scapegoat

"do you want to eat?"

Xiao Yang asked lightly, after all, he had no energy left.

But to Lang Zhongming, who had just slid down the mountain, it undoubtedly sounded like thunder on the ground.

"what are you doing!"

Xiao Yang's mind went blank, and he was still wondering why Lang Zhongming was here: "You..."

The pregnant female wolf was not so polite to the new meat, she arched her back and bared her teeth, as if she was about to pounce on it in the next second.

Xiao Yang was already very weak, his pale face and the cold sweat dripping from his forehead looked particularly glaring.

Wherever Lang Zhongming dared to stay, he climbed up with his back on his back.

Fortunately, the ambulance team came quickly, and everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief after pulling the two to the main road with ropes.

Xiao Yang had some scratches on his body, but it was nothing serious. Only then did Lang Zhongming feel that his heart, which was about to leave his body, had stabilized.

Molly was wiping Xiao Yang away, and Ke Chen came over to help Lang Zhongming.

Lang Zhongming turned his head and stopped a staff member: "Hello, there is an injured female wolf down here, it seems to be pregnant."

The staff was taken aback, and immediately reported to organize further rescue operations.

Xiao Yang was in a daze, and suddenly remembered a small thing from long ago.

At that time, everything hadn't started to look out of order. Lang Zhongming was holding a dying stray dog ​​in his arms, begging his father to drive the dog to the animal hospital.

Later, the stray dog ​​still couldn't make it through, and died on the operating table within 10 minutes after arriving at the hospital.

Lang Zhongming stayed with the dog for a long time with red eyes, and finally found a mountain to bury it.

Xiao Yang thought, at that time, Lang Zhongming was really like a little angel, with a soft heart, and he was trying to please him in every possible way, why...

Why is it like this now?

Xiao Yang used to like Lang Zhongming, after all, who wouldn't like that kind of heart-warming child?

It was only later that he gradually understood that such feelings cannot exist.

Since then, he has never thought about what he shouldn't have.

They still failed to climb to the top of the mountain that day, and Xiao Yang was led down the mountain by Lang Zhongming. They had a meal together and went home separately.

Lang Zhongming carried the limp Xiao Yang all the way back to his bedroom, looking at the huddled man in front of him, he didn't know what to do.

He originally wanted to take this opportunity to ease the relationship with Xiao Yang, but he didn't expect that this person's physical fitness was so poor, and the scene in the ravine made his heart tremble even more.

What kind of state of mind must a person be in to be willing to feed himself to wolves?

Lang Zhongming didn't dare to think about it.

Xiao Yang has always followed others obediently, as if he would obediently accept whatever life gave him.Except for the previous collapse, he had never resisted.

But now Lang Zhongming had to wonder whether Xiao Yang didn't want to live anymore, and was just waiting for an accident to die one day, so that he could say goodbye to all the suffering in this world.

Such a guess is too scary, Lang Zhongming can only keep it in his heart, and treat Xiao Yang even more nicely.

It's just that he has too many misdeeds, Xiao Yang doesn't seem to appreciate it, he always treats him indifferently, and sometimes even puts on an expression like he has seen a ghost because of his help.

Lang Zhongming couldn't get anything good, but Molly seemed to like running to their house, and came here every three days to give Xiao Yang warmth.

Xiao Yang was still the same, and he was so dazed that he didn't know how to deal with unfamiliar people who were too friendly to him.The strange thing is that Lang Zhongming did not express any objection to this.

In fact, Lang Zhongming's idea was very simple, he just thought it would be good to have someone to talk with Xiao Yang.

But poor Ke Chen, who calls his wife three times a day to urge his wife to go home.

The calendar turned over, and soon it was the winter solstice.

According to the tradition of City C, every household will drink mutton soup on this day.The small wind tossed open early in the morning, and the whole house was filled with a strong smell of meat.

Boer goat meat from the northwest has no smell and tastes good. It is the ingredient that the Lang family chooses every year during the winter solstice.

Xiao Yang smelled this smell, as if he had returned to the past.

The whole family was attracted to the kitchen one after another, and was driven out by Xiaofeng. They could only wait at the dining table to make up for the feeling of eating mutton.

