You don't decrypt at all do you?

He got excited, turned around and grabbed the hem of the clothes with both hands and pulled them back hard.

With a sound of "tearing", the clothes were torn.

Ruan Dongxu: "..."

He took a deep breath, numb.

"It's still two yuan short." The little boy said.

Ruan Dongxu asked violently: "What two yuan and eight yuan!"

Little boy: "Going home by car, it's still two yuan short."

Ruan Dongxu hesitated for a moment, then scratched his face: "No...not a beggar?"

That is lost.

How can it get lost at such a big age?

He felt uncomfortable. On the one hand, he really wanted to go home quickly, and there were still many problems to deal with; but on the other hand, he felt that he couldn't just leave him here.

He took out his mobile phone: "Where is your home? I'll call the police for you."

Hearing this, the little boy kicked up and landed on his calf bone.

Ruan Dongxu said "Aw!", hammered his thigh twice, and then he recovered from the severe pain: "What are you doing!"

The little boy said nothing.

"Oh shit!"

Ruan Dongxu burst into tears of pain, "Which fucking overlord are you?!"

The little boy didn't speak.

Ruan Dongxu said nothing, "Grass!" He bumped his feet and walked to the side of the road: "Shall I call a taxi for you?!"

After speaking, he held out his hand.

An empty car pulls up by the side of the road.

The little boy looked up at him, and opened his hands to reveal a few steel coins inside: "Not enough money to take a taxi."

Ruan Dongxu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so he took out 50 yuan from his pocket and stuffed it to him: "Go, go, is that enough?"

unlucky!

The little boy got into the car and reported the address to the driver.

Then hand the money to the driver.

The driver turned his head to look at the little boy, and then looked at Ruan Dongxu outside the car: "How can 50 be enough? If there is no traffic jam, let's say 120!"

Ruan Dongxu's head was about to crack, and he got into the car: "Go, go, hurry up!"

The driver said "Okay!" and stepped on the accelerator.

Ruan Dongxu was so angry that he felt that today was bad luck.

He pointed at the meter and shouted, "Dig the meter! Dig the meter!"

120 too!

Enough for him to eat for two or three days!

The driver smiled awkwardly before pressing the meter.

Ruan Dongxu's calf was still hurting when the taxi drove more than 10 kilometers away.

He hugged his computer bag, clutched his calf and turned his head to scold people: "Who taught you to hit people without talking? Have you taken medicine? With such vigor..."

With that said, he lifted his trouser legs and took a look.

have to.

A large piece of black and blue.

The little boy didn't speak, and the hand holding the steel coin was as thin as a hemp stalk.

Ruan Dongxu scratched his hair, took out a biscuit from his bag and threw it to him: "Nothing else, let's eat first."

The little boy glanced at the biscuit in his arms, quietly unwrapped it, and looked out the window.

It was only then that Ruan Dongxu found it strange.

For a child of this age, the overlord in front of him was a bit too quiet.On the other hand, it's not right for a child who is so domineering to be so quiet.

Don't be autistic or anything.

The more he thought about it, the more he scratched, and he simply didn't want to.

I hope this kid is not thrown away by his family, someone must reimburse him for the car fare, how much does he only have a month?

Ruan Dongxu thought wildly, and glanced at the little boy again.

have to.

I am concentrating on eating cookies and looking at the street view.

He rolled his eyes and turned his head the other way.

It wasn't until he got out of the car that the little boy jumped out of the car and ran into the neighborhood in front of him as if he had come back to life.

Ruan Dongxu paid the money quickly, shouted "Wait a minute!" and hurriedly followed.

"...No, no. Do kids run, run so fast these days?"

His brains were almost shaking after chasing after him, and this time he made a sincere vow in his heart——by the end of this month at the latest, he must start exercising!

Hurry up slowly, at least I didn't chase people away.

After all, it's all sent here, at least watching people go home.

Ruan Dongxu looked at the narrow corridor in front of him, sighed and chased after him.

By the time he reached the sixth floor, he was almost dead.

Holding on to the railing, he managed to catch his breath. When he saw the little boy standing at the door, he asked, "What's the matter? No key?"

The little boy nodded.

Ruan Dongxu: "Then you knock on the door!"

Oh.

Maybe the family is not off work yet.

Thinking of this, Ruan Dongxu prepared to knock on the door opposite, at least to ask if the child belonged to this family.

