Be salted fish in paranoid literature

The door was closed very carefully, and there was a small sound.

The person who was "sleeping" on the bed had already got up at this moment, and glanced down at his watch.

It's only six o'clock, what are you doing running down so early?

but--

The fingers couldn't help touching it up and lightly, as if recalling that soft touch...

Have you learned how to steal a kiss?

Qin Sheng glanced back at the window, walked forward slowly, opened the curtains with his hands, and the morning light began to flood into the room at once.

It became brighter.

The person standing in front of the window looked at the white star point not far from the hill, his eyes were light, and he didn't say anything.

My thoughts suddenly started to drift away...

"Mom, today is mine—" Xiao Qin Sheng stood on the stairs, curled his fingers several times, trying to talk to his mother,

"Who are you calling?" The tone was very indifferent, the eyes that looked over were misty, and the tone of speech was mechanical.

The woman in the hall put on exquisite makeup, and even carefully selected a white friendly dress, with her hair draped softly on her shoulders.

But it was such a gentle dress, but he said cold words.

Mother didn't know him again.

After realizing this, the villain on the stairs lowered his eyes for a while, then looked up, trying to squeeze out a sensible smile.

"Hello... I'm here to help you pack your brushes. My house is...not far away. I came to visit your house." When I came to the other party, I looked up and said sincerely.

The woman seemed to be guessing the credibility of the words, looking down at the strange child, thinking about where the other party came from.

His brows were furrowed, as if he was thinking, but at this moment, a pair of hands had already been brought over, and the villain was looking at him.

The indifferent face slowly changed...

"You're a kid here as a guest!" He held his little hand behind his back and squatted down very friendly, finally showing emotion in his eyes.

"Well, I'm a kid here as a guest." The villain took a few steps forward, wanting to get closer.

"How old are you? You look so cute. Does your family know you're here as a guest?..." Some chattering questions seemed to love Xiaotuanzi in front of him.

"Can you...can you hug me?" Some timidly asked.

……

Qin Sheng thought for a while, looking into the distance, thinking about what happened in the end...

He was a neighbor's kid for a day, helping to hold paint brushes and brush barrels, and he got fuel all over his body.

His mother got along very well with him, and he was very happy.

but--

At sunset, he had to walk to the door of his house and bid farewell under the name of "the kid who came to visit".

"What's your name?" He asked gently, bending over to ask, trying to remember this cute little friend.

The setting sun shone on the small figure at the door, and he seemed a little at a loss.

Where can he go?

How should he answer?

"I...my name is—" Suddenly, I felt chest tightness, and I didn't dare to lift my eyes.

At this moment, the villain was suddenly hugged, and the body of the person who hugged him was shaking continuously, as if...

"Mother?"

A tight hug was his answer.

Mother dressed up for his birthday, she prepared a lot, she thought she was well and safe.In the end, he forgot about himself. Qin Sheng can almost still remember the sober mother crying...

Maybe it was right to leave.

Qin Sheng glanced at his watch again, thinking that the time should be almost up, so he got up and left the bedroom.

It's quite early to go down, I'm afraid I will be sleepy again.

When he left, he took the person's cup and left, planning to feed him some honey water along the way.

but--

I went downstairs to see it, but instead of sitting obediently at the table, the person disappeared.

Glancing at the kitchen, there were some familiar leftovers, Mama Zhang quickly cleaned them up, and said discreetly:

"Master got up very early today..."

Qin Sheng rolled up his cuffs with both hands, and lowered his eyes to pour some honey for someone, but his movements stopped suddenly.

The buttons on the shirt were ripped off by his children, leaving some white threads.

His eyes became gentler, he gave up the plan to roll up his cuffs, and directly prepared warm water for someone in the morning.

"He got up earlier, where did he go?" He asked quietly, without raising his eyes.

Mama Zhang hesitated for a while, not knowing how to explain, she hesitated a bit...

Qin Sheng waited patiently, not in any hurry.

At this moment, a pair of arms wrapped around his waist from behind, and a cat's head emerged.

"Good morning!" A voice full of vitality.

Not far away, Mama Zhang breathed a sigh of relief and left silently...

Qin Sheng turned his head to look at the man, took his child's hand in his hand, and pulled him to him.

Her hair was a bit messy, because of the improper sleeping position, there would always be a few strands of hair curled up when she woke up, and she simply smoothed it out.

"Well...why not?" The tone was slightly regretful, and he leaned forward, holding Qin Sheng's clothes habitually with his hands, staring straight at the other's chin.

Qin Sheng's eyes darkened when he saw people looking up at him. He knew what he was talking about, but he still followed the words and asked:

"Well, what's missing?"

When the person in front of him heard this, he immediately became nervous, withdrew his small eyes, and said prevaricationly: "Ah, it's nothing..."

There's no way to hide anything, he thought.

He took the cup by the table, touched the wall of the cup with his fingers, and tried the temperature.

"Drink water."

The person in front of him curled his lips unhappily, looked at himself, and complained, "I'm not thirsty, if I drink this."

"So—a big glass, I'm sure I won't be able to drink milk in a while."

He even made exaggerated hands-on comparisons and measured the height of the cup.

