After being dressed as cannon fodder, I became the favorite of the variety show group

Forget it, let's make do with it.

The next day, seven o'clock.

"Aren't you getting up yet?"

An Rao was lying on the bed, and vaguely heard someone calling him.

He tried to move his body, but his whole body went limp.

Sure enough, the "new posture" cannot be easily tried.

He barely opened his eyes, and what he saw was Chu Guannan's radiant face.

An Rao buried his face in the pillow, not wanting to look at him.

"Still, you want to sleep for a while longer." Chu Guannan sat beside him, the dark blue pajamas hanging loosely on his body, and in the middle of the deep V neckline were vigorous and firm chest muscles.

"I can't get up, my back hurts." An Rao said in a low voice.

Chu Guannan smiled and shook his head, passed his arm under him, turned him over, put his other hand through the bend of his leg, exerted a little force, and An Rao felt his body suspended in the air.

"I'll take you to wash."

After washing his face and brushing his teeth in one go, Chu Guannan carried him back to the bedroom and put him away, took out the hair dryer and roller comb, and stroked his hair left and right.

For the first time, Chu Guannan wanted to give him a pose. He didn't know what important person he was going to meet today, and he had such a big fight.

An Rao was annoyed, and pressed his hand: "It's almost enough, anyway, no one will recognize the mask and glasses when you go out."

Chu Guannan brushed his hand away and continued to blow, plausibly saying: "It doesn't matter if others don't pay attention, the main thing is to show me."

An Rao sighed, hugged his legs and let his eyes go blank.

After blowing his hair, Chu Guannan took out a handbag from the closet, took out a light blue sweater from it, and unfolded it:

"After the sweater is knitted, wear it to see if it fits."

An Rao raised his eyes and saw a loose light blue turtleneck sweater with a few dark diamond patterns on the chest, and a thick flower long button on each side of the sleeve.

A little surprised.

He took the sweater and touched it, the texture was soft, not as heavy and sticky as the wool sweater he wore before, it was very light and soft, and there was a faint fragrance of laundry detergent.

"You really knit this?" An Rao gestured twice with the sweater on his body, "Could it be that you asked someone to knit it to coax me?"

Chu Guannan casually unbuttoned An Rao's pajamas, then opened the collar of the sweater, and put it on over his head.

"What good is lying to you?"

An Rao remembered that when he was in college, his roommate wanted to knit a scarf for his girlfriend on Valentine's Day, and he gave up all night, saying that the sweater machine was the greatest invention in the world.

Chu Guannan was actually weaved. I thought he was just 3 minutes hot.

The sweater is soft and warm on the upper body, and the neckline is deliberately widened so as not to strangle the neck.

"Do you like it?" Chu Guannan asked softly.

An Rao rubbed the soft front of his chest, nodded: "My husband is awesome, one day he won't be in the entertainment industry, and he can make a living by knitting sweaters."

"Praise people don't know how to praise." Chu Guannan patted his buttocks, "Go and change clothes, and go out after breakfast."

On the broad main city avenue, the snowplow workers are busy shoveling snow and spreading industrial salt, and the road surface after cleaning is dark and wet.

The car didn't dare to drive too fast, and moved forward at a turtle speed.

Chu Guannan and the others left at eight o'clock, and they were still stuck on the small expressway for two hours.

He glanced at his watch and frowned slightly.

An Rao was drowsy, and muttered, "How long will it be?"

Chu Guannan turned down the heater, reached out and patted his arm: "I can't sleep, it will be very cold to get out of the car after sleeping for a while."

An Rao narrowed his eyes, and a bright smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

This sentence was also said by his mother when he was a child.

"By the way, where is this going? Why is it going further and further on the highway?"

No matter how he asked, Chu Guannan would always say "I'll find out in a while."

An hour later, the car finally drove out of the expressway slowly, and drove down the path. An Rao heard the faint whine of the train when it started.

He straightened up and looked over, a brand new railway station with a pointed roof exposed from the trees.

"Train station?" An Rao looked at the people around him warily, "You won't sell me into the mountains, will you?"

"You guessed it right." Chu Guannan smiled, "I just don't know how much you can sell it for."

"Ha, are you selling me? I don't know which one is selling which one."

