Chu Xiaosu followed Jing Shu all the way into the room, showing a pitiful little expression, and asked, "Sister Jing Shu, can I sleep with you tonight?" ”

Jing Shu looked at him expressionlessly, and then, mercilessly, pushed the person and closed the door.

"The wolf is gone, and I'm still afraid of a hammer, so leave the sofa and sleep by myself!"

The girl's disgusted voice came from inside the door.

Chu Xiaosu: "......"

The boy walked to the staircase in disbelief, only to find Fu Yi standing by the door of the other room looking at him mockingly.

Chu Xiaosu was a little depressed in his heart, and said angrily: "What are you laughing at?" ”

Fu Yidao: "Thirteen or fourteen, not three or four years old, you want to sleep with the opposite sex all day long, are you really an unweaned child?" ”

Chu Xiaosu said: "Jingshu is my sister, why can't we sleep together?!" When my sister was recuperating at my house, I could burrow into her bed every night! ”

The young man's eyes flashed slightly, and he grabbed the key words inside: "Recuperate?" ”

Chu Xiaosu said: "I was injured before, and I lived in my house for a while," he said proudly: "I have slept with Sister Jingshu, you don't have it!" ”

Looking at the delicate and fair face of the young man in front of him with a moment of ice, although Chu Xiaosu was stunned in his heart, he was able to pay it in one go, he still had to say: "And Sister Jingshu told me, you won't live here for a long time, when you change the money, half a year is up, and she has a way to drive you away!" Even if you have an account, you can cancel it and then transfer it elsewhere! ”

It was indeed what Jing Shu said, and what he said in a fit of anger at that time was actually remembered by Chu Xiaosu all the time.

Sure enough, after saying this, Fu Yi's face became even more pale and cold.

The young man looked at Chu Xiaosu coldly, and slowly, walked in front of him from the door, lowered his eyes, and said, "What you have said can always change with time." ”

Chu Xiaosu heard Fu Yi's deep voice sound, and he saw his delicate face, with a gloom and depth that he had never seen before, "I tell you, maybe in half a year, it's Jingshu, begging me not to leave." ”

"Also," Fu Yi's red lips hooked slightly, he narrowed his eyes slightly, in the night, the young man's grinning and chuckling expression made Chu Xiaosu feel a suffocating sense of oppression, and only heard him say: "You pay attention to me, don't pester Jingshu too closely, you actually have nothing to do with her, and, now-"

The young man's laughter echoed in Chu Xiaosu's ears, low and deep, "She's mine." ”

*

Fu Yi has liked to snatch other people's things since he was a child.

Because, he himself did not.

In the lab, he was isolated after being finally taken out of the cold, damp basement by the caretakers.

A person, in an empty room, doesn't know what to do or what to play.

Every day, he only faces the caretaker, his only caretaker.

One day, he looked at the door that had not been opened since he entered, and his heart moved, and he said, "Uncle, I want to go out." ”

Undoubtedly, he was rejected: "No. ”

No matter how much he obeys, almost all the people who are affected by his ability choose to refuse the fact that the teenager wants to go out.

"But what can I do?" Fu Yidao: "I want to do something else besides staying where I am." ”

The caretaker said, "You can read a book." ”

"Books? What is that? Fu Yi asked this question.

So the next day, the caretaker brought the books.

Start with the simplest pinyin literacy.

Subjects must be accompanied by weekly ability checks and genetic observations, and the rest of the time, each numbered caregiver will attend to all their needs.

Fu Yi fell in love with reading, and he always found a lot of fun in books.

But after reading all the books brought by the caretaker, his fun was gone.

"Is there anyone else here but me?" Fu Yi asked.

The caretaker said, "Yes." ”

"Can I meet them?" It's okay to talk to someone.

The man who has fallen in love with the teenager is extremely possessive of him, and he can satisfy his need for things, but he can't stand the teenager talking to others.

"You can see it, but no one else can see you." The man said, "You are isolated in solitary condition, and you are not allowed to meet with others." ”

The four-year-old pursed his lips and finally, nodded, "Okay." ”

Since then, a small screen has appeared in his room, and the small screen can see some children playing in the "square".

The so-called "square" is a place where the test subjects can get a half-day opportunity to play with other test subjects in an open space after participating in the test for a week.

