms, and checked Yan Yao up and down several times.

Qi Yue heaved a sigh of relief when he was sure that the boy was just scared. He stood up, picked him up, and took out his cell phone to call the police.

Yang Muqiu was still suffering inside, so the only way to save him was to call the police.

Qi Yue wanted to help. With his skills, he could beat up a room full of people without any pressure, but he had Yan Yao by his side, and the shopping mall was in a mess at the moment, how could he dare to let the child stay here alone.

After briefly explaining the situation and the location of the incident, and making sure that the police had arrived, Qi Yue hung up the phone, turned his back to the passage outside, held Yan Yao in his arms, patted his back, and said in a low voice: "It's okay, don't be afraid. "

"Yao Yao, wake up and look at me."

Yan Yao was still dazed in a daze at first, but she trembled when she was slapped like this. When she came back to her senses, seeing that the person holding her was his father, she quickly stretched out her thin arms to wrap around Qi Yue's neck, The little head followed suit and stuck to his father.

This dependent appearance is really pitiful and cute, Qi Yue's heart was sore, and he coaxed: "It's okay, we're all out now."

But who knows, when he comforted her like this, Yan Yao suddenly trembled, her little face was buried deeper into his arms, and she murmured softly: "Yao Yao heard... a lot of people are crying... bleeding... ...the leg is also broken..."

Qi Yue originally thought that the child was referring to those screaming fans, but on second thought, when he ran out holding Yan Yao just now, the child was stuffed in his arms the whole time, and he couldn't see anything at all. So chaotic that an accident happened, where did the bleeding and broken legs come from?

A bad premonition floated in his heart, Qi Yue moved closer to the child, hugged him tighter, patted Yan Yao's back slowly and forcefully with his big hand, and asked soothingly: "Did Yao Yao hear something?"

"A lot of people were crying because they were injured, and some people were scolding others and cursing uncle." Yan Yao was buried in Qi Yue's arms, which made him feel a lot safer and could speak more quickly.

He frowned and listened carefully to the voice in the distance, and said hesitantly: "There is a girl outside the shop selling children's clothes. She has gasoline. She said she would burn uncle and his fans to death, because uncle Stolen... I don't know whose announcement, and Yaoyao doesn't know what an announcement is..."

Qi Yue's expression froze when he heard the words, and he asked: "There is a girl who took gasoline at the gate of the children's clothing area and is going to burn Yang Muqiu? What does she look like?"

"Well, that's what she said." Yan Yao lowered her head, rubbed her eyes with her little hands wearily, then yawned uncontrollably, and murmured: "Yao Yao can't see what they look like, I can only hear what they are saying in their hearts. She has been scolding uncle and wants him to die, but Yao Yao can't understand."

Cursing a person to die...you can imagine how vicious it would be.

Qi Yue was suddenly glad that the child in his arms had become smaller, otherwise, Yan Yao would face the darkness in other people's hearts frequently, and he might not be able to sleep peacefully every day.

However, from just now until now, even if the child was trembling with fear, he didn't show any signs of crying, as if... he had gotten used to it.

Qi Yue closed his eyes and calmed down his sudden rapid breathing. He didn't stay any longer, and quickly walked downstairs with Yan Yao in his arms. While walking, he took out his mobile phone and called the police again.

"...Yes, a young girl with gasoline on her body is at the entrance of the children's clothing area. It is said that Yang Muqiu in the room snatched her idol's notice...there are so many people there, she may ignite the gasoline at any time , must be quick..."

After reporting to the police, Qi Yue had already arrived at the counter on the first floor, he grabbed a security guard who hurried over, explained the situation on the second floor sharply, and said: "Notify your manager immediately, the whole building will not be secured if it is too late. "

The security guard was so frightened that his face paled. He immediately called the person in charge of the mall and urgently contacted other security guards to evacuate the crowd upstairs.

Qi Yue directly borrowed the walkie-talkie at the counter, notified the customers inside to queue up and go downstairs to leave quickly through the broadcast of the mall, and then grabbed the cashier and asked him to repeat what he said.