While joking, the car stopped at the gate of the train station, amidst the crowds, An Rao vaguely saw a bunch of familiar figures.

A middle-aged man wearing a large black padded jacket, whose face was blown black and red by the cold wind, was standing at the exit of the station with a large red woven bag, looking around. There were also a group of children squatting at his feet, wearing only unlined clothing, close together keep warm.

This combination caught the attention of the security personnel nearby, who were staring at them, wondering if the traffickers were going to transit here.

"Chen? Principal Chen?" An Rao rubbed his eyes, thinking he had misread.

At this time, a kid with a snot on his face saw An Rao, stood up excitedly, and shouted "Teacher An".

Immediately, the children all stood up and ran towards this side through the crowd on their tattered little shoes.

Many people looked over curiously.

"Teacher An woo woo woo! I miss you so much!" A little boy wearing a dirty wool cap was the first to throw himself into An Rao's arms.

An Rao still couldn't believe what he saw, he squatted down and pulled the child's hat up and down. After a while, he opened his eyes wide in disbelief:

"Little Army?"

Immediately, more children came and surrounded him, hugging him and not letting go.

An Rao couldn't bear the weight of a dozen children, so he sat down on the ground under the weight.

"Why are you here?"

"We saw on the Internet that there are bad people plotting against you! So I came here to protect you during the winter vacation!" Xiaojun clenched his fists, his face full of righteous indignation, and the word "conspiring against you" was also very subtle.

Headmaster Chen staggered over with a few big bags on his shoulders, his face was still the same pair of glasses that had been wrapped with tape after a broken leg.

"Mr. An, long time no see."

"Principal Chen, how long have you been waiting here?" An Rao grabbed Xiaojun's hand, and the poor child's hand was as cold as ice, with chilblains on his knuckles.

The headmaster smiled embarrassedly: "Not long."

An Rao turned his head to look at Chu Guannan, with an obviously displeased expression: "Why didn't you tell me that they were coming, causing them to wait so long in the cold wind."

Chu Guannan smiled awkwardly: "I want to surprise you."

An Rao rubbed the children's little hands, and said distressedly: "I can't wait in the waiting hall, it's so cold outside."

"Hey, because we want to see Teacher An as soon as possible." Xiaojun jumped up and hugged An Rao's waist, suddenly remembered something, and pulled out a red cloth bag from the old schoolbag, "Mr. An, This is what my grandfather asked me to bring to you, take it back and eat slowly."

Looking at the innocent and innocent faces in front of him, An Rao took a few deep breaths before barely holding back his tears: "I'm calling a taxi now, let's find a hotel to put our luggage first, and then the teacher will treat you to a big meal, okay? "

The children said "good" halfway, and then stopped abruptly.

Xiaojun: "Teacher, you probably did it."

An Rao: "No."

"Great--"

An Rao: He ordered a [-]-seater business car, and the rest followed Chu Guannan's car, and just happened to take it away, and arrived at a hotel very close to them.

It was the first time for children to enter the city, and they were very curious about everything here. The car windows were full of curious little faces, and the passing vehicles couldn't help laughing at this scene.

"Look at how tall that building is!" Xiaojun counted excitedly, "One, two, three..."

An Rao hugged Xiaojun and warmly introduced the scene in the city.

Sitting next to him was Li Mingming, still holding his old soccer ball in his arms. He was not very good at expressing his feelings, so he could only speculate on his excited mood through his flushed little face.

"Teacher, is this your driver?" A little girl suddenly pointed at Chu Guannan and asked curiously.

Chu Guannan's face darkened.

An Rao smiled: "No."

Chu Guannan's complexion improved a bit now, thinking of his next sentence "he is my husband", a smile unconsciously spread on the corner of his mouth.

"He's my butler."

The smile on Chu Guannan's face disappeared immediately.

The little girl stood up and moved closer to Chu Guannan's face, sizing him up carefully for a while, "I've seen this uncle before."

"Is it on TV?" An Rao asked.

"No, I saw it in school."

"Uncle has never been to school, are you reading it wrong?"

The little girl shook her head resolutely: "I've definitely seen it before, let me think about it... Oh yes, on the day of the football match, he sat alone in the corner of the auditorium and wore sunglasses, but last time he had this hairstyle, it should be It's him."

