Scum attack, your father is here!

Chapter 13

Perhaps Qi Qingyun's words were so firm that he wanted to cry or not. Qi Yousui was stunned for a while, almost unable to believe it, and unconsciously picked the fingers on his knees, his black eyes widened into two A crystal grape, murmured like a fool for a long time, but couldn't say a word.

He has inherited most of the advantages of Qi Qingyun's appearance, and he is undoubtedly very good-looking. Even if his crying eyes are swollen like walnuts, it does not detract from his handsomeness. The crystal teardrops hanging on the eyelashes like crow feathers add a few more An indescribable sense of fragility, like an insecure little animal, with black hair limp and blown by the wind, looking utterly obedient.

Maybe he wasn't such a perverse person, but no one taught him well.

Qi Qingyun's heart softened involuntarily, and she sat on the edge of the flower bed with him, and asked again:

"Show it to your father?"

Qi Yousui stared at Qi Qingyun, as if to confirm the existence of the other party, he didn't speak, but just stretched out a finger, like a hamster extending its paw, and poked Qi Qingyun's palm hesitantly.

...is soft and is hot.

is the living father.

Qi Yousui confirmed this fact again, and burst into tears again.

After a while, he slammed into Qi Qingyun's arms like a small cannonball, took a deep breath, and said with a choked voice:

"Father, I miss you so much."

"This is my No.70 dreaming of you seven times. Can you stay with me for a while and leave later?"

"..." Before Qi Qingyun could speak, her body swayed slightly after being hit, and a warm body fell into her arms instantly.

Qi Yousui clung to his back like an octopus, tears flowed like a flood that would never run out, and wailed loudly on the side of the road where people came and went, as if he wanted to kill this The longing and grievances of the past 16 years seemed to be drained, and she cried heartily, and refused to let go of Qi Qingyun no matter what.

He was really happy, suffering from Qi Qingyun, his body was stiff, half of his collar was wet from crying, and he had to accept the strange eyes of passers-by.

When a curly-haired fat aunt who passed by heard Qi Yousui call Qi Qingyun's father, her eyes were almost protruding, and her face was written with "the world's winds are declining and people's hearts are not old". As a father, the embarrassed Qi Qingyun turned her face away, almost digging through the ground with her toes.

"Okay, okay, don't cry, father won't leave, I will stay with you tonight." Qi Qingyun patted Qi Yousui's back dumbfounded, her tone gradually softened, and her palm followed Qi Yousui's back every now and then. Light Yun's hair:

"Stop crying, huh?"

Qi Yousui cried so hard, but after being comforted by Qi Qingyun, he gradually calmed down, not forgetting the truth, sniffing his nose and carefully handing the photo frame in his arms to Qi Qingyun, spreading his palms tightly The blood-stained glass slag looked a little depressed, and said in a hoarse voice:

"I'm sorry, Father, I broke my mother's belongings."

"It's okay." Qi Qingyun took the photo frame and looked up and down the style of the photo frame.

The photo frame was originally made of pure wood, hollowed out in the middle and inlaid with glass, but it has been completely broken, and the remains are now in the hands of Qi Yousui, and the photos inside have also disappeared; the edge of the photo frame is surrounded by carved and extended white camellia branches , the design is novel, the texture is clear, and the handwork is ingenious. It is more delicate than the ones often sold in the market, but it is not unique.

Coupled with the collision just now, the white camellias around the photo frame have been broken in several places, and a piece of the flower branch at the corner has fallen off, and the original appearance is almost invisible.

Looking at the broken photo frame, Qi Yousui felt vaguely familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it before. After thinking about it, he turned the photo frame to the back, but he couldn't find the familiar mark.

The photo frame has been in place for more than 20 years, and it was already weather-beaten, but it was completely shattered after such a fall, stubbornly maintaining half of its shape, looking miserable and miserable.

It was clear that the photo frame was hopeless, but Qi Qingyun raised her head and glanced at Qi Yousui's Xiji eyes, paused, and did not directly say what was in her heart, only said:

"Father will figure it out."

After finishing speaking, he patted Qi Yousui's head, stared at the other party's trusting eyes, thought for a while, slowed down his tone, and said tentatively:

"Tell father, where is the picture in this picture frame?"

"......Is it gone?!" Qi Yousui was also stunned, jumped up suddenly in fright, staggered a few steps because of drunkenness and almost fell down, covering his forehead with his palm and having a splitting headache. The scenes that happened during the photo frame flew into his mind like chaotic fragments, making his temples bulge.

It seems that I picked up the photo, put it in my pocket, and then......

Then what? !Where did the photo go? !

He couldn't remember what happened after he was drunk. Qi Yousui stood up instantly as if struck by lightning, his body was involuntarily covered in white sweat, and he jumped around like a rabbit. However, even though he was in a hurry I emptied the two pockets of the pajama pants, but did not find the portrait.

