what's inside... i love you too

At night, Wei Xiaofeng stepped on the snow to pick up Maoer.

"Have you been waiting for a long time? Is it cold?" Wei Xiaofeng knelt down and hugged Mao'er wrapped in meatballs.

"It's not cold! Brother, have you taken a shower? Your hair smells delicious!" Mao'er sniffed vigorously.

"En." Wei Xiaofeng nodded.

"It stinks a few days ago." Mao'er wrinkled his little nose and said.

"Huh...huh? Don't you like it?" Wei Xiaofeng looked down at Mao'er.

"I like it, my brother likes everything." Maoer immediately changed his words, squinting his eyes and smiling sweetly.

"Little poor boy." Wei Xiaofeng smiled with the corners of his mouth curled up, and stroked Mao'er's hair with his hand.

"Brother, our final exam results have been announced! I got a double hundred in the exam!" Mao'er raised his neck with a proud expression on his face.

"Mao'er is so powerful!" Wei Xiaofeng followed suit and praised.

"Fortunately, there are several double hundred in our class!" Maoer said modestly.

"That's amazing!" As he said, Wei Xiaofeng kissed Mao'er on the cheek.

"Brother," Maoer twisted his body in Wei Xiaofeng's arms, looking into Wei Xiaofeng's eyes, "How much did you score in the final exam?"

"...uh..." I don't know.

"Have you announced the results yet?" Mao Er blinked and asked flickeringly.

Wei Xiaofeng couldn't bear to lie to Mao'er's innocent face, and looked away unnaturally: "No... right."

"Oh, it's okay, I must have done well in the exam." Mao'er stretched out his small arms, imitating Wei Xiaofeng in stroking his hair, comforting him innocently.

"...Well." Wei Xiaofeng couldn't bear to tell Mao'er, who was studying hard and making progress every day, that he didn't even remember the fact that the final exam results were announced.

Wei Xiaofeng helped the old lady finish dinner, opened the door of his house, and found that Wei Guozhu still hadn't come back.Wei Guozhu didn't know where he went since the day before yesterday, and he never came home.

"Xiaofeng, eat!" the old lady shouted in her room.

"coming."

In the past few years, Wei Xiaofeng has been eating at the old lady's house, but it's not really a meal. Most of the money Wei Xiaofeng earned from working part-time was spent on the old lady and Mao'er.In short, the three helpless people live together and become a family.

Wei Xiaofeng was halfway through his meal when someone patted the door of the old lady's house. Wei Xiaofeng put down his chopsticks and got up to open the door. The door hadn't been fully opened yet, and the man couldn't wait to push it open and shouted, "Wei Xiaofeng, something happened to your father!"

Wei Xiaofeng didn't show any expression. What he thought was that Wei Guozhu didn't go home for two whole days, so it would be strange if nothing happened. Ever since he was a child, the trucks that Wei Guozhu caused couldn't fit.

"Hurry up and follow me!" It was Aunt Zhang next door who came to inform, and she tugged at Wei Xiaofeng's sleeve anxiously.

Contrary to Aunt Zhang, Wei Xiaofeng didn't seem to be in a hurry. He stood still and said slowly, "Wei Guozhu caused trouble, he will handle it himself, find..."

The old lady patted the table and interrupted Wei Xiaofeng: "Xiaofeng, go and have a look."

Wei Xiaofeng sighed, put on his coat, and said to Aunt Zhang: "Auntie, let's go."

Wei Xiaofeng thought that Wei Guozhu made trouble for others, but this time it was Wei Guozhu who made trouble for himself, and he disappeared immediately.

Walking downstairs, Aunt Zhang directly handed Wei Xiaofeng over to the police uncle who did not know when he would appear.

"What did Wei Guozhu do again?" Wei Xiaofeng couldn't help asking, mainly because he was afraid of losing money, and if he lost money, all the money he had earned in the past two months would be in vain.

"Are you his biological son?" the policeman asked without answering.

"...Yes." Wei Xiaofeng didn't want to admit it.

"You have to be mentally prepared."

Looking at the serious face of the policeman, Wei Xiaofeng was at a loss: "Did he beat someone to death?"

Wei Guozhu didn't beat others to death, he killed himself.

Police analysis: Wei Guozhu drank too much, he used the toilet in the small broken park as his home, and slept in front of the toilet all night. It was very cold these days, and Wei Guozhu froze to death.

Wei Guozhu is dead... the big bastard Wei Guozhu is dead!

In the past, when Wei Guozhu met Wei Xiaofeng, Wei Xiaofeng wanted Wei Guozhu to die quickly, and even planned to die with Wei Guozhu at a young age.Later, a few rays of light appeared in the darkness, and the old lady and Maoer came. Wei Xiaofeng felt that he was alive, but he was still on guard against Wei Guozhu all day long, for fear that he would bully the old lady and Maoer.When Wei Guozhu slapped Maoer in the face and threatened the child, Wei Xiaofeng really wanted to beat him to death.

But now, Wei Guozhu is dead, and the police took him to claim the body. Yes, it is indeed a big bastard.

He always thought that if Wei Guozhu died, he would definitely applaud him.But now, Wei Xiaofeng's mind is empty, and he is in a daze, not knowing what to do.