After finishing all this, he left the shopping mall with Yan Yao in his arms, put the child in the dessert shop across the square, and said in a low voice, "Yao Yao stay here for now, I ordered a cake for you, and I asked the waiter, They will take care of you for a while."

"Where is Qi Yue going? Aren't you going to take the medicine with me?" Yan Yao asked slowly, he grabbed Qi Yue's sleeve uneasily, looking a little confused.

"Go and bring Yang Muqiu out. Also, in order not to alarm that girl, I didn't mention her attempt to set fire and call the police on the radio. Some people may not pay attention to it. I have to stop that girl."

After Qi Yue finished speaking, he carried Yan Yao to the innermost seat, patted the child's head, and said, "Wait for me to come back, be good."

After speaking, before Yan Yao could speak again, Qi Yue turned around and rushed out, heading straight to the shopping mall on the other side of the square.

After Qi Yue left, the child just stared blankly at his father's back, turned his head to look around hesitantly, then stood up suddenly, slid off the seat, and wanted to run out.

However, the waiter who had been on the side for a long time stopped him, bent down and smiled at him: "Little friend, your brother asked you to wait here for him, and the cake will be ready soon, don't you want to eat cake?"

As soon as the words were finished, another waiter came out with cake and juice, and raised his hand to beckon the child over.

Yan Yao sniffed the sweet smell in the air, it was his favorite strawberry cake, but he still shook his head and said seriously: "Yao Yao wants Dad."

The waiter was a little helpless, and coaxed him for a long time, but failed to impress the child.

But it's impossible for them to let Yan Yao go, Yan Yao is only in her early ten years old now, she looks a little ignorant of world affairs, people come and go in the square, if she goes out and gets lost, it is their responsibility.

After a few minutes of stalemate, the waiter came up with a compromise. He pointed to the exquisite tables and chairs outside the door and said:

"Children, your family is across the square, so that's good, you sit by the umbrella and eat cake, so that when your brother comes out, you can see him for the first time.

However, if you run away and your brother can't find you later, you won't be able to go home. "

Hearing this, Yan Yao blinked her black round eyes and thought for a while, then nodded.

The waiter smiled for a moment, and quickly brought out the cake and juice for him.

Yan Yao didn't make any small moves either, and sat down on the chair after following her out, but she just kept looking at the opposite shopping mall unblinkingly with her pitch-black peach eyes, and the cake in front of her didn't move.

Seeing him like this, the waiter felt that the child was stubborn and pitiful for a moment, so he sighed and stood guard.

Yan Yao just looked at the noisy shopping mall and sat obediently without moving.

He seems to have completely forgotten the pain of the past, and he doesn't even know what worry is. Even if someone in the mall is going to set fire to it, he doesn't understand the danger, and just instinctively feels fear.

The waiter thought that if the child was obedient, he would stop making trouble.

But who knows, as time went by, the child began to slide down from the chair frequently, looking up at the flashing lights of the police car on the opposite side.

After watching for a while, he slowly crawled back and stared at the opposite side.

After repeating this, the eyes of the well-behaved child gradually turned red.

He stood at the door in a daze, looking at the other side with his mouth flattened, tears were falling down his round black eyes, but he didn't even utter a sob.

The waiter panicked for a while. He is a single dog who has been single for thousands of years and has basically zero experience in coaxing children. At this moment, he can only squat beside the child, wipe his tears with a tissue, and coax him anxiously: "Kids, don't cry, you Brother will be right back, good boy."

Originally, there was nothing wrong with this wording, but the waiter is a straight man of steel, and the tone of the girl is so stiff that the girl will cry when she hears it. In addition, she panicked, and she didn't grasp the strength of her hand, and directly rubbed one side of the child's face red up.

Yan Yao took a step back from being rubbed by this macho-style tear-wiping method, and the tears fell even more fiercely, but she didn't cry, she just repeated the previous sentence word by word: "Yao Yao... wants a father."

That way, it was a hundred times more miserable than before.

Waiter: ...This is too miserable...I kneel down for you, ancestor, you are crying!