20 billion year old boyfriend

This minute is like a century. The wolves finally left the van. As soon as the leader left, the wolves followed.

Jiang Jishan let out a breath slowly and relaxed, "They're gone."

The handguard on the shotgun was wet with sweat from Jiang Jishan's palm.

The two of them were lying on the back seat together, Ying Yuchu was lying on top of him, he seemed to be still in the fear of the day, he didn't speak all the time, he just grabbed Jiang Jishan's skirt tightly and leaned his head on his shoulder.

After repeating the comforting words many times, in fact, it was only twenty or thirty times, and Jiang Jishan fell asleep.

He didn't know that Ying Yu fell asleep as soon as he lay on him, and those monotonous words of comfort turned into a soliloquy.

Before dawn, the two children woke up from hunger. Jiang Jishan fumbled for a loaf of bread in the car, which was still very fresh, and shared half with each of them.

The small half of bread in Jiang Jishan's hand was exchanged by Ying Yuchu, he knew that this boy who was five years older than him would definitely keep the big portion for himself on purpose.

The two of them set out on the road in the morning light, along the rough sandy road, the weeds on both sides were as high as half a person.

The rolled tobacco in the old man's hand scalded a hole in the sky. The faint light in the hole hit Ying Yuchu's face, just like the blood that was slapped on his face yesterday. It was so hot that he stretched out his hand in horror. Touching his cheek, he remembered that Jiang Jishan had taken him to the stream yesterday, his whole body is clean now, his hair is so soft that it will be floating anytime.

Few cars passed by on the road. A truck passed by at noon. The driver offered to help them, but Jiang Jishan refused.

They walked for two days, and at dusk of the second day, they encountered a crossroad, and the traffic volume suddenly increased.

There is a gas station on the left, a small shop in the past, and a row of houses on the right, some of which are old.The opposite intersection was more lively, neon lights filled the sight, and the loudspeaker was playing "New York City", which was popular all over the world at that time with the Beatles.

Ying Yuchu heard the sound of engines and whistling dust, cars honking at them, dogs barking at them, the hustle and bustle of human society suddenly appeared around him like magic, the last second was quiet, only Jiang Jishan's footsteps could be heard The next second, they were submerged into the sea of ​​people.

He wanted to search for Jiang Jishan's hand, but Jiang Jishan took the initiative to grab his wrist.

Jiang Jishan was also afraid that the turbulent flow of people would disperse them.

They attract people's attention, especially those plump women who are dressed noblely, their eyes reveal curiosity and pity, and men pay more attention to Ying Yuchu, he is like a doll, wearing torn clothes, unable to stop The clavicle and calf are exquisite, the face is clean and fair, the hair is curled, and his eyes are closed. This seems to arouse the indescribable touch of an adult man, a certain hidden desire, but he is too young, so I will comfort myself for the time being: This touch is nothing but paternal love, and this desire is nothing but pity.

The "fathers" showed indifference, but a dark-skinned woman gave them two banknotes. She probably regarded them as little beggars, but they were worse than beggars now.

Before she left, she patted Ying Yuchu's head and yelled, "Lovely child...beautiful child..."

Then he said loudly to Jiang Jishan: "Take good care of your brother." It seemed like a mother who went out to buy vegetables.

Jiang Jishan asked him what he wanted to eat. Ying Yuchu thought about it. He entered Kedi's laboratory when he was six or seven years old. Before that, he only ate the food arranged by his family. Milky.

Before buying the cake, Jiang Jishan decided to call the embassy, ​​they couldn't hang around outside all the time.

The store owner was a middle-aged man with a bald head and small eyes. He pushed the phone over nonchalantly. Jiang Jishan knew the number of the Chinese embassy in the United States. When he came to the United States, his father made him recite it.

The embassy said it would send a car to pick them up soon and let them stay in the store for a night or two. The bald boss shrugged and said he had no problem.

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Jishan wondered why the local police station was not allowed to arrange their accommodation.

But he still hasn't forgotten to take Ying Yuchu to buy cakes. The business of the cake shop is very deserted. When two "little beggars" entered the shop, the clerk was drowsy. Jiang Jishan wasn't sure what cake Ying Yuchu was talking about. A small white cake was picked from the cupboard.

When paying the bill, Jiang Jishan put the two banknotes on the counter - he felt that the cake should be very expensive.

The clerk yawned and sat up lazily. When he saw the two little customers, he was obviously taken aback, and took one of the small denomination notes.

The two children were about to go out when the clerk suddenly stopped them: "This is your change."

Jiang Jishan took the change and looked at the clerk strangely. The blond young man smiled slightly.

When I went out, I realized that it was a twenty-denomination note, but what the clerk took away was only a five-yuan note.

The two children were sitting by the side of the street, Ying Yuchu held the cake in his hands, and dug the first scoop to Jiang Jishan.

The soft and fluffy cake was almost fed to his nose, but fortunately he stretched his neck and opened his mouth in time to accurately intercept the "white missile".

Every time Ying Yuchu took a bite, he still had to feed him. The position of the spoon was always inaccurate, one time it was lowered, another time it was higher, and another time it was almost delivered to his ears. Same as moving.

It's hard for him to be able to intercept successfully every time, and he can be regarded as a martial arts genius with excellent roots.

Others felt warm when they saw two little beggars sitting in a corner sharing a cake.

At the end of the martial arts competition, Ying Yuchu smiled and said, "Is it delicious?"

"It's okay." Jiang Jishan doesn't like the smell of milk.

However, he knew that sharing food had become a habit for the two of them, and after tomorrow, this habit would have to be quit.

He wiped off the cake that Ying Yuchu had stuck to the corner of his mouth, and led him to get up and walk back.

When he walked past the clothing store playing Beatles music, he realized that it was full of children's clothing. Jiang Jishan looked at the two banknotes in his hand, which should be able to buy a set of clothes for Ying Yuchu.

He always does things clearly and without hesitation. He took Ying Yuchu into the nicely decorated shop, and the boss looked at them in surprise.

When he finally came out, not only was Ying Yuchu completely new, but he was also stuffed into a suit of clothes. The two banknotes remained intact and were secretly put in the pockets of the new clothes by the kind boss.

Jiang Jishan fell into thought again.

What is this world like?There is a lot of kindness, enough for him to be touched three times in one day, and a lot of ugliness, enough for him to kill three people in one day.

The store owner looked at the two little guys who looked brand new, who would believe it if they said they were little beggars a few hours ago?He even felt that they should be little earls living in the palace.

He arranged for them to sleep in the partition room downstairs, but before going to bed, Jiang Jishan had to mop the entire store floor.

Jiang Jishan readily agreed, and spent an hour earnestly completing the task. The tiled floor was radiant.

The boss gave a thumbs up in satisfaction and was extra merciful, saying that he and his brother could take a bath in the bathroom.