Sweetheart is a thorn in the side ABO

Grandpa Deng looked at this young man who suddenly appeared, and completely fooled him.

"Where did you come from, doll?"

The young man did not speak, but sat upright. The small wooden bench was too short for him, and he sat with long arms and legs, so that the vines could not cover him.

He couldn't hear the answer, so Grandpa Deng looked at it for a while and thought about combing his hair.

Then he scratched the messy hair, and suddenly saw a blood clot on the back of his head, "Is this an injury? Why do you comb your hair with such a big cut in your head!"

"Little Bell! Bring out some gauze and potion."

The young man's head was lowered, and there was a large shadow under his feet. The sun made him drowsy. He had been sleepy for a long time, but he couldn't fall asleep. Now the top of his head was being rubbed, his eyelids were getting stickier, and his head was getting heavier...

It was already night when he woke up again, and he looked around blankly. He was still sitting under the vines, with his back leaning against a table, and a coat was thrown over his body.

The temperature is just right now, and it's not too cold or hot to sit here. When he stood up, his head was blank, and he felt dizzy.

Let him slam back down and sit back, his whole body has no strength.

Hearing the movement, Grandpa Deng turned his head to look over, "Are you awake? You just cut a watermelon, do you want to eat it?"

The young man looked at him in a daze and didn't speak.

Grandpa Deng can't help it either, this person's brain is not very good, and there is something wrong with his blank eyes.

I don't know whose silly doll got lost, or was thrown into this corner on purpose

He asked the young man to sit down, smiled lovingly, and wrinkled his face, "Do you remember your name?"

The young man just stared at him, his big eyes were foggy, and his eyelids didn't blink.

Grandpa Deng: "The name is who you are? Do you remember who you are?"

After asking for a long time, just when Grandpa Deng thought he would not answer.

"……bird."

Qi Yanqing spoke.

"Bird?" Old man Deng laughed and patted his thigh, "All right, little bird."

Little Bell held a corner of watermelon in one hand, and the bell rang when it was handed to him, "It's so sweet! Little bird, please eat."

Qi Yanqing didn't answer and sat still.

"Don't like to eat watermelon?" Little Bell gnawed all over his face, "Then you are really picky eater, grandpa said picky eaters are not good kids!"

"Little Bird, where is your home? Where do you come from?" Old Man Deng asked him.

Qi Yanqing stopped talking again, as if a gap had been opened in the completely enclosed space just now, and now it is closed again.

"Then what if you don't tell me where your home is?" Old Man Deng asked him, "I'm going fishing in two days, and I can give you a ride."

Qi Yanqing still didn't speak, and he didn't react at all.

"Where are the family members? Do you remember the phone number and mobile phone number? Do you remember the ID number? Don't you know your name?"

"Who else is in your family? It's not just you, is it?"

"How did you come here? There are seas on all sides, and you were rescued by other fishermen?"

"Or I'll ask tomorrow, someone must have brought you here."

Grandpa Deng asked him many questions while eating watermelon, but he got no answer.

Little Bell tilted her head, "Is he dumb?"

"What dumb, didn't you talk just now?"

"Then why does he keep ignoring people?" Little Lingdang finished eating the last bite of watermelon, "He looks so pitiful, grandpa, let's help him."

There were bloodstains on Qi Yanqing's face from being scratched by branches, but he was not dirty, but his face was very pale, and he looked very weak, and his clothes smelled like the sea.

Grandpa Deng put medicine on his head and neck, and now he looks like a poor doll.

After looking at it for a while, Grandpa Deng said: "Let's do this! You rest here with me, and I will build a bed for you in the room, and I will take you to the clinic tomorrow."

After saying that, Grandpa Deng asked him to go back into the house, pushed his back and patted him twice, "Go in, you will catch a cold if you sleep outside at night."

Qi Yanqing, who was not emotional all the time, took a few steps back in resistance, the light leaking from the room shone on the ground, he didn't want to go there.

