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

In the middle of the noisy square, the sharp sirens of police cars resounded through the sky, and the originally melodious music broadcast was suddenly interrupted, followed by the police announcing an emergency evacuation of nearby people.

Countless people left here in a hurry under the escort of the police. At a glance, it was crowded with people, and the Guangle Shopping Center on the other side of the square could not be seen at all.

The waiter at the dessert shop naturally heard the announcement from the police, but it was only a square away from the scene of the incident, at least a few hundred meters away, so there was no need to worry about safety.

After confirming that the store manager had no special instructions, the waiter brother who was in charge of watching Yan Yao hurried out the door and wiped Yan Yao's tears with the baby wipes he just bought.

The waiter brother was about to cry: he is guilty, he rubbed the face of his precious son red, and there is a big mark on it, it is very obvious, how can he explain it when the child's parents find him... It is too difficult to face the risk of being complained when you go to work one day.

Yan Yao didn't care that the person in front of him rubbed his face red, but just stood there in a daze, tightly pinching the hem of his clothes with his drooping little hands.

He looked at the anxious little brother in front of him, his dark eyes didn't blink, and he just kept shedding tears, and it took him a long time to whimper softly: "...I want Dad."

"Here...where can I find your father?" The waiter replied dejectedly, scratching his hair with a headache.

This child was crying too quietly. He had never seen a child crying like this before. Which of the brats he usually saw didn't just cry casually. How could he be so peaceful?

"Cough... kid, do you know your dad's phone number? Or your home phone number? How about I call you home, okay?" There was no other way, so the waiter had to take out the phone and click on the screen Point it out to the child, eyes filled with anticipation.

However, Yan Yao just shook her head slowly.

The teardrops that kept rolling were wiped off by a soft wet tissue, Yan Yao sobbed a little, looked at the person in front of her helplessly, and repeated: "...to find my father."

The waiter brother failed to coax the child again, and sighed sadly.

He always thought that Qi Yue across the square was Yan Yao's elder brother, and Yan Yao was talking about wanting a father, so he didn't turn the corner for a while, thinking about how to contact the child's father.

Scratching his head and scratching his head for a while, he couldn't bear to watch Yan Yao cry like this, so the waiter stood up and planned to go to the opposite side of the square to find someone.

However, just as he stood up, the hem of his clothes was suddenly grabbed by a small fleshy hand.

Immediately afterwards, that little hand slowly pinched the hem of his clothes into the palm of his hand, pulling him forward like that.

The waiter lowered his head in astonishment, and took two steps forward with that small force, and the child continued to pull him away without saying a word, obviously asking him to take a piece to the opposite side of the square.

The waiter brother frowned suddenly.This matter is not easy to handle, because he doesn't know whether the other side is safe or not.

But when he looked at the crying face of the child, he was surprised to find that... except for the remaining tears, Yan Yao didn't even need him to comfort her, so she stopped crying, but stubbornly tried to pull him away, even crookedly ran up.

Two or three meters ahead are the steps.Yan Yao was in a hurry to pull people away, and didn't have time to watch the road. When passing by, she didn't even have time to lift her foot and kicked to the high steps, and she immediately jumped forward.

"Oh... slow down!" Seeing this, the waiter quickly grabbed Yan Yao with his backhand, and successfully carried the child back before he fell to the ground.

This fall startled him a lot, the waiter completely surrendered, he hurriedly took the child's hand, and took Yan Yao away by himself.

On Yan Yao's side, seeing someone leading her to walk, she was not as tired as before, the child's dark eyes no longer shed tears, but her small steps were bigger than before.

He didn't cry for no reason, but no one knew.

Yan Qingcheng was not there, and the child didn't know how to explain it.

From the moment Qi Yue left the dessert shop and reached the second floor of the shopping mall, countless screams and curses completely occupied Yan Yao's mind.

The darkness that is unique to human nature is like a beast that chooses and devours people, accompanied by countless inner voices, and it continues to pass into his ears.

Boundless fear filled his mind, oppressing the child so much that he didn't even know how to express it. Even after dawdling for so long, those instinctive fears about the dark side of human nature were still like a gangrene, like a thorn in his back.

It is impossible for a ten-year-old child to explain why he is crying and why he is afraid. The only thought is to find his father.

Under such deep fear, Yan Yao was able to keep quiet all the time, without breaking down and crying, she had exhausted all her self-control.

He was obediently led by the waiter brother across the square.

Because there were too many people on the road, halfway through the walk, worried that the child would be knocked down, the waiter brother picked up Yan Yao.

Of course, he originally planned to hold Yan Yao, but his skills were not up to par, and the appearance of holding a child seemed to strangle him to death, so he could only carry it on his back.

Yan Yao was a very talkative child, she didn't care about it, she lay on her stomach obediently, and kept looking at the crowd around her with ignorant eyes, trying to find his father.

At this time, all the customers in Guangle Mall had been sent out, except for the room in the fitting room in the children's clothing area on the second floor, which belonged to Yang Muqiu's fans.

However, due to the high popularity of Yang Muqiu, the reporter did not know where Yang Muqiu was attacked by fans here. In less than half an hour, the entrance of the shopping mall was already surrounded by reporters carrying cameras. A live news broadcast was launched.

In addition, many fans who like Yang Muqiu also came after hearing the news, and they were crowding outside the temporary fence built by the police, shouting Yang Muqiu's name hoarsely.

The scene was very chaotic at one time. The waiter was tall, he stood outside the crowd, jumped up and down, looked in hard, and when he saw the reporter, he immediately covered his face, turned around quickly, took out a black mask from his pocket and put it on. superior.

Seeing him like this, Yan Yao on her back felt even more uneasy.You must know that Yang Muqiu also wears a mask.