Chu Guannan cleared his throat, hinting to the child not to continue to expose him.

An Rao looked at Chu Guannan's face through the rearview mirror with a smile: "Strange, when did Mr. Butler go, why didn't you notify me?"

Saying so on the lips, my heart is still sweet.

It turned out that Chu Guannan had already cared about him.

Even when the announcements are full, I can find time to go to the ravine to see him.

Chu Guannan remained calm and quietly glanced at the rearview mirror.

An Rao's gentle smiling face was reflected in the mirror.

Chu Guannan raised the corner of his mouth.

The car drove to the entrance of the hotel. As soon as the children entered, they opened their mouths in amazement when they saw such a luxurious furnishing structure: "Wow, it's so beautiful——"

When the front desk attendant saw such a group of dirty little mud monkeys suddenly coming, he thought they were here to make trouble, and took the walkie-talkie to notify the security guard to chase them away.

As soon as he raised it, he stretched out a hand and put down an ID card: "Hello, one double room, seven standard rooms."

The front desk lady looked up in surprise.

The big eyes were instantly wider than a copper bell.

Wow!Is this An Rao!

Wow!so lucky!You can see celebrities on the first day of work, so isn't the tall man next to him...

"Okay, I'll help you prepare right away!"

After opening the room and waiting for people to leave, the front desk can't wait to take out the mobile phone and post on Weibo:

[I ran into An Rao and his students when he was teaching in the hotel, I was so excited! 】

Immediately someone commented below:

【Their relationship is really good. 】

【Must, I also want to meet Rao Rao himself. 】

The first and second floors of the hotel are places to eat. An Rao took the children to have a seafood dinner here, went to his house to see the kittens, went to the museum, and took them to the city sports center. The children in the youth training camp insisted on practicing on the court no matter it was windy or rainy.

Li Mingming squatted in the distance, looking at them enviously.

An Rao bought warm milk for the children, turned his head, saw Li Mingming was motionless and stared at the children in the youth training camp, and walked over to pat him on the shoulder: "Don't you want to kick?"

Li Mingming came back to his senses, and shook his head shyly: "They played very well, I went... it will only drag you down."

"How do you know if you don't try? You should only hope for seven points in everything and put in twelve points of effort, so that no matter what the result is, you won't feel regretful or regret it."

Li Mingming clenched his fists and nodded.

An Rao went to their coach to explain his intentions, but the coach was very straightforward, maybe because of An Rao's face, he first taught Li Mingming some basic rules, and then blew the whistle to signal the children to stop the ball and come around.

"Today we have a new handsome guy, everyone take care of him, but don't let him go, as I said, letting go is the biggest disrespect to your opponent."

The children in neat team uniforms looked at this little boy in shabby singles with a hint of disdain in their eyes.

Where did Ye Luzi come from? Can he play football?

In fact, An Rao was also very worried at the beginning. After all, the children from the youth training camp will enter the national team in the future. They have received high-intensity professional training long ago, which is indeed incomparable to the children from the mountains like Li Mingming.

He was worried about what to do if this kick directly knocked out Li Mingming's confidence.

Li Mingming took up the position of a striker. He was really nervous at first, and was dribbled all the way past his goal by a few fake moves by the opponent.

Even some children in his team began to complain: "If you don't know how to play, don't drag others down."

But An Rao's worries were completely unnecessary.

Li Mingming is the type who is good at growing up amidst setbacks. The unfavorable situation in the early stage did not affect his mood. The points lost at halftime can even be said to directly hit the opponent.

Good guy, the opposite half couldn't even touch the ball.

The coach looked dumbfounded, and raised his hand: "This... this kid is definitely a once-in-a-century talent! What if this kid is professionally trained?"

"Which school is this kid from? Can his school give him a place to come to our youth training camp? Give the kid a chance, and give the national football team a chance." The coach sincerely hopes that Li Mingming can come.

An Rao left Principal Chen's contact information for the coach and asked him to contact the principal directly.

The mountain road is rugged and difficult. I don’t know how long it took them to come to Jincheng, but no matter how difficult the journey is, they must persevere. This is the only chance to change their destiny. I hope they can seize it.

Tired of playing, the children went back to the hotel contentedly, studied the shower in the bathroom for a long time curiously, and had a happy water fight while drenched in water.

