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14. Medical expenses

Fang Deyue went up to the second floor of Suda aggressively with 2 yuan in his pocket like a brick.Wang Chenghua was pretending to be a ghost and fooled the two college students for a while, and he almost held his hands and looked at each other with tears in his eyes and told him, master, save me.Seeing Fang Deyue coming, he dumped Lengtouqing to the girl at the front desk, "Xiao Fang, I haven't seen you for a few days, how are you doing?"

The middle-aged man did not hold back his hands, and he had already taken advantage of the conflict from the last meeting in a harmonious and self-contained manner, and he wanted to reach out to put Fang Deyue's shoulder.

Fang Deyue took out the 2 yuan wrapped in newspapers from his bag.

"What's this?"

"Your medical expenses." As soon as the words finished, Fang Deyue picked up the wad of money and slapped him in the face.

After all, the pressure on the paper was light, so Fang Deyue couldn't help it, and it scattered away, and the room was full of pink paper money.Wang Chenghua didn't expect that Fang Deyue was here to find fault. The other party's actions were quick and ruthless. He was hit several times and his eyes were darkened.His mind buzzed, he grabbed Fang Deyue's arm, and threw him to the ground.

Fang Deyue seemed to be hitting him lightly, but his strength was very dark. He jumped up and raised his knee to kick him, hitting a rib in the middle.Wang Chenghua was a little confused by his beating, as if he was not fighting a human being, but a wild beast.Claws, teeth, steaming madness, that's all that's left.But his size has the upper hand after all, catching Fang Deyue is like catching a chick, or like catching a snake.Under Fang Deyue's overly long bangs, there are a pair of beast-like eyes, and only those eyes are left in his whole body.He used to like Fang Deyue's little expression that he couldn't bear it and had to bear it, with ripples in his lowered eyes, but now he just felt strange.

The college student next door saw blood outside the door, and screamed out of nowhere, "Call the police! Call the police! Call the police!"

"I see who dares to call the police!" Fang Deyue took a handful of fragments of the ashtray that had just been smashed on the ground, blood dripped from his fingers, and the tiles were dirty.He wiped his face, it was red and white like overturned rouge, some were blood, and some were from Wang Chenghua's fist, a patch of redness spread out under the skin, and there was a throbbing swelling feeling.

The two college students huddled together and fell silent.

Fang Deyue straightened up, feeling the bones crunching inside.Behind him is the smashed office, with pennants, trophies, and forms trampled on the ground, "Medical expenses."

There was hot quicksand whirring in the trachea, and the sound he spoke was like the roar of a wild animal.Fang Deyue went out in a flash, like a zombie without pain-sensitive muscles, no one dared to stop him.

Jing Zhe didn't sleep all night, he leaned on the balcony and smoked one by one. Their community is newly developed, and there is a piece of wild grass in the distance. fly.

Jing Hui died. He listened to the child's tiny breathing in the room, and felt the weight of death again.

He was responsible for Jinghui's death.

Yuanyuan woke up, rubbed his eyes and sat up. Jing Zhe thought he was going to cry, so he prepared a lot of food and play, surrounded him like a dragon in a treasure, "Yuanyuan, do you still remember me?" Well, I'm your uncle."

The child looked around, grinned, as if about to cry, but held back tightly.

"are you hungry?"

Yuanyuan looked down at her hands and said nothing.

Jing Zhe thought he didn't like it, sighed, and squatted down, "Your father has gone to a far away place. From now on, uncle will live with you."

Yuanyuan nodded, got up and put on socks by herself.The only thing that came with him yesterday was a small blanket. He held it in his hands and kneaded it for a while, as if hesitating for something, then quickly put it down.

Jing Zhe took him to the dining table to have breakfast. The child seat, small bowl, small spoon and chopsticks were all new. He also bought several plastic chewers for exercising children's oral muscles on the recommendation of the salesperson.

Yuanyuan sat at the table and ate porridge silently. She was indifferent to why she was here and why she was taken care of by her uncle, and just accepted everything step by step.

Jing Zhe sat across from him and looked at him, wanting to ask him why he didn't cry, but felt it was absurd to ask a child this question.If you don't follow the script, the one hundred "how to make a child stop crying" tips he collected are useless.It's like entering the wrong route in the game, there are no enemies, and there is a silent emptiness. The hero and villain he manipulates is waving a big sword at a loss.Only then did he have the real feeling that children are not puppies, not bred as electronic pets, there is no preset program, and there has never been the principle that whatever seeds are sown, flowers will bloom.

At the beginning, she was so ambitious that she wanted to raise Yuanyuan for her sister, but raising and becoming an adult are two completely different concepts. Give him food, clothes for him—and love for him.

What kind of love is love.