Uncle, let me give you a hug

Jiang Zimo walked very slowly, and Ji Huai followed him three steps away.He looked down at his footsteps, and walked forward step by step. Instead of strengthening, the fear in his heart dissipated little by little.

He raised his head and secretly glanced at Jiang Zimo's back, then immediately lowered himself down again.Looking at Jiang Zimo's back, he unexpectedly felt envious.Jiang Zimo, like him, has no father, no mother, and no one to take care of him, but whether it is the last life or this life, he has lived so well that people dare not comment.Even though there are elements of fear and apprehension in this dare not, but in reality he lived a more unrestrained life than Ji Huai.

In the last life, Ji Huai would feel inferior and envious if he thought about this, but in this life, he has already realized himself very clearly. He was born in a mess, grew up in a muddle, and even died a little more ridiculously than others .He has no guts, no ambitions, and just wants to live an ordinary life.

"What are you doing slowly?" Jiang Zimo stopped.

"Ah?" Ji Huai was still stuck in his own thoughts, and raised his head startled by the cold voice above his head, "Uncle Mo, no, aren't you leaving?"

"Where are you going?"

Ji Huai saw that he had already reached the door of the villa.He looked at Uncle Mo and found that he had no intention of going in, so he didn't dare to move.

"Ji Xiaohuai, why are you still following me?" Jiang Zimo stared into his eyes.

Ji Huai bit his lip, what should I say, didn't he ask me to come over?He asked me to come over, dare I not come?

"What are you mumbling about? When I can't see?" Jiang Zimo turned cold.

"I... Uncle Mo asked me to come over, of course I will come over."

Jiang Zimo sneered, as if he didn't believe his words, he put the cane in his left hand, and lifted Ji Huai's collar with his free right hand.

"Come on, it's not that easy to leave after entering the wolf den."

Ji Huai developed late and was short. Now he only reached Jiang Zimo's shoulders. When Jiang Zimo mentioned it like this, he had to stand on tiptoe.He felt uncomfortable being strangled by the front leader, so he scratched back indiscriminately, and caught a cold hand as soon as he grabbed it, so scared that he quickly let go.

Jiang Zimo dragged him to the living room and threw him on the sofa.Ji Huai was suddenly thrown into the soft sofa, before he could grasp it well, the sofa bounced up, he was panicked, he grabbed it a few times but failed to catch it, slipped along the soft leather sofa and fell to the ground .

"Ah, it hurts." Ji Huai's head touched the floor intimately, and his eyes were dazzled by the collision.

Jiang Zimo looked at Coke, and when Ji Huai was struggling to get up, he poked him down again with his cane.Ji Huai covered his painful forehead with one hand, and his lower back with the other hand, lying on the ground motionless.

"Get up, why aren't you moving?" Jiang Zimo poked Ji Huai, who was curled up under the sofa, with his cane. He hadn't had enough fun yet.Just like the three young wolves he raised before, he loves to watch them fight together.If they are not interested in fighting, he will go up to help.

"Mo, Uncle Mo, let me get up." Ji Huai whispered, turning his head to the side and half-casting his eyes.

"Get up, I didn't let you get up." In order to show the authenticity of his words, he took a step back.

The boy shrank on the ground, not much bigger than a wolf cub, especially when he was peeking at him with trembling eyes, Jiang Zimo wanted to step forward and hold him down.He hasn't figured out what to do next if he doesn't move.

Ji Huai glanced at Jiang Zimo secretly, measured the distance between Jiang Zimo and him with his eyes, and suddenly jumped up from the ground, regardless of the pain, he took a big step back.

Jiang Zimo rubbed his cane with his fingers, and estimated the possibility of poking Ji Huai down again, so he had to give up with some regret.He sat on the sofa and ordered: "Go and cut some fruit for me."

Ji Huai turned his eyes to the fruit plate on the coffee table, saw the fruit knife next to him, and shivered.Under Jiang Zimo's increasingly cold stare, he quickly picked up the knife and fruit, and ran to the kitchen in a hurry.