An Rao and the principal planned to head back home after a few words of advice.

As soon as he walked to the door of the room, the phone rang.

He took it out and saw that it was Uncle Li calling.

As soon as An Rao picked it up, Uncle Li's anxious voice came from the other end: "The police came to investigate today. Chu Weifeng probably couldn't sit still. He bought a ticket to the United States and left at ten o'clock tonight."

An Rao's heart skipped a beat.

Once Chu Weifeng goes to the United States, the police here will really have nothing to do with him.

"What did the police say?"

"I just came to investigate, but it seems that there is no conclusive evidence and people cannot be arrested. The investigation process is too slow. They are already packing things upstairs."

An Rao pondered for a moment, and said, "Uncle Li, please find a way to hold them back, I'll go over right now."

Uncle Li reminded him to be safe and hung up the phone in a hurry.

It is true that if the police cannot find physical evidence that can prove that he paid for the murder, it is difficult to convict him based on the assailant's confession alone.

An Rao found the USB flash drive that Chu Guannan gave him from his backpack. This was the only card that could immediately convict him, but if Chu Weifeng was really convicted, there was no guarantee that Chu Guannan would not be detained. A Nest of Snakes and Rats" hat.

Now I can't allow myself to continue to hesitate, the hour hand has already pointed to eight, they are about to go out, if it is later, there is really no chance.

An Rao knocked on the door of President Chen's room next door, and handed him the USB flash drive: "Principal Chen, please help me hand this over to the police station immediately. I have something to deal with and I have to leave right away."

After finishing speaking, he didn't care about Principal Chen's reaction, and quickly ran to the elevator entrance to press the button.

at the same time--

In the room, when Li Mingming and Wu Xiaojun came out of the shower, they heard Mr. An say at the door that the police station was about to leave.

"Where is Teacher An going?"

"I don't know, let's go and see."

"But the principal said that we are not allowed to run around."

Wu Xiaojun dug out the 50 yuan that his grandmother gave him before he left from his old schoolbag, and firmly held onto it: "Didn't we agree to be Teacher An's personal bodyguard?"

Li Mingming pondered for a moment, looked around the room, found his football and weighed it: "Let's go."

As night fell and neon lights flashed, two taxis were driving on the broad avenue one after the other.

Wu Xiaojun patted the car seat of the master: "Uncle, hurry up, don't lose track of the car in front."

The master gave them a surprised look: "You run around at such a young age, and your parents don't care?"

Wu Xiaojun plausibly said: "We are already big kids, we have to protect our teachers!"

The master thought they were playing a game of catching people again, so he shook his head helplessly and stepped up the accelerator.

After driving for nearly half an hour, the car stopped on the tree-lined path leading to Chu Weifeng's mansion. The driver said that the front was a private place and taxis were not allowed to enter.

An Rao paid the money and hurriedly got out of the car, and ran along the trail.

He ran in such a hurry that he didn't notice that the two little dolls behind him were sneaking and hiding all the way and hurriedly followed behind.

When he ran to the front of the mansion, a black car was parked at the door, with only low beams on, Yu Minwei was pushing Chu Weifeng's wheelchair to lift him into the car, followed by Uncle Li. Trying to hold them back by rambling on and on.

Yu Minwei couldn't hear him talking, so she pushed him away impatiently and entered the cab.

With the sound of the car starting, An Rao saw that the car carrying the original author was approaching him step by step.

I can't let them leave like this, as long as the original author is still free, then I will have no peace for a day.

Yu Minwei also saw An Rao on the side of the road, and speeded up to go around.

A gust of wind whizzed by, and the speed of the car was so fast that it was impossible to react.

An Rao immediately raised his legs to chase after him, but his legs were no match for four wheels.

While chasing him, he took out his mobile phone and called Principal Chen, wanting to ask if he had arrived at the police station.

Yu Minwei smiled triumphantly when he saw An Rao who was thrown far away through the rearview mirror.

But at this moment, a black shadow flew over the front window at high speed, and then smashed heavily on the glass of the car, causing a circle of spider webs to burst open on the glass.

She screamed, and was so frightened that she quickly turned the steering wheel and drove to the side, facing a few thick trees in front of her, and wanted to brake, but she couldn't because of the speed of the car.

