Confessions of a Thief

Seventeen

A lonely mountain, a lonely grave, two silent people.

Zhuang Ze didn't have the money to buy a cemetery for his parents, so he could only bury the two elders on a cemetery.At this moment, he was holding the yellowed note back then, on which was the license plate number he wrote down, and he handed it to Lin Qi.

"...what do you want me to do?"

Lin Qi's voice was a little dry, he didn't know if Zhuang Ze had seen something, but as long as Zhuang Ze spoke, he would help him after all, he wanted to protect such a silent and stubborn person who was desperately living Wanting to pull him out of the dark, just like the joy when he climbed out of the abyss and saw the sun for the first time, he hoped that Zhuang Ze could also experience it.

Zhuang Ze still didn't speak, just kept reaching out his hand.

Lin Qi pulled one corner of his mouth and smiled, raised his hand to take the note, then pressed Zhuang Ze's head hard, and said in a deep voice, "I see."

In fact, Zhuang Ze didn't think much about it. In his world, he knew that he had given his most important thing to someone, someone he wanted to stay by his side all the time.

Eighteen

When Zhuang Ze realized that another person had disappeared beside him, his orange tree had already produced yellow and orange fruits.He carefully took it off, held it in his arms, and sat under the rolling door of the noodle shop.

"Hehe, is this store closed? Why hasn't it opened for a few days?" Passing by diners complained, "Hey, I'm in trouble. The noodles in other places are expensive and unpalatable."

"Child." The old man who picked up the trash dragged a woven bag and sat beside Zhuang Ze, and asked, "Is Xiao Lin coming back?"

"..." Zhuang Ze looked at the orange in his hand in a daze.

"Hey, don't just sit here, go and find Master Nine," the old man couldn't help cursing again, "That old, stinking thing..."

A few more days passed.

The orange in Zhuang Ze's hand began to wilt. His complexion was very bad, and he was a little unsteady when he walked. It looked like he had been hungry for a long time.He is still guarding the door of the noodle shop, just like when he was a child waiting for the bun seller to open the door. At that time, his parents would finish their early work and come back here to buy him two warm big meat buns. That kind of warm feeling , is his rare experience in this world.

"I want to take him away, he has autism, I want to take care of him." In a daze of consciousness, Zhuang Ze heard a slightly familiar voice of a young man.

"Hey. You don't even ask him if he wants to." This was the voice of Master Jiu. Zhuang Ze didn't know why he remembered it so clearly, but the moment the voice sounded, he immediately looked at him.

"He has autism, he doesn't know what he wants..." Before Ji Bai finished speaking, Zhuang Ze stood up abruptly, spilling the oranges in his hand all over the floor. He clasped Master Jiu's shoulders tightly with both hands, opened and closed his chapped lips, but could only make a few fragmented sounds.

"Also, Ling, Lin..." Zhuang Ze's face was wet, and he didn't realize that he was already crying.

Seeing this, Master Jiu patted Zhuang Ze on the shoulder.

Nineteen

"Why are you so attached to Zhuang Ze?" Others asked Ji Bai many times, and he asked himself many times, so he thought for a long time, recalling many past events buried deep in his memory.

For example, the side face that always struggles to understand the teacher's words, the small hands that are always nervous but forced to hold tightly, the star-like eyes looking forward to seeing him perform magic tricks, until the last one Empty desks.

A long time ago, the teacher told him that Zhuang Ze was different from other children. He was born with defects. The teacher hoped that you could help him and take care of him as his deskmate.

"Okay, I definitely will."

Ji Bai remembered that he answered like this, sonorous and forceful, but in the end...

In the end, when he really had this ability, the other party didn't need it anymore. He stood 50 meters away from the noodle shop and looked at Zhuang Ze from a distance like a retracted kite. Finally, Zhunzhun fell into Lin Qi's arms.