The little crying bag of the male protagonist dressed as a bamboo horse

In the afternoon of spring, the sun shines lightly on the earth, smudged with warmth.

In the community park, a boy about five years old was sitting on a swing, dangling with the swing, with a boring expression.

The kid next to him was happily playing with the sand pile, glanced at him from time to time, and urged: "Rough, come and play together!"

The boy sitting on the swing was fair-skinned, with delicate and lovely eyebrows and eyes. He frowned when he heard this: "How many times have I said it, I'm not called rough."

The child was stunned for a moment, then sniffed his snot, and said obediently, "Oh, rough."

Mo Chujue: "..." Okay.

He really couldn't stand the two lines of snot hanging from the child, so he took out a piece of paper from his pocket and handed it over.

The child took it and wiped it, and continued to play the game of piled sand. Mo Chujue sat on the swing and watched him silently. After a while, there was a sound of frolicking behind him, which was the unique immature voice of a boy.

The child who was playing with the sand froze, and secretly glanced back with fear in his eyes.

Mo Chujue sensed something was wrong with him, and asked, "What's wrong?"

The child withdrew his gaze and looked at him with begging eyes: "Rough, I don't want to play anymore, let's go home, or my mother will scold me."

Mo Chujue glanced back and immediately understood: "Yes."

After speaking, he jumped off the swing, patted the sand on the child's body, and led him out.

At this moment, a malicious laughter suddenly came from behind: "Liu Wei Wei, the slug has gone home to find its mother!"

The child was so angry that he trembled all over, he turned his head and said back: "You're the one with the snot!"

Mo Chujue was calmer, but he also turned around and looked at the group of people with cold eyes.

Seeing him with cold eyes, the boys fell silent for a moment, but Mo Chujue's body was only five years old after all, so it had no deterrent effect. After the boys realized it, they were not afraid: "What are you looking at? Looking for a beating!"

There are four or five people over there, all of them are boys of six or seven years old. I don't dare to go up to head-to-head with my body.

A man can bend and stretch, let's see how I beat you in the future.

Mo Chu thought about it with determination, and then dragged the little gamecock-like child away.

Seeing them running away, the group of boys became even more arrogant: "I'm scared!"

Holding hands tightly, Mo Chujue glanced at the children beside him and said, "Don't be angry, I will teach them a lesson for you in the future."

The child shrugged his nose, and said unceremoniously: "My mother said, I am older than you, so I am the elder brother."

Mo Chujue: "..."

Mo Chujue: "Liang Yuxuan, shut up!"

Liang Yuxuan pursed his lips, and said in a low voice, "It's the truth..."

The two fought back and forth all the way, and when they got home, there was still some time before dinner.

There are two families on the first floor of the apartment they live in. The Liang family is on the right side of Mo's house. The two families have been neighbors for more than five years, and they have a good relationship. In addition, the children are about the same age, so they often communicate.

After Mo Chujue said goodbye to Liang Yuxuan, he returned home. Today is Wednesday, Mo Xuanwen went to work, and Jiang Yiling was the only one at home.

He hugged Jiang Yiling's thigh skillfully, and said softly, "Mom, I'm back."

"Why did the baby come back so early today?" Jiang Yiling kissed his tender little face, and said with a smile, "Whatever you want to eat, mom will make it for you."

Mo Chujue took off his shoes and put them neatly on the shoe rack: "Fish."

Jiang Yiling spoiled and said: "Okay, after your dad gets off work, I'll ask him to buy one."

Mo Chujue sat on the sofa, shaking his little feet, and said in a childlike voice, "Mom, you've worked hard."

Seeing such a pair of big black grape eyes, Jiang Yiling's heart melted into water, and she was so moved that tears filled her eyes: "Baby is so good, mommy is going to dry the clothes, you should watch TV first, and watch the movie from last time." Is it a cartoon?"

Mo Chujue's expression froze for a moment, but he still nodded.

Two minutes later, a cute pig cry sounded, and Mo Chujue stared at the pink pig on the screen.

In fact, his favorite novels are sadomasochistic novels, but who would believe that a five-year-old can understand them?So he never revealed his preferences.