The loud noise pierced the silent night, and An Rao saw a worn-out soccer ball that was knocked more than ten meters away and rolled to his feet.

The car in front carrying the original author crashed into a tree, and thick smoke billowed from behind the car.

Immediately afterwards, the door of the driver's cab opened, Yu Minwei stumbled and ran down, quickly opened the back door and dragged Chu Weifeng out.

"You son of a bitch! Who told you to play football here!" Yu Minwei shouted into the darkness with a sharp and ear-piercing voice.

Two little boys ran out of the darkness, each dragged the other, and shouted, "Where do you want to run, bad guy!"

An Rao was shocked.

When did the two of them come?

What about the other kids?

He hurried over and grabbed Wu Xiaojun's clothes: "Who told you to come!"

"Teacher, I'm here to protect you!" Wu Xiaojun grinned and opened his mouth wide open. Without his front teeth, he looked naive.

Seeing the innocent smiling faces of the children, all anger in An Rao dissipated in an instant.

He hugged the children and thanked them softly.

It was also thanks to Li Mingming's skillful operation that forced the car to stop, otherwise they might have already entered the notification to the airport and would never be caught again.

Chu Weifeng was still in shock, but because of his disabled legs, he could only sit on the ground and pant heavily.

He looked up at An Rao, with murderous hatred spreading in his eyes.

An Rao looked down at him, and suddenly raised the corner of his mouth: "Long time no see, Mr. Shen."

Chu Weifeng's pupils dilated suddenly, and his lips trembled uncontrollably.

he knows? !

Why does he know!

Uncle Li came late, lifted the wheelchair from the trunk, pulled Chu Weifeng up and put him in the wheelchair without saying a word and without emotion, turned around and said to Yu Minwei: "Don't run, you can't outrun the police car."

She stared blankly at Chu Weifeng who did not resist at all, her legs softened and she fell straight to the ground.

The alarm bell rang through the quiet forest, and the red and blue lights gradually illuminated the dark night.

In the mansion of the Chu family, the police were busy upstairs investigating Chu Weifeng's computer and collecting evidence. Uncle Li took the two children to build a snowman in the yard to avoid suspicion. destination.

In the huge living room, only An Rao and Chu Weifeng were left.

It should be said that it is the original author, Teacher Shen.

Teacher Shen lowered his head, unable to touch his forehead with his fingers, and looked lifeless.

"You won, you have raised so many Gus who are loyal to you, what's the use of me trying to figure it out."

"Teacher Shen is wrong. I don't know any Miaojiang Gu techniques. I only know that sincerity must be exchanged with the same sincerity."

Teacher Shen sneered.

"I hope your so-called sincerity can make you forget the blood that was stained on your hands, and you can sleep peacefully for the rest of your life."

An Rao looked at him coldly, with no expression on his face.

"I don't know what rumors you heard at the time, but I was very impressed. When you were a substitute for our class, you often said that independent thinking is very important. It's so easy to say, so have you done it?"

"What qualifications do you have to tell me the truth!" Speaking of the past, Mr. Shen couldn't help but think of the day when his younger brother fell from the building, and the anger and unwillingness in the past surged into his heart again.

"I dare to be responsible for my words and deeds. I can only say that I sympathize with you when your brother fell from the building, but I don't think I did anything wrong, and I don't need to feel guilty. Jumping from the building was his own choice. It is because the school and the parents did not guide him correctly!"

An Rao slowly stretched out his tightly clenched fingers, and said in a light tone, "But you all blamed me for everything and labeled me a murderer."

The circles of his eyes gradually turned red, and only by biting his lower lip hard could people not see how sad he was at this time.

"You only want to be responsible for the dead, so who can be responsible for me?"

Teacher Shen stared at him quietly, unable to utter a single word of all the pain and anger that was urgently needed to be vented.

Blinded by hatred all these years, he only wanted to vent his anger and revenge, but he forgot to calm down and think about the truth behind it.

An Rao let out a sigh of relief, and said slowly: "Your brother and I are not the lovers rumored in the school at all, I don't even know his name, and I haven't read the love letter he wrote to me, but suddenly one day, He ran up to me and asked me to jump off the stairs if I didn't agree, and I didn't know what he was talking about, and didn't even give me time to answer, his choice happened first."

