break your waist

Ji Lang was worried and called Li Xingyan. Li Xingyan's pale face was suddenly illuminated by the phone screen.

He just cried, and his voice is hoarse. If he answers, Teacher Ji will definitely hear it.

Li Xingyan didn't dare to hang up the teacher's phone. In the quiet late night, he could only wait in agony for the phone to hang up automatically.

But the more this happened, the more Ji Lang felt that something was wrong. One second he was replying to messages, and the next second there was no one answering the phone.

He continued to call uncomfortably, and at the third call, Li Xingyan finally answered.

"Teacher Ji." Because he had just cried, the boy spoke in a low voice.

As soon as Ji Lang heard it, he could tell that Li Xingyan's voice was not right.

He didn't ask Li Xingyan why he didn't answer the teacher's call right away, but he let out a breath unconsciously, and then asked calmly, "Crying?"

Li Xingyan knew that the voice had betrayed him, so he didn't deny it, and nodded foolishly to the air.

Ji Lang seemed to have a feeling in his heart miraculously, as if he got the acquiescence, he asked again: "Did you quarrel with Feng Rui?"

Li Xingyan shook his head against the air again, sniffed, and said, "I beat him up."

Ji Lang felt that the two children had a conflict, and it was unlikely that only one of them would do it. He asked, "What about you? Are you injured?"

Li Xingyan murmured in a low voice: "No, he stood up and let me beat him, otherwise I might not be able to beat him."

Ji Lang suddenly couldn't help laughing, he could hear the "huhuhu" on the phone, and said softly, "Xingyan, are you outside?"

He didn't give Li Xingyan time to vehemently deny it, and immediately said: "It's not safe outside, tell the teacher, where are you now?"

This is the outskirts of the city. Ji Lang lives in the city center, and it takes at least two hours to drive here.

Li Xingyan's tear-stained eyelashes trembled, and he said falteringly, "I'll go back soon, or I'll find a place to live outside. It's okay, Teacher Ji. It's too late, so go to sleep."

Ji Lang said in a deep voice: "I am your teacher, should you listen to me?"

"Yes."

"Okay, now send me your WeChat location."

According to Ji Lang's request, Li Xingyan sent the location.

Then I heard Ji Lang say: "Then you wait there obediently, and I will ask Ye Musen to come pick you up."

Asking their general manager to pick him up in the middle of the night, Li Xingyan felt even more psychologically stressed.

Just as he was about to say something, Ji Lang said again: "Xingyan, the teacher's family is undergoing an operation, you have to be obedient and understand?"

Hearing this, Li Xingyan suddenly felt that he was so ignorant that Teacher Ji had to remember him in the hospital.

"Teacher Ji, I'm sorry, I will stand here motionless and wait for him to pick me up..." Li Xingyan was full of guilt.

Less than 10 minutes after Ji Lang hung up the phone, Ye Musen's car stopped in front of Li Xingyan.

It was very close to where Ye Musen lived. He opened the door and got out of the car.

After being blown by the cool night wind for several hours, goosebumps appeared on Li Xingyan's arms, and he curled up into a small ball.

Even though there was a thick layer of night between the two of them, Ye Musen could still see the tears in Li Xingyan's eyes, and he could also see the guilt on his face.

The little guy probably feels very sorry for coming to pick him up so late.

He put his hands in his pockets casually, and teased, "We meet again, kid."

Indeed, we had dinner together a few hours ago.

I don't know if it was Li Xingyan's delusion, but he always felt that Ye Musen's teasing of the word "children" was actually not a joke, as if he really treated him as a child.

A child who made a mistake and can be forgiven.

A child who troubles others and can be tolerated.

Children who want candies, play tricks, stomp their feet, and someone will give them candies.

Li Xingyan's tear ducts got out of control again, his small mouth was pursed, and the appearance of trying to hold back the tears was inexplicably distressing.

Ye Musen's tough brows and eyes spread a bit of rare softness.

He took off his suit jacket and handed it to Li Xingyan. The man's voice was as deep as the night, but unexpectedly gentle: "Put it on."

Li Xingyan put on loose clothes.

Ye Musen opened the co-pilot's door for him, put his arm on the door frame, and tilted his head slightly to signal the boy to get in the car.