What a terrible sound, Ru Ru thought, but stopped crying and glanced outside the half-open door.
No one was seen.
It was dark, cold, and foggy at night. Everyone around me was asleep, and my mother was asleep too. I was the only one left. It looked like a scary scene in some movie.
As a result, half of the sleeping people in the street were awakened by Ru Ru's increasingly louder and more arrogant cries.
Mrs. Hams from the house next door shook her husband awake and said, "The Japanese doll at home is crying again. Her voice is really better than singing. How about I go and have a look? I'm definitely not at home. The poor baby is only five years old and still only like that."
It's so big that I'm afraid it will fall if I hold it in my hand."
Mr. Hams snorted unhappily, "That's a Chinese doll! Oriental dolls are all small and exquisite, not only small in size, but also delicate in heart. As you said, they are obviously extremely beautiful women. Sleep."
Go to sleep, if you cry for a while you will stop crying when you are tired."
Mrs. Hams sat for a long time, and the crying next door continued for a long time. Just when she was about to get out of bed, the crying stopped. Maybe she was really tired from crying, and she lay down again.
The man sitting next to the door and leaning against the wall was shaking even more because of the cry of the child inside the door. He finally crawled here without any difficulty. He didn't want to be temporarily arrested by the police.
Wry smile. This encounter was not what he thought in advance. He was probably like the rude black monster in the movie, who specializes in eating children, so the dolls are afraid of him. He really failed, both as a husband and...
Why can you cry so much?
After thinking about it, I took off my cotton-padded coat and hat, rolled up my long sleeves, supported the ground with my hand and moved it into the door frame, then stretched my hand into the door frame, shook it, and my Adam's apple moved for a long time.
Make a sound, "Good evening, little girl. I
Yes..." The man thought for a while, and finally buried what he was about to say, "I was the one who carried your mother back. She drank and fell asleep on the road. I'm not a bad person." The man said in an awkward tone.
At the end, he added such a confusing sentence.
Sure enough, the crying stopped, accompanied by tiny sobs. The man waited quietly and rubbed his left leg, which was almost stiff due to the cold air. After a while, he listened attentively, and the sobs disappeared.
After waiting for a while, the man saw that the baby in the room was silent, so he cleared his throat tentatively and said, "I'm really not a bad person."
"Mommy said not to talk to strangers." Ru Ru rubbed her meaty fingers back and forth along the edge of the door panel and swallowed. "Mommy also said that those who say they are good people are definitely bad people."
"..."
The man looked at his hands. Except for being a little thinner, everything else was fine. His skin was white and his fingers were long. How did he look like a bad guy?
Something slowly protruded from Otoya, who was lying on his side. When he felt some kind of touch on his side, the man turned back, with the corners of his narrow eyes raised, "Thank you."
The pink blanket had long-term folding marks in the middle. You could tell who it belonged to at a glance. He took the blanket and covered it with him. The lingering milky fragrance perfectly numbed the severe pain below his left knee.
"Are you Chinese?" A crisp voice in the room offered an olive branch.
"Yes." The man whispered as an answer.
"What a coincidence, mommy and I are too!"
The man smiled, "I can tell."
"Thank you for carrying my mommy back, and then, I'm sorry, I can't invite you in to drink coffee. Mommy said it's very dangerous."
The man stared at the yellowing street lights in the thick fog, with glimmers of water in his deep black eyes. He didn't know if it was the fog or something else, "She taught you very well."
The little man in the room nodded happily, "You asked me for a blanket. You are very cold, right? Then why don't you go home?"
'"Looking for."
"What are you looking for?"
"Home."
"What if I can't find it?"
"Keep looking."
"Are you lost?"
"The fog was too heavy and I couldn't see the direction for a long time. When walking in the fog, it was easy to step into puddles. When I pulled my feet out, my home was gone." The man stared at the ground, dazed.
.
"How pitiful."
"Would you like to help me find a home?"
"What are your parents like?"
The conversation stopped abruptly at this point. The man's hands, which suddenly became very cold, clenched the blanket tightly and asked himself repeatedly, what are their parents like, what are they like, what are they like.
I don’t know. In all these years, I have never noticed what home is like. Maybe it’s because he never regards any place as his home. His arrogance, maverickness and overbearingness made him a homeless man on the streets of Zurich. I thought so
, I feel that I really deserve it.
When his eyebrows were lowered, his hands wandered on the floor, and then he held her hand, which was sleeping peacefully inside the door, just like holding the soft light on the straw in the paddy fields in the south of the Yangtze River.
Ami, if I ask you what your parents are like, will you kick me away?
That's considered merciful.
Ru Ru waited for a long time but didn't get an answer. She raised her body and poked her head out of the door, but only saw a huddled black mass. She shrank back and continued to squat.
"You are the first person to call me little girl. Mommy calls me Ruru or baby. No one has ever called me like you."
After a pause, she asked again, "Is that your daughter's name, little girl?"
There was silence for a long while, and then the last sound of the word that escaped from the man's lips and teeth was more like a sigh. Ru Rugan blinked and blinked, but he didn't hear it.
Otoya didn't know why he slept on the floor, or why he was sleeping on the floor with his upper body inside the room and his lower body outside.
A splitting headache.
The body was covered with a blanket, and Ru Ru curled up in her arms in the blanket nest. She shook off the blanket, picked her up, and walked into the house.
Because of the movement, Ru Ru opened her eyes and grabbed her arm, "Mommy, wake up! You dare to secretly drink. Ru Ru is going to be angry. If uncle hadn't carried you back, you would have slept on the street."
With a headache and confused thoughts, Otoya couldn't react for a while, "What uncle?"
"Uncle outside the door."
Otoya put down Ru Ru, squatted down to pick up the blanket on the ground, and the door creaked open. The moment he raised his eyes, he was almost blind.
The ajar door was pushed open from the outside.
The big-eyed man, who was as thin as a ghost and like a beggar, was leaning on the edge of the door, holding the doorknob tightly with his white fingertips, and moved step by step in front of her with so much effort.
He said, "Ami, I'm really hungry. I'm so hungry that I can't even carry you."
Ru Ru, who was hiding behind Yin Mi, suddenly pointed his hand in the air, tilted his head and thought for a long time, "Mommy! He... he seems to be..."
Otoya sighed, feeling weak and expressionless, looking straight at the second button on the man's black cotton coat, "He is your father."