Liang Xiaoxiao always restrained her emotions, she didn't have the strength to go anymore, so she could only sit quietly at the door of Bi's house.

Even though the gate was locked, she knew it was safer than anywhere else.

Because there is Bi Tielin here.

Yes, not Bi Yue, but Bi Tielin......

The person who had problems with her legs and feet, would support, carry, and hold her;

The person who was afraid that she would be hungry and hungry, and would take time to go home to see her even if she was busy;

the one who always took care of her at the right time, with a delicate mind;

The person who brushed her dirty and smelly toilet bowl would not dislike her or scold her;

The one who will comfort her when she is sad.

……

Liang smiled and endured it, hiding a depressed heart, and in the body that was in a ball, there were also grievances that were about to be unbearable.

She waited patiently for what was left of expectation.

"Smiling?"

When Liang Xiaoxiao raised her swollen eyes and looked at Bi Tielin, tears slipped down her eyes in an instant.

She didn't want to dry it, she didn't want to stop crying, she finally didn't have to hold back the cry in her tight lips, she cried out unexpectedly, Liang Xiaoxiao cried and sobbed:

"Uncle, I don't have a home, I don't have a home."

The girl is bursting with tears in her eyes, and she looks at you pitifully, complaining to you like a child.

Bi Tielin felt that something was breaking out of the cocoon in his heart, as if it had been a void for years, but from this moment on, it was no longer the same.

He knelt on one knee, knelt in front of the girl, hugged Liang Xiaoxiao into his arms, and pressed the girl's head to his chest.

His eyes fell on the mouth of the alley in the distance, and the corners of his mouth first pulled into a smile, and then gradually expanded.

He heard himself say to himself:

From now on, he will have no reservations about the girl in his arms. And this girl's tears can only flow in her chest. ”

Liang Xiaoxiao struggled to get away from Bi Tielin's chest, she sat on crutches and tilted her head, stretched out two arms to wrap around Bi Tielin's neck, tears dripping wet Bi Tielin's coat, making Bi Tielin's heart wet and muddy.

She continued to cry, crying incoherently and coughing, but she would jerk back to find Bi Tielin's eyes.

The girl's eyes seemed to be filled with hope, she hoped that in the mutual gaze, Bi Tielin could know her grievances and agree with them!

"Uncle, Dad doesn't want me anymore, they are a family of three, and I am an outsider. Do you know? I'm an outsider! How did I become an outsider? I don't have a home anymore!

I, I, I always thought I was the most important person for my father, he didn't braids before, but now he braids my hair.

Did I cut my hair? Did you say I cut my hair? ”

What kind of accusation is this?

A twenty-year-old girl is as innocent as a two-year-old, and she prefers to seek answers for ridiculous reasons. No matter how hard the heart is, it will also be touched.

Bi Tielin held Liang Xiaoxiao's head tilted back, he just wanted to know an answer at this moment, stared at the girl's tearful eyes, and asked questions that had nothing to do with the accusation seriously:

"Xiaoxiao, I'll be your family, will you regret it?

I mean, wouldn't you be disgusted? ”

Liang Xiaoxiao looked at the soft eyes that were close at hand, she didn't think about it, and shook her head without a moment's delay.

Or maybe the answer was there a long time ago.

She only struggled with "that breath", that breath could anger her grievances, she relied on intuition to believe in Bi Tielin, believed that Bi Tielin had no problem that could not be solved, and continued to complain:

"I was kicked out, and I ...... anywhere," Bi Tielin smiled.

Before she finished speaking, she hugged the girl tightly and imprinted a kiss on Liang Xiaoxiao's forehead:

"Let's go, let's go home and continue, it's warm in the house." Then he used his arms hard, as if he was holding a child, and he didn't forget to tell Liang Xiaoxiao:

"Hold me between my legs, I have to give us Xiaoxiao's schoolbag and crutches. Let's go into the house and scold them. Look at you, your face is crying, it's nothing, remember, those will be nothing in the future! ”

The closed iron door closes the cold of the night, but it can't close the words that irrigate people's hearts with warmth.

