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The little girl's Omega mother was standing not far behind her, and hurried over to pick up the little girl and apologize to Chu Hancai. Arguing: "I'm sorry, my daughter bumped into you, I'm really sorry."

Chu Hancai took a look at the Omega mother. Although she was slender and thin, she still hugged her child tightly.Her hands were full of small wounds, and she was obviously young, but there was indescribable tiredness and fatigue in her eyes.All the Omega mothers elsewhere in the park had strollers, but this one had just a strap on her shoulders.

With just a few glances, Chu Hancai could see that this mother's daily life was not easy.

"Wait a minute," Chu Hancai said sorry, and quickly went to a children's product store near the park with his briefcase. He took a doll, paid the money, and ran back to the park.

Chu Hancai returned to the original place and handed the doll he just bought to the little girl's mother.

"No, no, no, I can't take this," the mother took a few steps back, but the little girl in her arms seemed very interested in the new toy, and reached out to reach for it.

"I didn't see the way and broke her toy, take it," Chu Hancai took the responsibility on himself without changing his face, and teased the little girl with the toy in one hand. The little girl seemed to like this soft stuffed animal more A velvet rabbit stretched out her white and tender hand. Chu Hancai put it in her palm with a smile, then raised his head and said to the mother, "Look, she likes it very much."

Chu Hancai's words trembled, as if he was about to cry.

But the smile on his face was real, the kind of happiness engraved in his eyes.

It is difficult to imagine two extreme emotions appearing on a person's face at the same time, and it is also difficult to know what he has experienced in the past.

"Then...thank you," said the mother, whose family was poor, and her daughter's toys were left over from other children's children. She knew that this was not polite, but she really couldn't refuse the child's eager eyes.Trembling, the mother reached out to take the toy and stuffed it into her daughter's arms, then patted her daughter's head, "Quick, thank you uncle."

But the little girl is too young and ignorant, and she doesn't know how to express her gratitude. When she sees a new toy, she just plays with it in her hand.

"Why are you not polite at all, you have to say thank you!" The mother patted her daughter on the back and urged her to thank her.

But Chu Hancai bent down to look at the girl, his eyes were filled with tenderness like water: "It's okay, children are like this."

Then he said goodbye to Mother Omega, and walked into the subway with his briefcase.

The way home was a bit long, and I took the subway for 45 minutes before returning home slowly.In the warm yellow light of the setting sun, his pale skin was dyed a normal wheat color, and then as the setting sun faded, it returned to a tragic white.

The handle on the door was warmed by the sun, Chu Hancai was greedy for the temperature, and stretched out his hand to touch it a few times before opening the door.

It is said to be a home, but after all, it is just an empty building.

He favors a minimalist style, with no unnecessary clutter in the room except what is necessary.

Chu Hancai changed his clothes and lay on the bed, looking at the pure white ceiling, there were no decorations, no patterns, only white.

"I met a mother with a child today, and that mother looked very hard, so I gave that child a toy," he said, sitting up from the bed, looking blankly at the black box on the table , "It's a fluffy bunny, the kind I wanted so much when I was a kid."

He said to himself: "You said you don't know? That's because I never told you. If I told you, you would try to make money to buy me toys again. I don't want you to be so Hard."

Chu Hancai lowered his head aggrievedly, looking at his hands, which were also covered with tiny wounds.

Then, like a child, he raised his head and smiled gently: "Look at how sensible I am..."

"How obedient I am..."

"Come here........Praise me......"

He was just smiling, smiling.

Until the tears flowed from the eyes.

Until the teardrops of the double pupils fell on the palm of the hand.

Until the wind passed and told him that there was no living creature in this room except him.

As night fell, he got up to cook.He wasn't very hungry, so he took out the leftovers from the refrigerator, put them in the microwave in order, and placed them on the dining table one by one.The strange thing is that Chu Hancai put three bowls and three pairs of chopsticks, even though he was the only one.He sat in the center, with empty bowls on the left and right.It seemed that he was pretending that someone was eating with him.Directly across from him is a TV set. Nowadays, young people don't like to use TV sets very much. If they want to watch dramas, they always go to their computers or mobile phones.Chu Hancai still kept his previous habit, turning on the TV and playing a random news channel.

The blue light framed the movement of his swallowing.

Chu Hancai was chewing these unattractive foods, from time to time he picked up some vegetables and put them in the left bowl, and from time to time he picked up some meat and put them in the right bowl.

"According to insiders, Phoenix Band..."

He unconsciously listened to the news on the TV, the rice was still raw, Chu Hancai was too lazy to go back to the pot, took a glass of ice water and swallowed the rice.He didn't care much about the news and the outside world. After eating and washing the dishes, he turned off the TV, said something to the black box in the bedroom: "I'm going to paint" and went to the studio.

He sat in front of the canvas for half an hour and didn't move his pen. His mind was full of the demon that Bai Xingye drew in class today.

In the profession of being a teacher, sometimes I have to lament that the blue is better than the blue, and there are people beyond the sky and sky beyond the sky.He originally thought that Bai Xingye was just an ordinary Omega, just like everyone's impression of Omega, gentle, kind, simple, and easy to be used.But I never thought that under such a small body, I could draw such exciting oil paintings.

He took the paintbrush, and after two strokes, he found that what he drew was still imitating the white starry night.Chu Hancai sighed with a wry smile. It seems that today's state is not suitable for painting.

Throwing down the brush, Chu Hancai squatted down to sort out the paintings he had piled up in the corner.

There is a pair of watercolors in the middle, outlining the back of a man with extremely gentle and delicate brushstrokes.In the dim moonlight, in the dark alley, the man is thin and thin, but he walks firmly with every step.

Chu Hancai took a few glances and was still a little dissatisfied. He has always been quite picky about his works, and he would tear them up without mercy.