My little boyfriend is cruel and obedient

The first heavy snowfall after the beginning of winter nearly paralyzed the traffic in the whole city. Ding Cheng was caught in the middle of the traffic flow, driving half a meter forward was an extravagant hope.

Amidst the sound of the whistle one after another, he glanced at Jiang Biegu who was sitting in the back seat through the rearview mirror of the car, only to realize that he had opened his eyes at some point and was looking out the window. focus.

Following his line of sight, Ding Cheng saw a child.

It will be December in three days, but the child is only wearing a single shirt, even so the cuffs and trousers are still too short, and he is wearing a pair of brown sandals with a broken heel strap. The exposed skin was red from the cold, and there were several chilblains.

He was bending over and turning his back to the car to search for something in the trash can next to him. With the other hand, he was pulling a yellow woven bag, in which various beverage bottles could be vaguely seen.

A street child.

It is in stark contrast to the children who are holding hands by their mothers and walking past in beautiful clothes.

Ding Cheng thinks he is not a good person, he doesn't have much sympathy, and he has never done any charity, but if the other party is a child and sees it with his own eyes, he will inevitably feel a little more unbearable. When he could help, the rear window was slowly lowered, and the next second, he heard Jiang Biegu's voice:

"child."

Ding Cheng stopped moving.

The kid picking up trash turned his head and looked over, met Jiang Biegu's eyes indifferently, and then quickly moved away, as if thinking that Jiang Biegu sitting in the car couldn't possibly be talking to him.

So Jiang Biegu yelled again:

"Kids in sandals."

In this kind of weather, he was probably the only one wearing sandals, so he straightened up, turned around and looked over, his eyes met Jiang Biegu again, but he was not very friendly, even at a distance, Jiang Biegu could still Feel his defense.

Perhaps children who grow up in this environment will always react like this subconsciously, because probably no one can give them corresponding protection except themselves.

If so, they don't have to come out in such weather and wear such clothes to make a living.

"Come here." Jiang Biegu said.

The child didn't move, with obvious hesitation, but after a while, he still stepped forward, and the yellow woven bag dragged a long trail behind him on the snow.

In front of the car, the child stopped:

"Is there a bottle for me?"

The child has encountered such a thing before, when he was picking up waste on the side of the road, a car would stop beside him and give him the bottle in the car, the child thought it was the same in Jiangbie.

Jiang Biegu did not disappoint the child. He did have something to give the child, but it was not a bottle, but a wad of money with almost 20 banknotes.

"Take it." Jiang Biegu said: "Buy yourself two winter clothes, don't freeze, if you can go to school, you should still go to school."

On any other day, Jiang Biegu would not give the money so straightforwardly. Even if the other party is a child, he would still consider face and self-esteem. There are a hundred ways to do this decently, but today he really I'm not in the mood, and that's the only way I want to help.

Perhaps it was such a straightforward way that frightened the child, who froze for a moment and didn't answer.

But Jiang Biegu didn't have much patience. A few seconds after the little boy didn't answer, he folded the money in his hand and stuffed it into the holed pocket on the chest of the little boy's jacket.

The car in front began to move slowly at this moment, Ding Cheng didn't move, which attracted the car behind to whistle non-stop. This whistle brought the child back to his senses, and he subconsciously looked behind the car. It was at this time Jiang Biegu raised the car window and said to Ding Cheng:

"Let's go."

The little boy came to his senses as if he had just woken up from a dream, took the money out of his pocket, and tapped on the car window eagerly, as if he was also talking about something.

Jiang Biegu saw it but ignored it, let alone heard what the little boy was saying.

He is deaf and cannot hear any sounds in this world. Although he can read lips, he is not always in the mood to read them. For example, he is not in the mood now.

Ding Cheng looked at the child outside the window, then at Jiang Biegu, he hesitated to speak, but he didn't say anything, he started the engine and drove the car out.

The next road was very smooth, the car stopped all the way at the entrance of the villa, the snow was still falling, Ding Cheng got out of the car and held up an umbrella to open the door for Jiang Biegu in the back seat, only to find that Jiang Biegu had already pushed Open the door and get out of the car.

Ding Cheng moved the umbrella over and placed it above Jiang Biegu's head.

The snow tends to get bigger and bigger. Jiang Biegu was supposed to walk into the room quickly, but in the snowstorm, he stopped after taking two steps and suddenly thought of something, and looked back. Ding Cheng:

"What did that kid say to me at the end?"

Ding Cheng didn't expect Jiang Biegu to think about it again, but he still replied:

"He said, I'm not begging for food."

Jiang Bie didn't say anything, just stood there in silence for nearly half a minute, and then walked back into the room with a light response.

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Going out early in the morning and coming back in the afternoon, Jiang Biegu didn't even eat a meal. He didn't feel tired or hungry. Now that he came home, he still didn't even have time to drink saliva. He changed his shoes and washed his hands directly Went to the study.