It would be bad if someone found out that he had memories of his previous life.

Mo Chujue rested his chin, stared at the TV for a while, and fell asleep before he knew it.

Jiang Yiling came out after drying the clothes, and immediately saw the boy sleeping curled up on the sofa. She walked over, carried him into the room, and helped him cover the quilt with delicate and gentle movements.

Mo Chujue didn't wake up until the sun was about to set. The room was a little dark. He rubbed his eyes and sat up, the quilt slipped off his body.

He was still in the living room before going to bed, and when he woke up he went to the room, and he knew who brought him in at a glance.

Mo Chujue grinned. Although he had been taken care of like this for five years, he still felt warm in his heart.

In his previous life, he had no father and no mother. He grew up in an orphanage and never experienced the feeling of being cared for. When he was just an adult, he was scouted into the entertainment circle. It was not because he loved this industry so much, but because he wanted to earn more money. The money was returned to the orphanage, but it was a pity that when he died, he had just entered the entertainment industry not long ago, and he was still a starlet in the [-]th line, so he didn't make much money.

Moreover, the entertainment industry is cruel and indifferent, with complex interpersonal relationships and interests above all else, he didn't feel any warmth.

In that world, he had nothing to worry about, and he was very lucky to have the chance to live a new life, and to meet such good parents for him.

He lifted the quilt and got out of bed. As soon as he walked to the door, he heard a low voice.

"Their family is moving out? Why?" This was Jiang Yiling's voice.

Mo Xuanwen said: "Old Liang mentioned to me yesterday that something happened at home, but I don't know the details."

Jiang Yiling's tone was pitiful: "Isn't Yuxuan's child going to primary school soon? What are they going to do with the room in this school district?"

"The house sale information was posted within a few days and it was sold. They should move out in a few days. I think they are going to emigrate." Mo Xuanwen took a sip of tea and said softly, "I don't know Is there any chance to meet again in the future?"

Jiang Yiling sighed: "The world is impermanent."

Mo Chujue stayed where he was in a daze.

The familiar scene brought him back to the long river of memory.

When I was in the orphanage, the children around me were adopted one by one. Because of his lonely mouth, clumsy mouth and tear incontinence, he stayed in the orphanage for 18 years.

It would be a lie to say that he was not uncomfortable, but at that time he had no relationship with other people, and there was no fluctuation in his heart.

The Liang family has been with him since he was born, and it has been five years now. The Liang family and his wife treat him as their own son, and it is impossible for him to remain indifferent.

He ran to Jiang Yiling's side with short legs, raised his face and asked, "Mom, are Uncle Liang and the others moving away?"

Jiang Yiling rubbed the messy hair on his head, and changed the subject: "Baby is awake."

Mo Chu never said anything, just looked at her directly.

Jiang Yiling looked at Mo Xuanwen for help, and the latter coughed lightly: "Xiao Chu."

Mo Chujue turned his head, like an antenna receiving signals, waiting for his next words.

With such big clean eyes, no one can tell lies, let alone Mo Xuanwen who dotes on his son, he sighed softly: "Yes, you Uncle Liang and the others The family has to move out."

Mo Chujue felt a little stuffy in his heart, and obviously didn't want to cry, but his vision gradually blurred under that damned physique.

Big teardrops flowed down his white and tender cheeks. Although he didn't make a sound, such silent tears made people feel even more distressed.

Jiang Yiling hugged him into her arms, and comforted him softly: "It's okay, baby, we will have a chance to meet again in the future."

Mo Chujue bit his lip and shook his head.

A few days later, there was news of moving things from the next door. It happened to be the weekend, and Mo Xuanwen and Jiang Yiling were both at home. They took Mo Chujue to see Liang's family off.

Liang Yuxuan was out of breath from crying, and tearfully held Mo Chujue's hand: "Rough, I will come back to find you in the future, don't forget me."

This may be the last time he yelled that. Mo Chujue didn't correct his mistake, but patted his head: "You always have a runny nose, remember to bring paper with you in the future."

