In the restaurant on the second floor, Tu Mochu stilted his legs and smoked.

Hua Zhipeng invited guests, and Ji Hengwei cried by the window.

Hua Zhipeng laughed, "Viagra, hey, viagra, don't cry, a man bleeds without tears." ”

Ji Hengwei wiped his glasses while crying, "I don't want to talk to you now." ”

Hua Zhipeng was about to laugh like crazy, and even Tu Mochu couldn't help but bend the corners of his mouth and smile.

Ji Hengwei is really miserable. The English score Hua Zhipeng scored 48 points by guessing blindly, and Ji Hengwei only scored 47 points in the serious exam, and Ji Hengwei almost fainted from crying when he saw it.

However, Hua Zhipeng lacked morality, and he also brought out three test papers, namely Tu Mochu 59, Jiang Da 51, and Hua Zhipeng 48. He deliberately held it in front of Ji Hengwei, and Ji Hengwei cried again.

"Hahaha!" Hua Zhipeng couldn't stop laughing, and his new girlfriend was also covering her mouth and laughing.

Jiang Da looked at Ji Hengwei's merits for doing four assignments every time, and wanted to comfort him, so he picked up his test paper and folded a paper airplane, "Viagra, the results, a paper airplane." He flicked it and the paper airplane flew out.

The paper airplane fluttered into the girl's arms, and Jing Lin was slightly stunned.

A delicate porcelain white face, a little more delicate than Qiao Hui, with autumn waves rippling in her clear eyes, Jiang Da's heart jumped, he looked back at Tu Mochu, "Brother Mo, that ......" He thought for a long time, and found that he didn't know what the name of the sixth lieutenant colonel was.

Last time in the summer camp, Jiang Da only had Qiao Hui in his eyes, and they didn't have any intersection when they entered the jungle. He was spitting for a long time, and his face became redder and redder.

Jing Lin walked over, Tu Mochu's gaze suddenly crashed into her eyes, his right hand quickly drooped down, and threw a cigarette under the table.

Jing Lin stood by the door and shouted softly, "Tu Mochu." The voice was gentle and good, and even Hua Zhipeng, who didn't understand the amorous style, couldn't help but turn his head.

They were in a room full of people day in and day out, and in her clear and soft gaze, they couldn't speak.

"Is this yours?" Jing Lin holds a paper airplane, and the wings of the paper airplane are a bright red 51.

Tu Mochu pursed his lips, and there were still two failed test papers spread out on the table, and he took the cup casually and pressed it on the score. He only did a part of this test paper. He won't do that next time. He stood up, took the paper airplane from Jing Lin's small hand, and threw it to Jiang Da, "Let's go." ”

Jing Lin followed him, and Tu Mochu took her upstairs.

Hua Zhipeng's girlfriend asked, "Who is she?" ”

Hua Zhipeng picked her chin, "Sixth Lieutenant Colonel flower, is it beautiful?" ”

"Tu Shao likes her?"

Hua Zhipeng was very interested, and even Jiang Da raised his eyes, "What do you say?" ”

The girl smiled and removed the cup from the test paper, revealing a bright red 59.

The Internet café on the fourth floor is quiet, with comfortable sofas where you can rest.

Tu Mochu saw her take out a red envelope from the pocket of her school uniform. Jing Lin sincerely expressed her gratitude, "Thank you for saving Jing Hu, my mother said that there is nothing in our family that can be handled, she wants to go and see you, but you don't live in the slaughter house." ”

Tu Mochu's expression was dim, his eyes fell on the red envelope, and he didn't answer.

The girl's cheeks were pink, "Hmm...... The red envelope is not big, my family is a little poor, you know, this is my parents' heart. ”

Tu Mo was so old that it was the first time someone sent him money. He knew that his reputation in the sixth middle school should not be good, and he was rumored to be a rich man, but she gave it anyway. Tu Mochu said in a low voice: "No, I'm not short of money." ”

Jing Lin's eyes were pure, "Okay." She put the red envelope back in her pocket and took out something else.

Tu Mochu's gaze was fixed on her hand, and his heart suddenly beat faster.

Jing Lin's tone was soft and glutinous, and she asked his opinion, "Can you accept this?" "A burn cream sells for only a few bucks." Do your hands still hurt? ”

Her voice was soft and soft, and it drilled into his heart. Tu Mochu knew that he shouldn't accept it, he couldn't accept it, just like the weightless red envelope, he should refuse ruthlessly. But his body stiffened, like a fish in his throat, and he couldn't say anything, but subconsciously stretched out his hand.

