Chapter 21

He left after a drip in the hospital. The doctor advised him to stay in hospital for a day or two, but he insisted on leaving. He didn't want to waste money because of this kind of thing.

Meng Yi said goodbye to the kind young doctor, "big brother, will you show me Naruto comics next time?"

"OK, OK."

The doctor replied with a smile. Unexpectedly, this little devil has the same hobby as his boss Di Jun. it's really interesting.

Meng Yi took two steps, turned back and pointed to a stack of comics on the table, "can you give me two?"

"OK, here you are."

Meng Fu looked at Meng Yi holding five comics in his arms, turned back and smiled and thanked the doctor.

Back home, Meng Yi opened the comic book excitedly. Meng Fu slowly went to the sofa and sat down. He frowned slightly. He hadn't gone to work all day and didn't ask for leave. I don't know what happened.

Forget it. Quit if you want to quit.

He gave up thinking, as long as he could see less Guze.

After dinner, Meng Yi had finished reading the comics. He hopped around the room in boredom, walked around the old TV left by the landlord for several times, and finally said to Meng, "Meng Meng, why can't the TV turn on?"

"Because it's broken." Meng Fu sat down on the sofa and put down the books he was holding. Looking at Meng Yi's lost head, he suddenly realized whether he didn't care enough about Xiao Yi. In fact, this big boy like a child obviously wanted to watch TV, but he always endured it.

"Xiao Yi wants to watch TV."

Meng Yi shook his head. "I want money to buy TV. Meng Meng has no money and can't watch TV."

His fingers trembled slightly. Meng Fu put the book aside and called Meng Yi to come. He touched Meng Yi's head and flashed bitterness in his eyes, "is brother not good enough for you? Didn't take good care of you? "

"Meng Meng is very kind to me. I like Meng Meng best. Meng Meng, don't be unhappy. Meng Meng should take medicine well. Do you know? "

"Well, I know."

"Meng Meng can't always stay up late and go to bed early. Do you know?"

"Well, I know."

It seems that Xiaoyi is an adult, and he is a mentally deficient child.

Meng Fu smiled faintly at Meng Yi. He is the only relative he can rely on. They are the only ones in the world.

After two days off, Meng Fu first bought a second-hand TV and then went to the restaurant. However, he was told by his supervisor that he was absent from work for no reason and dismissed.

He didn't say anything and began to pack up. Jiang Hui patted him on the shoulder. "Why haven't you come these days? Everyone doesn't have your contact information and doesn't know what's going on."

"I was ill, so I didn't come."

"What disease?"

"Fever." He replied, but a few simple things were quickly packed, "I'm leaving. Bye."

It's like I've never been here before.

Meng Fu began to look for a job crazily. He wanted to be close to home and ensure basic life. The recruitment column in the newspaper was crossed page by page.

At night, it was dark. He dragged his tired steps back. Xiao Yi was watching TV at home and didn't eat well. He had to hurry back.

"Meng Fu, what a coincidence?"

"Brother, what a coincidence." Meng Fu stared at di Jun smoking in the corridor behind the back door of the nightclub. He hadn't seen him for more than half a year. He didn't know that di Jun had been released from prison.

"What have you been doing lately?" Di Jun put one hand in his pocket, the other hand flicked the smoke gently, and the little ashes fell on the wet ground, like dirt that could not be wiped off.

"I just work."

However, it is such an ordinary life. What else can we do and how many ripples can we make in this stagnant deep pool.

"That man is still pestering you, trying to avenge you?"

"Yes." Meng Fu nodded. He was afraid to put forward the name Guze. He was afraid to think of it. He smiled and changed the topic, "what's big brother doing recently?"

Di Jun's cigarette was almost finished. He threw it on the ground and stamped it out with his toes. Meng Fu looked at the wrinkled cigarette butts on the ground and felt that it was like an ugly dead insect.

"Shit, don't mention it. I'm angry in my heart. It's not easy to come out. My rights have been elevated."

Meng Fu didn't understand these underworld things in di Jun's mouth. He had to listen to di Jun's complaints in silence.

"Meng Fu, I have to thank you. Because of those beautiful words you wrote, my daughter-in-law is really very good to me now. If you have any difficulties, please come to me. Big brother can help, absolutely. " Then he deliberately lowered his voice, "when I regain my power, I can kill the people who pester you for revenge."

He never thought about killing Guze, but once the idea was ignited, it burned like a fire, burning his guilty heart.

If you kill Guze, you won't haunt him like this,

Kill Guze and he won't have to worry about being violated,

Kill Guze and he can return to a peaceful life.

The blood color in front of him gradually spread. He suddenly widened his eyes and woke up. No, no, no, he can't kill Guze. He Manyu and his child are dead. He can't do anything more cruel. Everything Guze does is his own retribution.

"No, you can't kill him. It's against the law to kill. " Meng Fu shook his head. "Brother, if you can, can you give me a job, a serious job."

"Well, it's a piece of cake."

The so-called serious work still can't be separated from the waiter, but this time it was changed to a nightclub. Di Jun still has some status after all. He greeted the consul and didn't let Meng Fu be harassed by the guests.

Meng Fu is very grateful to di Jun for the work he gave him. Since Di Jun said that all the income here is serious, he believes that it's the same wherever he goes. As long as he has a job.

But one thing bothered him. He couldn't take Meng Yi to the nightclub. Meng Yi stayed at home alone. After two days, Meng Yi finally couldn't stand it.

Also, he can't lock a child like Meng Yi at home forever.

"Meng Meng, I don't want to stay at home alone." Meng Yi lies on his shoulder and is wronged and coquettish.

"Xiaoyi, I'm sorry for you, but my brother doesn't know what to do."

He doesn't trust Meng Yi to go out alone, let alone take Meng Yi to work together. After all, there are a lot of dragons and snakes in that place.

"Meng Meng." Meng Yi was stuffy and didn't speak as if he were transparent.

At two o'clock in the morning, only the light at the intersection poked a small piece of light, and then it was dark. The next intersection continued to be bright, a small piece, like a slim hope.

Meng Fu returned home and opened Xiaoyi's door as usual to see him fall asleep. However, there was no one and his footsteps were in a hurry. Meng Fu quickly opened his door and searched every corner of the house.

Followed by a great sense of panic, Xiao Yi disappeared.

"Xiao Yi, Xiao Yi." He called Meng Yi's name out loud, but it was the usual "Meng Meng" response.

The neighbor suddenly took something he didn't know and hit the separated wall. He scolded, "what's the noise? It's so late. If you don't sleep, people have to sleep."

Anxiety and panic swept up. Meng Fu covered his face with trembling fingers and gently called, "Xiao Yi, don't play hide and seek with my brother. Come out quickly. My brother will take you to eat a small cake."

However, there was no response after all.

Empty house, empty heart.

Meng Fu was crazy and quickly put on his shoes and ran out. When he went out, his foot tripped over the threshold and fell to the ground. A person who was afraid of pain seemed to completely forget the pain.

He walked through the crossroads one by one, opening his mouth and calling "Xiao Yi" again and again, like the dying struggle of a man on the verge of death.

The wind in late autumn was really cold. He was tired of running, his lips were cracked by the wind, and small beads of sweat wept from his forehead like tears. The wind roared into his thin body.

However, he couldn't stop. He thought of all the places Xiao Yi could go, but he got nothing after all.

Sitting on the park bench, he raised his hand and pounded his head in frustration. It seemed that he could feel better if he broke it. In fact, he would only feel worse and worse.

Then he put his hand down and bit his fingers, shaking his legs violently and anxiously.

Maybe his legs stopped shaking.

Maybe Xiaoyi is in that place.