Rebirth of the Little Wolf Cub

Mu Jiu doesn't have the habit of recognizing the bed. Even if he is a little bit clean, he can accept it no matter what hotel is on business trip. When he gets tired, he lay down on the bed and fell asleep in less than five minutes.

But Mu Jiu was unable to fall asleep tonight.

I slept with Langlang for only two years, so he can't change his sleep habits for decades, right? Mu Jiu opened his eyes wide, and the room was dark. The drowsiness was getting stronger, but there was no familiar breath by the pillow, which made Mu Jiu unable to fall asleep for a long time tossing and turning.

Mu Jiu smiled helplessly. He always thought that Lang Lang was relying on him. In fact, they depended on each other, just like the three years in the last life. Their worlds only have each other, like orphans who depend on each other for their lives. In winter nights, they rely on each other's body temperature to fall asleep. .

Just when he was about to close his eyes and fall asleep again, Mu Jiu seemed to hear the sound of the door of the next room being gently opened. Less than a minute later, Mu Jiu clearly heard the harsh sound of the chair rubbing the floor, and the floor was covered with solid wood flooring. , If you walk without shoes, you can't hear the footsteps, so now Lang Lang is in the living room?

Mu Jiu fumbled to the phone from the bedside table and clicked on it. It was almost 1 in the morning. Lang Lang went to bed regularly at night. He would go to bed at 10 and a half. After falling asleep, he would hardly go to drink water or go to the bathroom. I haven't slept at this point... Mu Jiu's expression hidden in the dark is extremely complicated.

Suddenly a "ping-" the suspected cup was broken, and the crisp sound was infinitely amplified in the quiet night.

Mu Jiu immediately turned over and got out of bed. As soon as he opened the door, he heard Yan Xu snorted.

"Langlang?!" The light in the living room didn't turn on, and the street lamp outside shone through the glass window, and Mu Jiu vaguely saw Yan Xu squatting on the ground.

Mu Jiu hurriedly went over and turned on the light. The dazzling light suddenly came on. Mu Jiu squinted his eyes to find Yan Xu.

Seeing a pool of blood-red blood on the ground, Mu Jiu's eyes flashed coldly, strode over to lift Yan Xu, who was squatting on the ground, and hugged him horizontally on the sofa. The red blood flowed along the soles of Yan Xu's feet. One drop fell to the floor.

Yan Xu kept his eyes down during the whole process, and said in a low voice when Mu Jiu touched the soles of his feet pierced with broken glass: "It hurts..."

"You deserve it!" Mu Jiu said at any time, lightly moving his hands, looking at the **** soles, Mu Jiu felt both distressed and angry. There are too many broken glass in the sole of the foot, so I have to go to the hospital.

Mu Jiu turned his back to Yan Xu, supporting his knees with both hands, "Come on, let's go to the hospital."

The corners of Yan Xu's mouth bends slightly invisibly, ignoring the pain under his feet, and quickly pounced on Mu Jiu's back.

Mu Jiu took the keys and wallet, and took Yan Xu down the stairs with Yan Xu on his back. When he walked to the gate of the community, the guard asked a few questions. Mu Jiu gasped slightly, even though Yan Xu was only 11 years old, he was not light in weight, and it was tiring to carry it all the time.

"Big brother, my brother's foot hurts, can you call two taxis for me?"

The doorman was still a young man in his early twenties. He bared his white teeth and readily agreed, "Okay, wait a minute."

The doorman ran to the main road and ran back in less than five minutes. Two taxis followed. The doorman put Yan Xu's arm together and got him into the car. Mu Jiu thanked him, "Thank you, brother. ."

"It's just a small matter, as it should be."

When he arrived at the hospital, the nurse carefully picked up the glass shards with medical pliers. Yan Xu didn't snort from beginning to end, but leaned on Mu Jiu's body and trembled slightly, and the eyebrows were also wet with sweat.

The nurse has never seen someone as tolerant as the boy in front of him. Seeing that the boy is not too old, he is just the age of jumping up and down. There is no anesthesia, and the meat is clamped in medical pliers. It is really painful. The young man didn't even hum.

