Strawberry Pops

Unable to bear Gu Nuan's tears, Han Yang had no choice but to get into the car under Uncle Zhang's persuasion.It was also this time that Han Yang seemed to know why Wang Sheng was so interested in the Gu family.

For him who lived in the grocery store since he was a child, the Gu family's villa is just like a "castle".Han Yang was dumbfounded, and was almost sluggishly held by Gu Nuan as he entered the gate.

The heating that hit his face made Han Yang step into a palace, a place that he couldn't even imagine.

He and Gu Nuan are really people from two worlds.

At four o'clock in the evening, Ji Mu left work early.He drove into the villa, and as soon as he got out of the car, he heard Gu Nuan shouting excitedly inside the house.Ji Mu didn't know what Gu Nuan was playing, so he walked in worriedly.

As a result, as soon as the door was opened, what came into view was first a huge model airplane that had been pieced together.Then there was Han Yang who was sitting on the carpet with Gu Nuan. He was wearing the sweater knitted by Mrs. Zhang, and his trousers were already pilled.And his cheeks were flushed by the heating, and his eyes were a little emotional under the light.

"Father!" Gu Nuan yelled first, "Brother is so amazing, he fixed the plane in no time!"

Han Yang quickly restrained the color in his eyes, and abruptly looked away from the plane.

He stood up awkwardly, not knowing where to put his hands. He looked at Ji Mu uneasily, for fear that Ji Mu would look down.

Because Han Yang wasn't sure if Ji Mu would welcome him to play here, he nervously grabbed his coat and schoolbag that he had put aside.

Gu Nuan hugged his arm, "Brother, are you going back so soon?"

"Ah."

Gu Nuan said disappointedly, "Then you have to take the plane away. This is also a gift. I helped grandpa take care of the garden in exchange."

But how can such a large model be accommodated in Han Yang's "home"?No matter how much Han Yang liked the plane, he couldn't bring it back.It belongs to this "castle", not to oneself.

He makes the distinction.

Han Yang rejected the gift, and walked out of the house before he even had time to put on his coat.When he passed by Ji Mu, Ji Mu couldn't feel the pheromone in him.As if deliberately suppressed, the mint fragrance was wrapped in the mud and rocks in Han Yang's heart, suffocating in a gust of wind.

It was Ji Mu who stopped him, "Han Yang, is your mother at home today?"

Han Yang stopped, wondering what Ji Mu was asking this for.But from this sentence, he could clearly feel that Ji Mu's attitude towards him was gentle.

Han Yang shook his head, "She has a night shift today."

Ji Mu smiled slightly, "Is there dinner waiting for you at home?"

Han Yang hugged the clothes and schoolbag tightly in his hands, making it difficult to speak.He is going to be hungry tonight, and the stored food in his schoolbag has already been eaten. If Ji Mu can keep him to eat, maybe he will have a good night's sleep tonight.

He stood there shamelessly, waiting for Ji Mu's next sentence.But if Ji Mu asked him to leave, he would leave immediately.

Ji Mu had a childhood similar to Han Yang's, and he keenly read his thoughts.In addition, Han Yang is Gu Nuan's friend, so Ji Mu deliberately followed Han Yang's careful thinking and said, "This is the villa area, it is inconvenient for you to go back by yourself,"

"..."

"Do you want to stay for dinner? I'll drive you back later." Ji Mu pursed his lips.

Han Yang looked up, and he saw that there was no sarcasm in Ji Mu's eyes, only the deep night sky, without stars but trying to contain everything about him.

He lowered his head blankly, "...yes."

He also said "Thank you."

At eight o'clock in the evening, Ji Mu drove Han Yang to the gate of the community.

And Gu Nuan was too tired from playing today, so she fell asleep early under Gu Yuanchen's care.It's just that he held Han Yang's hand before going to bed, and said in a daze, "Brother, see you tomorrow."

An ordinary sentence that cannot be more ordinary.

See you tomorrow.

No one has ever said this to Han Yang, whether it is a classmate, a teacher, or a parent.It seems that all relationships are stuck in today and yesterday, and they have no tomorrow with themselves.

The word tomorrow needs to be looked forward to. Han Yang didn't have this kind of expectation before, but now he has a little bit of it.

He looked at Gu Nuan's hand, it was small, soft and warm.

At this moment, Han Yang seemed to be from the heart, as if he couldn't bear it.The corner of his mouth finally pursed into a strange, almost natural smile.With his delicate face, very gentle.

It's a pity that Gu Nuan was too sleepy, her eyelids were clenched, and she just missed Han Yang's smile,

Perhaps it is because once a person has enough food and clothing, he will have many unrealistic wishes.Han Yang gently shook Gu Nuan's hand, never said such words, so his voice trembled slightly, "See you tomorrow, Gu Nuan."

