Wealthy wolf dog

Ling Ziqing had a nightmare that wasn't a nightmare.

That dream was a replay of what happened when I was a child.Mom packed up the things in his hometown and took him to the side of the road to wait for the bus to the county.

The moment they walked out of the house, they received gazes from all directions.Grandpa yelled "Leave Qingqing" and pushed Dad next to him.The father took a deep breath and said loudly, "You will have grandchildren in the future." The neighbors heard the movement and came out to watch the fun, pointing at the mother.

Mother held the luggage bag in one hand, and touched his head with the other. The hand touching his head helped cover his ears a little, and didn't want him to hear gossip.

Ling Ziqing still heard it.

"I read books and take exams every day. I don't take care of my children and don't cook. Of course my husband finds someone else."

"It's vicious for the couple to go to court."

"I think she is someone from the city?"

Ling Ziqing didn't quite understand at that time, and looked at his mother helplessly, "What are they talking about?"

Mom squeezed out a smile, squatted down and helped him pull his coat, "It's none of our business."

Ling Ziqing nodded, half understanding, "Where are we going?"

"Go to mother's dormitory. From now on, you can see mother every day."

"Where's Dad?"

"Papa and Mama separated."

"why?"

My mother was stopped by the question, and she opened her mouth for a long time without saying the answer.

At this time, my aunt came out after her, and she pulled her mother to persuade her, "Sister-in-law, how can you take care of the child by yourself? Leave Ziqing behind."

"No. The court's judgment has come down, and the son belongs to me. Don't talk about it."

"The court doesn't know how difficult it is for a woman to take care of a child."

"I have a stable job and I can take it with me."

"Come on, how much do you pay for a month? What about your children when you're at work? Or... you talk to your elder brother again? He also made mistakes accidentally, and he still has you in his heart."

Mom glared at her and protected Ling Ziqing, "Don't talk about it, there's nothing to talk about! Your family just wants a child, let that woman give birth!"

My aunt looked at Ling Ziqing, knelt down and said, "Ziqing, are you willing to give up your father? Dad often buys you candy and new toys..."

Mom sneered, and her tone became sharper, "He bought these just to let Ziqing go out to play, and then...you say it again, I will spread this scandal, so that your family can't stay in this village!"

My aunt had no choice but to point her trembling fingers at her mother for a long time before swearing viciously, "Vicious! I think you are in the city..."

Ling Ziqing couldn't hear the following words clearly because her mother covered her ears.He was still young and didn't understand what the adults said, but he knew that the eyes around him were scary, and it was uncomfortable to wait for the bus on the side of the road.

It happened to be raining, and the number of cars going to the county town was reduced, and all the cars that came were full.Ling Ziqing and her mother couldn't get in the car for a long time, and could only watch a car whizzing by on the side of the road.

Ling Ziqing's nightmare was the anxiety of not being able to wait for the car.Finally, he saw a bus coming fast, his eyes were blinded by the bright high beams, and he raised his hand to block it, but found that the car was coming straight -

boom!

Ling Ziqing woke up startled, still a little dazed when he saw the strange ceiling.

This is where?Is he in the car?

Ling Ziqing regained his composure, turned over and saw the mobile phone on the bedside table before returning to reality.He is no longer an ignorant child. He delayed his return home because of a stomachache and spent the night at the boss's house.

As for his father's cheating, he said it was the fault of his mother, who was admitted to a work unit in the city, for not doing housework. The past of his mother getting divorced in anger and taking him away happened more than 20 years ago.

Ling Ziqing sat up and rubbed the center of his eyebrows, feeling his throat was hoarse and thirsty.

He went downstairs to find water and met Ji Xiayang.

Ji Xiayang had a fit of chatter, talking about nightmares that were completely different from his, such as being late for school, being chased and beaten by monsters, even having nightmares in a noisy and rowdy style.

Ling Ziqing was not disgusted.He needs a strong reminder that "now is 20 years later", Ji Xiayang has a bright voice and a lively tone, which is completely different from his gloomy and gloomy past, and it can play such a role.

He poured another glass of water and followed Ji Xiayang to the restaurant.

Then continue to listen to the nonsense.

Ji Xiayang became thirsty while talking, staring at the cup in his hand, "Are you still drinking?"

"Let me pour you a glass." Ling Ziqing got up and went to the kitchen.

Ji Xiayang held him down, "No, I'll go. Do you want something?"

"Need not."

"Yeah, I'll be back soon."

Ji Xiayang got up and ran out again.

After a while, I came back with two popsicles.

"Do you want to eat?" Ji Xiayang handed him one, "You don't have this there, do you?"

Ling Ziqing took it over and looked at the packaging on it, "It's really not there."

"Hey, it's a special product here! I grew up with snacks."

"I have a bad stomach, so I don't want to eat."

"Oh!" Ji Xiayang patted himself on the forehead, "Why did I forget again?"

Ling Ziqing smiled, "Don't eat it either. It's not good to eat this at night."