The child instinctively wears a mask = can't see people = will be chased and ran away if found, his little face wrinkled in grievance.

The waiter brother didn't know that Yan Yao had seen through him, he looked around with the child on his back, but didn't see Qi Yue, so he tried to go around the fence and enter the mall.

Sure enough, the security guard at the door stopped him immediately.

"Sorry to bother you, big brother, my friend Qi Yue just went in to save someone, can you send him out?"

The security guard was taken aback when he heard the words, and said, "Oh... you mean the pretty guy in the black school uniform? The tall one."

"That's right, that's right!" The waiter recalled Qi Yue's appearance, and nodded quickly, "It's not safe inside now, the child on my back is his younger brother, and now I am in a hurry to find him home."

The security guard shook his head in embarrassment for a moment, "This can't be done, the little brother surnamed Qi just subdued that psychopath with gasoline, and someone inside got burned. The police must be asking questions right now."

"That's it..." The waiter brother looked back and forth, suddenly approached the other party, and said in a low voice, "Brother, please, look, the little guy on my back has been crying for half an hour, and I want to find his brother." .It's so chaotic outside now, I'm afraid this kid will get lost later, can you let us come in first and wait for his brother."

Hearing this, the security guard raised his head and looked back, and sure enough, he saw Yan Yao, whose eyes were red with grievances, and he softened his heart, and said, "Come in, wait at the door, don't go into the mall."

The waiter brother successfully mixed in with Yan Yao.

Without the threat of crowds of journalists and fans outside, the big and small people are obviously much better off.

Yan Yao grabbed the clothes on the younger brother's shoulders with both hands, looked at them quietly for a while, and suddenly whispered, "Uncle is here."

As soon as the words fell, the sound of an ambulance came from far and near.

The waiter quickly moved aside with Yan Yao on his back, and soon saw several nurses getting out of the car carrying several stretchers.

Within a few minutes, the police in the mall helped to carry a few wounded people out.

When Yan Yao saw the person on the last stretcher, she suddenly struggled to get off her little brother.

"Hey, hey, be careful..." The waiter quickly squatted down and put the child on the ground.

But before he could ask, the child ran back without looking back, thumping all the way to the side of the last stretcher, ignoring the nurse's obstruction, and directly stretched out his little hand to grab the stretcher lying on the edge of the stretcher. that big hand.

Because Yan Yao rushed towards him suddenly, the nurses didn't dare to pull him away for a while, seeing that he was young, so they could only stop, for fear that the child would not be able to keep up and fall.

Seeing this, the police guards on both sides ran over quickly and stretched out their hands to hug Yan Yao.

This commotion successfully woke up Yang Muqiu who was on the stretcher with his eyes closed.

Yang Muqiu's entire arm was burned by the fire. He was already dizzy from the pain, but now he felt the little hand covering the back of his hand. When he opened his eyes, he saw the policeman was going to take away Yan Yao, so he hurriedly endured the pain and sat up. Reaching out to take Yan Yao into his arms, he forced a smile and said:

"Sorry, sorry, this kid belongs to my family, let him go with him, he is very good."

Hearing the words, the young police officer sized up Yan Yao carefully, and then looked at Yang Muqiu. Seeing that Yan Yao showed no signs of rejecting fear, he waved his hand and shouted: "The wounded in front! Hurry up to the ambulance, Yang Muqiu." Someone here from Mr. will follow, and we will go to the hospital together later to help him look after his son."

After such an explanation, the police stopped stopping and hurried forward to maintain order.

Only then did Yang Muqiu let go of Yan Yao, and he lay back on the stretcher weakly.

He is in a very bad condition at the moment, and he really doesn't have the energy to explain to the child, so he only uses his good hand to continue holding Yan Yao, and let Yan Yao follow him.

The nurses also slowed down in unison.

It wasn't until the door of the ambulance was closed that the waiter who followed not far away breathed a sigh of relief with his hands on his hips, but within a few seconds, he touched his chin suspiciously and muttered:

"No, that child is Yang Muqiu's son, but the person who entrusted the child is called Qi Yue, this is not a family at all! Damn it! Can't make a mistake..."

After all, the child looked a little silly... It is not impossible to admit the wrong father.

Thinking of this, the waiter brother felt cold sweat on his forehead, and hurriedly turned back to the mall to look for Qi Yue.

And behind him, the group of journalists squatting behind him were equally fluctuating and bright-eyed.

Look what they squatted on!Yang Muqiu is not only married but also has a son!Tomorrow's headlines are here.

On the other side, Yan Yao, who had no idea that she had become someone else's son, was obediently sitting cross-legged in the ambulance, looking at the semi-conscious Yang Muqiu without blinking.

The child stared at the person quietly for a while, but he couldn't hold back, and climbed off the hospital bed carefully, stuck it to Yang Muqiu's ear, and asked several questions in a low voice:

"Uncle, Qi Yue said that he will come to find the medicine soon, so when will he come to pick up the medicine? Will he also come in an ambulance?"

Yang Muqiu, who was enduring the pain, trembled when he heard the words, and quickly opened his eyes, looking at the child beside him.

The child looked at him seriously.

"..." Yang Muqiu moved his Adam's apple subconsciously, covered his eyes with his hands, and lay back.

How is he going to explain to this kid that getting in the ambulance means following him out of the shopping mall, Qi Yue was not injured, unless he had a pair of wings, otherwise it would be impossible to chase him... No wonder Yan Yao didn't know when she followed him into the car just now Don't cry, it turned out to be a misunderstanding...

At this moment, the child probably naively thought that if he found his uncle first, his father would follow him right away.

Yang Muqiu sighed silently, took out his phone and sent a text message to Qi Yue.

If he didn't guess wrong, Qi Yue must have gone to the dessert shop to find Yan Yao by now, and he had to call someone over before the child found out.