scapegoat

Xiao Yang couldn't sleep because of the toothache, so he woke up early in the morning.

When I entered the bathroom and looked in the mirror, half of my face was already swollen.Xiao Yang sighed, thinking that he might not be able to go to work today, so he could only send a text message to Su Huiyun and continue to ask for leave.

Opening the door and going downstairs, Lang Zhongming was eating breakfast at the table.

Xiao Yang always felt that what he said last night was a little too excited, and he was embarrassed to see him, so he lowered his head hastily.

Lang Zhongming was taken aback: "Why is your face swollen? Do your teeth still hurt?"

Xiao Yang looked uncomfortably at Xiaofeng who was preparing breakfast for himself in the kitchen, and said to him from left to right: "I asked Su Huiyun for leave, and I will take another day off."

Lang Zhongming nodded: "That's for sure. If you feel uncomfortable, it doesn't matter if you ask for a few more days. It's not that Tang Qing can't handle daily things."

Xiao Yang said perfunctorily, "Let's see it tomorrow."

Lang Zhongming looked at Xiao Yang's unsteady mind, and didn't really want to talk to him, so he felt a little uneasy.

Thinking of my worries last night, I always felt that I should talk to Xiao Yang.But Xiao Yang is suffering from severe toothache now, so he definitely doesn't want to talk much, so he can only put this matter aside for now.

The most important thing now is to help Xiao Yang relieve the pain, otherwise, seeing the posture of cursing people last night, he will be able to stab people directly tonight after holding back for another day.

"There are ready-made ice cubes in the refrigerator. How about wrapping them in a towel and applying them to your face? If you don't care about the swelling, it might get worse tomorrow."

Xiao Yang was in so much pain that he didn't even have the strength to use his brain, so he could only do what Lang Zhongming said.

Xiaofeng was afraid that Xiao Yang wouldn't be able to bite his mouth, so today he deliberately diced all the ingredients, and boiled them with rice grains for a long time, until the whole bowl of porridge melted in his mouth.

Xiao Yang drank the porridge, his stomach warmed up, and the thought of not having to go to work made him feel a little better.

Lang Zhongming was about to leave after eating, and he couldn't help telling Xiao Yang: "Relax at home, drink plenty of warm water and lie down more. If the pain is severe, take some painkillers, but don't take too much, it's three-point poison Well."

Xiao Yang frowned: "Are you in a meeting? So many words..."

Lang Zhongming smiled helplessly: "All right, all right, I won't talk anymore. I'm leaving, call me if you need anything."

Xiao Yang is used to being alone, and has never experienced this kind of experience of being controlled by others for a long time, so he is particularly uncomfortable.When Lang Zhongming talked too much, he felt a headache, but in fact, when he thought about it carefully, he was also concerned about him.

"Um……"

Seeing Xiao Yang's ashamed face when he agreed, Lang Zhongming felt strange, as if Xiao Yang had been very polite to him recently.

However, since Xiao Yang would get angry again if he didn't leave, Lang Zhongming could only resist the idea of ​​staying with him, changed his shoes, took his computer bag and went to work.

Xiao Yang took a painkiller, wrapped himself in a blanket on the sofa and closed his eyes to rest.

He knew in his heart that although he didn't speak much, he actually had a bad temper. People who had been with him for a long time would find this out, and Lang Zhongming must be more aware of this.

In the past, if he lost his temper, no one would pay attention to it, and he might be punished in reverse, so after a long time, he suppressed his temper in his heart.

Recently, when he was relaxed, he often couldn't control himself, and any thought that flashed in his mind was just shaken out.

The resentment, unhappiness and irritability that had accumulated in his heart were all thrown out to Lang Zhongming now.

It was also because Lang Zhongming felt guilty towards him and always let him do everything.

But after all, one matter counts, Xiao Yang remembered an old saying that his mother often said: "Everything is right for things, not for people."

Among the wrong things Lang Zhongming has done, he has already forgiven them, so let's just treat them as past and don't count on them; if he really can't forgive, he can make up for them as Lang Zhongming wants.

But for Lang Zhongming himself, Xiao Yang had been moved in the past, and later became discouraged, even feared and resented, and now he can get along harmoniously with great difficulty, and he can't always lose his temper.

Xiao Yang sighed, thinking that his temper should be changed, not only to Lang Zhongming, but also to everyone.He didn't have to face other people before, but now that he has entered the society, he should also abide by the habits of social people.

If you are polite to people, you will be able to get along well on the surface, and your work and life will be able to go on regularly.

The bigger advantage is that the more polite you are, the safer you will be from the psychological distance.

But I don't know why, Xiao Yang couldn't control his temper when facing Lang Zhongming, and wanted to ridicule him every now and then.

Could it be because of Lang Zhongming himself?Is he really too cheap?

Xiao Yang was thinking wildly. After the effect of the medicine took effect, he began to feel a little dazed, and a lot of thoughts roiled in his mind between sleeping and waking.

Lang Zhongming, who was a few streets away, was sitting in his office looking at the project documents, when suddenly his nose itched for no reason and he sneezed.

Mr. Lang, who almost never catches a cold, was puzzled: "Huh???"

After work in the evening, Lang Zhongming took a detour and bought a tomato fat beef casserole to cook back.

At home, Xiao Yang was still asleep on the sofa.The temperature was low at night, Lang Zhongming turned on the heater in the living room, and then went into the kitchen.

"Xiaofeng, warm it up for a while and make rice for Xiao Yang."

