Little Terrified Bun

The warm sun from the sky shines on the delicate and picturesque face of the young boy, with cat eyes like small hooks clearly reflecting the delicate face of the other party, his neck is delicate like white jade, and his small throat follows the boy's voice. Sliding up and down.

Wei Jingqiang resisted the desire to vomit, and said helplessly: "May I go now?"

"Oh!" The other party seemed to be stunned. After nodding stupidly, he suddenly reacted and took out his mobile phone and said: "Sorry, I'm really sorry, because I really like that picture." Like an avid fan, with a scorching flame in his eyes, "May I exchange a mobile phone number?"

"Huh?" This is the first time Wei Jing has encountered such a straightforward approach to a conversation these years.

"By the way, I forgot to introduce myself, my name is Xue Lekang." He reached out his hand.

"My name is Wei Jing." He sluggishly and somewhat reluctantly shook hands with each other, "Sorry! I don't have a mobile phone, the teacher is still waiting for me, goodbye!" Mobile phones are still a luxury these days. In junior high school, the basics that everyone takes are MP3 and MP4.

The meaning of Wei Jing's refusal was so clear that Xue Lekang just didn't understand it. He said, "Then I will leave my mobile phone number to you. You should remember to call me when you come."

Wei Jing: "..."

What can he do! He is also desperate!

Putting the small note handed to them by the other party into their pants pockets, Wei Jing and the others went to the post office with the teacher to send the painting back to City B.

Mobile phones are not smart phones, Taobao has not yet appeared, and the express delivery industry has naturally not risen. Even if city B is close to city S, it takes ten and a half days to send it back.

That night, in order to celebrate Wei Jing’s third place, the school teachers took them to choose a nice hotel to have a big meal, surrounded by laughter and laughter. Before they knew it, Wei Jing also laughed. stand up.

At more than nine o'clock, the group stopped a taxi and rushed to the hotel.

Wei Jing's cell phone rang suddenly, he took out a look with excitement, he was suddenly stunned, not the eldest brother, sad QAQ

"Brother Li." The young boy worked hard to cheer up.

"Xiao Jing." Li Fei's voice was very nice, with a deep and clear meaning of youthfulness. He chuckled softly: "Congratulations on your third place finish this time. I should have congratulated you in person. I thought that something was blocked temporarily, so I can only call you like this now."

Across a thin network cable, Wei Jing could hear the messy music on the other side, the compliments of warm conversation between people...Wei Jing knew in his heart that people living in this world are always inevitable for some socializing.

"It doesn't matter, Brother Li is busy with you, I'm just a small matter." Wei Jing said.

Li Fei laughed and said: "When I return to City S, brother, I will congratulate you again."

"Then I'll wait, brother, you are not allowed to fool me." Wei Jing has been familiar with Li Fei over the years, and it is normal for the two to make a small joke and act like a baby.

According to Wei Jing's observation, Li Fei's father disappeared when he was fourteen years old, and has never appeared since. Wei Jing heaved a sigh of relief after hearing this, no matter what? If Li's father is gone, then the possibility of Li Fei killing his father no longer exists.

The year before last, under Wei Jing's instigation and encouragement, Li Fei forced his timid mother to apply for a forced divorce.

Now, even if Li's father committed a crime outside, it had nothing to do with the Li family.

Li Fei’s matter was resolved, but Xu Jiahui was the more headache for Wei Jing. This girl was determined to become a policeman. During the summer vacation last year, he reported to a class to bring children to experience life in the military camp. After Xu Jiahui came back, he looked like a monkey, thin and black.

But Xu's father and Xu's mother were very supportive of his son's ideals. If he hadn't known the future, Wei Jing would have praised him greatly.

But... knowing that his friend will die if he walks this way, how can he ignore it?

After the two said a few words, they hung up.

Wei Jing sighed helplessly. He could only take one step and look one step at a time. He only hoped that Xu Jiahui was still young and would see if he could shake his mind.

Time always slips away inadvertently, like a handful of delicate sand, the tighter the grip, the more it leaks between the fingers.

w city——

The old lady with all white hair wears reading glasses, and her hand covered with age spots tremblingly holds a small needle. The end of the white thread is aimed at the small hole, but she can't get it through.

Seeing this, the old man sitting on the side said, "Okay, no more sewing. After wearing clothes for so many years, we are not short of money. I will buy a new one tomorrow."

The old lady glared at him, and angrily inserted the needle in her hand into the ball of thread, "People are still old. This dress was bought when we got married. It was dazzling. After so many years, people are no longer good, and clothes are no good. Up."

She had a small, fresh, white floral shirt on her knee. The color of the shirt had turned yellow as she ages, and her armpits were somehow disconnected, revealing a big bright hole.

It's too quiet.

The old lady found the remote control from the gap in the sofa, even if she didn't look at anything, it was good to just listen to the sound.

"Old lady, don't you remember Master Lin from my hometown in the country? They have three daughters and want to adopt the youngest daughter." The old man thought about it for a moment and cautiously said: "That girl is also pitiful. She has a small body in her teens, a thin and six-year-old girl. The same as seven years old."

The old lady thought for a while and dug out the person from her memories. She squinted her eyes and set her eyes on the TV without a thought, "Good girl! The little girl is cute and caring, better than the previous bastard. it is good."

"Okay, then I will call Master Lin in the evening and ask their family to send the girl over tomorrow, and take a few days to take a look." The old man said.

The old lady nodded unnecessarily, that Master Lin's family is very patriarchal. A girl who gave birth to a son a few years ago and is only two years older than her son does not want it. That's good, raising this child will not be afraid that the other side's family will go back and get the child back.

This kid is so pretty.

Her gaze fell faintly on the small TV screen, this mouth, this face...is really like that woman back then...wait! The old lady gave a violent shock and stared at the child with familiar eyebrows.

Her voice was a bit sharp because of excitement, "Old man, old man, look at him, is this kid looks exactly the same as that woman."

The old man followed the old lady's gaze and turned his head, but with this look, he was stunned. Like! so similar

"And look at those eyes, it looks like our son was big and round when he was a kid, pitifully following the kitten..." The old lady got more and more excited as she talked, and immediately ran back to the room to find her son's childhood album Up.

The old man was calmer than her. While the picture was still there, he quickly took out his phone and took a picture with the TV.