The tone is serious, frowning slightly, ignoring the cute face of baby fat, it looks like that.

The sadness of parting was washed away by his words, and the adults standing aside couldn't help laughing.

Liang Yuxuan looked at them foolishly with teardrops on his eyelashes.

Even if he couldn't bear it anymore, when it was time to say goodbye, he watched the Liang family get into a taxi with their bags and they returned home.

Jiang Yiling went into the kitchen to prepare lunch while chatting with Mo Xuanwen: "By the way, when will the new resident next door move in?"

Mo Xuanwen shook the newspaper and sat down on the sofa: "It should only be two days. I heard that the other party is in a hurry, so I paid the full price and bought the house."

"Hey, it must cost at least a few million!" Jiang Yiling couldn't hide her surprise in her voice.

Although the neighborhood they live in is a bit old, it is next to the best high school in the city, and the transportation is convenient and the environment is suitable. They bought this house with a lot of effort, not to mention the skyrocketing housing prices. It is definitely not an ordinary person who took out so much money in one breath.

Mo Chujue went back to his room after listening to a few words. It didn't matter whether the new resident came or not. The most important thing now was that no one would play with him.

As for studying, he is only five years old, and he has the memories of his previous life, so there is no need to worry about it.

For the next few days, Mo Chujue stayed at home. Occasionally there would be news of moving furniture and decoration next door, but he didn't go out to see it.

Until the afternoon of this weekend, Jiang Yiling made too many desserts and couldn't finish them, so she wanted to give some to her new neighbors, and even dragged Mo Chujue who was in a daze.

The old iron door next door has been replaced with a high-end anti-theft door. Jiang Yiling rang the doorbell a few times, but there was still no movement inside.

Mo Chujue put his ear to the door, listened carefully, and shook his head at Jiang Yiling, but there was no sound from inside.

Are you not at home again?

When the new neighbors moved in at first, Jiang Yiling wanted to come over to say hello and get to know each other, but after knocking on the door for a long time, no one was there, so she gave up, thinking that there should be someone on the weekend, but there was still no one.

She rubbed her son's head and was about to go back home when she heard footsteps behind her.

Jiang Yiling turned her head and saw two people standing in front of her, who looked like a mother and son.

The woman was dressed very plainly, with no makeup on her face, but she was incredibly glamorous, much prettier than the stars on TV.She is holding a little boy with her left hand. The boy has inherited all the advantages of his mother. Although he is young, he can vaguely see the shadow of a handsome guy in the future. His facial features are exquisite and beautiful, and he purses his lips coldly.

Jiang Yiling was taken aback for a moment, then quickly realized, and asked with a smile, "Are you new residents? We live next door. I knocked on the door a few days ago, but no one was there."

The woman rolled her hair by her ears, with a faint smile on her face, and her voice was gentle: "I had something to do a few days ago, and I just planned to move in today...By the way, what do you want us to do? "

Jiang Yiling waved her hand: "No, no, I'm here to deliver desserts to you. I can't finish them if I make too many at home."

As he said that, he stuffed the box containing the dessert, the woman rejected it a few times, and said politely, "Oh, how embarrassing it is..."

"We are all neighbors, so there is nothing to be embarrassed about."

Jiang Yiling was so enthusiastic, the woman could only accept it with a smile: "Thank you."

She turned her gaze and landed on Mo Chujue: "This is your son, he looks so cute."

"Your son is also very handsome!"

Jiang Yiling was overjoyed by her compliment, and she complimented her sincerely. Turning to look at her son, she found that this kid was staring at his son without blinking his eyes.

She coughed lightly and rubbed Mo Chujue's little head: "What are you looking at?"

This sentence focused everyone's attention on Mo Chujue, even the boy who had been looking out the window with an indifferent expression turned his head and looked at him.

Mo Chujue didn't know why he was suddenly nervous, he hesitated and said, "I didn't see anything..."

The two adults didn't take it seriously and continued chatting. Mo Chujue took a peek at the little boy opposite him, and quickly averted his gaze before the other party grabbed the bag, exclaiming in his heart: "This dude is so handsome! What should we do? I can't keep it!"