He let out a sigh of relief before washing the fruit, cutting it and putting it on a plate.When he went out, he thought about it and put the fruit knife in the kitchen, but didn't take it out.

There is a sink with a mirror at the entrance to the kitchen.When he passed by with the fruit, he backed away abruptly, staring at the red mark on his nose.

This, is this blood? !

When he closed his eyes just now, did Uncle Mo rub blood on his nose? !He walked up to now with blood marks on his face? !

He quickly put down the fruit plate, turned on the faucet, and splashed water on his nose twice.He looked at the blood that washed down with the current, and only then did he have time to recall the scene where Uncle Mo drew his knife and stabbed people violently just now.

In addition to the last life, it was the first time in two lives that he saw Uncle Mo go "crazy", seeing it with his own eyes-it still made people tremble.

Ji Huai pushed the fruit plate in front of Jiang Zimo, and quickly took two steps back.Jiang Zimo sneered, then picked a few grapes, ate them slowly and asked, "Washed?"

"Ah... yes."

"Heh, your skin looks especially good when it's stained with blood."

Although Jiang Zimo had the same expression as eating grapes with him when he said this, Ji Huai still couldn't help thinking that those perverted murderers would smear blood on the cold corpse after committing a crime, and then said grimly: "So lovely."

Thinking of this, Ji Huai shuddered, and said with a trembling voice: "It's not pretty at all." After speaking, his face was already pale.

Jiang Zimo didn't know what picture Ji Huai was thinking of, but he saw the person in front of him looking like he was being bullied miserably.For the first time, he became suspicious that his rumors were so lethal.I don't know if it has the effect of making children stop crying.

"Ji Xiaohuai." Jiang Zimo leaned on the sofa relaxedly, "Did Hua Yunjiang bring you to apologize today?"

"...Yes." The topic jumped so fast that Ji Huai nodded before he could react.

Seeing Ji Huai's dazed and well-behaved look, Jiang Zimo ticked up the corner of his mouth happily, "Do you want to get revenge?"

Ji Huai didn't understand Jiang Zimo's meaning, Jiang Zimo went on to say: "Since you don't want to be a member of the Hua family, I can help you. What those people did to you, you can get it back yourself."

Now Ji Huai understood, but he was silent.Jiang Zimo was not in a hurry, he turned over the neatly cut fruit cubes on the plate, took two pieces of cantaloupe and another two pieces of watermelon and finished eating.

When he was about to pick another piece to try, Ji Huai spoke. "If I come back with revenge, I will become as terrible as them."

Jiang Zimo sneered suddenly, and looked at Ji Huai coldly. "You are very 'kind', but also very stupid."

"I'm not kind...I just, don't want to..."

The moment he came back, besides being panicked, he had thought of revenge.To get back the pain and shame that the Hua family had inflicted on him, but the thought only lasted for a moment, and then disappeared.

The word "kindness" has become a derogatory term at some point, and everyone even wants to stay away from this word.

I'm not kind, I also have selfish desires, and I also want Hua's family to have a hard time, Ji Huai has thought about these things in his heart.But... there was still a voice telling him not to do it.

Maybe it's grandma's constant teaching, maybe it's his subconscious cowardly self.

He was afraid that his hands would get dirty, he was afraid that he would be the same as the unscrupulous mother that others said, he was afraid... Once he started to do it, he might not be able to keep the last bit of kindness.

Because the cowardly and cowardly villain in my heart has been pulling me, using meager strength to warn myself not to step in.

Ji Huai, don't be those scary people.

"I'm stupid and timid. I'm afraid Uncle Mo has found the wrong person." Ji Huai finished the sentence with his head down.

Then there was a long silence, Jiang Zimo kept staring at him coldly, as if he was going to cut his head open to see how stupid he was.

"Oh, just don't regret yourself and come to me." Jiang Zimo no longer looked at him, his expression could not be said to be cold or something else, anyway, it seemed to be a little different from the sneering him just now.