But this "square" can't be visited.

He will always be alone, and he can only stay in this empty room, looking at the others through the screen.

It was at this time that some changes occurred in his heart.

Why can't he go out?

Why are these people successful experiments, while themselves, are failures?

Four-year-olds have learned the mood of jealousy.

He looked at the people who could play freely outside, and he had an inexplicable hatred for them.

Probably because—

I can't.

Suddenly, one day, he saw a child he had never seen sitting in a corner, with his back to him, reading a picture book full of pictures.

Because it was very close to the surveillance, Fu Yi could hear the crisp laughter of the children inside.

"Is this the sea? It's so beautiful, the eleventh painting is great! ”

There was not just one page, but several pages of the book, and it was not just the sea that the boy had in his mouth, and he could hear him say words like "sunset, canyon, sunrise" or "snowy mountains".

Fu Yi became curious about the drawing book, and he suddenly had a strong desire.

- He wants.

He wants it too.

Why don't you have one?

He has always had nothing, and others have always been able to get what he desires.

So for the first time, he made this request to the caretaker: "That picture book, bring it." ”

Fu Yi listened to the child's laughter, looked at the picture book on the screen, and the child's action of holding the picture book in the palm of his hand as if he had found a treasure, and said, "I want it too." ”

The caretaker paused and said, "But that's—"

Fu Yi interrupted him, his delicate little face was expressionless, and he stared into the man's eyes with his dark pupils, word by word, repeating again: "I said, give it to me." ”

The childish voice echoed in this empty room—

"Don't you like me the most?"

"So, uncle, take it, give it, give it, to me."

The next day, Fu Yi got the book.

On the screen, the child who lost his picture book hid his face and cried, and at that moment, looking at the crying person, the child suddenly felt great joy.

Because, he finally has it.

Fu Yi hugged the album and showed a very bad smile, even if others couldn't see it, he was still proud in his heart.

"Now, it's mine."

Snatch what he wants from others, and he can get it.

He no longer has nothing, even if he robs it, it will always be his own.

Turning the page of the album, the first page is a beautiful sunset.

The setting sun shines on the sparkling lake, and black birds fly against the light. Someone next to him wrote a sentence with a pen - "Luoxia and the lonely bird fly together, and the autumn water is the same color as the sky." ”

Very beautiful and beautiful font.

Fu Yi touched it, and he liked it very much.

On the second page, there is a beautiful snow-capped mountain, like a holy temple, which can wash away all negativity as soft and warm.

On the third page, it is the beginning of the day, and the new sun is half hidden in the mountains, and half of its head is exposed. It's lighter in color, but it's fresh and beautiful.

And on the fourth page, the sea is constantly muttering about the child's mouth.

A blue sea and blue sky.

Yellow sandy beaches, turquoise waters, tall coconut palms, and beautiful blue skies, seagulls fly in the sky, they spread their wings, towards freedom and hope, and fly to their own eternal sky, dancing with white clouds, shoulder to shoulder with the sun.

Freely.

This is a word that comes to life in Fu Yi's heart.

It is like a seed planted in a child's heart, waiting for it to take root and sprout, break through the soil, and continue to thrive.

*

Early the next morning, the health post was busy.

Because more than a dozen men of five big and three thick are standing here, waiting in line, waiting for injections.

Or the rabies vaccine.

Grandma Zhao and another doctor, Grandpa Zhao, hurriedly disinfected and bandaged the wound early in the morning, and then asked Jingshu to ride a motorcycle to the big hospital in the town to get some vaccine injections and come back.

So Jing Shu, who didn't sleep well last night, had to get up early and ride his beloved rotten motorcycle to the town in the morning breeze.

The principal of the village junior high school heard about Uncle Zhang's wolf slaughter last night, and quickly notified the school to take another day off until the potential safety hazards completely disappeared.

Because there were a few wolves that escaped last night, I don't know if they will make a comeback.

Riding to the town, I had to bring some breakfast back with my two children.

Jingshu took the medicine from the hospital, went to the breakfast shop he frequented again, and when he passed by Aunt Qian's clothing store, he was suddenly stopped by the proprietress .

She looked to be recovering well, her complexion was ruddy and shiny, and she inexplicably felt a lot younger than before.

