My little boyfriend is cruel and obedient

On the way back, I went to a pet hall to bathe the bean sprouts to deworm them and buy some pet supplies that I usually use.

During the waiting time, Jiang Biegu stood on the steps outside the door to breathe, only to realize that the sky had cleared up after a gloomy day, and at this moment when it was about to fall into darkness, a dazzling light burst out , Burning red half the sky.

Jiang Biegu looked at the sky with no expression of happiness or anger, until Ding Cheng walked in front of him, Jiang Biegu looked away and smiled:

"Have something to say?"

Ding Cheng shook his head: "It's unexpected, but as long as you think about it, it's a good thing for you and for your fault."

Jiang Biegu didn't say anything, and looked back at Rong Rong who was bathing with Bean Sprouts in the glass window.

Yes, he nodded and said yes, and he really brought him back.

Although thinking back to just now, I don't really understand why I made such a move.

Maybe I simply think that raising a child can relieve loneliness better than raising a dog, or maybe I don’t want to see him being left behind, so I am impulsive and nod.

Jiang Biegu slowly retracted his gaze:

"I'm impulsive."

Ding Cheng smiled: "The impulse is true, but you don't regret it, do you?"

Jiang Bie didn't say a word, and acquiesced to the answer.

He admitted that he was impulsive, and if he was given another chance to choose again, he might calm down and think things over carefully.

After all, this is a person, not a dog. The responsibilities and obligations he needs to bear may be beyond his imagination, and he really shouldn't make such a hasty decision.

But Ding Cheng was right, he did not regret bringing back Fault Tolerance, and was even more surprised.

This is not something he would do, he just did it all, and there is no point in thinking about it, besides, he has already done it, and giving up halfway is not fair to fault tolerance, he will not do such a thing.

He is an individual and should not be treated as a commodity that can be returned or exchanged.

"Maybe it's fate." Ding Cheng said: "If you didn't encounter the incident of being left behind by the old man today, you wouldn't be impulsive and wouldn't bring someone back."

Jiang Biegu raised his eyebrows indifferently, and did not continue this topic. He looked at the opposite shopping mall:

"I'll go for a walk."

Ding Cheng nodded and watched him leave.

I bought a lot of necessary supplies for Bean Sprouts, so fault tolerance is naturally needed, but Jiang Biegu has never bought things for children, and it was the first time for him to welcome children at home, so Jiang Biegu stood in the mall I was also at a loss, I could only see what I thought was useful and bought it.

Finally, when Da Bao Xiao Bao returned to the pet shop, Bean Sprout had already taken a bath and completely changed his appearance. Standing by the side, Tolerance looked at Jiang Biegu, as if he hadn't adapted to the next relationship between the two of them, and stood there awkwardly. ground, did not move.

Ding Cheng walked over and took what was in Jiang Biegu's hands:

"Buy so much?"

"Yes." Jiang Biegu responded, "I didn't know what I needed, so I bought some."

Ding Cheng looked at Fault Tolerance and said with a smile:

"Tolerance, Mr. Jiang bought you so many things, why don't you say thank you?"

It was only at this time that Fault Tolerant's face relaxed a little, but he didn't believe that the things in Jiang Biegu's hands were bought for himself, until he walked over and saw the children's slippers in one of the bags. He looked at Jiang Biegu, said thank you awkwardly, and added:

"I'll pay you back later."

Jiang Biegu smiled, but it didn't hurt a child's self-esteem. He nodded and said:

"it is good."

It was getting late, and after Ding Cheng sent the two of them back to the villa, Jiang Biegu let them leave. It was already off-duty time, so there was no reason for Ding Cheng to stay with them all the time.

When the two entered the room, they still looked calm on the face of fault tolerance, but it was a child after all, the eyes that looked around and the hands that were tightly clutching the trouser line betrayed his uneasiness. Li took out his slippers and put them in front of him:

"Put it on, and I'll take you to your room to have a look."

Tolerance took a look at Jiang Biegu, took off his shoes, he didn't wear socks, his feet were red from the cold, covered with chilblains, and a little dirty, so he didn't put his feet on the new slippers after several attempts.

All the things he owns now are picked up. What is left by others, he has already forgotten what it is like to have new clothes and new shoes. Although the ones under his feet are just a pair of slippers, they were bought by Jiang Biezhi for himself. It's really his own, he doesn't want to get dirty.