……

Just before Han Yang got off the car, Ji Mu called him "Han Yang."

Han Yang sat down and waited for Ji Mu to speak.

"Do you want to leave this house?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Han Yang looked at him blankly.

After much deliberation, Ji Mu decided to communicate with Han Yang about the matter decided after discussing with Gu Yuanchen, "There is a private school in the city next door with a very good level of education and a dormitory system. You can stay there during the winter and summer vacations." If you want, I can sponsor you to go to school there, and I will be responsible for the tuition and living expenses until you are admitted to the university. If your grades are good enough, I can even sponsor you to graduate from the university.”

He paused, and picked up a paper bag from the passenger seat, which contained several exercise books.

Ji Mu unbuckled his seat belt, turned around and handed it to Han Yang who couldn't make any expression, "Don't rush to answer me, think about it carefully."

"..."

"I heard from Xiao Nuan that you like doing questions? I picked some exercise books, I don't know if you like them or not." Ji Mu didn't feel anxious if he didn't get a response, so Gu Zi said, "The first book says My number, call me when you think about it, and I will contact your mother."

This was probably the first time Han Yang heard Ji Mu say so much to him.

In Han Yang's eyes, Ji Mu has always been cold, except for Gu Nuan and Gu Yuanchen, he seldom smiles, the whole person is cold.

The heating in the car was sufficient, and Han Yang shivered surprisingly.Holding the paper bag full of things, he couldn't make a decision, and his whole heart kept beating faster.Finally, he pretended to be calm and nodded, intending to get out of the car.

It was also at this time that Ji Mu said to him, "You are still a child, don't always suppress the pheromones in your body, it is not good for your health."

Han Yang pursed his lips, and it took him a long time to open his mouth, "...I don't like it."

After saying this, Han Yang was ready to be questioned why he didn't like it.Unexpectedly, Ji Mu didn't intend to ask at all, and just said, "I didn't like my pheromones when I was young."

"Why?" This time it was Han Yang's turn to ask.

"It used to make me feel miserable." Ji Mu turned sideways, "Pheromone is something you can't throw away. Since you can't avoid it, you have to learn to accept it."

Not liking it, but accepting it.

At Han Yang's age, even if he matured prematurely, he probably wouldn't be able to fully understand Ji Mu's words.

He got out of the car silently, and closed the door with appropriate strength.

Ji Mu sat in the driver's seat and didn't put on his seat belt for a long time.He looked at Han Yang's back until the other party disappeared at the end of the dark street light, then he lowered his head to pull the seat belt again.

Just a few seconds later——

Da da da--

It was the sound of children running hard, which was very clear at night.

The sound of footsteps was louder than the water drops falling on the lake in the early morning, and they were anxious and at a loss.Accompanied by a small panting sound, white mist formed and dispersed in the air.

Under the street lamp, Han Yang stood motionless in front of Ji Mu's car while holding the things in his hands, his teeth trembling.

At that moment, Ji Mu saw himself as a child in Han Yang's eyes.

The mood of wanting to escape is fleeing desperately.One step closer to freedom than the body, any thoughts are too weak to be worth mentioning in front of hope.

Han Yang's eye sockets were reddish, as if they were about to freeze in winter.He gritted his teeth and clenched his fists.The moment Ji Mu got off the car and faced him, he blurted out "You didn't lie to me."

"Do not lie to you."

"You really want to help me get out of here."

"Yes."

"It will always pay for my tuition and living expenses."

"If you're worried about me running away halfway, I can write you a letter of commitment."

"If you go to university, you will need a lot of money."

"It's okay, I'm rich."

Han Yang wiped his eyes indiscriminately, the back of his hand was wet.From the beginning to the end, his tone was not interrogative.He is certain, and he also hopes that the curtain of seasons will be certain.

Ji Mu approached, half bent down, and he and Han Yang, who was not tall now, looked at the same level.

If Han Yang rejects Ji Mu, then his future life will have nothing to do with Ji Mu.Similarly, Ji Mu, as Gu Nuan's father, will cut off the connection between Han Yang and Gu Nuan without hesitation for the safety of the child.

But obviously, Ji Mu hoped that Han Yang would get a new life, "Often times there will be no second opportunity, Han Yang, you should seize this opportunity."

A simple sentence grabbed Han Yang's heart and he kneaded it repeatedly.He didn't know whether to believe in Ji Mu, and he didn't know what the future would look like.

He was confused, but also longing, and finally ended the conversation with a question, "I don't know why you helped me? Is it because of Gu Nuan? But I, he and I haven't known each other for a long time."

All this was too sudden for Han Yang.

Ji Mu didn't answer his question, he stood up, and said softly, "It's getting late, go back, and contact me when you think about it."

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