Sir, Please Conduct Yourself

It seemed to feel the slightly higher temperature in the palm of the human child's hand, slowly closed its eyes, gently leaned its paw on the edge of its head, and its pink flesh palm was close to his palm. The same pink tip of its nose moved gently, and its breath was almost invisible.

It's too small.

Before that, Gu Qingwei had never been in contact with a smaller living body than himself. He was quickly attracted by the little kitten in his hand and happily carried it home. Not the room behind the closed door, but a small storage room in the backyard.

Gu Qingwei thinks that compared with such a big house, this small space makes him feel more at ease. The big house belongs to my father. No, it belongs to the man named Gu Beihua, not his. Although no one said this to him, Gu Qingwei could feel it.

Now the tall man in the room has never claimed to be his father, and he doesn't seem to like it.

Gu Qingwei was young. At that time, he didn't understand why. He only vaguely established a concept in his mind. His father was different from others. He was a man with a very strange temper and difficult to understand.

Gu Qingwei thought wildly, and took out half a piece of biscuit from his pants pocket and sent it to the kitten's mouth. It seems to smell the aroma, slowly opened the wet gem like eyes, small mouth to swallow up, although very hard, but the action did not stop.

You can see that it wants to live.

Gu Qingwei stroked its soft body, and suddenly felt that there had been no fluctuation for a long time. A strange feeling suddenly came from the heart, like a plant growing through the surface of the land, and suddenly grew the first bud.

After settling in the kitten, Gu Qingwei felt that his life suddenly became rich and colorful. He would spend a fixed time in the storage room every day, playing with the kitten for several hours. Even uncle Pan said that the smile on his face became more and more during that time.

Later Gu Qingwei talked about this topic only with a smile. Which five-year-old would not like to laugh? Why did you come to him and even laugh became a luxury?

Such happiness ended on that day.

Gu Qingwei finished his homework as usual and ran down the stairs to play with the kitten. He was in a bit of a hurry. When he ran down the last step, he accidentally tripped and jumped forward. He hit the floor heavily. But he didn't care about his legs and brand-new clothes. He got up in a panic and wanted to find the kitten. Thinking about that little thing, he had no energy to think about other things.

Suddenly, a long and narrow shadow fell in front of him. Gu Beihua's cold voice poured down like the fresh thawed cold water

Gu Qingwei was shocked for a moment, and suddenly looked up. His young eyes were right in front of his two sharp eyes. He was stunned for a while, and instinctively cried for a long time, "Dad..." his voice was like a mosquito.

Gu Beihua's cold face became more ugly because of his unconscious cry. He looked down at Gu Qingwei, who was not as high as his waist, and suddenly roared, "housekeeper!"

Gu Qingwei didn't have time to be on guard. He was shocked by his roar and nearly fell down.

Uncle pan ran quickly from the kitchen to hear the sound, "master, you call me?"