Jiang Biegu took the clothes he bought for Fault Tolerance, and went to the guest room first. It was only when he put all the clothes on the bed that Fault Tolerance hadn't followed. He waited for a while and still didn't see anyone, so Can only go out to find.

Fault tolerance was still standing at the porch, looking down at the pair of slippers in front of him. After a few trials, Jiang Biegu found that cautious look inexplicably familiar.

"Shoes are for stepping on," Jiang Biegu said.

Tolerance looked up when he heard the sound, Jiang Biegu smiled slightly.

Tolerance still didn't put it on, he bent down and picked up the slippers, and walked over barefoot, with moisture on his feet, leaving a string of small footprints on the floor, Jiang Biegu didn't say anything, but Tolerance was embarrassed opened his mouth, almost eager to explain:

"I'll clean it up later."

"It's okay." Jiang Biegu said, "Shoes are for stepping on, and so are floors."

After speaking, he turned around and went to the room prepared for fault tolerance.

The room is very big and spacious. It is a place that Tolerance never dared to imagine would belong to him. He looked around the room carefully, looking at everything very seriously. Jiang Biegu kept looking at him, even I think he might even have engraved the patterns on the wall in his eyes.

Jiang Biegu didn't make any urging, just pointed to the door next to him after he finished reading:

"That's the bathroom. Go down and take a shower and change into comfortable clothes."

Tolerance looked at Jiang Biegu, then at the various bags on the bed, and said:

"Can I return it? It's too much, I can't afford it."

Jiang Biegu looked at Tolerance, and didn't speak for a while, and Tolerance was a little nervous by Jiang Biegu's eyes:

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

Jiang Biegu smiled: "Why do you have to return it to me? Can't I give you these?"

"I'm not who you are, why did you give me something? You let me come back with you, I'm already very grateful, accepting these things from you, how shameless!" Tolerance said: "But I don't have much money now , I will pay you back later."

Jiang Biegu nodded and said, "Let's talk about it later, take a shower quickly, and come out to eat after washing."

Jiang Biegu knew how to cook, but he didn’t do it very often. He didn’t have many opportunities to eat at home. Even if he wanted to cook at this time, the ingredients were not complete, so he had to order takeaway, and Jiang Biegu would wait for the food to arrive. I went upstairs to take a shower, and when I came down again, fault tolerance had also been washed, and he was bending over and squatting on the ground to wipe the little footprints he left just now.

Bean sprouts circled around him, and he chased them tirelessly.

After taking a bath, Fault Tolerance looks a lot cleaner. Although his hairstyle is still unsightly, he is clean and looks good in new clothes. If it weren't for the two blobs of plateau red on his face, no one would dare to say that he is Used to be a homeless kid.

"Actually, you don't have to worry about it." Jiang Biegu came down the stairs: "There is an aunt at home who will come over regularly."

Tolerance stopped his movements and raised his eyes to look at him, then lowered his head and continued to move. He must have said something. Jiang Biegu saw his occlusal muscles move, but because he was not facing him, Jiang Biegu couldn't see his. lips.

Jiang Biegu never thought of hiding anyone about the fact that he couldn't hear it. Since the two of them want to live together, they should explain it in advance, so as to avoid unnecessary misunderstandings and troubles in the future. Before he had time to call out Torong, Bean Sprout, who was squatting next to Tolerance, jumped out suddenly, and yelled non-stop in the direction of the door at the entrance.

Jiang Biegu's eyes were attracted, and the next second Jiang Biegu saw the invisible light strip on the floor of the living room light up, which was a signal that someone was ringing the doorbell.

Because Jiang Bie couldn't hear it, the doorbell at home was connected to the light strip in the living room to remind him.

Jiang Biegu walked towards the door, and raised his hand to touch Bean Sprout when he reached it.

It's a compliment, it's a good compliment that the little guy has learned to take care of the house on the first day he came to the house.

Tolerance stared at Jiang Biegu's back until he walked to the door, and after a while he came back with two beautiful bags. Jiang Biegu met his eyes and smiled:

"Go wash your hands and eat."

Tolerance hadn't eaten for almost a whole day, and when he heard the meal, he couldn't help swallowing a mouthful of saliva, especially when he saw Jiang Biegu take the food out of the bag and put it on the dining table, and when he smelled the aroma, he immediately more hungry.