After cleaning up the debris, the nurse applied medicine to Yan Xu and wrapped the bandage. Because some of the debris was deeply pierced and his injuries were serious, he couldn't walk hard for the next half month.

Mu Jiu walked back with Yan Xu on his back, but both of them did not speak quietly. Yan Xu's face was pressed against Mu Jiu's back, feeling the temperature of Mu Jiu.

It was three o’clock in the morning when he got home, Mu Jiu carried Yan Xu back into his room, and went to Yan Xu’s room to get a pillow. After tossing for most of the night, Mu Jiu was so sleepy that he almost couldn’t open his eyes. Walked to the other side of the bed, pulled off the quilt and got in, and soon fell asleep.

However, Yan Xu's newly ignited joy before being calmed down by Mu Jiu's attitude was like a splash of cold water that was drastically extinguished.

Jiujiu, he is angry...

Thinking of this possibility, Yan Xu panicked and looked at the bulge on the other side of the bed. Mu Jiu slept on his side with his back facing him, half of his head buried in the quilt.

Hearing the slight snoring sound made by Mu Jiu when he was asleep, Yan Xu stiffened his hands and lay down beside Mu Jiu, his injured foot accidentally tripped on the edge of the bed, severe pain came, and Yan Xu clenched his lower lip to prevent him from snoring. The sound, I was afraid that Mu Jiu was awakened.

The tiredness surged up, but the pain in the soles of his feet made his consciousness very clear, the bitter plan was successful, and Jiu Jiu should see through that he was deliberately hurting himself, or Jiu Jiu would not be so indifferent to himself. What should I do?

At this time, Yan Xu was only an 11-year-old half-year-old boy. When he thought of Mu Jiu's indifferent expression, he lost his usual composure and was panicked.

Yan Xu slowly turned sideways, stretched out his hand to hug Mu Jiu's waist, and felt Mu Jiu's body temperature before Yan Xu slowed down, and Mu Jiu, who was holding his waist, shrank as if he was still asleep even in a deep sleep. .

When Yan Xu woke up the next day, the other side of the bed was empty.

Yan Xu hurriedly got up, but because of too much movement, he pulled his injured right foot again. Bounced out of the room, he didn't find Mu Jiu. There was a cold breakfast on the table and a note saying: I'm going to the company, and I'll be back at noon!

Yan Xu sat down in a chair, was he left behind?

After a long time, Yan Xu felt that his fingers were as cold as frost. He limped in despair and walked to the bathroom. After washing, he sat back on the dining table with a limping foot, and numbly stuffed his mouth with cold. Breakfast.

At noon, Mu Jiu returned from work and took two snacks with him. Because of his injury, Yan Xu could only eat light things for the time being, and Mu Jiu gave him a trotter soup.

Yan Xu wanted to talk to Mu Jiu several times, but his gaze turned to Mu Jiu's cold eyes, and everything he wanted to say was stuck in his throat.

In the afternoon, Mu Jiu did not go to work. He moved a computer to work in the living room. Yan Xu watched for a while. When he saw that Mu Jiu still ignored him, Yan Xu felt very uncomfortable. He silently returned to Mu Jiu’s room and pulled the quilt. Cover yourself tightly.

After half an hour, Mu Jiu rubbed his stiff back neck and turned his head to see that Yan Xu didn't know he was leaving. Mu Jiu became a little depressed, got up and walked to the room, and saw Yan Xu curled up on the bed and wrapped himself in a ball.

When Mu Jiu first met Lang Lang in his previous life, he was a little messy, dirty, and followed him all the way. If he met someone with a bad temper, he would see himself being entangled by this little "beggar". , Said that he must not speak insults.

Originally, he was in a bad mood that day, so he walked to the vegetable market somehow, and was followed by Lang Lang. At first, he was bored, thinking about sending it to the police station, just as good deeds, who knows Lang Lang recognized him, as if everything was destined in the dark. Many times he would think that if he hadn't regained his strength for a while, maybe he would live a life of drunkenness and dreams like many troubled teenagers, or he would indulge and let himself fall into the dust.

He is Lang Lang's salvation, and Lang Lang is also his salvation.

Mu Jiu walked over and lifted a corner of the quilt, revealing Yan Xu's handsome face, and then quietly exited the room.