Teacher Shen bent down little by little, and the turbid tears wet his knees drop by drop.

"You wrote that novel and made me into a..." An Rao thought it was funny when he said this, and couldn't help laughing, "But you don't think that you are in a cocoon, Mr. Shen, you are not someone They all have the power to change fate."

An Rao stood up and looked at the two cuties bouncing around the ugly snowman outside the french window, with a gratifying smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Crack, click." Suddenly there was a strange mechanical sound behind him.

An Rao was attracted by the sound and looked over curiously.

"Oh!"

There was a loud noise, like the sound of something exploding.

An Rao was so frightened that his heart turned cold. When he looked over, Chu Weifeng lowered his head, and the blood spread and dyed his clothes red.

There was a big hole in the temple, and blood spattered on the sofa behind.

Then, the left lun in his hand fell heavily to the ground.

An Rao suddenly opened his eyes wide, his eyelashes trembling violently.

The police heard the sound and rushed downstairs to check the situation. The children were also frightened by the sound, and ran over to see, but Uncle Li covered his eyes and hugged him away.

"Zhu team, the suspect committed suicide." A police officer exclaimed.

"Call 120 first." The captain said these words calmly, as if he knew that even if the ambulance came, it would be useless.

When a person really completely loses the will to live, it cannot be saved.

His departure was also silent.

Uncle Li drove them back to the hotel.

In the room, the two children were unhappy with their own worries.

After a long time, Wu Xiaojun asked in a trembling voice: "Teacher, did that person commit suicide because we...wrecked his car so that he couldn't escape?"

An Rao knelt down and hugged the two children, stroking their hair: "No, it was his own choice, so don't blame yourself, if you think so, Principal Chen will wonder if it's his Wrong, I shouldn't have brought you here, if this is the case, there will be no end to accountability."

The two children looked at each other. Although they didn't quite understand, what Teacher An said must be right.

The news that Chu Weifeng committed suicide in fear of crime quickly caused an uproar on the Internet.

This is not a rare thing, what is strange is that this man is Chu Guannan's father.

Everyone didn't know how to comfort Chu Guannan. After all, judging from the news released by the police, the crime of forging tickets is not a felony, and it will come out after two years, but he chose to commit suicide, isn't it a bit...

Regarding Yu Minwei's intentional wounding, the police only announced her name and occupation, but did not disclose her relationship with Chu Weifeng. Chu Weifeng thought about it.

An Rao did not sympathize with Chu Weifeng.

It was because this was the only way he could protect Chu Guannan.

An Rao returned to the community, looked up, the room was pitch black.

Looking at the phone again, Chu Guannan, who has always been clingy, only sent a message:

【When are you coming back. 】

It seems that he also saw the news of his father's suicide.

An Rao hesitated at the door for a long time, unable to press the electronic lock for a long time.

No matter how much Chu Guannan hated his father before, in this way, he has no mother and no father.

An Rao stood at the door, suddenly a little afraid to face him.

I was afraid of seeing his sad face, and also afraid that he was obviously disappointed but refused to say anything.

After thinking about it, An Rao had a flash of inspiration.

He ran to the fruit supermarket at the door and asked for an oversized carton for watermelons, and then went to the stationery store to buy ribbons and pink raffia. .Then glue a bow and ribbon, drag it to the door of the house, get in by yourself, knock on the door, and get in right away.

Footsteps sounded through the door.

Chu Guannan, who had no sense of safety, opened the door without asking.

He saw this strange box in front of him.

Normally, when one sees this kind of thing at the door of the house, one would suspect that it is some kind of mysterious murder, but Chu Guannan tore off the bow tie and opened the box without any hesitation.

With a sound of "Puff", pink raffia immediately filled the sky.

"Husband! Happy birthday!" An Rao stood up suddenly, imitating Yiping who was deeply in love with the rain, opened her arms, and threw herself into Chu Guannan's arms.

He quietly raised his eyes to observe Chu Guannan's expression.

He was smiling with tenderness in his eyes.

"My birthday is still eight months away." Chu Guannan picked him up from the box, looked at the raffia all over the ground, "You have to be responsible for cleaning up."