"Father..." Qi Yousui moved too much when he was in a hurry, and almost fell into the flower bed. After being supported by Qi Qingyun, he raised his head pitifully and stood there like a wrongdoer The child muttered in a low voice, "It seems to be gone..."

"It's okay, my father will find it for you later." Qi Qingyun thought for a while, this portrait is so small, it's only the distance from the school to the bar, if it were to be dropped, it would have been lost for a long time, but Qi Qingyun didn't take it What I wanted to say from the bottom of my heart comforted the other party, and then said:

"Father will help you find it."

"Be obedient, go back with me first."

Qi Yousui stood on the spot and struggled for a moment, then chose to believe in Qi Qingyun's promise, carefully lay down on Qi Qingyun's back, thought for a while, leaned into Qi Qingyun's ear and whispered:

"If you go back, will Mom be there?"

"Yes." Qi Qingyun responded perfunctorily, "As long as you are more obedient."

When Qi Yousui heard the answer he wanted, he sat on Qi Qingyun's back contentedly, and said softly:

"Then I must obey."

"Really?" Qi Qingyun slightly raised her eyebrows, and suddenly an excellent idea flashed in her mind:

"Then if father repairs the photo frame for you, you are not allowed to wear that graffiti school uniform again tomorrow, can you do it?"

Qi Qingjun knew Qi Yousui's name as soon as he came to this world, and he should really "thank you" for the messy graffiti and artistic signature on the other party's body. .

"..." Qi Yousui bit his lips in confusion, and beeped softly: "But I drew it myself, I think it looks good."

"You are a student, you should do the right thing on the right occasion and dress appropriately."

Qi Qingyun crossed the pedestrian crossing, and the warm yellow street lamp hit his clear side face, silently dyed a little warmth, his tone seemed to be dizzy by the howling autumn wind into soft spring water that could not be melted away:

"After leaving school, you are free to wear whatever you want, and I will not interfere. But in school, you must first abide by the rules and discipline. This is not restraint, but respect."

After Qi Qingyun finished talking earnestly, Qi Yousui was silent for a moment, and did not answer for a long time.

Qi Qingyun thought that the other party was thinking seriously, and was very relieved in her heart. Looking back, she found that Qi Yousui had fallen asleep lying on his back at some point, and the sound of even breathing was quietly heard from Qi Qingyun's ears. Come, light and soft.

"........"

Qi Qingyun was speechless, sighed helplessly, shook her head half-smiling, and walked to the school gate with the sleeping Qi Yousui on her back resignedly.

The weather turned cold at night, and there were slanting raindrops floating on Qi Qingyun's face, hanging on the corners of his eyes and brows, giving off a cold and moist feeling.

Qi Qingyun looked up at the raindrops that looked like lines under the bright street lamps, knowing that it was going to rain, she paused with her fingertips, trying to take out the pass card in her pocket with difficulty.

But he was carrying Qi Yousui on his back, and he was not very good at moving. He was in a dilemma, but for some reason, the door in front of him opened automatically.

"......"

Qi Qingyun's breathing was stagnant, and his pupils clearly reflected that at the moment the door opened, a figure holding an umbrella was standing under the bright street lamp, his thin clothes were blown to pieces by the wind, but he didn't realize it, his vision was like As if stuck to the door, the moment he appeared, his eyes lit up, and he walked towards here quickly holding an umbrella.

"I don't have a pass card, so I can't go out, so I can only wait for you here."

Zhong Xuejin first confirmed Qi Qingyun's safety, then turned his gaze to Qi Yousui who was on his back, took a step forward, and accommodated the father and son under the umbrella, protecting them from the rain outside , whispered:

"Thank you, let's go back."

"..." Qi Qingyun looked up at the umbrella above his head, a subtle flash of light flashed across his face, he stared at Zhong Xuejin's face for a while, and then said for a long time:

"How long have you been waiting here?"

"...not long." Zhong Xuejin said vaguely, "Go back, it's cold outside."

Qi Yousui didn't know when he woke up, rubbed his double eyes, and yelled indistinctly, like a cub who was not weaned, reached out to grab Zhong Xuejin, because he cried for too long Still weaker:

"........mom."

"..." Zhong Xuejin looked at Qi Qingyun's dark black pupils who seemed to be able to see through everything, paused for a moment, and did not respond. After smelling the vague smell of alcohol on Qi Yousui, he just didn't move. He asked sternly:

"he's drunk?"

"Drink a lot." Qi Qingyun listened to the conversation between the two, and felt even more weird in her heart. She always felt that she and Zhong Xuejin were really like Qi Yousui's parents who died young, worrying about the life and death of this cheap son .

"Let's go, I bought medicine and gauze at the pharmacy behind the dormitory, and I will debride his wound later."

After finishing speaking, Zhong Xue's eyes fell on Qi Yousui's palm that was pierced by glass shards, and after saying this, he took the lead to walk to the dormitory building.

Qi Qingyun moved her eyes, without any expression on her face, and followed Zhong Xuejin's footsteps after a while.