He didn't go to the company all day, and all the things that needed to be dealt with were lying in his mailbox. He replied to the ones that could be dealt with immediately, and marked those that could not be dealt with, and waited until he went to the company tomorrow.

The days in winter are always short, before six o'clock, only the light projected by the computer screen is left in the house, and Jiang Biegu has been sitting at the desk to deal with work for two hours.

When the desktop phone vibrated, Jiang Biegu looked away from the screen and glanced at it. It was a message from his friend Xu Yanqing:

[Passing by your house, meet up? 】

Jiang Biegu is also a businessman himself, he knows very well that businessmen don't have much truth in their mouths, but it's rare to see someone who lies like Xu Yanqing without drafting, after all, he doesn't know where Xu Yanqing can pass by him This house in the wilderness.

But knowing that Xu Yanqing was lying, Jiang Biegu still opened the door.

The snow still didn't stop. Xu Yanqing was standing outside the door in a black windbreaker, his hair and shoulders were covered with snow, but when he saw Jiang Biegu, he was filled with a smile that was more gorgeous than the flowers in spring. Raised the thermos bucket in his hand:

"Passing by is fake, delivering food is real. The old lady made it specially for you, and asked me to deliver it to you."

Jiang Biegu twitched the corner of his lower lip, turned sideways to open the door, and Xu Yanqing stepped in.

The four seasons in the room are like spring, and the snowflakes on Xu Yanqing's body have disappeared when he changed his shoes, leaving only a trace of water marks. Jiang Biegu ignored him, and went directly to the kitchen with the thermos, and put it on the counter. Plan to eat.

When he turned around, Xu Yanqing was standing in the dining room and looking at him: "Don't you want to eat?"

"No appetite." Jiang Biegu said.

Xu Yanqing didn't force him, and nodded: "Go and do your work, don't worry about me, I will leave when the snow stops."

The two grew up together since they were young, and it is true that they did not come to the house every time they had to be with them all the time, but Jiang Biegu looked away at the snow that was still fluttering outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, and after a few seconds of silence, he still walked to the house. Xu Yanqing sat down next to him.

He does have work to deal with, but he is also very clear that his condition is not good, even if he goes back now, he won't be able to see it, so it's better to stay with Xu Yanqing.

Xu Yanqing was looking for a program with the remote control, noticed his movements and looked back at him, no accident, and ignored him, as if there was no such person.

The TV screen finally froze on the movie channel, "A Quiet Place" was playing, Xu Yanqing put down the remote control and took a look at Jiang Biegu: "This movie is suitable for you to watch."

There are not a few lines in the whole process.

Jiang Bie didn't see clearly what Xu Yanqing said, and didn't bother to ask, so he just leaned on the back of the sofa chair.

He didn't think about going to sleep, but he fell asleep in a daze, and when he felt something touching his forehead, he was also freed from the nightmare of weightlessness.

Xu Yanqing was looking at him:

"Have another nightmare?"

Jiang Biegu glanced at him and didn't care, but Xu Yanqing left, and came back after a while, and handed him a glass of water and a few pills:

"Eat, and then go to sleep."

Jiang Biegu had always resisted taking medicine, but this time it might be really uncomfortable, and he took it cleanly, which surprised Xu Yanqing.

Jiang Biegu wanted to rest, and Xu Yanqing couldn't stay longer, but when Jiang Biegu was walking upstairs, Xu Yanqing suddenly grabbed Jiang Biegu's wrist, and when Jiang Biegu turned to look at him, he let go , smiled:

"Don't worry, I know it's impossible for you to meet new friends, but at least don't stay alone all the time. If you really can't afford a dog, you can also have a cat."

Jiang Biegu didn't speak, and Xu Yanqing didn't force him to make a statement immediately, but patted him on the shoulder, said good night, and left.

I don't know if it's a special day today, or because of a fever, this night Jiang Biegu has been having dreams, nightmares, and even rarely encountered a ghost pressing the bed.

When he was freed from the state where he was conscious but unable to move, his whole body was soaked in cold sweat. He got up subconsciously and looked around, but he didn't find anything unusual.

He was a little disappointed for no reason, he would rather see something.

The time on the bedside table showed 4:42.

Jiang Bie got out of bed and walked barefoot to the French windows. When the curtains were drawn, he realized that the outside world had already been covered with a layer of silver, and it seemed to be shining even in the early hours of the day.

I don't know what happened to the kid I met yesterday?

Did you go shopping for new clothes?Do you have a place to live?Is it cold?are you hungry?

Jiang Biegu is not a nosy person, he will not spend time and energy thinking too much about many people or things that are destined to never be seen again in this life.

Today was an accident, because he really didn't like the dream last night so much that he had to rely on thinking of something to divert his attention.

This method worked well before, but this time it didn't work. He frowned slightly, turned around and wanted to go to the gym to vent his anger, but when he walked out of the bedroom, he looked at the dark and dead living room downstairs. Time to stop.

What Xu Yanqing said was right, this house was indeed too quiet, too quiet.

Maybe getting a dog is really a good choice.