"Don't cry, I'll be back soon," Wei You hurriedly coaxed him, "I'll be back tomorrow."
Wei Xu lowered his eyes and pursed his lips tightly, as if trying to suppress the urge to cry, but his eyes quickly turned red and soon tears rolled down from the corners of his eyes.
Wei You had no choice but to change his seat and sit next to him. He patted his shoulder gently, wiped his tears with a tissue, and coaxed him, "I'm just going back for a while. I'll be back soon and bring you something delicious, okay? Don't cry."
"I don't want any delicious food..." The boy sobbed with his head down. Instead of being comforted, he cried even harder. His eyes and nose were red, and his shoulders were shaking.
This pitiful appearance reminded Wei You of the scene he saw when he came back last time, and he couldn't help feeling a little sad.
But he still had to go back to get the money. Since he was prepared to stay in the game for a long time in the future, he had to find a fixed residence. Among them, Grandma Li's house next door was the best choice.
There was no other way, so Wei You had to be patient and carefully explain to the boy the reasons why he had to go back. After that, he coaxed him with all kinds of nice words for a long time, and the child finally stopped crying.
Wei Xu clutched his sleeve tightly with his left hand, wiped his tears with the sleeve of his right hand, then raised his little face and asked, "Are you really coming back soon?"
"Really? I swear." Wei You said seriously, "When did my brother ever lie to you?"
"Last time you said you would be back at five o'clock..." The little boy's eyes were filled with tears.
"Last time, there was an accident," Wei You was a little embarrassed, and tried to explain: "I believe you can see that my brother is bound by other things, so I can't accompany you as I wish, but I want to take care of you, so I will try my best to calculate the time. If I say I can come back, I will definitely come back. Trust me, okay?"
Wei Xu lowered his brows and nodded after a long while.
"Okay, dear boy, wipe your tears," Wei You patted his head and sighed, "When we get back later, I'll buy you a small cake?"
Wei Xu lowered his head, sniffed, and clutched Wei You's sleeve tighter.
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The child's depressed mood continued until he returned home.
Until it got dark, after taking a shower, he curled up on the sofa watching Tom and Jerry cartoons without saying a word.
Unlike other children who cry and scream when they are angry, when Guazai is sad, he seems to just hide away and vent his pain silently, but this way of expressing himself makes people feel more distressed.
Wei You wanted to divert his attention, so he took out the small cake he bought in the afternoon from the refrigerator and placed it on the coffee table in front of him, saying casually: "Come, eat cake!"
Wei Xu looked at the beautiful cream flowers on the cake, still without saying a word.
Wei You sighed slightly, thinking that he had really used up all his life's patience on dealing with that idiot.
He picked up the spoon, scooped a spoonful of cream roses and put it to the child's mouth, smiling and coaxing: "Eat it, it's very sweet."
Wei Xu raised his eyes and looked at him, hesitated for a few seconds, and finally couldn't resist the temptation, opened his mouth and ate the cake.
Because the cream flower was too big, some cream accidentally stained his lips, but he didn't feel it at all. He was completely immersed in the pain of Wei You's impending departure.
Wei You wiped the cream off his lips with a tissue and asked in his usual gentle tone, "Is it sweet?"
Wei Xu nodded.
"Is it tasty?"
"Um."
Wei You fed him a few more spoonfuls of cake. Seeing that he was in a better mood, he stuffed the spoon into his little hand and said, "Brother is tired. Eat it yourself, little melon."
Wei Xu pursed his lips, slid down the sofa with a spoon in his hand, sat on the small stool beside the coffee table, and ate the cake slowly.
Wei You stretched out on the sofa, stared at the back of the child's round head and said, "I may not be able to make it in time to make lunch and dinner tomorrow, so you can use the pocket money I gave you to go out and buy something to eat.
"Well...if nothing unexpected happens, I should be back tomorrow, but if I'm delayed, when your father comes back and starts drinking, you should hide in your room and lock the door, okay?"
Wei Xu lowered his eyes and responded muffledly.
"You're sure he only does it when he's drunk, right?"
"Um."
"That's good. Hide in the room and lock it. If I can't get back, do this." Wei You reminded again, but he was still a little worried. There was no landline in the house, and it would be difficult to call the police if something happened.
After thinking for a moment, he added, "If you don't have time to lock the door, shout for help and try to run out and knock on the door next door. In short, don't just stand there and let him bully you like you did before."
"You have to come back..." Wei Xu murmured softly, but did not wait for any response.
My body seemed to have suddenly entered a black and white silent film, and my ears suddenly became quiet.
For a moment, the bad premonition came to my mind again.
He turned around and saw that the man who was leaning on the sofa and telling him in a lazy tone how to avoid his father's violence was gone.
Wei Xu opened his lips, then stood up and walked around to take a look behind the sofa. He then searched all the rooms including the bathroom in disbelief, and finally returned to his original place in disappointment.
He sat back on the small stool beside the coffee table, listened to the TV, and continued to eat the cake quietly.
With the unique sweet taste of melting cream in his mouth, Wei Xu repeatedly comforted himself that his brother would be back soon, but his eyes still couldn't help but turn red.
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Because he was mentally prepared, Wei You didn't feel panicked at all when the scene in front of him suddenly fell into darkness. When he opened his eyes again, he found that he was back in the apartment in the real world.
As planned, he charged his mobile phone first, then put on a cotton coat, took his bank card and went downstairs.
In order to facilitate transportation, he chose to rent an apartment building where there is a supermarket and a bank below, and there is also a large shopping mall opposite. It can be said that the location is excellent.
Wei You took the elevator to the first floor and walked out of the apartment door. The cold December night breeze brushed his cheeks and he couldn't help but shiver.
In front of me, the trees with withered branches and leaves were shrouded in the early winter twilight. Rows of car lights and street lamps were shining brightly. People were surging at the entrance of the shopping mall. Couples passing by were loudly discussing the latest movie...
It was clearly a very familiar and prosperous scene. When Wei You first saw it, he felt like he was dreaming.
His memory still remained in the quiet night fifteen years ago when moths fluttered around. The moment he walked down the stairs of the apartment, it was as if someone suddenly pushed him from behind, and he was pushed from the dim room into the urban phantom.
With this wonderful feeling, Wei You was a little dazed when he walked into the bank. It was not until the emotionless prompt sound of the ATM machine rang that he suddenly came back to his senses.
According to the price agreed upon by Grandma Li, the rent for a year plus the deposit would cost four thousand five hundred. Wei You withdrew ten thousand at one time to save himself the trouble of running around and wasting time when using cash in the future.
After walking out of the bank, he walked quickly across the sidewalk without stopping and entered the shopping mall opposite.
He has been to this mall many times and knows exactly which stores are located in which locations.
As time was urgent, he deliberately avoided shops with more customers and bought two cups of milk tea in just a few minutes.
Of course, since he didn't have his cell phone with him, he paid in cash.
Two cups of milk tea cost nearly 40 yuan. Wei You, who had returned from fifteen years ago, suddenly felt a sense of inflation and felt quite painful when paying.
Wei You returned home as quickly as possible, took off his coat, picked up his mobile phone and looked at it. It was 8:42, and twenty-two minutes had passed since he returned.
Fortunately, I managed to get back before Wei's father returned home.
Wei You stuffed the wallet bulging with cash into his pocket, held the milk tea bag in his left hand, held the mobile phone in his right hand, and clicked on the game icon again.
The white screen lit up, and the progress bar loaded rapidly, finally stagnating at "99%". He felt a familiar darkness coming towards him...
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