Quick Wear: Love still depends on two love brains

Police station

Shen Xingzhou held Quan Jiuxi's little hand tightly, his palms full of sweat, feeling helpless and confused.

The police called Shen's mother over and over again, but the receiver always received the cold and indifferent busy tone and they couldn't get through to her.

For some unknown reason, Mr. Shen has been acting like a possessed man since he was taken to the police station.

He kept shouting hysterically that he was guilty, and without any warning, he rushed towards several policemen beside him like a madman, using his hands and feet, injuring several of them.

Quan Jiuxi sat quietly by the side, listening to Shen's father shouting, but his face was calm.

She never wanted Father Shen to leave here alive.

After Quan Hui finished taking notes, he walked out of the room. Shen Xingzhou quickly jumped off the chair, his voice choked with sobs, "I'm sorry, Uncle. I didn't know Xixi would come to see me."

Quan Hui patted his shoulder gently, "Uncle doesn't blame you, your father..."

Looking at the thin child in front of him with tear-stained face, he really didn't know how to tell him that he would be alone from now on.

"What's wrong with him?" Shen Xingzhou looked up.

"He'll be locked up."

After hearing this, Shen Xingzhou smiled with a sense of relief: "What about my mother? If my father is locked up, he won't bully her."

"Your mother..."

Shen Xingzhou was a smart and sensitive child. Seeing Quan Hui's hesitation and the helpless look on his face, he whispered, "Doesn't my mother want me anymore?"

Quan Hui remained silent, his lips tightly closed, not knowing how to answer this question.

Shen Xingzhou grinned, his voice a little hoarse, and he wiped his face vigorously with his dirty sleeve, trying to make himself look strong: "That's good, what if he comes out again?"

Quan Hui looked at the child who was pretending to be strong, and felt very sorry for him. He held his hand tightly and said, "Go home with uncle first."

"Xixi." Quan Hui called out in the direction of Quan Jiuxi.

Quan Jiuxi, who was thinking about how Shen's father would die, was brought back to reality by the call, and she slowly came to her senses.

He walked to Quan Hui, looked at Shen Xingzhou, and said seriously, "Hold it back."

Quan Hui was helpless with his daughter's domineering behavior and sighed softly: "Xixi."

Shen Xingzhuo hummed in grievance and sobbed.

Sitting in the car, Shen Xingzhou leaned against the window and held Quan Jiuxi's hand.

The remaining light of the setting sun shone on his face through the gap in the car window, tear marks were clearly visible, and sadness filled the air around him.

Quan Jiuxi took out a tissue, reached out to wipe his face, and his fingertips touched his slightly cold cheek.

Shen Xingzhou looked at Quan Jiuxi with eyes like a wounded deer, and suddenly he couldn't hold it in any longer, "I am an unwanted child, wuwuwu."

Quan Jiuxi sighed, looked at the boy in front of him who was as fragile as a broken puppy, pursed his lips, and said, "I want you."

"You are also a child... woo woo,"

Quan Jiuxi: "..."

Quan Hui had dinner with the two children and then wanted to take Shen Xingzhou home.

But Shen Xingzhou stubbornly refused, Quan Hui had no choice but Quan Jiuxi did not stop him.

She knew that Shen Xingzhou still had expectations in his heart.

Quan Jiuxi said to Quan Hui, "Dad, Shen Xingzhou has no relatives, so he has no choice but to go to an orphanage. You should take over his custody."

Quan Jiuxi looked at Quan Hui seriously. The light from the street lamp shone in and reflected on her young but determined face.

Quan Hui was driving and looking at her through the rearview mirror. This was the first time his daughter made a request to him.

"Okay, Dad will do it, but how can you be sure that Xiaoxing is willing to live with us?"

Quan Jiuxi paused slightly and turned to look at Shen Xingzhou.

At this time, every time you walk up a flight of stairs, the sensor light will light up, and the dim light will make Shen Xingzhou's figure look slender and lonely.

"I will respect his opinion."

Quan Hui nodded with relief, and the car slowly drove away.

Shen Xingzhou walked up the stairs. The stairwell was filled with an old smell. His footsteps were light, and he looked into the room expectantly. "Mom?"

The voice trembled, carrying a last glimmer of hope.

All he got in response was the pitch-black room and the eerie silence.

Shen Xingzhou walked in, and the moonlight shining through the window reflected his thin figure.

He searched the small room, leaving no corner untouched.

Finally, he collapsed on the sofa. Under the moonlight, a photo of Shen's mother was placed on the coffee table.

Shen's mother was not very nice to him. Every time Shen's father beat her, she would look at Shen Xingzhou with hatred in her eyes.

When she was a girl, she dreamed of marrying Mr. Shen. However, after marriage, his business failed and Mr. Shen gradually became fond of drinking and addicted to gambling.

When he tried to stop her, he actually hit her.

She tried to escape, but was caught and beaten even more severely.

Shen Xingzhou convinced himself that he understood that his mother was in pain, but he was greedy for the little warmth she had.

Shen Xingzhou hugged the photo, closed his eyes, and silently shed tears on the sofa. "Mom, can you take him with you?"

……

Quan Hui and Quan Jiuxi waited quietly at the gate of Shen Xingzhou's school.

It was time to go home from school, and the school gate was crowded with people and very lively.

Shen Xingzhou is now a senior kindergarten student. He walked out slowly alone, carrying his somewhat worn little schoolbag.

Quan Jiuxi walked over quickly, "Shen Xingzhou."

Shen Xingzhou raised his head and forced a smile on his face, "Xixi, uncle, why are you here?"

Quan Jiuxi glanced at Quan Hui, who then squatted down and looked at Shen Xingzhou kindly, "Xiaoxing, are you willing to live with Xixi and your uncle and aunt in the future?"

Shen Xingzhou opened his mouth in surprise, his eyes wide open, "Uncle, are you going to adopt me?"

Quan Hui nodded and said, "Xixi is your sister from now on. If you don't want to call her uncle, aunt, dad, or mom, you can continue to call her that."

Shen Xingzhou looked at Quan Hui, then turned to look at Quan Jiuxi, and shook his head firmly.

"Uncle, I want to wait for my mother to come back. I can do it myself."

"Then how do you live?" Quan Hui frowned and asked worriedly.

"I have learned to cook, and there is still some money at home." Shen Xingzhou puffed out his little chest with a serious look on his face.

Quan Hui looked at the sensible little boy in front of him, and felt a little bit reluctant, but looking at his determined look,

"Okay, then you can come to me no matter what you have."

Shen Xingzhou nodded vigorously, "Yeah."

Quan Jiuxi looked at Shen Xingzhou quietly for a long time, and in the end, she didn't say anything.