Xie Zhiming looked at the deep and dark corridor. He placed a few candies on the steps of the corridor and planned to turn around and leave directly.

After carrying it over, Xie Zhiming vaguely heard the slightest sound behind him.

When, when, when...

Xie Zhiming heard a light sound when the coin fell to the ground.

Xie Zhiming lowered his head and saw a coin rolling over from behind him. Xie Zhiming bent down and picked up the coin.

The moment he lowered his head, he saw the little girl holding candy, squatting on the ground, half tilting her head and showing a bright smile to him.

The moment Xie Zhiming saw Yuanyuan smile, he tilted his head and smiled.

After seeing Xie Zhiming's smile, Yuanyuan covered her mouth and showed a shy smile.

When Xie Zhiming picked up the coin and turned around to look, there was no longer a round figure.

Xie Zhiming spread his palms and planned to test his luck today.

A small coin was thrown upwards and then fell high.

Xie Zhiming caught the coin. The moment he was about to open the palm of his hand, his hand was held by a slightly cold hand.

"Front or reverse?" The boy's crisp voice came from the opposite side.

Xie Zhiming was suddenly stunned, and then he glanced at his fist holding the coin.

"front."

Xie Zhiming slowly spread his palms, but unfortunately it was a coin on the opposite side.

At this moment, both of them fell into silence.

Xie Zhiming looked at the coin on the opposite side, not knowing what to say.

His luck is as good as ever.

Just as Xie Zhiming took back the coin, his hand was suddenly held by the boy, and the coin was accompanied by the coin.

"That just now didn't count, try again."

The boy threw the coin into the air.

When the coin fell, Xie Zhiming reached out to grab the coin. He spread out and saw a coin lying in the palm of his hand.

Jian Analyzing After seeing the coin as the front, he had few expressions on his face, the corners of his mouth were secretly raised.

When the man's eyes swept over, he pursed his lips slightly and returned to his previous expression.

"You're not lucky."

Xie Zhiming laughed when he heard the brief analysis.

It was the first time he felt the unique humor of a boy.

When he saw Xie Zhiming suddenly smile, Jian Xi was stunned for a moment. He looked at the serious man in front of him and smiled for the first time in front of him, and was shocked.

I don’t know how to describe it briefly, it is like the thrilling moment when the iceberg melts, and it is also like a flash in the pan.

"What's wrong?"

Xie Zhiming looked at the brief analysis that could be in place and asked softly.

Jianxi immediately came to his senses, felt the temperature coming from the tip of his ear, and instantly turned his head to the other side, and said with a stubborn mouth: "Nothing."

"Is it strange to see me laughing?" Xie Zhiming felt a little strange. He had encountered this situation more than once.

He is a normal person with normal emotional expressions.

Xie Zhiming looked at the boy as if he was not going to say more.

Xie Zhiming changed the topic and asked, "Why are you here?"

"It's okay to hang out, where are you?"

Jian Xi moved his gaze secretly to the man, and when he swept through his narrow and deep eyes, he moved away instantly.

“I’m hanging out, too.”

Xie Zhiming looked at the boy secretly watching him, and then quickly dodged him, just like a kitten he saw on TV when he was a child.

"Um."

After a nod, the two fell into silence again.

Finally, I briefly explained: "Will you go for a walk?"

"good."

They walked downstairs and happened to see Messihua standing in the corner of the corridor burning paper money.

Xie Zhiming looked at the boy beside him.

When the boy saw the middle-aged woman who was burning paper with her head down, his eyes sank, he turned his head over, and pursed his lips slightly and did not speak.

"Is it Xiaolin?" Mei Xihua looked at Xie Zhiming standing in the corridor through the misty ashes.

"It's me." Xie Zhiming said.

"I'll be fine right away."

After Mexihua said to Xie Zhiming, she threw her clothes into the fire and said, "A season has passed, I have to give him some new clothes..."

"Kobayashi, do you think there are really ghosts in this world? What does their world look like..."

Messihua hunched her waist and supported her hands on the ground. A strand of gray hair appeared in her ears. The new hair had grown and she had not had time to dye it.

At this moment, Messihua looked much haggard in an instant.

Xie Zhiming didn't know how to answer.

"Did you say he's doing well in that world?"

Xie Zhiming looked at the boy who turned his head and pursed his lips and looked stubborn.

Xie Zhiming turned around and happened to meet Messihua's eyes, with eyes full of hope and tears.

At this time, Messihua did not have the glorious spirit of the past.

She was tired and lonely at this moment, just an ordinary mother who had lost her child.

Xie Zhiming nodded, and he smiled faintly at Messihua.

“He’s doing well.”

When Messihua heard Xie Zhiming's words, she immediately showed a smile on her face and kept saying, "That's good, that's good..."

When Xie Zhiming turned his head again, he found that the boy next to him had disappeared.

Next second.

Xie Zhiming felt that his hand was suddenly held by a pair of warm and dry hands.

He turned his head and met Messihua's enthusiastic smile.

"Sorry, Xiaolin made you laugh. Has it been since you had eaten? It's noon soon. There's only one person in your family and no one cooks for you. Let's have dinner at Aunt Mei's place today."

Messihua raised her hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and enthusiastically pushed Xie Zhiming to 101.

"Come here to sit here." Mei Xihua looked at Xie Zhiming who was standing in the room blankly and immediately greeted.

"I'll make my specialty dishes for you later."

Xie Zhiming watched Mei Xi go to the kitchen to tie his apron neatly. Then the sound of cutting vegetables sounded, the crackling sound of the vegetables poured into the oil pan, and the jingle sound made when the shovel collided with the pan.

This sound with the breath of fireworks made Xie Zhiming gradually relax.

In this room, he felt like he was returning to reality, and he lived a dull and happy life with his adoptive father.

Xie Zhiming had a faint smile in his eyes. He looked at the other side of the table, and was covered with neat rows of awards.

The certificate contains two simple words "Analysis", next to it is a photo of Messihua and the boy. The boy didn't look big at this time, and he looked about fifteen or sixteen years old.

Soon Messihua came out with the dishes and placed them on the table.

Messihua said with a sensual gaze: "This is braised pork, my son likes to eat it the most before."

"Another plate of small vegetables will help you get rid of your greasiness."

Messi put a bowl of rice in front of Xie Zhiming, then went to the kitchen to bring two bowls of rice on the table.

Xie Zhiming looked at the extra bowl of rice, so he naturally knew who to serve it.

However, he knew that Xie Zhiming had finished his meal, but he did not see the young man.

After Xie Zhiming finished his meal, he took the initiative to wash the dishes.

However, Messihua was stopped: "You don't need to wash it, it's just a few bowls. I'll wash it very quickly."

"Wait, I have something to give to you."

Messihua said, "You can wait for me here."

Xie Zhiming was waiting in the living room, and soon Messihua came out of the room, holding a triangle bag sewn with cloth in her hand.
To be continued...