"Because I couldn't think of any good words of blessing for a while." An Rao hung his arms around his neck, shaking playfully.

He said so, but Chu Guannan took the initiative to clean up and dragged the box in.

When the kitten Nan Nan saw the cardboard box, he rubbed it around excitedly, as if saying, "I will accept the mansion you gave me with a smile, meow."

Chu Guannan looked the same as usual, and An Rao really couldn't tell what mood he was in right now.

But if you can, forgetting is the best ending.

An Rao took a shower early and went to bed. He flipped through the comments on the Internet. He was worried that this matter would affect Chu Guannan to some extent, but unexpectedly, Chu Weifeng's stupid incident when he was young seemed to have aroused public outrage. Everyone They all scolded him for what he deserved, and expressed their solidarity for Chu Guannan, celebrating his escape from the sea of ​​suffering.

The bathroom door opened and the heat escaped.

In the past, the first thing Chu Guannan did after he came out was to come over and warm himself up first, but this time he just sat silently by the bed, with a towel on his head, holding the phone in his hand, and swiped the screen silently.

An Rao quietly moved behind him and glanced through the gap.

Sure enough, he was watching the news.

Can't let him see!Don't remind him of unhappy things.

An Rao sat up straight, with his chin resting on his shoulder, and his right hand went all the way up from his lower abdomen: "Husband, let me tell you, I have learned a new posture, and the ones I have used are all good. Try it?" ?”

Chu Guannan raised his head and smiled.

Don't force this smile too much, it's no different from crying.

An Rao grabbed the towel and wiped his hair twice, then threw the towel on the ground, pressed him on the bed with all his strength, fumbled with his fingers to find the switch of the bedside lamp, and turned it to the most ambiguous orange.

Looking down, his face seemed to be covered with a soft filter.

But the eyes are imperceptibly tired.

An Rao stroked his eyes lightly, and said softly, "Don't think about anything else tonight, just think about how to satisfy me, okay?"

Chu Guannan's eyes were a little bit reddish.

He propped up his upper body and pressed the back of An Rao's head. Between his lips and teeth, An Rao seemed to taste the salty taste.

Alas, probably more consolation for the mother than the sadness of losing her father.

Poor kid, but fortunately, there will be no more fears in the future.

"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow"

The children stood at the gate of the train station, hanging on An Rao's body like a bunch of small pendants, not letting go, crying until they choked up several times.

The children played in Jincheng for three days. Due to financial problems, they had to get on the train home early.

The city is huge, and three days is only enough for them to see the tip of the iceberg.

An Rao gripped their clothes tightly, and told them reluctantly: "You must study hard after you go back. Have you seen that university?"

An Rao pointed to a tall white building not far away, which was a provincial key college in Jincheng.

The children looked around, and everyone's eyes were filled with infinite expectations.

"In the future, see you there, okay?"

The children nodded vigorously.

Sobbing, Wu Xiaojun took down a small red triangular cloth bag from his neck. There was a golden word "Fu" on it, which had been rubbed off.

He put the things in An Rao's palm, and his little hand squeezed his fingers hard to force him to close them.

"Teacher, this is the amulet my father left me. You must protect yourself well when we are not by your side in the future."

An Rao knew that this was very important to Xiaojun, but if he didn't accept it, Xiaojun might be even more sad.

An Rao put the amulet around his neck and showed it to Xiaojun: "Thank you, with this amulet, no one will dare to bully me anymore."

Only then did Xiaojun smile through his tears.

It was late, and the principal led the children to catch the train.

Seeing the children looking back with reluctance at each step, An Rao waved at them, his eyes gradually blurred behind the plain mirror.

A pair of big hands reached out from behind and gently covered his red ears from the cold.

"Let's go." Chu Guannan didn't want to stay at the train station for too long, because there were already quite a few people curiously watching and pointing at them.

An Rao nodded: "I'm hungry, eat."

"Is the frequency of your stomach hungry too high?"

"Then would you like to take me to dinner?"

"Go, what do you want to eat?"

An Rao said without hesitation, "Hot pot."

The author says:

It's the end tomorrow!The trip to Nepal that we have been thinking about since the beginning is finally coming to fruition hehe.

There will be a few episodes of daily variety shows later, remember to watch!