Who is Chapter 382 for?

After explaining the matter clearly, Ke Muyan clearly stated the place where he lived, and then took Tianbao's hand and left with Amu.

Passing by a wonton restaurant, Ke Muyan found Tianbao licking his fingers and looking out the window, so he slowly reversed the car and stopped in front of the store.

The happier person is Amu, her eyes still follow him, the difference is that she pretends to be inadvertent.

Tianbao ate ten wontons, he looked at Ke Muyan and showed a smile, "Thank you, uncle." ā€

He was originally very happy to hear it, but he remembered that yesterday's situation made him call his uncle, and suddenly, there was a little more displeasure in his good mood for no reason.

"Do you still want to eat?"

"Don't eat it, sister."

Tianbao raised his head, met Amu's eyes, and asked innocently, "Sister, why did your voice change?" ā€

Amu was asked and didn't know how to return, at this time Ke Muyan said, "Tianbao, do you want to drink something?" ā€

Tempo's eyes were aimed at the carton of milk placed in the hot water, "Uncle, I want to drink milk." ā€

Ke Muyan got up and asked the proprietress for two glasses of milk, and after paying the bill, he returned to the wooden table.

"Tianbao, uncle asked you, whose jade pendant is on your neck?"

Tianbao swallowed the straw and shook his head: "I don't know, my sister also asked, I really don't know." ā€

"Hmm." Ke Muyan stared at Tianbao's neck, "Tianbao, come to your uncle." ā€

Ke Muyan took off the jade pendant, and the front was inlaid with a small tiger made of gold, and on the back there were two big characters, Fugui, and there were small characters at the bottom, A goods, and a thousand pure gold. It couldn't be more ordinary, but he just took a closer look, and found that the side of the jade pendant was engraved with the words Fang Wenzhu.

"Tianbao, Fang Wenzhu, have you heard of this name?"

Tianbao did not hesitate at all and said, "No." ā€

Without any further stops, the three of them got into the car and returned to the small hotel.

After parking the car, Ke Muyan asked Amu to take Tianbao upstairs, and after locking the car himself, he leaned on the front of the car and took out his mobile phone.

"If you don't want me to call the police, come out."

"I already found you when you went out with us, come out."

The person who came out wore a black hat that could cover his eyes and a wide down jacket. After taking off his hat, Ke Muyan recognized that it was the head of the gang of men.

"I think you were so stunned by Tianbao that you reacted so slowly."

Lao Jin: "Don't worry about it, I went out with you, but I didn't break the law, and it was useless for you to call the police." ā€

"And what are you afraid of?" Ke Muyan asked coldly.

Lao Jin subconsciously turned your head, "I—I'm not afraid!" ā€

"Really?"

"I'm too lazy to talk nonsense with you."

Lao Jin was in a hurry, and he didn't even notice that he had dropped something.

Ke Muyan stopped: "Don't leave yet, your things have fallen." Lukewarm tone.

Lao Jin glanced behind him, quickly picked up his wallet, and then strode into the hotel without looking back.

At this moment, Ke Muyan was even more suspicious of Lao Jin.

Lao Jin's other brothers were at the top of the stairs, and when they saw him coming, they swarmed up.

"Old Jin, where have you been?"

"Don't ask nonsense."

"Lao Jin, I didn't ask anything, didn't we say okay, let's go up the mountain today?"

Lao Jin covered his brother's mouth, "You give Lao Tzu a little quiet!" ā€

"Yes...... I know. ā€

Lao Jin found that Ke Muyan came up, and immediately reached out to put his hands on the shoulders of his brothers and entered the room together.

Wang Xiaoming heard the sound, pushed the door out, and found Ke Muyan standing at the door, squinted his eyes, yawned and asked, "Yanyan, where have you been?" ā€

"Public Security Bureau."

"What? How did you get caught in Yanyan? ā€

Ke Muyan thought about it, remembered that he had told Wang Xiaoming in the morning, ignored it, took out the key and prepared to open the door.

Wang Xiaoming: "Hey, I'm just joking, don't take it seriously." ā€

"I'm tired now and want to rest."

Wang Xiaoming immediately withdrew his hand and stepped back with interest, "Yes, you go and rest." Turning around, he continued, "By the way, why do you feel that things are wrong today?" ā€

Ke Muyan turned around and said calmly: "What difference can she make?" ā€

When Wang Xiaoming heard this, he covered his mouth and laughed, "Also, what difference can a crazy girl make, okay, okay, you go and rest." In the evening, the two of us went out to eat. ā€

"Tianbao and Jingyu still have to be brought."

Wang Xiaoming instantly petrified, "Yanyan, when did you start to be so kind to Jingyu?" ā€

Ke Muyan lowered his voice angrily and replied: "Someone has been following us recently. ā€

"Won't you, Yanyan?" Wang Xiaoming hurriedly covered his mouth.

Ke Muyan didn't want to speak anymore, so he pushed Wang Xiaoming into the room and locked the door. Leaving Wang Xiaoming alone, he kept a frightened look.

Although the snow was gone, and the grass and trees around her were depressed, not only did she not feel cold, but she also unexpectedly felt very warm, and she sniffed lightly, and she could smell a refreshing fragrance of flowers.

As in the previous scene, no matter how you look at it, you can't see the human figure, but you can hear a child's cry. The cry was followed by a burst of laughter.

She stood there and listened to crying and laughing, with mixed feelings in her heart, her hands pinching the corners of her clothes, and she was a little sweaty.