Xiao Yang supported his head and looked at the people at the table: Lang Zhongjin played with his mobile phone with his head down, Lang Zhongming idly turned his chopsticks, and the old man flipped through today's morning newspaper...

It seems that there are seldom times when I am so calm...

After so many days, Lang Zhongming stopped harassing him after restraining his minions. Xiao Yang even thought, can we just live in peace like this?

After the mutton soup was served, Xiaofeng filled a bowl for everyone, and filled two thermos bottles for himself and Butler Gong by the way.

The warmth flowed into the stomach along with the soup and mutton, and even the old man let out a comfortable "hoo".

Xiao Yang drank quietly, rarely feeling relaxed.

In the evening, the family gathered around the TV to watch the news broadcast. The topics they talked about ranged from national security to unsalable fruits and vegetables in the hands of farmers. Xiao Yang couldn't get in his mouth, but he listened attentively.

It's been a long time since I've cared about what's going on outside.

The old man couldn't hold on anymore, so he went upstairs to rest after 7 o'clock, leaving the three juniors to continue chatting.

Lang Zhongjin leaned closer to Xiao Yang, and asked mysteriously, "Brother Xiao Yang? Are you and Sister Molly a couple?"

Xiao Yang caught a glimpse of Lang Zhongming's unhappy face, and suddenly his head turned two: "How is it possible, don't talk nonsense."

Lang Zhongming sneered, staring at the TV: "There is no possibility of him having any relationship with a woman, you are out of your mind."

Hearing Xiao Yang's words, even Lang Zhongjin's unintentional laughter became harsh.

Lang Zhongming probably felt bad after he finished speaking, so he shut his mouth embarrassingly.

Xiao Yang shrank back on the sofa, folded his arms and watched the news carefully, never looking at them again.

Lang Zhongming knew he was wrong, and soon he rolled back to his bedroom in disgrace.

As soon as Lang Zhongjin saw the person leave, he immediately stuck to him again: "Brother Xiao Yang, you and Sister Mo Li are really not a couple?"

Xiao Yang laughed: "Why are you working so hard?"

Lang Zhongjin shrunk his neck: "I just feel... my brother is too ghostly. You have worked hard with him. It's not like Sister Molly, who has a good personality and good character!"

Xiao Yang was silent for a long time, and said in a low voice, "Don't meddle in it."

Lang Zhongjin curled his lips boredly, got up and went back to his room.

The air in Ling's house cooled down again, as if the temperature brought up by the mutton soup was just an illusion.

The next day, Lang Zhongming asked Molly out early in the morning, and the two found a cake shop, sitting and chatting while eating.

Molly: "What are you doing? Putting on a dirty face."

Lang Zhongming didn't know where to start his words for a while, and felt that he was too small-minded, so he hesitated for a long time before he opened his mouth under the female warrior's "I'll ask Xiao Yang myself".

"I want to say...my brother matched you with Xiao Yang Lalang yesterday..."

Molly's head was full of black lines, making a black question mark: "What???"

Lang Zhongming didn't know what to say anymore, and he didn't even understand why he asked someone out to talk about it.

Molly put on Lang Zhongming's arm with an expression of "I've lost to you" and advised, "Don't think too much, I think Xiao Yang has just come out of prison now, and probably no thought will be better than life. The desire to get on the right track came strong."

Lang Zhongming thought about it carefully and knew that what she said made sense.

Molly continued: "Look, he hasn't fully stabilized yet, you need to give him some time to let him adapt to this society."

Lang Zhongming seemed to have thought of something, suddenly raised his head, and blurted out a question: "Do you think he doesn't want to live anymore?"

Molly was taken aback for a moment, and couldn't explain clearly for a while, but she knew that there must be a reason for Lang Zhongming's question.

"If he is not emotionally stable, you can add fuel to his fire. You can't tell if you have such an idea, but I don't think he is a person who will take the initiative to pursue something. If you get along well, I feel that he will not commit suicide. Right. Maybe after a while, he will recover and he will be able to find his own purpose in life."

Lang Zhongming sighed, and smiled gratefully at Molly.