I just turned around and raised my hand, only to hear a "bang!" behind me.

Ruan Dongxu stopped the hand that was about to knock on the door, swallowed and turned his head.

The place where the door lock was embedded in the door frame was cracked, and the old wooden door hit the wall with a bang and bounced back.

Ruan Dongxu: "...?"

what vigorous?

With a question mark all over his head, he opened his mouth but didn't say anything.

Seeing the little boy kicking his shoes and running in, Ruan Dongxu stood still at the door.

But for a moment he didn't know whether to go or not.

After hesitating on the spot for a few minutes, he heard the sound of rummaging through boxes and cabinets from inside the house.

"...What the hell am I doing?"

Ruan Dongxu felt uneasy, kicked off his shoes and entered the door to look inside.

The furniture in the house was already dusty, and the little boy opened the cabinet door inside and out, not knowing what he was looking for.

Ruan Dongxu put his shoes back on silently and asked, "What are you looking for?"

Only then did the little boy turn around, he didn't speak immediately, the few seconds of pause made Ruan Dongxu feel that he might have some problems with expressive ability.

After two seconds, the little boy said: "Papa Zhen and Mama Zhen."

Ruan Dongxu: "?"

What real father and fake mother?

He looked at the framed photo on the dining table inside the house and saw a family portrait.

Probably a photo from a few years ago, the little boy in the photo is a little fairer than now, not so skinny.

It is certain that this is indeed the child's home.

He estimated that the child had been away from home for a long time, and he couldn't figure out the specific reason, so he asked carefully, "Will they move?"

The little boy shook his head.

Ruan Dongxu: "Do you not know, or do you not know?"

Little boy: "I don't know."

"So," Ruan Dongxu thought for a while, his head was getting bigger, and said, "You wait for me here, and I'll ask your neighbor, is that okay?"

The little boy nodded.

Ruan Dongxu sighed, turned around and went out to knock on the door next door.

He also wasn't sure if there was anyone next door, what if it wasn't the owner but the tenant who lived there, what if there was no one at all, and what if someone lived but didn't get off work?

Ruan Dongxu, acting as a living horse doctor, knocked on the door.

After about a minute, the sound of slippers stepping on the wooden floor came from inside.

Soon, the door opened.

The person who opened the door was a man in his 50s. He gave Ruan Dongxu an unfriendly look, didn't speak, and only looked behind Ruan Dongxu.

Ruan Dongxu was about to explain, when the man in front of him opened his mouth: "Can you accumulate some virtue? You don't have to move things every day after death, right? You are only a university teacher, what kind of property can you have? Relatives who are far away? Almost done!"

Ruan Dongxu was in a fog, but he caught the key word.

He frowned and asked, "Is anyone in this family dead?"

"Ah. Last year, it seems that my son and daughter were lost. I drove out to find someone, and something happened." The man said this, and glanced at Ruan Dongxu: "You don't know? Who are you?"

Ruan Dongxu said "ah", "Then, do they have any relatives?"

The man waved his hand: "I don't know!"

After finishing speaking, he realized that his tone was heavy, and he said slowly, "Yes, yes, I seem to have a phone call here, just wait."

The man turned back to the house, and after a while he came out with a yellowed notebook.

"...I remember it here."

He turned the page muttering, and then said, "No, that's it. Just remember."

Ruan Dongxu quickly took out his mobile phone to remember, and thanked the person.

When the door in front of him closed, he realized that he had a big problem.

How to say this?

Just say "your parents are dead"?

Ruan Dongxu grabbed the strap of his backpack and went back to the room where the little boy was: "Then what..."

The little boy looked up at him and pointed into the study: "There are two jars, I've seen them on TV before, are those urns?"

Ruan Dongxu opened his mouth and said "ah".

"Wait, I'll make a call." He felt uncomfortable, glanced at the phone number he just wrote down on the phone's dialing interface, and walked into the study.

It is indeed an urn, yes.

After the call was connected, he looked back and explained the situation to the person on the other end of the phone.

"...Hey, we all know about it, but we are all ordinary people. Xiaowen is a boy, and he is so old, we can't take care of him. It really can't, can't, can't."

The other party hung up the phone in a hurry, as if he couldn't avoid it.

Ruan Dongxu cursed secretly, a little bit blind, and called his classmates.