Such a grotesque dream, Amu is the first time to encounter it.

The dream was so long, so long that if she stayed any longer, it would be as uncomfortable as throwing her into a plastic bag, tying a dead knot and sucking out the air.

However, she will only be able to get out if the dreamer ends up on his own.

I don't know how many five minutes passed, but there was finally a moving image in front of her.

I saw a woman with a red and purple headscarf on her head, she bent over with a bright smile, holding a little boy in her hand and learning to walk, and she shouted: "Tianbao is so good, mother is so happy." ā€

"Ah, Ma Ma ......"

"One more step, yes, that's it, lift your legs, and move forward."

"Mama, I want to ......"

"Tianbao, you're awesome, take a few more steps."

She followed the woman around a flat field three times, and then saw the woman let go of the child's hand, strode to a meter away, bent down, and shouted happily while clapping her hands: "Tianbao, come, come to Mommy." ā€

"Whoa, whoa, whoa." The child was immediately frightened, both calves began to tremble, and the standing posture seemed to feel like it was easy to fall. The mother on the other side was not worried about this problem at all, and still looked at her son with confidence, continued to clap her hands, and continued to encourage.

The child still can't take the first step on his own, and as for the smile on the mother's face, the smile never disappears.

Then, the dream was like a TV set that had been unplugged, and it went black in an instant.

She felt that she had fallen into a whirlpool of unknown depths, her limbs were weak and dizzy, and she even felt like she wanted to vomit.

She opened her eyes in displeasure, saw the moldy ceiling, and turned sideways to find Jingyu looking at her anxiously.

"Amu, have you had a nightmare?"

Amu shook her head, using her human body to feel the dizziness that had not yet subsided, she couldn't stand it a little, so she turned back into a lizard, and sure enough, it was a little soothed.

"I think someone else is having a nightmare."

"Someone else?"

Amu finished his sermon from the beginning to the end, looked up and found that Jingyu's expression was wrong, and couldn't help asking, "Jingyu, did you think of something?" ā€

Jing Yu nodded: "Well, Amu, maybe this person is Tianbao's father or mother." ā€

"Hopefully, then I'll be in this man's dream tonight, and I'll know what he looks like."

When Jing Yu heard this, his face was full of doubts, "Amu, didn't you see it?" ā€

"This time I accidentally got in."

"Oh, that's it." Jing Yu instantly understood, "Mmmm, you must be careful when you go out at night." ā€

"By the way, what about Tempo?" Jingyu found that there was no voice of the little one in the room, so he asked.

Amu: "Tianbao was taken by the proprietress to play, and he will be sent back later." ā€

"yes, I see."

After speaking, Jingyu turned around and turned on the computer, Amu noticed that she was not in a good mood, and walked away silently, picked up the cat shrinking in the corner, and prepared cat food for it.

After an hour, Wang Xiaoming knocked on the door and said that he was going out to eat together. Jingyu was in no mood or appetite, but she still had a smile on her face, walked behind Amu, and whispered to her that she would go out to eat delicious food instead of her, on the grounds that her manuscript didn't have a word.

Amu believed it, smiled and changed into a pure black down jacket handed by Jingyu, and then went out.

Wang Xiaoming and Ke Muyan were already waiting in the car, and when they saw Jingyu appear, Wang Xiaoming stretched out a finger to the back of the car.

"When you meet, you will take care of Tianbao and sit in the back."

With that, he closed the window.

The car, at first, was at a constant speed, and later, it threw a bus behind it far away.

Except for Tianbao who yawned from time to time in the car, there was almost no extra sound, Wang Xiaoming felt a little uncomfortable, and couldn't help but turn his head to look at the scene, "You are too quiet today." ā€

"Jingyu" is to smile, and then hugged Tianbao and put it on his lap.

"Jingyu, looking at your young age, when you take care of this little guy, you look like a mother." After speaking, Wang Xiaoming crossed his hands and leaned back leisurely, swiping Weibo with one hand.

"I like kids."

When Wang Xiaoming heard the voice, he got goosebumps, he didn't even care about his mobile phone, and turned his head suddenly, "Jingyu, do you bring your own voice changer, can you say it quickly?" ā€

Ke Muyan: "You speak quietly. ā€

Wang Xiaoming's brows were knotted, he held his phone steady, and stared at "Jingyu" and laughed a few times in his spare eyes, "Your voice doesn't match your image, seriously, Jingyu." After that, he laughed a few times in a row.

Ke Muyan was strange, thinking: Could it be that Jing is sick?

When they arrived near a restaurant, Ke Muyan went to park the car, and Wang Xiaoming and "Jingyu" took Tianbao to find a seat first. As soon as a few people entered the door, a young waiter came up with a standard smile: "Welcome, how many guests do you have?" ā€

Wang Xiaoming pretended to be elegant, pretended to think for a while, and said clearly and slowly: "There are four in total, we want the best position." ā€

Waiter: "Okay, please follow me." ā€

After sitting in the "Golden Jade Hall", Wang Xiaoming sent a message to Ke Muyan, and his flexible fingers swiped around the mobile phone screen, and he didn't forget to ridicule Jingyu.

"We finally came out for a good meal today, and you can order whatever you want to eat later, but in the end, you can ask for AA."

"Jingyu" couldn't understand the meaning of Wang Xiaoming's words, his face was flushed, and he didn't dare to look at his eyes, so he had to bury his head.

"From the posture of eating with you last time, I guess you have a lot of appetite, don't look at me dressed like a rich man, in fact, what is missing in your pocket is money."