Xueba, don't look at me, look at the question!

Mu Nanyu turned sideways, and hugged the pale and bewildered person beside him.

The body in the thin T-shirt was covered with a layer of damp and cool water vapor, as cold as a stone just salvaged from the bottom of the river.

He patted Bai Jingtan's back, once and for all, with comfort and distress, trying to hold his voice so that his words would not be too hoarse.

"Bai Jingtan... If you are sad, just cry, I won't laugh at you."

He originally wanted to say "It's all over, the dead are gone, don't be too sad", but a voice in his heart kept reminding him.

The kind of polite and alienated words are just things on the scene.

For Bai Jingtan, the death of his parents will never pass away, the broken bridge on that rainy night, the icy river water will never pass away, and the childhood without the love and care of his parents will never pass away...

All of this, no matter how old Bai Jingtan is in his teens or twenties, even if he is seventy or eighty years old, it will never pass.

He is not qualified to tell Bai Jingtan not to be sad.

Whether as an outsider or as his good friend.

After a few breaths, Bai Jingtan hugged him back forcefully, his sharp mandible sticking to his shoulder and neck, his spine arched slightly, indescribably thin.

It is rare for Mu Nanyu to see Bai Jingtan look so helpless, but he usually has sharp teeth and sharp mouth, but now for some reason, his mouth is extremely stupid.

"I'm here, I'm here, I'm with you, Bai Jingtan..."

I don't know how long it took, until Mu Nanyu felt that their body temperatures had completely merged, and he couldn't tell whether it was cold or warm, so the person lying on his shoulder moved a little.

"...Xiaoyu."

Mu Nanyu suppressed the drowsiness that surged up, and immediately responded: "Well, tell me."

"Let's sleep with the light on at night, shall we?"

"Of course."

Don't talk about sleeping with the light on, even if you want to go back to Nanyang City and sleep at your own home, I will follow you!

Mu Nanyu gently raised his hand, and stroked the back of Bai Jingtan's hair.

"I'll turn on the light, you sit down."

The warm orange light instantly dispelled the darkness in the room.

Bai Jingtan raised his face, and the boy not far away had just turned around after pressing the switch. The leg under his trousers looked like a white lotus root, straight and beautiful.

The dark almond eyes are soft in shape, reflecting the warm light, and the brows are full of youthful flamboyance, like a fire that is burning at any time, and anyone who is close to him can absorb the heat.

Bai Jingtan couldn't help stretching out his hand towards him.

Mu Nanyu took two quick steps and grabbed his palm.

"The lights are on, are you feeling better?"

"...I'm much better, thank you."

Mu Nanyu's hanging heart finally relaxed a little, he breathed a sigh of relief, and sat next to Bai Jingtan again.

Smiling and cursing: "Between good brothers, it's right to say thank you or not. Before my father was angry with me, didn't you also speak for me? You also said that I am kind and have a good character... My uncle probably Can't even boast."

"Our small island is already very good."

Bai Jingtan hooked his lips, and the pupils of his eyes, which had been hardened by the frost, became warmer. He stared at Mu Nanyu's eyes, and repeated it solemnly.

"very good."

Mu Nanyu's ears felt hot, and he interrupted him awkwardly: "Okay...why are you still praising me? Do you want to drink water, I'll pour you a cup of hot water."

"Ah."

The scalding hot water was poured into the glass, and the hot air swirled up, moistening the eyebrows and eyes of both of them.

"Be careful, I just boiled this water before going to bed, it's very hot."

Bai Jingtan took it and held it in the palm of his hand without drinking.

Hot is good.

At least it was scorching hot, reminding him profoundly that his life had not been buried by the riverside like the bones of his parents since that rainy night.

He also has grandma.

And Uncle Mu.

There is also Munan Island.

"Xiaoyu... are you still willing to listen to me about my parents?"

"If you want to talk, I want to listen."

Mu Nanyu hesitated for a moment, then suddenly got up and walked to his bed, beckoning to Bai Jingtan.

"Bai Jingtan, come here and do me a favor. I want to put the two beds together so that we can lie together. I'll listen to you while you're talking about uncles and aunts. What do you think?"

When the two beds were closed, Mu Nanyu was still thinking when he was lying on the bed, maybe it was not unreasonable for the hotel front desk to ask them to book a double bed room in the morning.

That is a prophet.

On the side, Bai Jingtan was making the cold quilt, his bony hands were white and his movements were slow, it was a bit unbearable to watch.

"You can build a quilt with me, anyway, this quilt is big and thick enough, as long as you don't think I sleep badly—"

"I don't dislike it."

He promised very neatly.

Mu Nanyu patted the bed beside him, and lifted a corner of the quilt.

"Come on then!"

The two lay down next to each other.

Outside the window is still a torrential rain and wind, and even the rain is stronger and the wind is stronger, but this room is shrouded in lights, this bed is soaked in body heat, there is warmth and brightness everywhere, blocking all the darkness and coldness in the room. outside.

Seems invincible.

Mu Nanyu turned over, facing Baijingtan.

"Go ahead, I'll listen."

He saw a little red mole on the side of Baijingtan's neck that seemed to be more colorful.

The other party's voice was still deep, but it seemed a little more hoarse.

"... Then I woke up in the hospital, it was already three days later, and my grandma was by the bedside with me."

"She told me that my parents died when the bridge broke and fell into the river because of unqualified construction materials. But the contractor for this project has already fled, and the police are still chasing them."

"And then, my parents' remains were cremated and a funeral was held... My grandma was afraid that I would be emotionally affected by living in the original home, so she sold the house and bought a house in the old community again."

"Is it across from our house?"

"Correct."

No wonder, when he met Bai Jingtan for the first time that summer vacation, he felt that the little boy opposite was good-looking, but he had a gloomy and cold aura about him.

Not like what a child of that age should look like.

Parents fell into the river and died because of unqualified building materials... This is too cruel for an eight-year-old child.

"So... was the contractor found later?"

"found it."

"Did he pay for your parents' life?"

"...No, I only lost money. He said that he was not responsible for the procurement of materials, but that the people under him made mistakes behind his back."

Just listening to Mu Nanyu's heart became angry and full of resentment.

"Is there no evidence that he—"

"The person responsible for buying the materials confessed and was sentenced to life imprisonment. Naturally, the contractor only assumed secondary responsibility and paid hundreds of thousands of dollars in compensation."

"But—according to my parents' friends, the contractor paid 100 million to the family of the person responsible for buying materials."

"You suspect that the contractor bought a scapegoat?!"

"Yes."

Bai Jingtan exhaled slowly.

"That's why I want to study the Fa. I think that one day, I won't be the powerless trash I was when I was a child... I want to protect the people I care about, and I want them to be safe and happy, whether in heaven or by my side .”