The lines of the palm are exposed, Tu Mochu is a broken palm, it is said that such a palm is very painful to beat people, but it is also hard-working. The boy practiced boxing, his knuckles were distinct, and his palms were still red and swollen that had not gone away.

Jing Lin gently put the scalding cream in his palm, "You can't wash your hands with such hot water in the future, do you know?" ”

Tu Mochu's voice was inaudible, "Hmm." ”

What Jing Lin found when she tied the balloon for him last night, she understood it all when she thought of the hot water on the floor of his room, so she ran to the school infirmary.

At this time, it was half past six in the afternoon, Jing Lin had not eaten dinner yet, and she had to rush back to the first evening self-study before eight o'clock. Tu Mochu knew she had to go. He gripped the ointment tightly and put it in his pocket.

"Goodbye Tu Mochu, I'll go back."

He watched her go downstairs, the girl's slender back fading away.

The food in the private room on the second floor was cold, and Tu Mochu hadn't come back yet.

Hua Zhipeng had a big heart, and said with a wicked smile: "Let's go upstairs to look for it." ”

They found the fourth floor and found Tu Mochu standing in front of the window, his hands in his trouser pockets, silent and silent. The boy was as silent as a mountain, not at all like the Mo brother they knew.

Hua Zhipeng asked, "Brother Mo, are you still eating?" ”

Tu Mochu shook his head, "I won't eat it." ”

The National Day in October is celebrated all over the world, and the school is also closed. It rained at night, and the light rain was dripping, but it could not stop the lively atmosphere of the motherland.

When Tu Mo was changing clothes, a button-sized object fell out. His expression froze for a moment, and the button-shaped remote control, like a Pandora's box, lured him to open it.

After the summer camp, he didn't throw it away, but he never used it again. Tu Mochu picked it up, put it on the desk, and turned to take a shower. He came back from washing, but his eyes were fixed on it again.

He didn't resist the temptation, he told himself, only listen once. He turned on the Bluetooth headphones. The small dots of light on the buttons were beating, like his irregular heartbeat, and it hurt in his chest. After all this time, it still hasn't been damaged.

After a brief sound of electricity in the headphones, he heard Lin Fangfei shouting, "Linlin, put away your clothes." ”

The girl replied softly, "Mom, take it." ”

Lin Fangfei hurriedly entered the house, her daughter was doing her homework in the room, and Jing Hu fell asleep on the sofa holding Xiaojian.

Jing Hu curled up in a ball, with tears on his face, and a quilt covered by Jing Lin. He woke up suddenly, opened his eyes and saw Lin Fangfei, and immediately threw himself into his mother's arms, crying loudly, "Mom! ”

Lin Fangfei was frightened by his thunderous cry, "What's wrong?" ”

"I threw my sister's doll in the washing machine, I didn't mean to."

Lin Fangfei's heart jumped, and she rushed to the balcony to see that her clothes were clean, a panda doll in the trash can had been washed and faded, and the cotton wool had been turned outwards and was in tatters.

Lin Fangfei turned around and saw Jing Lin touching Jing Hu's head. Jing Hu was even more sad, "Sister, I didn't mean to, I just saw that the red panda was dirty." ”

Lin Fangfei almost wanted to beat up this energetic and blind kind-hearted bear child, "This doll has been with my sister for more than ten years, you have to call this red panda brother, you actually lost the washing machine and washed it!" ”

Jing Amber's eyelashes were wet, he looked like Jing Lin, like a beautiful porcelain doll, he was sad, "I'm sorry, Big Brother Panda, Jing Hu was wrong." ”

Jing Lin couldn't help laughing, "Okay, my sister didn't blame you." ”

Lin Fangfei said fiercely: "Your mother, I blame you, come here and be beaten!" ”

Jing Hu sobbed and moved over, and Lin Fangfei gave his little ass a slap. Jing Hu didn't hide, and after this blow, "I have pocket money, so I'll buy the same one for my sister." ”

This kid is a headache when he is naughty, and distressing when he is sensible.