"Wait for Jing girl!" The proprietress said, "Come here, I have something here, you can bring it back." ”

Jing Shu got off the motorcycle, walked to the door of her shop, with a fritter in his mouth, and asked vaguely, "What is it?" ”

The proprietress took a box out of the counter and said with a smile, "It's almost eighteen, right?" ”

Jingshu nodded: "Yes." ”

The date of birth on her household registration book was written by Aunt Li, and after picking her up, Aunt Li set her birthday on the day she picked her up, and the time was almost there.

The proprietress gave her the box: "It's almost eighteen, it's a big girl, this can be worn." ”

Jing Shu lowered his head, glanced at the box with the strange pattern on it, put the breakfast on the counter table, and then picked it up and opened it.

The next second.

Jing Shu's face turned red.

"No, it's not! What are you doing with my erotic underwear? I'm flat-chested, I can't wear such a big hood! ”

The proprietress said, "It's okay if you can't wear it, I have prepared this for you!" ”

As she spoke, she pulled out another thing from under the cupboard.

"Wouldn't it be nice to stick this to your chest and wear underwear?"

Jing Shu looked at this thing, like a silicone prosthesis, and thousands of emotions came to his heart for a while, but it was difficult to express it, so he thought about it, and finally made two words in a thousand words-

the groove.

Jingshu: "...... What, no, no...... Actually, the pants inside are pretty good, I ...... That's it, right? ”

Aunt Qian saw her reddened appearance, sighed and said: "Okay, then take the pants, you should also change your style, don't always wear your childish children's pants, what jingle cat brown bear, how old are they, my niece knows how to buy lace pants at the age of fifteen!" ”

Jingshu: "......"

Your niece is awesome.

Riding all the way home, I felt that the little pants in my pocket were hotter than soy milk for breakfast.

After going back, I had to go to the health station to send the vaccine injection, Uncle Zhang and they were snorting rice noodles, and early in the morning, groups of men were all disheveled, squatting in the corridor of the health station, and the sound of chattering was flying.

"Jing girl is back? It's been a great job, it's been a hard job. Uncle Zhang smiled.

Jing Shu shook his head: "What am I working for, you are, fighting with the wolves in the middle of the night, fortunately there is a gun, otherwise the consequences are really unimaginable." ”

Speaking of guns, Uncle Zhang had to praise Uncle Wang in the team at this time, "Okay, brother, your gun skills last night were amazing!" One headshot is accurate! ”

Uncle Wang smiled awkwardly, "But I always feel like I didn't hit, as if someone was behind me to help me hit." ”

Jing Shu waved his hand and praised Uncle Zhang: "Uncle Wang is modest, it's okay!" Our village hides sharpshooters, and the masters are among the people! ”

Uncle Wang: "......" didn't know what to say except for an embarrassed smile.

Last night, the villager who had the accident has been sent home, although the body is tattered, but there is still a person, it is a person from the neighboring village, there is an old mother at home, this accident makes everyone actually very uncomfortable, the village committee pays to help handle the funeral, and the old mother also has people from the village committee who come to take care of and comfort every day.

After Jing Shu came home from the health station, he put the breakfast on the table, and Chu Xiaosu was still sleeping on the sofa, it seemed that he really didn't sleep well last night.

There was a sound of the door opening from upstairs, and after a while, Fu Yi, who had washed up and changed his clothes, walked down, and Jingshu whispered: "Your school leaders have informed you that you will have a day off today, so that you can study well at home." ”

Fu Yidao: "Okay." ”

He watched Jingshu take off his clothes and go out to the sports car early in the morning, naturally his clothes were a little cold, and this was supposed to be washed, so the young man stretched out his hand and said, "Give it to me, I'll take it to the washing machine." ”

Jingshu handed it to him: "Okay, remember to wash it." ”

She opened the breakfast bag and laid out the soy milk fritters, buns and pickled gruel one by one.

But just when the young man touched her pocket to see if there was anything missing, Jing Shu saw his movements, and his eyes widened and said, "Wait, wait——!! ”

But it was too late, and the boy had already found out the sexy pants he was carrying in his pocket.

Pay: "......"

Jingshu: "......"

There are no words for each other, only embarrassment.

- Your uncle's !!