Qi Yanqing kept taking several steps back, he had no intention of staying, he looked out at the dark country road in confusion, trying to figure out where to go.

Grandpa Deng looked at him, "You doll... don't you like to stay in other people's homes?"

Qi Yanqing still didn't speak, as if he couldn't hear his voice, he turned around and walked out.

There is no sound in the village after nine o'clock in the evening, and most of the elderly here go to bed early.

The surrounding is very quiet, you can hear the crickets in the corner, and the sound of birds flapping their wings and flying away.

Little Bell snorted curiously, "Are you going home? It's dark outside now."

Grandpa Deng saw that he had gone out, and wanted to help people to the end. He couldn't just watch this person wandering outside. It would be bad if something happened to him if he got lost.

"Little bird!" he called angrily, "wait!"

Then Grandpa Deng took him to a small house not far from here.

In a room of less than five square meters, there are still a lot of sundries inside. There is a single bed with a futon on it.

Grandpa Deng asked him to sit on the bed, and said to him slowly, "You sleep here first tonight, and I will come to you tomorrow."

Here Qi Yanqing obviously didn't resist so much, after a few seconds, he nodded slowly.

Grandpa Deng closed the door for him and left with a flashlight.

Qi Yanqing sat on the bed, he looked around slowly, and then stared at the light bulb.

There seemed to be small flying insects in the light bulb, and the dim light hit the wall, with small black spots dangling around.

Qi Yanqing looked outside again through the small window, it was very dark, there was no light at all, and a few dogs could be heard barking.

He didn't sleep, and sat like that all night.

The next day the little bell knocked on the door and it opened immediately.

"Oh, you really slept here. It's dark here at night. I always feel that there are ghosts out there who want to eat me. The forest directly opposite is scary. You are so brave."

The little bell was talking and leading him the way, the little bell on his feet kept ringing, "Little bird, little bird, don't you remember your home?"

Qi Yanqing's eyes were scattered, as if he couldn't understand what Xiaolingdang said, and he didn't respond all the time.

Little Bell grabbed a small flower by the roadside, "Why did you get lost? Didn't anyone tell you not to run around? Fortunately, my grandfather picked it up, otherwise you would have to feed the big fish."

After arriving in the courtyard, Qi Yanqing's expression changed when he saw Grandpa Deng.

"Eat." Grandpa Deng gave him the chopsticks, "I'll show you your neck later, is your head still bleeding? Does it hurt?"

Qi Yanqing shook his head, he didn't eat, he finished a plate of white radish.

Grandpa Deng found bigger clothes for him to wear, "Fortunately, I didn't want to throw away the previous clothes, otherwise my clothes would be too small for you to wear."

Qi Yanqing's sea-smelling clothes were thrown away, and he changed into a white shirt and black trousers that were washed yellow, and his long hair was tied up casually, a bit messy.

"Are your feet hurt too?" Grandpa Deng saw that the soles of his feet were almost worn out, "It's so serious! You still keep walking? Go to the clinic!"

"Grandpa, are we going to stop fishing today?" Little Bell asked curiously.

Grandpa Deng: "Not going! Take Xiaoniao to see the injury first!"

As he spoke, Grandpa Deng was about to pull him away.

Qi Yanqing didn't move, took the pole from Little Bell's hand and put it in his hand, but his gaze was still blank.

"What do you mean?" Grandpa Deng didn't understand, "If you don't fish today, you... don't you want to waste our time?"

Qi Yanqing didn't speak, but he couldn't pull it away, so he insisted on giving him the pole.

Grandpa Deng spread his hands: "You are quite stubborn, that's fine, you go fishing with me first, and then I will bring you back."

On the fishing boat, Grandpa Deng was very strong and skillfully threw out a net. The green fishing net covered the large sea in front of them and then sank.

The fishing boat started and dragged the net away.

Qi Yanqing was sitting on the deck with potion in hand.

"Hiss... ah... it hurts so much... hiss! It can't be done! It hurts like hell!"

