Muhan Shuangcheng

Early in the morning, Heizi woke up from the pain of the wound, because he turned to the right and pressed on the wound, and he woke up as soon as it hurt.Turning his head to look left and right, there was no one there. Sure enough, brother Han only took care of him when he saw that he was injured yesterday. Because of this realization, he couldn't help but feel lost.

Turning over to get up, he hugged the quilt and sat blankly for a long time, like an old monk in meditation. A ray of sunlight came in through the window, and the dust danced happily in the sunlight. Hei boy finally got out of bed and pulled out from the end of the bed. In his own baggage, he randomly stuffed a few pieces of clothes he had brought into it. With his left hand, he plucked his messy hair a few times. The little curly hair on his forehead lay listlessly, just like the owner was in a low mood.

It was a bit difficult to change clothes with one hand, but it took some time, and it was done. The most difficult thing was to tie the hair with one hand.Hei boy couldn't tie one hand at all. Hei boy tried for a long time, until his left hand was sore and unbearable. One strand of hair, thinking about these days, I feel really aggrieved and panic. I can suffer from heatstroke after being exposed to the sun, and I can almost be eaten by a tiger when I go out for a walk. Now I can’t even tie my hair. He walked away hurting, feeling sad, and sat on the ground leaning against the edge of the bed and weeping silently.

Mu Han, who came back from his morning exercise covered in sweat, saw this scene when he came in: a disheveled black boy with messy hair sitting on the ground and weeping secretly, like a small animal abandoned by its owner, helpless and pitiful of.

Just like Hei boy sitting on the ground watching him with tears in his eyes back then, the pity in his heart overflowed, and he walked a few steps and squatted down in front of Hei boy, wiping the tears on Xiao Hei's face with his hand.

Hei boy raised his teary eyes, pursed his moist red lips, and looked at Mu Han in front of him with tearful eyes.

"What's wrong? Does the wound hurt?" As soon as Mu Han's words came out of his mouth, Hei boy seemed to have found an outlet for his emotions these days, and cried "Wow".

Mu Han was at a loss for a moment, he didn't know whether to comfort Hei boy first, let him get up from the ground, or let him cry for a while, Mu Han's face turned red, and he didn't know what to do, even in the On the battlefield, he had never lost his mind like this, so he seemed to be watching Hei boy coldly.

From the point of view of the black boy, Mu Han is already bored with himself, he was like this when he was a child, if he didn't want to pay attention to him, he would make a fuss by himself, and would just stand aside and watch that he had enough fuss and calm down, it's the same now.

The more Hei boy thought about it, the more he felt that this was the case. He had nothing to do with him. He just got along with him for a few years when he was young. It was in vain for him to think that he could come out to find him when he grew up. Maybe he had already forgotten all about it. Maybe, the more I think about it, the calmer and clearer I feel in my heart. My sudden arrival has disturbed other people's lives, but they still take me in well and well.

In this way, Hei boy stopped crying long ago, but no matter how thick-skinned Hei boy is, no matter how dark his face is, he can't help but feel hot, black and red. Compared with Mu Han, he is petty, why? Can it be taken for granted that Brother Han treats him well?It is not bad for him to take him in for the time being due to his former love.

Then he thought again, Brother Han has been very generous since he was a child, how can a country boy like himself be able to compare, and suddenly he felt that he was not so difficult to force others, and his mentality became natural again.

Before Mu Han thought of what to do, the black boy had already cleared his mind, and stopped crying spontaneously. Mu Han was a little secretly happy, huh, finally he stopped crying, you know, he has always loved this kid since he was a child. There is no way to cry, it's not to stand on the sidelines, but sometimes I really don't know what to do.Hehe, for this, the two have different understandings in their hearts. One thinks that they are on the sidelines, and the other does not know how to do it.

Mu Han watched Hei boy stop crying, his eyes were flickering, but he didn't know what thoughts were going on in his mind, but the little black face was washed clean by tears, his hair was messy, and some were wet and sticky. On the face, it looks very pity.

He took the hair tie in the boy's hand and saw a few strands of hair that hadn't fallen off, "Why are you pulling so hard, doesn't it hurt?" His tone was full of concern, and his slender, fair fingers walked through the thick black hair. Comb the messy hair gently, and then tie it with a hair tie.

When Mu Han was combing Hei boy's messy hair, the white sleeves kept dangling in front of Hei boy's eyes, making Hei boy feel depressed for a while, he was about to leave, why should he be so nice to him? Is he reluctant?After Mu Han tied up his hair, he grabbed the sleeve, wiped it on his face a few times to relieve his anger, and finally blew two tubes of snot on the sleeve before letting go.

A black line immediately appeared on Mu Han's forehead, this kid...