"Woo, I'm so angry, my bags are all there!"

The male voice with a categorical and persuasive smile:

"We're not too rare to ask for it, let's get a new one!"

……

It's been a long time since I've tasted "home".

Liang Xiaoxiao really recalled.

At the beginning, Ding Li entered the door, and she shuttled through that home quite calmly and confidently.

Later, when Ding Li became pregnant, her father would stick to Ding Li's abdomen and listen to the movement.

But when she suddenly appeared in front of them, her father would straighten up in embarrassment and ask her a few words.

She also felt in a daze, like a sudden intruder. Slowly, it became no longer a casual walk around the house.

And then she became a big girl.

From the first time she quarreled with Ding Li because of a large photo of her mother, her father chose to let her put it away, and she lost it, so she understood.

I learned that I can only rely on myself.

Although she seemed to lack nothing in her life, she lacked the most important things.

To this day, Ding Li dares to scold her for losing money, dares to smile calmly when she hears "cheap daughter", and dares to bluntly say that it is best for her to never go home......

Liang Xiaoxiao recalled that he had retreated step by step, until now there was no way to retreat.

In fact, the person she complained about the most in her heart was not Ding Li, but her father.

It was her father who caused the current situation, causing her to seem to wipe her tears gently at night when she was alone at night, as long as she came home.

……

Liang Xiaoxiao held the hot water cup and looked sideways at the kitchen.

She knows herself, knows that she has no big interest or revenge, and maybe what she has pursued all her life is a stable and warm home.

And at this moment, she felt that it was good to have Bi Tielin in the place.

Even if Bi Tielin won't do this every day in the future, it will be enough as long as she can do it when she needs to.

Look, he's wearing an apron and adding brown sugar to the red bean porridge.

Liang Xiaoxiao squinted, she seemed to hear the sound of the small iron pot bubbling.

She glanced at the blazing fire, smelled the smell of coriander, cucumber, and garlic cloves, and slowly relaxed her whole body.

She felt that Bi Yue's pajamas were so soft, better than hers, and everything was better than hers.

As the minutes ticked by, she first tilted her head little by little, and then fell directly on the couch.

"Smiling?" Bi Tielin wiped his hands with a towel, and was about to shout Liang Xiaoxiao to eat, when he was full, he listened to her complain again, comforted and comforted her, but he didn't want the little girl to fall asleep.

……

The porridge has always been warm, the boiling water has also filled the three pots, the stove is particularly hot, and in the warm bedroom, there is only one table lamp, and the clean smell of soaphorn wafts in the room.

Liang Xiaoxiao lay on Bi Tielin's bed covered with a quilt, and fell asleep quietly and peacefully.

Bi Tielin carried the big laundry basin, just like he had secretly washed the sheets and quilts in the bedroom, he sat on the edge of the bed, and rubbed Liang Xiaoxiao's changed clothes with two big palms.

He wanted to see her from time to time......

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You're in a hurry, aren't you? The power went out at noon. Then at four o'clock in the afternoon, the call came, but I was carvin.

To be honest, I don't know how to handle the scale.

Maybe many book friends don't understand me, I'm still a little dirty, it's "cute dirt", only so much one meter of dirt.

Ahem, in short, I wrote that I couldn't close the gate, so that Uncle Xiao knocked down Xiaoxiao...... Uh, as soon as I got a carve, I wanted to "drive".

Later, I was embarrassed, and I was reluctant to delete such a good clip, and it didn't match the outline later, and in the end, I struggled with a meal, made a corn, and ate half a plate of fried prawns before I resolutely deleted it. Thinking about it now, my heart hurts, and I can't bear to ......

Without further ado, I'll be late for the next chapter, but there must be another chapter! (To be continued.) )