The counterattack of the reserve dad

Lin Xiu took out the key and opened the door.

"Let go, go in and talk."

"No—" Xie Ange drew out his voice, and fell crookedly on the ground beside Lin Xiu's feet, holding Lin Xiu's leg tightly with his hands.

Lin Xiu frowned and looked around, but luckily there was no one there.He knelt down and tried to break Xie Ange's hand.

Xie Ange blocked Lin Xiu with various parts of his arms, elbows and head, while shouting: "Don't let go, I won't let go."

Lin Xiu frowned, pushed Xie Ange's face away with one hand, and pinched Xie Ange's fingers with the other.After the stalemate, Xie Ange, who only took body class for a while, was of course not as good as Lin Xiu, who had been doing rehabilitation and fitness for several years.When Lin Xiu's legs were finally relaxed, he realized that the hand covering Xie Ange's face was covered with warm tears.

"...Hello." Lin Xiu didn't know what to say, he searched his pockets and found nothing such as tissues and handkerchiefs.

Xie Ange's hands were hanging down, and he fell sideways on the floor. Liu Hai hung down, covering half of his eyes, and only saw the crystal tears on the other eye, falling down one by one, and the light-colored floor was wet.

Lin Xiu sighed, picked him up, entered the house and closed the door.

He hasn't been back for a long time, and the house is still in a mess, spreading from his own room to the entire living room.

Lin Xiu had no choice but to limp and carry Xie Ange upstairs, carefully avoiding the debris under his feet.

The room upstairs hadn't been lived in for a long time, hadn't been cleaned in weeks, and had a thin layer of dust.Lin Xiu lifted the quilt, carefully placed Xie Ange on the bed, took off his shoes, and went to the bathroom to find something to wipe his face.After walking two steps, looking back, Xie Ange was holding his clothes tightly with both hands.

"Don't let go?" Lin Xiu asked.

Xie Ange buried most of his face in the pillow and shook his head vigorously.

Another round of finger-wrestling.The difference from the door just now is that after Lin Xiu broke Xie Ange's paw, he suddenly started to cry.Lin Xiu stared at him speechlessly for a few seconds, then went to the bathroom to look for Xie Ange's towel.

Xie Ange didn't go home for a long time, so Aunt Su no longer hung his towels on the towel rack, but washed them, dried them, folded them, and put them in the drawer under the sink in the bathroom.Lin Xiu quickly found them, took out one, washed it, wrung it dry, strode out, and threw it on Xie Ange's face.

Xie Ange's wailing paused for a second, and then it became louder.

Lin Xiu stood by the side for a while, finally defeated, picked up the towel on his face, and carefully wiped Xie Ange's face which was messed up from crying.When she went to wash the towels again, she was grabbed by Xie Ange again.

Lin Xiu turned back angrily and said, "Wash a towel, count to twenty, and I'll be back."

... Xie Ange, whose IQ and sanity had all been lost due to drunkenness, rubbed his eyes swollen from crying, and really started to count...

"One, two... twenty...you still haven't come back..."

Lin Xiu was wringing out a clean towel in the toilet, and when he came out, he wanted to throw the towel on his face, but Xie Ange's face that looked like he was about to cry again made him feel soft again, and he just waved his fist in a gesture: "Who taught you that?" Count, after two is twenty?"

"Come back soon—" Xie Ange yelled in a drawn-out voice with a crying voice, and grabbed Lin Xiu's clothes with both hands.

Lin Xiu was dragged forward by him and took two small steps, squatted down with a sigh, and wiped the corner of Xie Ange's eyes: "I can't come back."

"I don't—" Xie Ange dragged Lin Xiu closer to him, and kissed him fiercely with his mouth reeking of alcohol, biting and gnawing to vent his dissatisfaction.

Lin Xiu put the towel aside, but he wanted to let him vent.

Dazed, Xie Ange stopped when he licked the smell of blood. He stopped timidly, stared at the blood dripping from Lin Xiu's lips with wide eyes, let go, and hung in mid-air, as if he wanted to touch Lin Xiu. Touch him, but dare not, can only stay in place trembling.

"It's my fault...it's all my fault..." Xie Ange murmured, but he couldn't bear to let go of his raised hand.

Finally, Lin Xiu couldn't hold back any more, he stretched out his arms and hugged him firmly, rubbing him in his arms with such force that he seemed to want to fuse the two into one and never separate them again.

"Just today, anyway, tomorrow, you forget." Lin Xiu rubbed Xie Ange's cheek, warm tears, and his face was also wet together.

☆, crying ([-])

"It's great to dream of Lin Xiu." Xie Ange buried his face in Lin Xiu's neck and sniffed his familiar smell.

Lin Xiu was stunned when he heard what he said, and loosened his arms a little.

Xie Ange realized it sensitively, wrapped his hands around Lin Xiu's back, and held on tightly, the fear in his heart spread again.

Going back to the mistakes made on the day when I was kicked out, I clenched my fists and grabbed Lin Xiu’s clothes on the back, and kept saying apologetic words: "Lin Xiu, I was wrong, I admit it, don’t be angry, don’t want me... ..."

"Where did you go wrong?" Lin Xiu covered the back of Xie Ange's head with his big hands, and he knew in his heart that it wasn't Xie Ange's fault.

"Are you angry with Huiru? Are you angry with Huiru because you saw the commercial on TV?" Xie Ange leaned on Lin Xiu's shoulder and whispered with blinking eyes.