The little bell kept making noises, covering her eyes with her two small hands, the gap between her fingers was wide apart, "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh)"

Qi Yanqing scrubbed the wound on the sole of his foot expressionlessly, and took the cotton swab into the deep, bone-deep wound without blinking an eye.

On the contrary, seeing Xiao Lingdang in all kinds of pain, he felt uncomfortable all over.

When Grandpa Deng cast the net, Qi Yanqing had already treated the wound, and obediently followed every step.

"Little birds are not afraid of pain!" Little Bell gave a thumbs up.

Grandpa Deng touched her hair, "Then you can't cry when you get vaccinated next time, and learn from Xiaoniao."

Qi Yanqing looked at the two of them, and sometimes his slack eyes would focus for a moment.

Little Bell said: "Grandpa, his feet are rotten and he can still walk, that's amazing."

Grandpa Deng also looked over, just in time to meet his innocent and dull eyes.

Grandpa Deng laughed loudly, but his expression was very kind. He stroked Qi Yanqing's head, "It's amazing."

The injured bird just stayed there.

Go back to sleep at night, eat in the morning, and help when fishing.

Qi Yanqing didn't know why he stopped here, he didn't know where he should go.

It is not uncommon to spend ten days and a half months at sea while fishing. Grandpa Deng is in his 50s and is an experienced fisherman in Bo Village.

In the past there were only small bells on the boat, but now there are many birds.

"Hardly! Pull!" Grandpa Deng yelled loudly, retracting the fishing net by electric motor, making the sound like a tractor.

Qi Yanqing stood on the edge of the deck, dragging a large bag of fishing nets and wading up.

A large pack of fish, they squatted on the ground sorting.

Little Bell let out a wow, "There are so many little fishes here!"

Qi Yanqing picked it up and threw it back into the sea, and Xiaoling also threw it back with a smile.

"Children have to grow up, and little fishes have to grow up too!"

Qi Yanqing's movement of picking up the fish was slightly stagnant, and he frowned blankly, while throwing the fish back into the sea, he wiped away his tears.

Little Bell looked at him curiously, "Little Bird, why are you crying?"

Qi Yanqing shook his head.

"It's been so long and you still haven't spoken, does your throat hurt?" Little Lingdang squatted on the ground, looking at the circles around his eyes were red.

Qi Yanqing still shook his head.

The little bell said: "It was summer when you came here, and it's getting cold now. When do you birds usually start singing? You look so pretty, and your voice must be very nice!"

Grandpa Deng directed the two of them, "Work! Work! I'll cook grilled fish for you today!"

In the afternoon, the sun was just right, Qi Yanqing sat on the steps basking in the sun, and fell asleep listening to the sound of the oars beating the waves.

Little Bell took a blanket and covered him, then went to the other side and said to grandpa: "The little bird is asleep, and the little bird never sleeps at night."

Grandpa Deng braided her hair, "Don't disturb him."

"I know!" Little Bell lowered her voice.

Qi Yanqing fell asleep leaning on the pillar, thin and pale, his occasional ravings were blown away by the wind amidst the sound of the waves.

There was gauze on his head all the time, the wound was not healed, and a bandage was wrapped around his neck, and the glands throbbed and hurt from time to time.

He frowned tightly in his drowsiness, the boat rocked slightly, he slept restlessly, and his body trembled restlessly.

It's been like this for the past few months. If I can't stand it anymore, I will take a nap during the day, and it's more like passing out.

The fishing boat needed a vigil at night, and he just couldn't sleep.

When it was getting dark, Qi Yan woke up and slept uncomfortably, his complexion became even uglier, and his body felt very uncomfortable.

After eating, Grandpa Deng and Little Bell entered the cabin.

Qi Yanqing likes to sit on the deck in a daze at night, the soft lights on the fishing boat shine on the sea, like a bright moon on the dark blue sea.

The wind blowing past the ear seems to be whispering, and it is so quiet that even the wind is whispering.

He pressed his right ear, and when the ear was very quiet, he could hear a pounding sound similar to a heartbeat.

As soon as he heard this voice, he was very sad.