Can't hide

On the way back, Duan Zhuo looked at his trousers by the light of the street lamp, because the fabric is soft, the vacuum feeling is quite obvious when walking.

He didn't think that Jiang Sui really cared about Pikachu's co-branding, but he just had something to say and felt it was inappropriate to say it, so he found a reason not to embarrass others.

Probably.

The juice Jiang Yu gave seemed to have the effect of digesting food. After walking a few steps, Duan Zhuo felt hungrier than before going out. Fortunately, there is a chain convenience supermarket at the entrance of the community.

During this period of time, many foods were on sale. Duan Zhuo ordered a portion of stewed pork rice and two cans of yogurt, and some daily necessities that were just needed, so the day’s wages plus tips were used up.

Back at the inn, Xiao Mi was still asleep, Duan Zhuo just pushed open the door, the little guy immediately got up from the pile of clothes, like a cheerful reindeer in the setting sun, jumped enthusiastically to his lap.

Duan Zhuo doesn't like to communicate with people, but he couldn't resist these fluffy animals. He put one hand around its belly, hooked it gently, hugged it to his lap, and opened a can of yogurt to feed it.The little guy plunged his face into the jar and licked it.

The clerk at the convenience store heated up the braised pork rice for him. It smelled a bit sweet with onions. The amount of braised pork was not much, but the taste was good, very similar to the braised pork rice we had at school.

He used to study at the Hope School, and most of the expenses for maintaining the school’s operations came from charity funds. The meals served in the cafeteria are very cheap, because it is a coastal area, and the ingredients are mainly cheap fish and shellfish. Every Monday and Wednesday [-]. Supply pork ribs and beef.

Every few days when eating meat, some students in the class would crawl to the cafeteria to eat even if they were sick and had a fever. What impressed me most was that once two boys in the class got into a fight over a piece of braised pork, and one of them was kicked out. a tooth.His mouth was full of blood, and he did not forget to threaten: "Whoever dares to touch my flesh, I will kill him."

It’s funny to think about it now, but at the time, he also lived in worry and fear, afraid that the school would suddenly close down, afraid that he would not be able to study, and afraid that he would be trapped in that square for the rest of his life.

What he is most afraid of is disappointing the benefactor who has never appeared in his life but pays for all his tuition and living expenses.

When Duan Zhuo was seven years old, his father, Duan Zhihong, was sentenced to prison for forced prostitution and drug crimes. The victim’s family almost tore off the roof of Duan Zhuo’s house. Within a few months, his mother committed suicide by drowning herself under the pressure. Duan Zhuo became a town Notorious left-behind children.

No relatives were willing to take in the criminal's son, so he was sent to the orphanage in the town. At that time, the public security department and the public welfare organization launched a one-on-one poverty alleviation project to care for left-behind children. The teacher of the orphanage uploaded his background information to the Internet.

One day after class, the teacher pulled him to the office and told him with joy on his face: "The help message we posted for you has been seen, and someone is willing to donate to your education until you graduate from high school."

Duan Zhuo asked stupidly: "Who is it?"

"You don't have to worry about who it is. The other party is an anonymous donation, and I can't find it here." The teacher squeezed Duan Zhuo's shoulder with the wrinkled and callused hand, "I will help you transfer it when school starts." Hope Primary School, you can choose to live on campus, or you can choose to live here.”

Duan Zhuo didn't understand, so he nodded.

"Also, when you go to a new school, you must behave better and don't let people down, otherwise no one will want to spend money on you."

Duan Zhuo was caught by this advice when he was a child, and he didn't dare to slack off in his studies. He jumped from the second grade to the fourth grade, and from the fourth grade to the sixth grade.

He didn’t dare to go home when he was in elementary school. He spent most of his time in Hope Primary School and Orphanage. He went to middle school and entered boarding school. He also has a certain ability to take care of himself. The teachers in the Orphanage Institute rarely restrain him. Duan Zhuo usually uses this time to find a part-time job.

He inherited the genes of his parents. He has been tall since he was a child, and he is 1.8 meters tall in junior high school. When he goes out and says that he is 16 years old, no one will doubt it. Even if he doubts, he will choose to turn a blind eye because of the cheap labor of eight yuan an hour. one eye.

Last year, when Duan Zhuo went back to the orphanage to visit the teacher, there happened to be staff from the government department collecting materials.

Xu was doomed somewhere, and he didn't know where his courage came from. He grabbed a uniformed staff member and asked, "May I ask if you are in charge of one-on-one poverty alleviation? Can you find someone for me?" ?”

The staff patiently logged into the system and entered Duan Zhuo's name.

——Mr. J, Nancheng.

