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It was already 09:30 when the manager returned to his home after sending He Cheng off. He didn't expect that there was a person standing in the corridor.

"He Chi?" The manager was a little surprised.

He Chi was holding a big convenience bag in his hand, which contained some fruits and cooked food:

"I waited for you a long time."

The last time He Chi saw how empty the manager's refrigerator was, he had an idea to fill it up.Otherwise, there is no smell of smoke and fire.

"Are you staying at my house again tonight?" The manager took off his coat and put on his slippers.

"Hey?" He Chi raised his eyebrows: "It sounds like you don't welcome me?"

The manager shook his head: "No, it's just that..."

"What did you do?"

"Make it look like we live together..."

There are not only fruits in the convenience bag, but also some daily necessities, newly bought, including slippers.

"Every time I come to your house, I don't have any shoes to wear. Wearing leather shoes makes your house dirty. I just bought a pair of slippers myself." He Chi smiled and changed his shoes.

The manager is a little embarrassed:

"I have always lived alone, so I don't have other slippers at home, sorry."

He Chi chose to continue what he said just now: "What's wrong with living together, can't it be?"

"No, it's just that every time you leave... I have to wait for a few days... to get used to living in this house by myself."

The manager felt a little guilty for relying on others even though he was such an adult.

But He Chi's heart hurts a lot. What a person does all his life is to pick up all the fragments of personality that have been formed since he was a child, and put them together to form a complete personality.

All the character of a person is the embodiment of childhood life.

The manager was not happy as a child.

He Chi knew that his insecurity probably came from lacking the company of his parents.

Although He Chi was younger than him, his large family and many brothers and sisters made him feel more secure and confident since he was a child. He felt that he was actually the guardian of the manager in a certain way, while the manager was actually just a child.I have the responsibility and the obligation to take care of him and care for him.

It's no wonder that he has such a mother, and his childhood life will not be very happy.He Chi even felt that the manager had no misbehavior in such a growing environment, and he was simply a model of getting out of the mud without being stained.

"I want to pick you up every day. It's quite far from my house to yours. Why don't I just live with you for a while?"

He Chi knew that this excuse was very far-fetched, but he couldn't think of any other reason to get close to the manager's life.

The manager sorted the contents of the convenience bag into the refrigerator and replied calmly:

"Actually, grandson's maternity leave is over... During this period of time, I let him stay at home with his wife, and I still pay him the salary..."

He Chi snorted, his bright black eyes flickered, and he said a thousand words but he didn't know where to start.

He is happy. It turns out that he is not the only one who is making efforts.

"Then next time you ask the old grandson to pick you up, bring me with you. The bus ride is too slow, and I have to get up early every morning." He Chi scratched his hair.

The manager burst out laughing: "I didn't say I won't let you live here, can you stop pretending to be pitiful!"

This made He Chi so happy that he immediately took off his clothes and changed into pajamas, explaining while changing:

"I have to wear pajamas at home, otherwise I feel very uncomfortable!"

The manager secretly looked at He Chi's well-shaped muscles, and then wiped his face unnaturally.

"Eh? You bought wine?" The manager suddenly found out.

He Chi: "Shopping over 300 yuan is a gift. If you don't drink it, put it in the trash can. I'll take it for you tomorrow morning."

The manager shook his head regretfully: "Don't, it's a waste."

He Chi smiled: "That's right, why don't we drink it tonight? It can be regarded as a worthy death for him."

The manager couldn't help laughing: "What is it?"

He Chi especially likes the popping sound when opening the can, it is very crisp and refreshing.

The two sat on the balcony. The balcony of the manager's house was very large. There was a hanging chair and a reclining chair, and both of them happened to have a place to sit.

"You said it's romantic to watch the stars while drinking like this? What do you usually do at home alone at night?" He Chi tilted his head and asked him.

"Look at stocks, read copywriting, and sometimes watch movies." The manager also changed into pajamas, feeling very relaxed.

He Chi thought that was too boring: "Aren't you lonely?"

The manager thought for a while, nodded, and shook his head again:

"Just get used to it."

He Chi hummed.

The night wind is very cool, which is much more comfortable than the direct wind from the air conditioner.

The manager volunteered:

"He Chi, let me tell you about my childhood."

He Chi didn't dare to be too excited, he was afraid of dispelling the manager's idea, so he nodded slightly.

"My family didn't actually live in City C. When I was young, my dad loved to gamble. He always lost when he gambled. If he lost, he would drink. After drinking, he would go home and beat my mother."

He Chi looked at the manager's expressionless face, his chest was full of bitterness, and he couldn't even say a word of comfort.

"Actually, my mother was not like this before. She was really a very gentle woman. Every time my dad beat her, I hid in the room and cried, and my mom came to comfort me, saying don't hate dad, dad has him In fact, my mother is the one who needs comfort the most."

“But my father was really gentle when he didn’t drink. I remember one day he brought me a yellow rubber duck after get off work. Put it in the bathtub."

He Chi thought of what the manager said when he was drunk. He mentioned the duckling, but He Chi didn't expect such a thing to exist.

"I celebrated my seventh birthday that day. I was very happy because my father said that he would leave work early, would not go to play cards or drink, and he would come back to celebrate my birthday with me. But I didn't wait for him, I waited to come back A mother with disheveled hair and haggard face, I have never seen such a mother, she seemed to have completely lost her life, and I still remember her telling me coldly, I don’t have a father anymore.”

"Dad was blocked by debt collectors on the way home from work. They were just planning to teach him a lesson and let him pay back the money quickly, but Dad's head hit the roadside stone pier and no one took him to the hospital. He bled to death."

"Mum was a completely different person from that day on. She threw the ducks out, threw out everything that Daddy had. She never mentioned Daddy again, as if he had never really been in our family. She became Complaints, loss of control, depression, suicidal tendencies."

The manager seemed to be soaked in memories, as if he was standing there, in the body of an adult, in that small and dilapidated apartment, standing next to the woman lying in a pool of blood in the bathtub, standing beside the woman who was sitting Next to the howling crying boy with the phone on the tiles.

The boy was so frightened that he could not utter a complete sentence because of his weeping:

"Uncle Policeman... My mother is woo... My mother is bleeding... Help me! Help my mother!"

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The next few chapters are memories, the perspective has changed