Wei Xiaofeng was quite mature, and the policeman who came to claim his body told Wei Xiaofeng several times that he wanted to check his ID card. It wasn't until the policeman touched Wei Xiaofeng's arm that Wei Xiaofeng came back to his senses: "I'm not yet of age."

"Not old enough? Are you underage?" No wonder the police misunderstood. Wei Xiaofeng is nearly 180 centimeters tall. He has fought and repaired cars since he was a child, and his body is very strong, unlike other junior high school boys.

"En." Wei Xiaofeng nodded.

The policeman stared at Wei Xiaofeng for a while without making a sound, thinking that the boy was pitiful enough. He told the aunt at that time that he wanted to find the family members of the man who froze to death. Judging from the situation, the boy should be found by his side. The only family member.But the police also have to deal with work, and it is impossible for the police to handle Wei Guozhu's funeral.

"Why don't you take you home to rest, and come back tomorrow to go through the formalities." The policeman sympathized with Wei Xiaofeng.

"No need to send it, I will go back by myself."

Wei Xiaofeng walked home in a trance, feeling neither sad nor happy, but his head was still empty.Before Wei Xiaofeng entered the community, he saw the old lady waiting at the intersection with Maoer.

Wei Xiaofeng shook his head vigorously, feeling that he was wearing a coconut shell that had been sucked dry.

"Why are you waiting here? Is it cold?" Wei Xiaofeng touched Mao'er's face, it was a little cold, it seemed that the two had waited for a long time.

Maoer immediately grabbed Wei Xiaofeng's hand touching his face with two small hands wearing cotton gloves, and called softly, "Brother."

"Let's go back to the house." Wei Xiaofeng subconsciously held Mao'er's hand and held it tightly.

The old lady patted Wei Xiaofeng on the back: "I know about your father..."

"I'm fine." Wei Xiaofeng rushed to answer.

"I want to say, I will help you with the follow-up procedures. You are underage, so you may not have a clue about how to do this." The old lady continued.

Wei Xiaofeng turned his head, took a deep look at the old lady, and said nothing.

When the three of them returned home, the old lady entered the kitchen. She was going to heat up dinner for Wei Xiaofeng, but he went out before finishing his meal.

Wei Xiaofeng didn't hold Mao'er and read pictorials with Mao'er like every day, but sat on the stool and stared at a dark pattern on the table in a daze.

Mao'er obediently stood beside Wei Xiaofeng, silently accompanying him.

The old lady put the food on the table and stuffed the chopsticks into Wei Xiaofeng's hands: "It's just warmed up, let's eat."

Wei Xiaofeng picked up the rice bowl dumbly, used chopsticks to pull the rice into his mouth, and chewed mechanically.The old lady couldn't stand it, she brought a pair of chopsticks from the kitchen, picked up a piece of pork ribs and a few kidney beans and put them in Wei Xiaofeng's rice bowl: "Eat a la carte."

Wei Xiaofeng stuffed the ribs into his mouth, chewed a few mouthfuls, and felt his stomach churn, covered his mouth and rushed to the toilet, vomited into the squatting toilet for a long time, throwing out all the food he had just eaten.

Wei Xiaofeng felt his entire stomach twitching, and then he lost all strength to stand, and squatted on the ground, holding the wall with one hand and the ground with the other, his calf shaking non-stop.Vomiting continuously was too uncomfortable. Wei Xiaofeng had never cried a few times since he was a child, but tears were brought out from his vomiting and hung on his eyelashes.

The contents of his stomach were emptied, but Wei Xiaofeng still couldn't stop retching.

Holding a glass of warm water poured by his grandmother, Maoer touched Wei Xiaofeng: "Brother, drink some water."

Wei Xiaofeng propped his hands against the wall, and it took him a long time to turn around, looking at Maoer, trying to pull out a smile with the corners of his mouth curled up, but he didn't know that when he forced himself to smile with pale eyelashes and teardrops, in Maoer's eyes How fragile.

Mao Er always remembered Wei Xiaofeng that day, and it was also from that day that Mao Er began to want to protect his brother, so that he would not be sad like he is now.

Wei Xiaofeng barely drank a few sips of water, swallowed the desire to continue retching, rubbed his mouth with his sleeve, and said to Maoer: "Is it scaring you? I'm fine, maybe I was in a hurry just now."

Back in the house, the old lady didn't persuade Wei Xiaofeng to eat anymore. She boiled a pot of hot water, filled the thermos bottle and put it in the house, then spread out the quilt on the bed, and said to Maoer: "Xiaoyu, let Xiaofeng eat today." Stay to sleep with you tonight, okay?"

After all, Maoer was too young to understand the old lady's intentions: "But brother's father..."

"Listen to grandma." The old lady interrupted Mao'er, not allowing any rebuttal.

Maoer nodded half-understood, walked to Wei Xiaofeng who was leaning against the wall in a daze, grabbed his hand, and whispered, "Brother, I'm sleepy, can you sleep with me?"

It took several seconds for Wei Xiaofeng to react, nodded in agreement, and walked out of the house with Maoer at the same time.

"Brother, where are you taking me?" Mao'er grabbed Wei Xiaofeng's hand and stood still.

"...Going in the wrong direction."

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