Chapter 77 First Birthday Gift
"Kid, why are you here?"
Nangong Jue was startled when he heard this, and raised his head hurriedly. It was Lu Ting's gloomy and handsome face that he saw. He subconsciously shrank back.
Although he was the one who took the initiative to find Lu Ting this time, he did not show any fear of Lu Ting.
If Shen Jisui's adoptive mother hadn't come back and kicked him out without saying a word, he would have been desperate and would have thought of coming here.
"I...I...I came to play with Xiao Taozhi..." Nangong Jue's eyes were vague and he hesitated for a long time before telling such a clumsy lie that Lu Ting saw through it at once.
I came to his house at dusk, bringing a big bag full of things, just to find a three-year-old child to play with.
Which fool would believe that?
Lu Ting was secretly complaining, but the little guy beside him happily ran to Nangong Jue and said with a smile: "Welcome brother Jue to visit Zhizhi's daddy's home~"
Lu Ting: "..."
He almost forgot about the little fool beside him.
Lu Ting's narrow eyes glanced at the large backpack behind Nangong Jue. Without giving Nangong Jue any face, he directly exposed him: "You're such a grown-up, and you're running away from home?"
It seems that what he said to that brat surnamed Shen last time, that brat did not tell the brat in front of him.
Nangong Jue's scalp went numb, and then his face felt hot as if on fire, and his fair little face suddenly turned as red as pig liver.
The boy also knew that running away from home was not a glorious thing. He would feel somewhat ashamed to have it said out loud like this, especially in front of Xiao Taozhi, which made him even more embarrassed.
"Dad, what does running away from home mean? Why did my brother run away from home?" Little Taozhi tilted his little head and asked in confusion.
"He left home after a conflict with his family. As for why, you can ask him."
Lu Ting clearly knew the reason why Nangong Jue ran away from home, but he simply kept silent. Finally, he even insulted Nangong Jue and earnestly warned Xiao Taozhi, "This behavior is not good. Don't learn from it."
"Oh." Xiao Taozhi nodded, not quite understanding.
Lu Ting was about to go in holding little Taozhi's hand, but little Taozhi was a little worried about Nangong Jue. She kept looking back. The little fellow shook Lu Ting's hand and wanted to speak for Nangong Jue, "Daddy, Brother Jue..."
Before he could finish his words, Lu Ting interrupted him: "He's an adult, he won't starve to death, be obedient and go into the house."
He never likes to meddle in other people's affairs.
"But……"
Lu Ting grabbed little Taozhi's arm and dragged her inside.
With a "click", the door was ruthlessly closed, leaving Nangong Jue alone, sitting alone on the steps.
The boy was only wearing a thin short-sleeved shirt. The temperature dropped in the evening and a cool breeze blew by. Nangong Jue shivered and rubbed his arms, which were covered with sweat, then took out a coat from his bag and put it on.
Nangong Jue didn't leave either. He just sat on the steps, staring at the floor in a daze. He didn't know where he should go.
Today was clearly his birthday, but no one remembered it, there was no birthday cake, and no one wished him a happy birthday...
Although it was like this every year, this year, perhaps because of the previous quarrel with Nangong Yao, he felt particularly uncomfortable.
He couldn't understand why, on the day he was born, he seemed to be abandoned by the whole world...
The boy felt a lump in his throat and he hugged his knees with both hands, burying his face in them.
Sudden.
Suddenly, a warm feeling came from above my head, followed by a sweet and sticky "Brother".
Nangong Jue looked up suddenly, and what caught his eye was Xiao Taozhi's smiling face. Her bright big eyes were looking at him with a smile.
“?”
Nangong Jue was startled, then turned his head away awkwardly, wiped away the tears that were faintly visible at the corners of his eyes, and then turned his head back.
Little Taozhi took back her hand that was caressing Nangong Jue's hair, frowned, and asked, "Brother, why are you crying?"
"I didn't cry."
Nangong Jue's face turned red and he immediately denied it.
Little Taozhi squatted down, staring into Nangong Jue's eyes without blinking. Her little voice was full of childishness, and she said seriously, "Brother, have a happy birthday~"
Nangong Jue was stunned.
How did Xiao Taozhi know his birthday? Even his dearest father and sister couldn't remember it...
As if understanding Nangong Jue's confusion, Xiao Taozhi said, "Last time when Brother Ji Sui was teaching Brother Jue, Zhizhi found not only a piece of paper with a duck egg drawn on it, but also another piece..."
Xiao Taozhi took out the paper from her pocket and showed it to Nangong Jue. There was some text on it and a picture of a birthday cake.
Nangong Jue recognized his handwriting at a glance. It was a diary he wrote four or five years ago, with many circles and marks in red pen.
Xiao Taozhi couldn't understand, so she asked Chen Jisui to read it to her. Nangong Jue's handwriting was crooked and looked like a monster, and there were many typos and pinyin marks. Chen Jisui took a long time to understand:
"It's August 10th, 1120, and the weather is fine. Today is my birthday, but my dad and sister don't care. They've never celebrated my birthday before. And my deskmate Li Yu said he received a glowing concave-convex man the day before yesterday. I'm so excited. I want a birthday party and birthday celebration too..."
Chen Jisui just read it casually to little Tao Zhi at that time, and the little guy remembered it in his heart.
Xiao Taozhi knows that birthdays are very important days, both for humans and monsters!
"Here, here you go."
Xiao Taozhi suddenly pulled out an Ultraman that was slightly larger than his hand from behind his back and stuffed it into Nangong Jue's hand. He didn't know what he pressed, but the Ultraman's eyes began to flash, and he suddenly shouted, "Do you believe in light..."
This scared Nangong Jue.
This Ultraman is made of plastic, and the color on his body has faded a bit. It looks like a cheap item sold on a street stall. Xiao Taozhi bought it from a two-star coin store on the roadside.
Nangong Jue was suddenly at a loss whether to laugh or cry.
That diary was written when he was in the first grade. Ultraman was quite popular at that time and almost everyone had one. He actually had a big box of them, made of gold and silver. Later, when the Ultraman craze passed, he never took them out to play with them again.
What's more, he is so old now, how could he still play with this kind of toys?
But this is the first birthday present he has received in all these years...
Nangong Jue felt a sudden surge of warmth in his heart, and his eyes became almost moist. He put Ultraman into his schoolbag and turned around, saying in a low voice, "Thank you."
"You're welcome!"
Xiao Taozhi took Nangong Jue's hand and led him into the restaurant. The first thing they saw was the birthday cake on the table and Lu Ting sitting quietly on the side with an unreadable expression.
(End of this chapter)
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