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After New Year's Day, Fang Qiusheng will start classes, and Cang Erdong will also resume his baking class. The schedules of the two of them are well intertwined. Fang Qiusheng's class is basically in the morning, and the three-hour operation class starts at [-] o'clock, and he goes home for dinner at noon. , send Cang Erdong to study in the afternoon, and then find a place to eat or hang out outside in the evening.

Only the evening class on Wednesday was a little troublesome.

Because the professor is a big boss in his major, he finally came to hold a class. It’s a pity that he didn’t attend. It starts from five o’clock and ends after eight o’clock. If he goes to pick up Cang Erdong, he will be late by ten minutes, and the small class is easy. Make a bad impression on the professor.

But Cang Erdong School has no way to go home, and he doesn't know how to drive. Fang Qiusheng is not at ease no matter what he thinks: let him take a taxi home and worry that the driver is a bad guy, and the security at home is not enough; let him go to his school because he is afraid that he will be too Boring, and the school is full of people around his age, what if Cang Erdong is abducted by someone.

"I can find Huanhuan to play." Cang Erdong is knitting a scarf in his arms. Recently, Yan Huan has fallen in love with this activity. He has already knitted three or four for the baby. The solid color that is too tight and too loose is now very skillful to make some patterns, "He said he is the little prince of the night."

"Oh, little prince, the old hag is pretty much the same."

Cang Erdong put down his scarf and covered his stomach: "Fang Xiaxia, don't listen to Shengsheng."

Fang Qiusheng choked for a moment, unreasonably hugged the person in his arms and changed positions. The spring was just right outside, a gap was exposed in the curtains, and the sun was just shining on the little hands that pulled the ball of wool apart, and the red thread wrapped around the white His fingers were held by another big hand with a slightly darker complexion.

The background sound is the sound of the quilt rubbing together with the muffled symphony, the humid air wraps the person airtightly, and finally drops of water drip on the diamond of the middle finger.

Cang Erdong was lying on the pillow, unable to move the paper, Fang Qiusheng still had the energy to squat beside him curling the ball of yarn, turning his head from time to time to moisten his dry lips from crying.

"Fang Qiusheng, why are you so unreasonable?"

When Fang Qiusheng heard his name, he pinched the speaker's face and replied, "Why, I have already agreed with Yan Huan to let him take you out to play at night."

Cang Erdong screamed and kicked the quilt, and was caught by Fang Qiusheng again. His delicate ankle was wrapped in his hand, so fragile that it seemed that it would break if folded, so Alpha put it in the palm of his hand like holding a treasure. Li, nibbled on it lightly, forcing the Omega to howl like a cat.

"The kittens are springing up again."

The sun is shining, people are young, and spring is beautiful.

After class, Cang Erdong saw Yan Huan's little yellow car parked by the side of the road. He was so beautiful that he wanted to become the most dazzling star in the car group. He was about to run over when he remembered Fang Qiusheng's warning. He helped his stomach and walked carefully. past.

"Huanhuan?"

"Hey……"

Yan Huan sat lifelessly in the car, with his head resting on the steering wheel, his face invisible, and his voice was hoarse, not as cheerful as usual.

Cang Erdong opened the car door and went in, sat next to him, and lightly touched his head, but the other party didn't respond, and was still downcast.

"what happened to you?"

"Dongdong, let me ask you." Yan Huan finally raised his head, with two big dark circles under his eyes, bloodshot eyes, "Have you ever quarreled with Fang?"

Cang Erdong was taken aback and touched his eyes: "Huanhuan, are you okay? Why do you look so scary? Did you not sleep well?"

Cang Erdong obviously didn't notice his question just now, Yan Huan sighed, thinking that he was getting emotional on the child, he responded casually, opened the window to wake up, started the car and set off.

It's just that there is something blocked in his heart, which makes his throat bitter and astringent, which is not the taste.

It was time to get off work, and the road to the restaurant was extremely congested. After driving for more than [-] minutes, the lights on the rear of the car turned red, and Yan Huan was upset when he saw it, and he was afraid that Cang Erdong would miss the meal. Blood sugar, took a piece of candy from the side: "Eat some first, we still have a while."