He didn't refuse, and quickly wiped off the remaining two footprints, then went to the bathroom to wash his hands, and came out quickly.

Standing in front of the dining table looking at the dazzling array of food, Tolerance didn't sit down, Jiang Biegu set up the bowls and chopsticks and glanced at him to remind him to sit down, Tolerance took a seat opposite, but he didn't eat right away. After sitting down, when I started to eat, I picked up the chopsticks for the sake of fault.

Jiang Biegu didn't order too many dishes for the two of them, but they were all famous dishes. He thought that Tolerance would feast on them, but unexpectedly, Tolerance's eating was very gentle, even a little cautious, and he would sneak a peek at Jiang Biegu from time to time. He seemed to be probing his expression, he would only eat a dish after Jiang Bie had eaten it, and he would pick up a little bit every time, like a thief.

Jiang Biegu raised his eyes when Rong Quo went to pick up some food again, and when he noticed Jiang Biegu's eyes, Rong Cuo immediately stopped his movements, put his chopsticks back, and the thorns all over his body stood up a little, as if Say, don't talk about me, talk about me and I will blow my hair.

He always put himself in the status of a 'guest', not too much, not overstepping the rules.

Jiang Biegu naturally felt it, but he didn't correct anything. This kind of thing needs to be done slowly, and he needs to be tolerant to find the so-called sense of security in this family. It is useless for others to say anything, and it will take time.

It's just that it doesn't work if you don't eat well, so Jiang Biegu said:

"Eat with peace of mind, I will count the meal money in the account you have to pay back to me in the future."

Fault Tolerance was taken aback when he heard the words, but he quickly accepted it, and when he lowered his head to eat, he became calmer. After all, he also spent money, even if he owed it.

This appearance made Jiang Biegu smile, and continued to eat, but he saw that Rong Fault stopped before taking two bites, and asked himself:

"Meal money should be divided equally, right? You eat too."

This time, Jiang Biegu was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help laughing after a few seconds.

At this moment, he suddenly understood the difference between having one more person in the family and himself, and he would indeed feel warm, even though this was their first day together.

Jiang Biegu's smile made Rong Rong very uneasy, and his expression was a little cold:

"why are you laughing?"

Jiang Biegu understands the tolerance of fragile and sensitive emotions, so he stopped laughing and said:

"It's an equal share, and you won't suffer, don't worry."

Even though he said that, because of Jiang Biegu's smile, he still couldn't make Tolerance relax, but he didn't have anything to say, he just told Jiang Biegu:

"Then you should remember it well."

Jiang Biegu nodded, "I'll show you the account book when I settle the accounts."

-

Jiang Biegu's appetite was not big, he stopped after half a bowl of rice, and fault tolerance was still eating, and it seemed that he would not stop in a short time, so Jiang Biegu got up and went to the study, and told fault tolerance before leaving:

"Don't eat too much, it will be uncomfortable to sleep at night."

Tolerance nodded, but after seeing Jiang Biegu turning around, he immediately stuffed two more shrimps into his mouth.

Jiang Biegu was already used to being alone at home. Except for the bedroom, he didn't have the habit of closing the door in any other room, so when Tolerance came to him with his notebook in his arms, he noticed it almost immediately. Tolerance standing at the door:

"Is something wrong?"

"I want to see your account book." Tolerance said, "I'll keep a record myself."

Jiang Biegu looked at Rong Fault, and from his eyes, he could see that he had a deep distrust of him. It was because he was afraid that he would make a bad account and ask for more money from him.

Jiang Biegu felt a little funny and said:

"I haven't remembered yet."

Tolerance came over: "That's just right, let's remember it together, so that there will be no mistakes."

There is a chair opposite the desk, and he pretends to sit down, but before he makes a move, he glances at Jiang Biegu:

"Can I sit?"

Jiang Biegu nodded: "Sit."

Fault tolerance didn't sit down immediately, looked at the various documents spread out in front of Jiang Biegu, and asked again: "Did I disturb your work?"

It is true that the work is not finished, but it is not in a hurry. Anyway, Jiang Biegu also has other questions to ask, so he temporarily put away all the documents in front of him:

"It's okay, our account is more important."

Tolerance felt that Jiang Biegu was not telling the truth, but he had already packed up all the documents, and it was too late for him to leave now, so he sat down, spread out his somewhat worn-out notebook, and took out a pencil.