When he had any doubts or grievances when he was young, he mostly told Ke Chen; later, Xiao Yang; and later...Molly, as a rare woman in his life, was similar in age and more delicate than others, Lang Zhongming I often come to her to vomit bitterness.

Seeing that Ke Chen and Mo Li are so happy now, he is also happy as friends, but in the future, the two will stick together even more, and he can't find a "confidant sister" even if he wants to find one.

Returning to Hongsheng with a complicated mood, Su Huiyun trotted up all the way and gave him another blockbuster.

"Mr. Ling, a gossip magazine's Weibo just posted a picture of you having dinner with a girl, saying..."

Lang Zhongming was taken aback: "Which magazine?"

"Star Entertainment's first-line."

As Su Huiyun said, she showed the phone to Lang Zhongming.

In the photo, it is the distant view of the conversation between Lang Zhongming and Molly just now. Looking at it from the perspective of the candid photographer, Molly's hand is tightly clutching Lang Zhongming's arm, with a concerned expression.

What's worse is that the media wanted to interview him immediately, but after failing to contact him, they went to ask Lang Dewen instead.

Lang Dewen replied through his spokesperson that "he does not intervene in the affairs of young people, and he does not object to it." This reply caused a thousand waves with one stone.

Mo Li's family can be regarded as a well-known family, and the news that Mo's family and Ling's family are going to get married spreads like wildfire, showing an uncontrollable trend.

Before Lang Zhongming had time to get a headache, the most terrifying thing happened.

Molly stepped on her high-heeled shoes and rushed in ferociously, and beat Lang Zhongming: "God, don't meddle! God, don't object! Isn't this old man stupid! Ah!"

Lang Zhongming hurriedly stopped the dazed young lady who was dizzy and unscrupulous: "Okay, you calm down, this is just a misunderstanding, just clear it up. Grandpa doesn't know that you and Ke Chen haven't broken up yet, he just treats you like you I didn't plan to make up after we had a fight last time."

The eldest lady twisted a few more times: "Damn! You're looking forward to our breakup every day, aren't you?"

Lang Zhongming silently twitched the corner of his mouth, and in his heart he was also blaming the old man for expressing his own opinion.

But this matter is really not difficult to solve. Both Molly and Lang Zhongming are frank and frank, and they are not afraid of gossip. After all, they are all too familiar.

In the end, Lang Zhongming stood up and said that he was just telling Molly, a senior who was about to become a wife, the family's bitterness. Molly and Ke Chen took the opportunity to announce their marriage, and the public opinion turned around all of a sudden.

After confirming the date of the wedding, Molly happily ran to Ying's house again, pulling Xiao Yang's arm and asking him to make a promise: "You have to write me a letter, you must come to our wedding! Don't come! Don't be late Leaving early! No red envelopes allowed!"

Lang Zhongming didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Okay, I gave the red envelope on behalf of our family together with him. I will definitely bring it to you when the time comes. Don't talk about it. He's blushing."

Xiao Yang lowered his head in embarrassment, not knowing where to put his eyes.

Having been an otaku in prison for ten years, I really don't know how to deal with this kind of situation.

Lang Zhongming asked Molly to let go of Xiao Yang, pulled the girl aside, and said in a low voice, "Let me discuss something with you. I don't think Xiao Yang is used to communicating with people. Isn't your house newly renovated? When will you take him there?" As a guest?"

Upon hearing this, Molly readily agreed.

This weekend, Ke Chen drove Xiao Yang and Lang Zhongming to Molly's house to play.

It was the first time Xiao Yang went to someone else's house to display it, and he was so stiff that his whole body was on the same page.Lang Zhongming followed beside him, wanting to laugh but also aching.

After entering the door, Molly's parents came out to greet her.

"This is my parents. Let me introduce you. This is Xiao Yang. It's the first time to visit our house~!"

Molly pushed Xiao Yang forward, Xiao Yang stared blankly at the middle-aged couple in front of him, and his mind was spinning for a while.

He didn't expect to meet the survivors of the shipwreck here.

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Molly: Is the only woman in a group of men in charge of CP? ? ?I really want to fuck...