He raised his eyes and looked at him again, looking a bit bargaining.

Cute, he thought.

but--

"No, I want to drink." Qin Sheng heard himself say so.

The person in front of him was really unhappy, his eyebrows were furrowed...

Is the tone too strong?

Just when Qin Sheng was thinking this way, his child took the cup obediently, although he was reluctant, and started pouring it into his mouth.

The neck is very fair, and because of drinking water, the arc of the back gradually becomes larger, and finally even jumps into a straight line.

"Huh...don't drink it." Wiping the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand like a kindergarten kid, his voice sounded muffled.

Qin Sheng put the cup aside, pulled the person closer, made sure that there was no water stain on his mouth, and then asked:

"What are you doing up so early?"

Sure enough, the person's eyes began to float again, and then he said slowly:

"Well...I'm more...more energetic today..."

are lying.

"Really? Come over for breakfast." He didn't expose that little trick, and let others play.

The person being questioned breathed a sigh of relief, and sat happily at the dining table, ready to eat. The stupid hair on the top of his head flickered, but he seemed to be in a good mood.

"There's red bean toast!" His tone rose slightly, it was his favorite food recently.

Qin Sheng looked at the person, handed over a glass of warm milk as usual, and put it in front of the person.

A pair of moist eyes looked over, curled his lips in dissatisfaction, and whispered: "It's milk again..."

Seems like a food that has always been hated.

But there is no way, my health is not very good, and I am picky eater, so I have to be watched by someone to feed it.

Finally, after breakfast, Qin Sheng thought about taking someone up and weighing himself to see if he fell down.

But his kid ran away...

"I'm going to see Xianxian, you go to work." These were the original words of the man, and he left after leaving these words, as if there was something urgent.

Qin Sheng felt that he seemed to have summed up the rules, so he tapped lightly on the table with his fingers.

When I needed him, I ran to look at myself eagerly, without saying a word, and used my eyes to seduce him; when I didn't need him, I pushed him to work and became considerate.

Little heartless.

but--

The voice is better, not so hoarse.

He got up and left the dining table, and went back to the study, where he really went to work.

Let people have fun.

But at noon—the time when I like to come to "disturb" me most, people are actually peaceful, and they really don't even disappear after lunch.

The candy box was replaced with a new one, which did not attract the "kitten".

Qin Sheng felt that he had to go and see people, but when he opened the door of the study, "Little Cat" himself came to the door.

Dirty.

There was a little white powder on the tip of the nose, and the visitor obviously didn't notice it.

"What's wrong?" He asked.

The person who came was stunned, and seemed to have just come back to his senses. He remembered that he seemed to have a mission, so he shook his head to sort out his thoughts, and asked seriously:

"Qin Sheng—"

Leaning forward, he was calling his name.

"What do you like... what kind of fruit?" Eyes blinked, eagerly waiting for the answer.

He raised his hand and wiped the tip of the servant's nose, cleaned it again, and then said honestly:

"No favorite."

The person who came was immediately anxious, took his hand off, and asked, "Why, they are all delicious, why don't you like them?"

"Hmm," pinching the man's little finger, he asked casually, "So you like strawberries?"

"Ang, it's very sweet!"

"I like it too." In a light tone.

Xu Ruchi hesitated for a moment, inexplicably felt that Qin Sheng was perfunctory, so he raised his eyes suspiciously and asked:

"Do you really like it?"

"Ah."

I like it, I really like it.

He asked without any sense of defense, and after getting the answer, his brows and eyes frowned, as if he knew what was in his mind, and was about to run away.

"Wait a moment."

I haven't seen anyone all morning, and I finally waited for someone to come to the door by myself, so I'm leaving so soon?

Just about to say something, but someone grabbed his arm and pulled it lightly, so he had no choice but to bend down, but at this moment...

A kiss fell on the cheek——

"Bye-Bye!"

Run away quickly.

Sure enough, he has no conscience, Qin Sheng thought.

Time gradually approached night, and the night darkened again, with warm yellow lights illuminating the empty desk.

I squeezed the small candy box that belonged to someone with my fingers, and made a small sound.

It seemed that he had waited for a long time, so he got up and left, preparing to retrieve the running child by himself.

It took almost no effort to catch someone...

Some thin backs turned back in horror when they heard the sound of the door, as if they didn't expect that they would come.

"Why did you find it so quickly? No, you're still working?" He tried to cover up his work, but it didn't work.

In front of him was a small cake, because he didn't know how to make it, he placed a circle of strawberries, but it might be because the cream was not whipped well, so the shape was a bit lumpy.

It's not very pretty, so I tried to fix it with a piping bag filled with chocolate sauce.

"It's work." He followed the words of the man, but he didn't stop.

Although there is a carpet, but sitting by the window is not afraid of catching cold?

"Then how do you—"

Before he could finish his sentence, he was picked up by someone with one arm, and his feet were lifted into the air. The clown cake was placed on the ground alone, with a piping bag filled with chocolate sauce in his hand hanging in the air.

The scene is actually a bit suspicious...

The author says:

感谢在2022-06-2723:08:16~2022-06-2822:48:06期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: the crematorium is far away from me! ! 10 bottles of Wuweilin;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!