Jiang Biegu watched him seriously write December 12th on a blank page. Unfortunately, when he was drawing the last stroke, the pencil lead broke, so he looked up at Jiang Biegu:

"Do you have a knife?"

Jiang Biegu shook his head, and handed over his signature pen casually: "Use this."

Tolerance looked at the pen, it was black and gold, it looked very high-end, he didn't take it immediately, but glanced at Jiang Biegu, and when Jiang Biegu signaled him to take it again, Tolerance took it carefully of.

"I just counted. You bought me 8 sets of clothes, 4 pairs of shoes, 4 pairs of underwear, 1 bottle of body oil, and a chilblain ointment. How much are these?"

Fault tolerance wrote while talking, Jiang Biegu didn't see what he said, but he could guess it by looking at the categories he wrote on the page, but compared to how much the clothes cost in total, Jiang Biegu Now it's another thing to care about:

"Have you been to school?"

Tolerance looked up at him: "Well, I'm in the fourth grade."

Jiang Biegu wanted to ask another question, but Tolerance was a little impatient: "How much is it?"

This is a child who is not very patient, Jiang Bieso thought about it, and said:

"500."

The child has no concept of money, let alone bought any clothes. Jiang Biegu said so, so he believed it, and wrote the number in the notebook, but he didn't know that the number was not enough for a piece of clothing.

"What about the meal money?"

"50." Jiang Bie said.

"Then we are 25 each." Tolerance was about to write, but then he stopped and looked over: "No, I eat more, I will pay 30... 35... Okay, you will pay 15."

Jiang Biegu smiled and nodded: "Okay."

After solving today's bill, there is nothing else to do with fault tolerance. In order not to disturb Jiang Biegu's work, he jumped off his chair and was about to leave, but was stopped by Jiang Biegu:

"I have a few questions for you."

Tolerance stopped and looked at Jiang Biegu, without saying a word, but the defense in his bones tended to take off.

Jiang Biegu felt that this child was a little too sensitive.

"Of course, you can choose to answer, or you can choose to refuse to answer, I just want to get to know you in general."

Even though Fault Tolerance looked reluctant, he still nodded.

"How old is this year?" Jiang Bie asked.

"13." Tolerance said.

Jiang Biegu didn't expect this age, because Fault Tolerance looks to be in his teens, but it's normal for him to be living a vagabond life at such a young age.

"You've been alone since the first time I met you. Where's your family?"

There was an obvious expression on Fault Tolerance's face, similar to displeasure:

"do not know."

"I don't know, you mean you haven't seen them either?"

"No." Fault Tolerant's voice was a bit cold: "I've been in an orphanage since I can remember."

Jiang Biegu looked at Rong Cuo and said nothing, waiting for his next words, but Rong Cuo didn't seem to have any plans to say anything, so Jiang Biegu asked again: "What happened next?"

The fault-tolerant expression was a little impatient, but he still answered:

"Then I was adopted into a family, and they didn't like me very much after they had their own children, and then I ran away."

Fault-tolerant understatement of "I don't like me very much", seems to be as simple as not liking me anymore, but for a child who has no parents who long for a family, if he just simply doesn't like me, he may choose to adapt and endure, but It is not to leave the family and choose to wander.

He may have experienced some things that made him prefer to wander outside rather than return to the adopter's family.

As for what happened, Jiang Biegu has no interest, because even if he knows, he can't change what happened, and can't erase the pain of the past. Since this is the case, there is no need to uncover the scars.

"Do you want to find your parents?" Jiang Biegu asked, "If you want, I can help."

Jiang Bie thought that Tolerance would think about it, but unexpectedly he shook his head without even thinking about it, and even his expression was undeniable and irrefutable:

"In no mood!"

Such an answer caught Jiang Bie by surprise:

"why?"

"If they wanted me, I wouldn't be in the orphanage." Rong fault said: "Since they don't want me, I don't want to look for them either. It's quite boring."

When Rong Fault said this, his expression was a little mocking and uninhibited, as if he had seen through life, so Jiang Bie did not continue to ask. He understands the truth of not persuading others to be kind without suffering from others , so he fully respected Fault Tolerance's choice, but before he could say this, Fault Tolerance's eyes were on himself.

Again, not very friendly.

Jiang Biegu looked at him without saying a word. After a few seconds, he saw the shape of Tolerance's lips:

"If you regret taking me back, I can go, don't feel embarrassed."