Ji Xiayang immediately put down the popsicle in his hand, "Okay, I won't eat it. But I'm still thirsty..."

Those eyes aimed at his cup again.

Ling Ziqing knew that Ji Xiayang was too lazy to go to the kitchen again, so after thinking about not drinking it, he gave it out, "I drink it here, you can..."

"It's okay, I don't mind!" Ji Xiayang picked it up and drank it, "Well, the water is quite sweet."

Ling Ziqing looked at Ji Xiayang's excited appearance, and guessed, "You haven't slept just now, have you?"

"I'm playing a game. Specter 3, have you played it?"

"No."

"Want to try?"

"It's too late, next time."

Ji Xiayang didn't force himself, and drank the remaining water in the glass, "What are your plans for tomorrow?"

"It depends on what Director Ji says."

"Hey, do you think my dad kept you for work? He's just making an excuse. "

Ling Ziqing frowned, "No. I really didn't report to Director Ji this week."

Ji Xiayang shook his head desperately, "It won't take much time. My dad will accompany my mom to plant flowers tomorrow. Planting flowers is very laborious, it must be from morning to night... You want to work, but my dad doesn't have time to accompany you."

Ling Ziqing thought about it too, "Dong Ji usually doesn't work on Saturdays."

"Then you want to go home and rest?"

"If you leave early, you may go to a friend's coffee shop."

Ling Ziqing thought about the route home, and found that he would pass Jiangyi Avenue.There is a coffee shop opened by his friend on that road, which opened last week, and he has sent two invitations to join him.

He has been working overtime these days and couldn't go, so he sent a red envelope for the opening to express his gratitude.But friends do not lack that little money, what is important is the friendship to support him, he is free tomorrow, it is better to go there.

As soon as Ji Xiayang heard the excitement, he moved his chair forward and leaned towards him, "Take me."

Ling Ziqing thought it would be good to bring a guest for a friend, "Well, do you have any friends who want to go? We can go together."

"Uh... I'll step on the spot first, and then tell them to go!"

"Ok."

Ling Ziqing just asked casually, and didn't have such a strong idea of ​​soliciting customers.He saw that Ji Xiayang didn't seem willing to find other friends, and he wouldn't force it.

"It's getting late, should you go to bed?"

"Ah."

"Wait, let me put a cup."

"it is good."

Ling Ziqing waited on the spot, and after a while, Ji Xiayang came with a thermos.

Ji Xiayang picked it up and patted the pot proudly, "Bring this up, you don't have to go downstairs if you want to drink hot water."

Ling Ziqing was in a daze before taking the initiative to answer, "Thank you."

"It's heavy, I'll help you carry it upstairs."

"I can handle it."

"I can handle it better! Do you want Bibi?"

Ji Xiayang, who was about to win, raised his arms, really wanting to compare his muscles.

"No, you can take it." Ling Ziqing knew that he often sat in the office, and his fitness card was all checked. His physique was incomparable, so he quickly gave up.

Satisfied, Ji Xiayang touched his head when he lowered his arm.

Ling Ziqing was taken aback, but didn't mind.

He also touched Ji Xiayang's head, and it was evened out.

After returning to the door, Ji Xiayang put the thermos in his hand, "Wait, don't close the door yet."

Ling Ziqing didn't know why, so he hugged the thermos and watched Ji Xiayang slip away to his room like a gust of wind.

Not long after, Ji Xiayang came out, holding a superman model that was as tall as a human, "Bring this! To ward off evil spirits, so you won't have nightmares!"

Ling Ziqing: "..."

How does he feel that seeing this thing in the corner of the room will cause nightmares

The corridor was dimly lit, and Ji Xiayang was busy moving Superman again, so he didn't pay attention to his grunting expression and carried him directly to his room.Looking around, I picked the corner between the bed and the window, removed the floor lamp and put it away.

Ji Xiayang clapped his hands and said proudly: "You don't have to be afraid that you won't be able to wait for the car, Superman will take you flying!"

Ling Ziqing was quite helpless, but he frowned again at Shang Ji Xiayang's bright smiling face, "Thank you."

"You're welcome. Go to bed early, good night."

"Good night."

Ling Ziqing sent Ji Xiayang away, closed the door and looked at the Superman model.

The model still looks shiny and new, but there is a signature written in watercolor pen on the waist.

[Ji Xiayang's! ! ! 】

The writing style is immature, looks chubby, and the word "Xia" is missing a line.

Ling Ziqing couldn't help laughing, guessing at what age Xia Yang got the model, wondering why kid Ji signed his name on the model back then.

He looked at it for a while and then went to sleep, closing his eyes and couldn't help but be afraid.

What if I have another nightmare?

He hated being pushed around as a child.

Ling Ziqing opened his eyes again, turned over and saw the Superman model, and remembered the silly words Ji Xiayang said - "Superman will take you to fly!"

He didn't know what kind of superpower this superman had, but he remembered Ji Xiayang's sincere appearance chatting with him downstairs.

Ling Ziqing sighed, but began to think about how to introduce Ji Xiayang to his friends tomorrow.