This is the only message left by the donor on the platform of the non-profit organization.

It is like a lighthouse pointing the direction of ships on the sea, allowing Duan Zhuo to rush to the city without hesitation or timidity.

With such a gentle person like the spring breeze, this city is also gentle in his eyes.

After eating the last mouthful of rice, Duan Zhuo wiped his mouth contentedly, cleaned up Xiao Mi’s yogurt jar together, and rested in the chair. Xiao Mi used his long legs as a cat climbing frame, from knee to hip bone, and finally stayed On Duan Zhuo's stomach.

Duan Zhuo grabbed it, put it on his chest, lowered his head and pecked lightly, Xiaomi got into his vest collar shamelessly, nestled in his lower abdomen, and within a few minutes there was a snoring sound.

After working in the post station for a period of time, Duan Zhuo saved 2000 yuan for living expenses, one-third of which was the tutoring fee for helping Uncle Lin’s daughter with homework, and a small part of the income came from the difference in the price of receiving express delivery.

There is a cooperation between the post station and the courier. On average, each package can earn about [-] yuan. The money belongs to Uncle Lin, and what Duan Zhuo earns is the difference of [-] yuan for door-to-door pick-up.

Most of the people he met were very kind, but there were also some customers who were dressed like dogs but kept picking and haggling because they didn't want to pay a dollar for travel expenses.

Whenever he met such a person, he would think of the boy who cared about where he slept in the middle of the night.

Jiang Sui has never been to the post station, but the post station has received his package. According to the post station regulations, the recipient needs to call the receiver to pick up the package if it stays for more than ten days. Duan Zhuo did not contact Jiang Sui, but put Jiang Sui's package in the in the most conspicuous place.

He originally thought that when Jiang Sui came over, he would find it at a glance, but he didn't expect a little accident.

That afternoon, Duan Zhuo was busy grading the test papers for Uncle Lin's daughter, when a familiar face came in, this person also lived in Yuqing Community, his name was Song Yang, Duan Zhuo had delivered many couriers for him, so he knew his name.

Because he was an old acquaintance, Duan Zhuo asked him to take it by himself, Song Yang only looked at the serial number provided by the post station, and left in a hurry without verifying the recipient's name.

When I got home, I opened it and found something was wrong, and sent the package back to the station.

When Duan Zhuo saw the unpacked package, his head was going to grow big—because of such a situation, the post station was responsible to a certain extent, and if the customer wanted to pursue it, he could hardly absolve himself of the responsibility.

But when he saw that the recipient was Jiang Sui, he was a little relieved. Although he had only met Jiang Sui once, he could feel that Jiang Sui was a very tolerant person, and a sincere apology should be fine.

Duan Zhuo tried to dial Jiang Sui's mobile phone number, but no one answered the beep for a long time. Just before Duan Zhuo was about to hang up, the phone was finally picked up.

First came a long, thick, ambiguous gasp from the other end, which was easily misunderstood—from Jiang Sui himself.

Duan Zhuo dared to confirm it with one ear, because Jiang Sui's voice was easy to distinguish.

Maybe it's working out.

Afraid that the nobleman would forget things too much, Duan Zhuo first introduced himself: "I'm Xiao Duan from the inn, I don't know if you remember it, but I will deliver it to your door in the middle of the night, the one that costs 20 yuan."

Jiang Sui chuckled, Duan Zhuo reacted belatedly, and was about to explain, Jiang Sui's voice came again with a smile: "I remember, what's wrong?"

Duan Zhuo still held the unpacked package in his hand, and explained the whole story with apologies.

"Now the outer packaging of this package has been opened by another customer, but the foam inside is sealed. Why don't you come over to see if there is any damage?"

"Oh, I forgot what I bought." Jiang Sui said calmly, "Please help me see what's inside."

"it is good."

Duan Zhuo turned on the hands-free, put the phone aside, carefully cut the scotch tape with a utility knife, and saw a rectangular black gift box about [-] centimeters in length. Ice and fire battlefield, let love climax after another.

"..." Duan Zhuo was already embarrassed for him, "Are you sure you want me to open it?"

The reason why he asked this question was because he respected the privacy of the guests on the one hand, and more importantly, he was afraid that it would burn his eyes.

But Jiang Sui still said in a relaxed tone: "Open."

Good guy.

This is really not treating him as an outsider.

Duan Zhuo hugged his things, moved to a corner where the surveillance cameras couldn't take pictures, and lifted the cover.

"There are two chains connected with leather loops, a vibrating massage toy, a can of lubricating oil, and two boxes of condoms..." Duan Zhuo tried to keep his tone as calm as someone who has seen the world, "how is it?" , is there anything missing?"