Xiaofeng also recently learned the skills of Nouyulang Zhongming from Molly, and smiled: "Master, you don't just think about Brother Xiao Yang when you go to work, do you?"

Lang Zhongming reached out and tapped Xiaofeng's head lightly: "Next time, tell him in front of him and see if he will kill you."

Xiaofeng stuck out his tongue.

Xiao Yang has a bad temper recently, and he doesn't dare to provoke him if he scolds others.

Lang Zhongming didn't think Xiao Yang had a bad temper. To put it bluntly, this person was educated to be well-behaved since he was a child. Even if he had a loud voice, the words he used were not offensive at all, but they always made him want to laugh.

Lang Zhongming returned to the living room and woke Xiao Yang up: "Get up, go wash your face, and eat in a while."

In a daze, Xiao Yang heard Lang Zhongming's very gentle voice, and was in a trance for a while, just sat up, dazed in a daze.

Lang Zhongming thought his appearance was very funny: "Cough, what are you doing? Stupid?"

Xiao Yang came back to his senses, and rolled his eyes again: "Slow down, I'm a little dizzy."

Lang Zhongming smiled: "Have you slept for a long time, just get up and eat. Do you still have a toothache?"

Xiao Yang shook his head.

He did sleep for a long time. Except for lunch at home, he lay on the sofa for the rest of the day.

My head is not as uncomfortable as before, and I don't know if it is numb or what.

The tomato fat beef casserole that Lang Zhongming bought back was really delicious, and Xiao Yang ate more than half a bowl of rice than usual.

It's just that he can't bite the fat cow very much. In the end, Lang Zhongming can only pick it up and eat it by himself, so as not to waste it.

After eating, Xiao Yang looked at the calendar on the wall to count the days: "Will you be paid next Monday?"

Lang Zhongming nodded: "Yes, Zhou Yifa, what's the matter? If you want to buy something, I can put it first."

Xiao Yang: "No, just ask. After the salary is paid, I want to save some for the teacher."

Lang Zhongming raised his bonus again, and now he directly uses the provident fund to repay the loan every month. The company's arrears and commercial loans are divided equally into each month, and the repayment amount is not large, but he can have some left over.

In addition to preparing for the decoration part, Xiao Yang still wants to save the rest, so that the accumulation can be counted into Professor Yuan's fund in the future.

Lang Zhongming frowned and disagreed: "I think it's better for you to save some money for yourself. Now I can help you with anything. If one day I become poor and white, you have to leave yourself a way out."

Xiao Yang was silent, knowing that Lang Zhongming was right.

In fact, he has never lived independently. He relied on his parents when he was a child, and later on the Ying family. He lived in prison for ten years, but he didn't have to worry about food and clothing. Now that he is out, he also lives on the welfare of Lang Zhongming and Hongsheng.

Lang Zhongming would be so sincerely thinking about him, he couldn't help being touched.

But it's a pity that Lang doesn't know how to accept it when he sees it, and he goes off topic again: "Or I can't take care of myself at all. You see, I have no relatives and no reason. Do you have the heart to abandon me? You want to Give me something to eat!"

Xiao Yang rolled his eyes 360 degrees to the sky: "No."

Xiaofeng smiled at the side: "Brother Xiao Yang, you draw a big cake for the master, order a few sesame seeds, and hang it around his neck. Not only will the master not starve to death, but you can also teach the children idioms. Read after me: draw, Cake, filling, hunger—”

Xiao Yang couldn't help but burst out laughing, Lang Zhongming looked happy in his heart, but still had to pretend to be wronged: "Why do I feel that I am getting less and less status?"

However, Xiao Yang's reaction today was completely beyond Lang Zhongming's expectations. He thought that he would be scolded again with his glib words.

Xiao Yang didn't say anything, but he was actually a little grateful to Lang Zhongming in his heart, knowing that Lang Zhongming had been helping him with all his heart during this time.

He also wanted to change his mentality and try to live a serious life again.

After Xiaofeng went into the kitchen to clean up, Xiao Yang took the initiative to sit on the sofa and switch the TV channels with the remote control.

But Xiao Yang was sitting on the side sofa, and Lang Zhongming felt resentful, and he couldn't have the cheek to pull people to sit next to each other on the couch, so he could only sit in the middle alone.

"Xiao Yang...you..."

Xiao Yang turned to look at Lang Zhongming, his eyes were much more open than before.Lang Zhongming vaguely felt that Xiao Yang's attitude towards him was different, but it was not in the direction he hoped for.

"I thought about Zhong Jin a lot later. It was because we didn't pay attention to what he really wanted in his heart that led him astray... I'm actually afraid that you will do the same..."

Xiao Yang was taken aback for a moment, and somehow he was involved.

Lang Zhongming looked at Xiao Yang: "If you really hate me and want me to stay far away, then I can go away. You can return the house immediately and buy a second-hand one, and you can move right away... I You can also move back to the old house. I want you to stay, not only to make up for it, but I also want you to accompany me... But... I just... I'm not sure what you think of me... I just Wondering about this..."

Lang Zhongming spoke incoherently, as if he didn't organize his language well, so he spoke hastily.

Xiao Yang was silent for a while, and said indifferently: "I don't care what you do, I only care about my own life now, and I don't notice you."

Lang Zhongming was both relieved and sad when he heard it.Thinking about it, Xiao Yang also liked him before.

It was he who missed the opportunity and could never go back to the past.