The evil husband has facial paralysis

Ye Xiaoming had something to talk to his father, and Mrs. Ye still seemed to be indulging in grief, Luo Jiliang thought about it, and said that he was tired and wanted to go back to Xiaozhu first.Madam Ye didn't have too much energy to keep him, she only gave him a few instructions, and then let him go.

"My lord, they didn't make things difficult for you, did they?" When Luo Jiliang came back, Luo Ying rushed to meet him.

Luo Jiliang shook his head, he was really tired, and didn't want to eat lunch, so he just told Luo Ying not to disturb him, lay down on the bed, and fell asleep after a while.Luo Ying looked at the side for a while, then removed the layers of gauze covers, and the bed became dark all of a sudden.

For some reason, I always felt that the position of the flower behind her was burning hot. In a daze, Luo Jiliang turned over, and there seemed to be someone walking outside the window, thump, thump, thump...disappeared after a while.

Shashasha—a young man in white walked up to him.

He raised his eyes and rubbed his feet, his fair cheeks were flushed red from the cold.

"Is this yours?" The boy showed a warm smile and squatted in front of him.

It's his boots.

Luo Jiliang stretched out his hand, then timidly took it back, and hid in his little padded jacket.

He got angry with his father just now, and in a fit of anger, he took advantage of the servant's unpreparedness and sneaked to the back mountain.It's just that it's cold and the road is slippery. When passing a small stream, the ice was not solid, and one foot sank.After reacting, the little foot was pulled out, but the boot swam downstream along the ice sheet.Not caring about his wet and cold feet, he raised his feet and chased after him. After all, he was small and his boots didn't chase him, so he didn't know where he went.

There was nothing around.

He raised his head and looked around, his eyes suddenly turned red.

Cold and lonely, without a boot.Luo Jiliang rubbed her shoeless little feet, which were already flushed and slightly red and swollen.

"Father, I'm afraid." The mountain was rolling and icy cold, it was really not something a child could bear.

Luo Jiliang yelled a few times, only to hear empty echoes, layer after layer of echoes, amplifying his helplessness and panic over and over again, curled his mouth, and finally burst into tears.

The snowstorm is getting bigger and bigger.

He cried for a long time, knowing that he was sneaking away, and his father couldn't find him here.It's cold, regretful and uncomfortable at the moment, it's better to be slapped on the palm of my hand twice by my father!

He regretted it, and wanted to try to walk back, but after walking for a long time, he couldn't walk anymore.I had to find a big rock and sit down.

"Isn't it yours?" The young man shook the little boots in his hand, stretched out a hand to hold Luo Jiliang's little feet, his feet trembled, he couldn't help curling up, and was held tightly by the young man In the middle of the day, the boy looked at his aggrieved appearance, and said with a smile: "It's very cold."

After rubbing for a while, when the temperature of his feet rose, the boy put his feet on his knees and gently put on the boots.

For some reason, the boots were extremely dry and warm.

Only then did Luo Jiliang dare to look at that person squarely, and whispered, "Thank you."

The young man rubbed his hair and sat beside him: "What's your name? Why did you run into this deep mountain alone?"

"Liang'er, my name is Liang'er." Luo Jiliang raised his tearful eyes, "I got angry with Daddy, and then ran up the mountain. The creek broke for some reason, and the boots ran away, and then I chased the boots, chased Follow it and get lost."

"So that's the case." The boy nodded, touched his red nose, and said with a light smile, "Children can't run around."

"I'm not young anymore, I'm already eight years old! My master said that I write good poems and I'm already a young adult." Luo Jiliang straightened his spine and tried to imitate the tone of an adult: "It's you, why are you alone on the mountain? ?”

"I've been here a long time."

"Isn't it cold?"

The young man shook his head, his thin coat was floating lightly, he didn't look at the child, but looked into the distance, his eyes were as calm as water.

After a while, the boy turned sideways and asked, "Are you cold?"

Luo Jiliang curled his lips, and suddenly felt aggrieved, "I'm cold, I miss Daddy."

The young man smiled, and hugged the bloated child into his arms, "Is it warm?"

The child rubbed a few times and nodded.It was indeed much warmer, the person's body temperature was really high.

"I'll accompany you and wait for your family to pick you up." The boy squeezed the child in his arms tightly and said with narrowed eyes.

"What about your family?"

"I've always been alone." The boy raised the corners of his mouth and said with a joke, "So, when I heard Wa Wa crying today, I was really shocked."

"Don't say it." Luo Jiliang quickly pressed the young man's lips, but his eyes froze when he looked at the man, clearly smiling, but so lonely.Luo Jiliang didn't know how to describe it, but felt a little uncomfortable inside, and said in a milky voice, "Brother, what's your name? I'll play with you in the future, so you won't be alone."