Chapter 81 Family
"Boss, Xiao Jin and the others are out of danger."

Sang Ting closed the door softly, "I'll bring all the information Ah Cheng and the others found—"

His voice paused, his eyes fell on Mu Jing, and he asked with some doubts, "...boss?"

"Mu Jing," Quan Heng introduced without hesitation, "Because those children and I were seriously injured and are still in a coma."

"For you and Xiaojin?"

Sang Ting was stunned for a moment, looking at the thin young boy, his wrists were bruised and slapped on the white sheets, and his scars were hideous.

"This kind of injury..." Sang Ting slightly pursed his lips and frowned, "It's like nailing in a concentration camp."

"You think so too?" Quan Heng smiled lightly.

She rested her elbows on the wheelchair, looked a little far away, and spoke softly:
"I saw him always thinking of you when you were a child—you were all wounded and bleeding, and you rushed to me from the heavy rain and asked if I could take you away."

That was when Quan Heng annexed the enemy's property, the heavy rain made the sky dark, and he stood beside her holding an umbrella.

Quan Heng watched the rainwater under the steps being dyed deep red without any waves, and fiddled with the Buddhist beads with his lowered eyes a little bored.

Rainwater poured into the eaves, tainting the fishy smell.

In that rainstorm, she saw the child with the knife stumbling towards her, his eyes shining like wolf cubs when he knelt in front of her.Wipe off the blood with a thin arm full of wounds, lonely and stubborn:
[I can be the sharpest and most obedient knife in your hand, please take me away. ]
Sang Ting's pupils shook slightly.

"Boss, can you take this child back to Lanzhuang?"

"Huh?" Quan Heng looked at him and raised his eyebrows, "You want me to take him back?"

Sang Ting stepped back and squatted down in front of Quan Heng, looked up at her, with indulged temptation and hope in his eyes: "Is it possible?"

"Your reason." Quan Heng twisted the beads with a gentle tone.

"If you put him elsewhere, you will only be ostracized."

Sang Ting lowered his eyes and said in a low voice: "You know, we are all different people, we are out of tune with the crowd - if this child is like me, there will be no other place that can accept him."

"It's not you, it's us."

Quan Heng reached out and rubbed his hair, sighed softly, "We are generally the same, that's why we can become a family."

"Yes."

Sang Ting leaned on Quan Heng's lap with his head down, muttering in a low voice:

"So I will always be the knife in your hand, and my sheath will always be in your hand."

Quan Heng lowered his eyes, the warm Buddhist beads on his wrist flickered slightly, and fell silent again.

-

Quan Heng only finished reading the documents at hand when the sky was already dim.

When Mu Jing woke up, she saw that she was wearing a pair of silver-rimmed glasses, her nose was high and well curved.

The simple yet exquisite mirror chain hangs down her cheeks, and the appropriate decoration makes her expensive and delicate, like fragile white jade.

"elder sister……?"

Mu Jing moved her fingers and recognized Quan Heng in her gradually clear vision.

"You're awake." Quan Heng raised his eyes and took off his glasses.

"Be careful." Quan Heng put down the materials, reached out and carefully helped Mu Jing sit up.

"...Okay." Mu Jing was a little dazed as if he had just woken up, followed Quan Heng's movements and stood up, his eyes still fixed on her face.

"What's wrong?" Quan Heng sat by the bed.

"Am I dead?" Mu Jing asked softly, "Why is there a sister here, and there is no mirror yet."

"Because you're still alive." Quan Heng was silent for a few seconds, and spoke with a calm and sincere tone, "Xiao Wu, I'm sorry."

Mu Jing was stunned.

"...You don't have to apologize to me, sister."

Mu Jing forced a smile and shook her head, "I'm not stupid, I could vaguely guess the ending from the beginning."

He paused and whispered, "That's the best way to pass the level."

"But I didn't expect to see my sister again. This is already very good!" Mu Jing quickly put aside her thoughts, and smiled sincerely.

Quan Heng couldn't help reaching out and rubbing his head.

"By the way," she took down the things on the bedside table, "your puppy."

"little six!"

Mu Jing's eyes lit up, and he took the plush puppy from Quan Heng's hand, and suddenly said strangely:

"Hey, Xiao Liu is not bald anymore?!"

"Well, help it recover."

Quan Heng patted Xiao Liu's head, and said with a smile: "Puppy deserves a good ending, let it accompany you well."

Do puppies... all deserve a good ending?
Mu Jing was stunned, staring at Quan Heng without turning his gaze, his eyes seemed to be filled with a thin watery light.

"Why are you crying?" Quan Heng frowned slightly and spoke softly.

"No." Mu Jing shook her head, reaching out to wipe away her tears.

"elder sister."

Mu Jing lowered her head and called out in a low voice, clenched her hands uneasily, opened her mouth trying to speak clearly, but the sourness kept choking in her throat: "I can stay..."

"Shh."

Quan Heng put his finger on his lips, his brows and eyes gently stopped his words.

"I know what you want to say, but this time, let me ask."

She smiled lightly, her voice gentle and precious:
"Mu Jing, are you willing to be my family?"

Mu Jing couldn't help opening her eyes wide, looking at her in disbelief.

The smile on the corner of Quan Heng's mouth was faint, and his tone was unprecedentedly gentle: "Can I ask you to be my family?
"I will do everything to cherish you, I will accompany you to the end of my life, I will protect you until the death of my soul-will you be my family?"

Mu Jing trembled her lips, blinked her red eyelids lightly, tears filled her eyes, and fell down.

"I..." Mu Jing opened her mouth.

"I'm a little worried, how will I get along with my future family? Will she like me?"

It seemed to be a voice from a long time ago. The young man held the stray puppy in his arms and asked anxiously.

"Don't worry, she will like you, and you will definitely like her too. As for how to get along with her..."

The figure that had been erased long ago was only the voice, and I only remembered that he smiled at the somewhat disturbed child:
"Kindness returns kindness, as long as you treat her well—as long as you treat her well, she will return it to you a hundredfold."

"I... I've always been willing."

Mu Jing choked up, unable to wipe away the falling tears, crying hoarsely as if she was about to shout, "I have been willing to leave with you since a long time ago, sister."

"Are you looking forward to her arrival?"

"expect!"

The little boy raised his lips and laughed, the clear and joyful voice crossed the long time and the turbulent pain and pain, and miraculously merged with the sound of crying and choking at the moment, like fate hitting a broken soul, making a deafening sound——

"This is the most anticipated thing in my life."

"This is the thing I'm looking forward to the most in my life."

How could a stray puppy refuse to be your family member?

"Sister," Mu Jing gripped the corner of Quan Heng's clothes tightly, "I think, I want to go with you..."

It likes you so much, as long as it recognizes you, it will run to you without hesitation in the face of death.

"Take me away, sister..."

Mu Jing's voice was crying, as if she wanted to cry out all the grievances and bitterness in this life.

*The love that the puppy gives you is so warm and sincere, it will not hate you because you shut it out of the room for 10 minutes or two hours, the puppy only knows that you opened the door for it, and it will love you well ah.

 Quan Zai: The most sleazy parent who can throw questions and change the focus.

  How can I tell my children to raise another child without quarreling and conflicting?Well, let him ask himself.

  *The original sentence comes from the Internet
  
 
(End of this chapter)

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