Lin Fangfei wants to say, it's a doll from more than ten years ago, where do you kid go to buy it? Jing Lin shook her head, although she was lost in her heart, she also knew that Jing Hu didn't mean it, and the child looked even more sad than her.

She took her brother's little hand, "Okay." But my sister doesn't want a red panda anymore, is it okay to buy a bunny? ”

Jing Hu rubbed her eyes, "Does my sister like little rabbits?" ”

"That's right."

"Then I'll buy bunnies for my sister, and they are sold next to our kindergarten!"

"Thank you, Xiaohu."

The child finally burst into tears and laughed.

The voice gradually faded away, Tu Mochu came back to his senses, threw the button remote control into the trash, and closed his eyes. He sat still for a long time and got dressed again. The autumn night was slightly cool, and he drove the car, looking for it one by one in the open toy store.

His car had been modified so that it was not obvious to outsiders that it was suitable for people with disabilities. He was under eighteen, and his driver's license was obtained for him by "those people", who didn't care about his age, as long as he was capable, he could do anything.

The pixels of the photos in the mobile phone are not high, and a little girl of twelve or thirteen years old inadvertently turned her head, her eyes were big, as if the sky was full of stars. She carried a white-washed cloth schoolbag with the red panda on which she liked to pull her ears unconsciously as soon as she was in class. Tu Mochu pointed to the shopkeeper, who shook his head, "No." We have something better in the store, do you want it? ”

Tu Mochu walked through the city at night. The sky gradually turned white, he rubbed his forehead, and then suddenly realized that some things will only remain in the past years, and after more than ten years, the whole city is afraid that the same red panda will never be found again.

Tu Mochu smoked a cigarette to sober up his chaotic mind, and then Hua Zhipeng called, "Still in violet, are you coming?" ”

Tu Mochu's voice was hoarse, "Come on." He didn't know what he was doing that night, how many shops he had gone, and what he was madly longing for. He turned the car around and went to "Violet".

Hua Zhipeng yawned lazily, "I didn't go back because I played too late last night, Brother Mo, you also got up so early, huh?" Why are the clothes still wet? He peeked out, "It's not raining." ”

Tu Mochu ignored it. He leaned back on the couch, his stump aching. Although the car was modified, it couldn't stand him trampling his body so badly.

Tu Mochu called for a glass of wine, the liquor entered his throat, he snorted lightly, and laughed at himself for being too stupid last night. Doesn't eavesdropping, such a shady method, make his heart even colder when it is used on his own parents and parents? Why don't you know how to use it on her. What the hell was he going crazy about last night? He will never do this again!

Hua Zhipeng suddenly discovered a novelty, "When was that settled?" Hahaha, crane machine, can you clip it up? ”

Hua Zhipeng had just invested a coin, and before he could start clamping it, he saw Tu Mochu striding over, standing next to him and watching quietly, surprisingly silent.

"Find someone to open this!"

"Oh...... Yes? Hua Zhipeng looked incredulous, didn't he? It's so simple and crude!

He went to ask the front desk, and the front desk of the morning shift said, "The key is not with me, and the master who installed it yesterday can come later." ”

Hua Zhipeng truthfully relayed the words of the front desk. Tu Mochu pursed his lips, then exchanged a hundred coins and threw them in one by one.

Hua Zhipeng was dumbfounded.

Tu Mochu hadn't played before, and at first he couldn't even touch the hair of the doll, so he couldn't clip it out.

Hua Zhipeng couldn't stand it anymore, "Forget it, if you like it, buy one to play at home." ”

For the sixty-sixth time, Tu Mochu finally picked up a pink pig. Hua Zhipeng was so excited, "Amazing! Terrible! ”

Tu Mochu then exchanged another hundred coins and continued to hold on to it. Monkeys, rabbits, fawns...... One after another was pinched out.

Hua Zhipeng went from onlookers to despair, what is this for? Do you want to clip it empty? What the hell is Brother Mo's hobby?

Jiang Da came, looked at the messy dolls all over the ground, and was stunned for a long time, "Brother Mo, what's wrong?" ”

"I guess I've gone mad, and I've felt it more than 500 times." Doesn't your hand hurt? The machine is going to be broken.

A cute red panda finally fell out. Tu Mochu picked it up and walked out.

Hua Zhipeng suspected that he didn't wake up today, "Hell, I stood all morning, just to see Brother Mo clip a red panda that didn't have a big palm?" ”