Faint Lord

After all, he was afraid of him. He used to fight with people, and was beaten like a pig's head. He just lay at home for a week, and just applied disinfectant to the broken skin.He looked at the wound again. Although it was a little longer and bleeding, there was almost no pain.He unconsciously touched the scar on the corner of his right forehead, which was truly terrifying.

He looked up to the sky with a long sigh, first went to Bundy to paste the wound, and then went to look through the fucking drawer, where the cash certificates were kept in his house, he was not a complete idiot in life, and he knew that he had to take his social security card to register inject. "What are you doing?" His mother suddenly uttered a voice, which startled him. She hadn't been back for several days, and Yang Guang didn't expect it.

Li Zhiyao didn't wear much. He wore a blue-black corduroy dress, a coat, and light makeup. Unfortunately, it didn't help. He was still in a bad mood, as if he had stayed up for several nights.Her voice was rustling, probably from smoking, and she seemed unable to stand up, leaning against the door panel, looking at Yang Guang.He almost frowned immediately when he saw her, then quickly lowered his head and changed his face, with a lazy and indifferent look, showing the back of his hand, "Ah, I was slashed by a wild cat downstairs, and I took the social security to get an injection, saying that anyone who doesn't get a shot will die. "

When she heard that she didn't come to get money, she reluctantly changed her face, but her expression and tone just now were too accusatory, so she was a little embarrassed to care at the moment, "Then, then go quickly, is the injury serious?" "Not serious." Ignoring her mother's deliberate care, she asked her with a smile, "Mom, are you coming back for the New Year?" She didn't expect him to ask this, and said vaguely, "No, I don't know, why don't you go back to your father's place."" No. I'll wait for you at home." He took out his social security card and hurried away.

It's really strange that the wound, which was not painful just now, suddenly hurts.Sadness is like this, if you don't care about it, you won't feel the bleeding, but if you care about it, even a pinprick-sized wound is heartbreaking.

On the 28th, Li Yu took his grandma to his home. The old lady was very happy to see him. She wanted to bring her here to stay at home for two more days a week ago. Seeing you a few times, I think you are cute, and in a few more days you will hate me, and I will hate you too." This is not without reason, during the time his father was being treated in the hospital, Li Yu kept running around the hospital at home, scavenging In order to take care of him, he had to be entrusted to his grandmother's house.

He lived with his grandma for half a semester plus a summer vacation. Before leaving, everyone was relaxed. He had a cold temper. When he was a child, he didn't like to talk.Li Yu would not speak out when he was angry, but he was bored and didn't eat, sitting on a small bench, facing the wall, without saying a word.His grandma picked up a chair and whispered in his ear, asking him what to say, knowing that he couldn't stand agitation, and whenever he said something that didn't suit him, he would open his mouth to refute, so she deliberately used words to kill him.

After about four or five days, he naturally thought about it, and when the old and the young reconciled, they would sit together and watch TV.His grandma loves to watch Dream of Red Mansions, and she called Li Yu Brother Yu. He couldn't understand it at that time, and often watched and fell asleep. It feels like treating him like a child. Although Li Yu is not very happy, he is a grandma after all, so he has to agree.

The old lady is in good spirits. She practices swords every morning. She doesn't need help when walking, but her sense of direction is not very good, and it is sleet again. Li Yu went to pick her up specially.On New Year's Eve, she wandered around the living room, saw his father's photo, clicked her tongue a few times, and said to Li Yu, "Look at your father, he is quite a talent." "Chongguang, come and help." Li Yu called him from the kitchen , the old lady shook her head, "What is it called Zhongguang, your father is not good at this, pretentious, just like your grandfather."

Li Yu smiled twice, but his grandma was still the same, saying what she had to say.

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There is an exam in two days, and I am still happy typing.