But the sound of candy wrappers on the seat next to him rang for a while, and another car outside honked its horn indifferently, Yan Huan didn't turn the corner, and yelled at Cang Erdong: "If you want to eat, hurry up." eat!"

As soon as he finished yelling, he regretted it, and Fang Qiusheng sent him a thousand-word essay to remind him not to let Cang Erdong have any accidents. As a result, he lost his temper at the other party for no reason, without any responsibility at all.

He didn't dare to see Cang Erdong's reaction, he just said "I'm sorry" in a low voice, and drove off the main road to find a place to park, but his mouth was sweet.

"Huanhuan eat, you are in a bad mood, you will get better if you eat sugar." Cang Erdong's voice was the same as usual, still soft and slow, "And you said that you should eat less sugar, otherwise Fang Xiaxia will become a fool."

Yan Huan had sugar in his mouth, but felt his nose was getting sore, he parked the car with all his might, turned his head and saw Cang Erdong was covering his non-existent "ear" on his stomach, thinking of the child who felt the first "ear" on his stomach a few days ago. Once the baby moved and hiccupped in fright, he threatened him to cover the baby's ears, otherwise the baby would laugh at him.

He is always like this, especially believe in a sentence that others say casually, and implement it in strange aspects according to his own strange thinking.

Silly, it makes people feel so warm.

"Wow - Cang Dongdong, why are you so nice -"

Yan Huan broke down emotionally holding Cang Erdong's shoulder and crying, but the child shrugged his shoulders: "No, no, Shengsheng said we can only talk, not cuddling."

"But you made me cry."

"Then - well, you hug for a while, I won't tell Shengsheng."

Yan Huan was so teased by him that he burst out laughing, his nose was bubbling, and the faint smell of coffee rushed into his nostrils, refreshing his mind.

"I'm sorry, I had a fight with Alan, so I'm very unhappy, I didn't mean to kill you."

"Oh it's all right."

"Can we go to my house for dinner? I'll make you something to eat. I'm afraid I won't be able to drive well tonight, and the road is so congested. It will be past seven o'clock when we get to Fang Qiusheng's school."

Cang Erdong suddenly looked at him with sparkling eyes: "Really, can I go to Huanhuan's house?"

Yan Huan was a little embarrassed by his expectant eyes: "Ahem, let me tell you first, my house is so small, about the size of a room in your house."

Cang Erdong didn't answer right away, Yan Huan had already looked away, and he could still feel the scorching gaze burning half of his face while driving, almost roasting the aroma.

Yan Huan glanced at Cang Erdong, who was like a puppy, and couldn't help covering his eyes with his hands: "What are you getting excited about?"

"Me, I was invited to a friend's house for the first time."

Cang Erdong stomped his feet, Yan Huan only felt that his little broken car was jolted by him, and even his mood trembled.

"That's right, if Fang Qiusheng's perverted character is your childhood friend, the probability of you being invited is almost zero."

"No, it's not because of Shengsheng, it's because I'm not good, and everyone doesn't like to be friends with me." While speaking, Cang Erdong drew back and forth on the misty windowpane, "Everyone thinks I can't laugh. , ignore people, Shengsheng will help me drive away those who bully me."

"... Dongdong, it's not your fault."

Yan Huan's voice came softly. Although he is not an expert in that field, he still understands it somewhat. The so-called immaturity is simply that he can't understand too complicated emotions. The most obvious thing is that he doesn't know how to be happy and wants to laugh spontaneously. It is not easy to get up.

When he was studying, he thought, if a person never knows what happiness is when he grows up, it would not be very sad.

He shook his head, threw that little thought out, forced a smile on his face, parked the car skillfully, and turned his head to ask Cang Erdong to get out of the car, but saw the child holding the corner of his mouth to make him a smile Come on, there is a smiling face drawn in three strokes on the window glass behind, and the water drops fall, as funny as crying.

"I knew that Dongdong looks very pretty when she smiles."

Cang Erdong propped his face, nodded, and pointed to the small building outside: "Is this your home?"

"Yes, yes, although it is a bit broken, it is enough to live for a while."