However, Zhong Xuejin let Qi Yousui hold his hand in the blind spot that he didn't notice, and when Qi Yousui muttered and called Mom again, he moved his Adam's apple and responded very lightly. One sound.

His voice was like light smoke being blown away, not leaving a trace in the wind, and naturally it didn't reach Qi Qingyun's ears.

Even so, Qi Qingjun still carried Qi Yousui on his back, and Qi Yousui held Zhong Xuejin's hand, and Zhong Xuejin held an umbrella for the father and son in the rain. The three of them were like a family reunited after a long absence. Years of blunders, they finally stood side by side in the same time and space again.

........

When the three of them returned to the dormitory, it was almost late at night, and the night was like splashed ink on an overturned inkstone, so thick that it almost dripped water, and the darkness lay on the top of the mountain.

"You're finally back!" Chu Queze's wounds had already been cleaned up, and seeing Qi Qingyun bring Qi Yousui back intact, he almost wept with joy.

"Have the people from the Student Union Rights Service Center checked the bed?" Qi Qingyun put the sleeping Qi Yousui on the bed, got up and moved his stiff shoulders and arms.

"Not yet." Speaking of this, Chu Queze was afraid for a while: "The group said that they went to check the women's dormitory today, and they will come later."

As soon as the words fell, there was a knock on the door outside the door.

Chu Queze hurried to open the door, turned sideways and welcomed the students leading the dormitory inspection team in.

Most of the dormitory checks are students with relatively good grades in the second year of high school. When they come to check the dormitories of freshmen in high school, they are naturally treated respectfully wherever they go.

But this dormitory 321 is extraordinarily weird. Not only is it too quiet, no one even looks at them with extra eyes. One of the students wearing the uniform of the disciplinary committee handed iodine and gauze to the boy sitting on the bedside, and he sat on the bedside inexplicably. The boy with the brilliance of motherhood lowered his head, carefully picked up the shards of glass in Qi Yousui's palm with tweezers, wrapped up the gauze after cleaning the wound, and covered him with a quilt very skillfully.

Chu Queze stood beside them, his eyes fell on the sleeping Qi Yousui from time to time, and the three of them said these words one after the other.

....... What is the feeling of a mysterious warm family? !

The person in charge of checking the dormitory touched the back of his head in confusion, but couldn't find any mistakes. After a long while, he could only tick the form, and Monk Zhanger left in confusion.

Seeing that the person had left, Qi Qingyun stood up from the bed, put the damaged photo frame on her desk, sat on the stool, and looked at the photo frame carefully in front of the light.

Before he died, he seemed to have won a similar photo frame because of a lucky draw at a store, and gave it to Zhong Xuejin if he didn't need it, but he didn't take it to heart at the time, and he really didn't like it. It's been so long, Qi Qingyun can't remember the details of that time.

The more Qi Qingyun looked at this photo frame, the more familiar it became, but he couldn't prove that this photo frame was the one he had in mind.

What's more, this photo frame is too broken. The white camellias and branches and leaves that should have been on it are either missing corners or falling off completely. They are in dilapidated condition, except that they feel similar, but without any evidence to prove it, Qi Qingyun didn't dare to act rashly conclusion.

Qi Qingyun put together the fragments of the photo frame in front of the light for a long time before she could barely make out a rough outline, and pulled out 502 glue from the drawer to glue the photo frame.

"......" Looking at the sticky, weird-shaped and ugly monster in front of her, Qi Qingyun suddenly regretted the promise she had made to Qi Yousui that she could fix the photo frame. There was a chuckle, rustling, you couldn't hear it if you didn't listen carefully.

Qi Qingyun turned her head and found that the lights in the dormitory had been turned off at some point, Zhong Xuejin's clear face was hidden in the shadows, indistinctly, she looked at him with the corner of her mouth curled up for an unknown period of time, and there was an illusion of gentleness in her dazed expression .

"...Why aren't you sleeping?" Seeing the scene in front of her, Qi Qingyun's body preceded her consciousness, and she blurted out an untimely concern, and then closed her mouth tightly, with a trace of confusion flashing across her face.

"Wait for you." Zhong Xuejin hugged the quilt, turned on the clamp lamp on the bed, and read a book by the light, as if she made up her mind to stay up late with Qi Qingyun:

"You do it, I can recite vocabulary, and I will sleep in a while."

"...You don't have to wait for me." Qi Qingyun turned around simply, put her arms on the back of the chair, and looked up at Zhong Xuejin with a gentle face. She thought of something, and after a while, she thought about it. He said, "Ask you something."

"Tell me." Zhong Xuejin answered immediately.

"I just promised Qi Yousui that I would help him find something."

"What?" Zhong Xue tilted her head in doubt.

"That's right..." Qi Qingyun paused, thought for a while and then said, "Did you just pick up the lost photos in Qi Yousui's photo frame?"

Qi Qingyun said, "That seems to be a photo of his parents."