There was a fire in the fireplace and the room was very warm, but he didn't dare to take off his clothes. He moved his left leg to the same position as his right leg with both hands. He didn't look back, but he knew that there were a pair of black eyes beside him staring at him.
The little guy's eyes were bright and unrestrained, causing his exposed parts below the ears and above the neck to hiss in pain.
There was a clanging sound from the open kitchen at the corner. He looked down at the sweat on his palms, then turned his palms down and wiped them vigorously on his knees.
Something appeared in front of him, and he turned slightly. From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the pink and tender face approaching, with its fleshy white hands holding the paper box respectfully.
He took one and held it in his hand, sitting upright, "Thank you."
In the kitchen, the hand holding the knife handle paused and continued cutting vegetables, but his movements were much slower.
"Did you do something wrong?" Ru Ru put her chin in her hands, her short calves crossed on the sofa, curled up into a ball.
His body stiffened, and the paper in his hand became quite wet. Although he turned his head, his eyes were not on Ru Ru.
"If you haven't done anything wrong, why haven't you dared to look at me? Mommy said that only those who have done something wrong will avoid the eyes of others." Her eyes were bright and her expression was very serious.
He was speechless. He closed his big eyes and opened them again. The room was still so bright, so bright that he didn't dare to look directly. His thumb dug into the palm of his hand and he finally turned his head completely, as if he had practiced it countless times.
Very heavy
His confused eyes focused on the two crooked but particularly cute braids, then the small and exquisite chin, then the pouty, reduced version of someone's lips, and then the pair of pupils that were the same color as his own eyes.
The two looked at each other very seriously. After all, he felt guilty and his voice was much lower. He was worried that people in the kitchen would hear him, "Yes, I did a lot of things wrong."
The sound of chopping vegetables stopped again.
"For example?" Children are the embodiment of a hundred thousand whys, and you must not find them annoying. Because they are young, adults usually think that they have no intention of asking for the root cause, and they just take it for granted.
When he was poked into a sensitive place, he scratched the piles of shiny hair, but his eyes softened, as if he was talking to himself, "I have never come to see you, never hugged you, never talked to you.
You live together, and I don’t even know you exist.”
Ru Ru couldn't understand the emotion in his words, and struggled with his literal meaning. After a while, she tilted her head and said, "Then you are here now."
He nodded, but felt sour in his heart. Yes, he is here, is it still too late? Do you still want him?
Otoya brought out the prepared dishes. Even though she complained pitifully that she was hungry, she was really not in the mood to prepare a full banquet, so she just ate the remaining Swiss sausage and stewed some butter.
Cook the beef and pile the toasted bread slices on the plate, whether he is used to it or not.
She looked at the children, one large and one small, with their backs to her in the living room, and thought about how to call him to eat. She was not ready to talk to him.
In the end, she came up with a lame idea and tapped the plate hard with her knife and fork. She turned her back to her, one large and one small, at the same time. Otoya quickly lowered his head and pretended to be playing with the tableware.
The distance from the sofa to the dining table was only five steps. He walked for a long time and walked very slowly, so that his steps did not look too strange.
Otoya automatically ignored the strange smell coming from him, whether it was more stinky or tobacco. He served him beef soup and put it on the table, and then went to the kitchen to clean up.
When she walked into the living room, she discovered that Ru Ru was playing with something. She looked down and yelled, "Ru Ru! Put it down! Who told you to play with such a dangerous thing?"
Ru Ru didn't know why. She turned back to look at the person devouring food at the dining table, "He said it was a gift."
Yinmi's face looked very ugly. He snatched the gun from Ru Ru's hand and carefully placed it on the TV cabinet. "It's getting late, come with me to take a shower."
Ru Ru is a smart child. She didn't want to make her mother unhappy, so she went upstairs obediently.
In the quiet living room, the fire in the fireplace was still burning brightly. At this time, the person eating at the dining table stopped. Sweat was pouring down his face. His skinny hand pulled over the table and placed it.
He was holding a tissue paper box and covering his stomach with his other hand, trying his best to hold back.
I thought to myself, she didn't talk to him, but she didn't drive him away. Could it be that she was treating him as any homeless person and giving him a meal?
A wry smile filled her thin lips.
Yinmi wiped Ru Ru's hair and hugged her tightly to the bed. Ru Ru opened her eyes and looked at her. Yinmi knew what she was going to do, so she quickly said, "Mommy still has some work to do. The baby should go to bed early."
No more stories tonight."
Ru Ru pouted with a sad look on her face. Yinya pretended not to notice and touched her forehead gently. After thinking about it for a while, she said, "Don't worry, you don't have to worry. Mommy will take care of all your 100,000 problems."
Store it in your head first, and next time Mommy will answer you one by one. I promise."
The little guy smiled happily and said, "You really have a poker face! Why are your eyes so big? He's much uglier than the person in the photo, but he's not ugly, and he's not as fierce as I thought. He just doesn't like to smile.
His illness is not cured yet? Then why don't you wait until he is cured to come see me again? I can wait for him."
Otoya's face turned a little pale, "Isn't it enough to have mommy by your side? What do you want?"
Ru Ru panicked and quickly held her hand, "No, no! You love Mommy the most! You only want Mommy and no one else!"
Otoya stopped laughing, his eyes were sour, and he touched her soft hair, "Little fool, go to sleep, good night."
"Good night, Mommy."
...Good night, poker face.
Otoya originally wanted to enter the bedroom and was pacing up and down the corridor on the second floor. She ran to the attic and rummaged for a while, then went downstairs carrying what she found.
He was still sitting at the dining table politely, and when he heard the noise, he looked up the building.
She put the first aid kit on the first step and turned around, "There are stomach medicine, disinfectant, bandages and other things in it. You can sleep in the first room on the left upstairs, and the bathroom is on the far right." When she walked around the corner, she added, "
Put your gun away."
He stood up helplessly, "That's just a simulated toy gun. I...I don't know what gift to bring. I thought children would like it."
The footsteps stopped and then continued.
He sat down dejectedly, but his mood improved a lot.
She cooks for him.
She knew that the food would not be to his liking, so she prepared stomach medicine.
She saw that he was injured, so she prepared bandages and disinfectant.