As soon as the two of them reached the stairs, the first door beside the stairs opened, and an old man poked his head out, staring at Yan Huan with a rather serious expression, and muttering something in his mouth, as if he was cursing someone.

Cang Erdong shrank behind Yan Huan in some fear, Yan Huan patted him on the back, turned his head and yelled back more fiercely, the old man cursed a few more words in a low voice, and slammed the door shut.

"It's okay. Although the old landlord is a bit fierce, he is still a nice person. Don't be afraid."

Cang Erdong followed Yan Huan up the stairs, the stairs creaked, and there was still water dripping on the side, so that the walls were covered with moss. Yan Huan kicked away the garbage in the corridor, and led him to the innermost room. After picking through a pile of miscellaneous things for a while, a small piece of paper was about to be torn off by him, and he put it in his pocket like a treasure.

"Fuck, just call and talk if you want to meet, why is it like a debt collection, it scares me to death." Yan Huan tidied up other things, put them on the shoe rack in the entrance, and took off his shoes while looking at the frightened Cang Er Dong, "Have you never been to this kind of place? If it weren't for the special situation today, I don't want you to see this kind of rubbish place."

"No, no..."

"Pfft, it's okay, I've paid off my debts now, and I'm starting to save money to buy a big house!" Yan Huan made room for Cang Erdong to sit on the sofa, and poured hot water for him, "Wait next year, You can come to my big house with Alan as a guest."

After Yan Huan cooked the noodles, he threw in all the remaining meat at home. The two of them sat at the coffee table and watched cartoons while eating. Cang Erdong felt that his cooking skills were particularly good, even Qiu Sheng's cooking was delicious.

"Hahahaha, remember to say this to Fang, he will be pissed off!" Yan Huan was washing the dishes, while Cang Erdong was playing with bubbles beside him, blowing one after another, and half of it sucked on his face No matter how hard you shake, you can't shake, "Oh, if only I met you ten years earlier."

Cang Erdong didn't understand, and squeezed a bubble to show him.

"But I met Alan ten years ago and it was pretty good. At that time, my mother took me here to hide from that man. Although I couldn't understand farts when I went to school here, I passed it after a while, and it turned out that The dead debtor came to us again, and my mother was soft-hearted, she slept for three hours a day and worked part-time, but she was exhausted, and there was only a sum of insurance money left, I think I should die with him."

Yan Huan watched Cang Erdong still playing with bubbles, which bulged and burst, and the splashed water was just like what they said by lighting a small lamp before going to bed in those years. Disappeared in the years.

"Then my knight appeared in colorful auspicious clouds. After chatting on the rooftop all afternoon, I thought, how can I give the money my mother gave her life to that gangster? money, boiled the old animal to death, and paid off all the debts, so I went to find him."

Cang Erdong finally realized that he was talking, but he couldn't understand the beginning and end, and there were many things beyond his knowledge, so he could only stop what he was holding and stare at Yan Huan.

"It's good to be like you. I have a lot of things that I don't dare to say to others. It's just right to say it to you. You won't say it, and you won't understand it. You won't sympathize with me."

Cang Erdong tilted his head and nodded again.

The two of them stood in the tiny kitchen, and the lingering lamp had moths flitting around and went out before it could die.

Cang Erdong pulled Yan Huan's sleeve nervously, Yan Huan smiled, put one hand on his shoulder, and pulled off the stopper of the pool. When the water flowed down, there was a gurgling sound, like the prelude to a song.

"The person who loves you the most is me, why are you willing to let me be sad..."

Yan Huan leaned on the side of the pool, singing softly, Cang Erdong looked at him through the moonlight, the silver brilliance covered half of his face, and submerged the other half in shadow.

"When I needed you the most, I left without saying a word."

"Huanhuan, you..."

"He doesn't like me, he doesn't like me at all, he said that love is fake, and everyone lies to themselves when they say it." Yan Huan's tears fell into the remaining foam in the pool, leaving small pits, "But I still can't help liking him, I really like him, I really like him..."

Cang Erdong looked at Yan Huan, thought of another person, and kept telling him like this that he liked him so much.

He wiped away Yan Huan's tears, but his hands wet his face as if there was some kind of passage.