Lin Xiu wanted to stay away from him, and looked at his expression at the moment, but Xie Ange seemed to be holding on to straws, and would not let go no matter what.

"You think so?"

Xie Ange said sullenly: "I only saw Huiru once, because I had to do...bad things to her...so I feel guilty...all the time..."

"Baby?"

"...It belongs to Huiru." Xie Ange said, "The paternity test is fake, and I don't know who the baby's father is...but... Huiru is gone...she died...before she died...crazy Just remember me. So...she gave me the child..."

"Idiot." Lin Xiu's hand on Xie Ange unconsciously increased his strength, "Don't say it..."

Xie Ange chuckled twice, and made a silent gesture with his fingers on his lips: "I didn't tell anyone else, I just told you. I really want to raise the baby as my own."

"A child whose parents have nothing to do with you..."

"It's my baby now."

"You are also a child." Lin Xiu said.

Xie Ange suddenly let go of his hand, stepped back a little, cried for a long time, his eyes were red and swollen, he frowned, bit his lower lip, and said after a few seconds: "So, you don't want me anymore..."

Lin Xiu opened his mouth, he wanted to say no, but what he did and his purpose were far from "no".

"I will change it in the future." Xie Ange said choked up, and big tears welled up from his eyes again, "I will make good money, take care of myself, and take good care of you, so I won't make you sad... I won't let you dance with me, walk so far with me... If you are tired, tell me, I will help you go... No matter how far, I will help you go... Forever, forever... ..."

Lin Xiu looked at Xie Ange's face, listened to him stuttering and illogically speaking, just pursed his lips and remained silent.

Xie Ange gradually lowered his eyes, not daring to look at Lin Xiu, while wiping his unstoppable tears with his hands: "I'm not afraid of death, but I don't know where to go...I don't know where to stay...you If you still don't want me... can you help me take care of the baby... I can't get through to your phone, I sent you a message... Did you not receive it... can I talk to you now... no... you It's Lin Xiu in the dream...I want to follow..."

"I received it." Lin Xiu interrupted him, his voice trembling.

"That……"

"I didn't pick up the baby..."

"You don't want me...and you don't want a baby anymore." Xie Ange murmured, propped himself up, turned over slowly, with his back facing Lin Xiu, slowly shrunk his body, and grabbed a corner of the quilt , "That's it... I'm sorry... I know... I won't cry... I won't bother you... I'm sorry..."

The curtains were not drawn tightly, and on the approaching autumn night, the moonlight cast a cool light on the bedside.Lin Xiu leaned on the pillow on his side, staring at the beam of moonlight shining on the bed with his eyes open, his cheeks were wet, not his tears, but Xie Ange's.The warm tears that flowed from Xie Ange's eyes just now have completely cooled down.The cold touch pierced his cheeks like needles, and even his body felt cold.

Lin Xiu shrank his body, folded his arms and rubbed them against the crook of his arms a few times, raised his knees, and accidentally touched Xie Ange with his prosthetic limbs. He felt like water droplets dripping in the middle of a lake without feeling it, and the ripples circled around. The expansion did not dissipate, but it continued to magnify this emotion.It struck on my heart, repeatedly reminding me what Lin Xiu was going to do, and what was the purpose of Lin Xiu being alive.

Xie Ange turned around, then completely fell silent, and stopped talking.

The coldness in the room made Lin Xiu shiver.

"It's so cold..." Lin Xiu said.

Lin Xiu looked at Xie Ange's back, he was still thin, fragile, and fragile.A thought suddenly popped up in Lin Xiu's mind. With such a heavy thing all on his body, would he climb up that desolate high-rise and fall from it like he did a few days ago? .

Xie Ange was originally a person with nothing, even if he was forcibly pulled up and brought back into society, what he needed was something that Lin Xiu decided to give him...

In the past, Lin Xiu was sure, but now he is not sure.

Lin Xiu stretched out his hand and embraced Xie Ange from behind: "It's so cold...are you asleep?"

Xie Ange turned his head, Lin Xiu leaned close to his ear, his warm breath made the surrounding skin tingle slightly: "Aren't you asleep yet?"

Xie Ange shook his head foolishly. He was already confused, but he didn't understand why Lin Xiu suddenly approached him on his own initiative.

"I'm so cold..." Lin Xiu whispered, the tip of his nose kept leaning towards Xie Ange's neck.

Xie Ange is warm and soft.It's the only warm thing in this room.Lin Xiu kept saying the word cold, and the language was close to meaningless syllables at the moment, no matter what came out of his lips.Lin Xiu just continued to approach with his body and desire.

"...Don't you want to throw me away..." Xie Ange said, covering his heart with his hands, "I still feel very uncomfortable here...very uncomfortable."

"Throw it away?" Lin Xiu repeated softly, approaching Xie Ange's lips, and lightly pecked.

I didn't say anything further, I just felt that such a warm and soft thing was addictive.Lin Xiu propped himself up, turned Xie Ange over, and lay on his back facing him, covered his body, and leaned closer again, lingering between his lips.

Xie Ange blinked, watching Lin Xiu zoom in.

"How long have you been drinking today?" Lin Xiu asked.

"I don't know..." Xie Ange said in a daze, his breath still had a faint smell of alcohol.

Lin Xiu kissed him again: "Probably, I'm drunk too."