Boss, or... friend?

He thought and naturally fell asleep.

A night without dreams.

Ji Xiayang is unreliable most of the time, but his understanding of his parents is quite correct.

Old man Ji went to the garden with his wife to plant flowers early in the morning. He didn't want to talk about work, and he didn't care why Ji Xiayang got up early and ran after Ling Ziqing.

Seeing them getting up, Mrs. Ji just said, "Breakfast is in the dining room, auntie will heat it up for them," and then continued tinkering with the flowerpots in hand.

Ling Ziqing greeted her in the morning, and followed her aunt to the restaurant.

Ji Xiayang ran over instead, and stroked Mrs. Ji's drooping bangs, "Well, it's even more beautiful!"

Mrs. Ji chuckled, "You're so good, what's the bad idea?"

"No, I just have to go out, so I can't accompany you to eat."

"Where to go?"

"Follow Ziqing to the coffee shop."

"Okay, let's go after breakfast."

Mrs. Ji has a good temper and gently persuaded Ji Xiayang to have breakfast.

When Mr. Ji heard that his son was going out, he glanced over and heard that he was going out with Ling Ziqing, then lowered his head, thinking about how to plant his seeds.

They left the Ji family mansion after breakfast, and the driver was still Zhang.Seeing the two of them acting together, Lao Zhang asked habitually, "Are you going to the company?"

Ji Xiayang became anxious, threw himself on the back of the driver's seat and said loudly, "No! We are not going to work, we are going out to play together!"

Ling Ziqing was puzzled for a moment, and thought that Ji Xiayang was so excited because he hated going to work.

Lao Zhang has worked in Ji's family for many years, and he also knows how to coax children, "That's it. Where are you going to play?"

Ji Xiayang turned his head and looked at Ling Ziqing eagerly.

Ling Ziqing replied, "No. 55 Jiangyi Avenue, I sent you the address."

Lao Zhang said it was good, the car finally started smoothly.

Ji Xiayang's excitement still persisted, and he kept asking Ling Ziqing.

"How long will it take?"

"One hour. You can sleep for a while."

"Shall we buy some presents?"

"Wait to buy flowers."

"Is the boss a man or a woman?"

"A couple."

"How do you know them?"

"College classmate."

Ling Ziqing answered Ji Xiayang's questions one by one without feeling annoying.

Ji Xiayang suddenly took out a thermos, "Your voice is a bit hoarse. Drink some barley tea to nourish your stomach."

Ling Ziqing was surprised, "When did you bring it into the car?"

"Hold it in your hand all the time." Ji Xiayang pouted, "You don't even look at me."

Ling Ziqing really didn't look at Ji Xiayang very much, and was embarrassed: There is no way, the Ji family mansion has a big boss and a wife, and there is a housekeeping aunt who helps this group of people.

Ji Xiayang didn't care, and took out another pillow, "Are you cold? This is a small quilt when you open it."

Ling Ziqing was completely dumbfounded.

How many things did Ji Xiayang bring into the car?

Seeing him in a daze, Ji Xiayang helped to open the quilt, "It's still a long time, let's get some sleep."

As he spoke, he patted his hand to lull him to sleep.

Ling Ziqing felt strange at first, but after thinking about the "friend" he heard last night, he felt nothing.He doesn't like being friends with the boss, but...

Ling Ziqing looked at Ji Xiayang's sincere face, and always felt that it was different.

Friends, be casual.

Ling Ziqing leaned back in cooperation and closed his eyes.But he didn't feel sleepy at all, and turned his head when he found that the pat on the back of his hand had disappeared.

Good guy, Ji Xiayang coaxed himself to sleep.

Ji Xiayang woke up when the car was almost at the place.Ling Ziqing also ordered gifts with his mobile phone, and the timing was just right.

The reality is as smooth as he thought.They got off the car in front of the cafe, met the delivery boy, and got two bouquets of flowers and a gift box with handicraft decorations.

Ji Xiayang was surprised, "Wow! You also bought me a copy. I want to have a big meal in the cafe as a gift."

Ling Ziqing complained smoothly, "You will definitely have a big meal, and it can't be regarded as a gift."

Ji Xiayang didn't mind, and laughed, "Yes, I eat a lot."

Ling Ziqing also frowned, "Let's go."

When they entered the cafe, they heard the crisp sound of wind chimes and two overlapping sentences of welcome.

"Ah, Ziqing!" The boss came out from behind the bar, "I'm finally looking forward to you."

Ling Ziqing smiled, "Sorry, I didn't come to join you on the opening day. This is..."

He wanted to introduce Ji Xiayang, but he never expected Ji Xiayang to go up first.

"My name is Ji Xiayang, and I'm Ziqing's good friend."

When it comes to "good friends", I use the accent, and I seem to be quite proud of holding my head high.

The boss didn't expect to hear such a childish introduction, and was stunned, "You, hello."

Ling Ziqing sighed secretly.

Is it a good friend, or a child?

The author has something to say: I will be Ziqing’s child from now on