When the magic stick summons cute pets

Ye Changsheng listened to Yang Wenhui's words, his eyes barely moved: "What do you mean?"

The other end made himself a cup of hot tea, took a shallow sip to moisten his throat, and then seemed to be caught in a certain kind of thought, he pursed his mouth tightly and refused to make a sound.

Looking down at the tea stalks rising and falling in the cup, she was silent for about 5 minutes before she looked at Ye Changsheng again and said, "The story is a bit long, you may find it boring after listening to it."

Ye Changsheng looked up at her with a serious and sincere expression: "As long as Ms. Yang is willing to speak, I am naturally willing to listen."

Yang Wenhui saw that his expression was serious, and it didn't seem to be perfunctory words. She paused for two seconds, and then said to him in a low voice: "You may already know that I have a son who is just nine years old this year. If he It’s fine now, and I should be in the third grade this summer.”

When Ye Changsheng heard the words "if he is fine now", his drooping eyelashes slightly closed, and then he responded with a smile on the other side: "I heard that the child is named Yan after your husband His name is 'Siqi'?" As he spoke, he praised him again, "He is a well-behaved boy."

When Yang Wenhui saw that Ye Changsheng answered the words without hesitation, the look in his eyes became more complicated in an instant.The knuckles of her fingers holding the water glass were slightly white due to too much force, and she murmured inexplicably after a while: "Sure enough, you already know these things."

Ye Changsheng paused for a moment, but he didn't explain anything. He just looked at the other end with a smile and said, "After all, it's not something confidential—or should I not know about it?"

Listening to his justification, Yang Wenhui took another deep look at the other side, looking at his black pupils, eyebrows and eyebrows that seemed pure and almost innocent at first glance, but upon closer inspection, no deep emotions could be read. A complex emotion was churning inside.His fingers rubbed the rim of the water glass lightly because of anxiety. After a long time, he said: "When I was pregnant with Si Qi, there was an accident in the last period, and I went directly to the hospital for a caesarean section. She was born prematurely in less than eight months."

Her voice was low and slow. I don't know if it was because of a cold or other discomfort. Her voice sounded very hoarse: "Probably because of congenital insufficiency, the child Si Qi has not been very healthy since he was a child. Especially he can't walk yet." During that time, almost half of the time in a year had to take him to soak in the hospital for hospitalization, and I could go to the road to the hospital with my eyes closed.

It was also during that time that I prayed to Bodhisattvas and other gods almost every day, praying that my child would grow up smoothly and safely. "

Ye Changsheng straightened his back and leaned slightly towards her, quietly listening to her recalling the past, and did not interrupt to ask anything.

"However, when he was three years old, it seemed that my prayer was heard by the heavens. Although compared with other little boys of the same age, our child was still obviously much thinner, but finally he was no longer struggling like before. "

Yang Wenhui put the water glass in her hand back on the coffee table, because recalling those days before, her eyes slightly wavered: "It's just that the cost of going to the hospital in the past few years was too staggering. As the most ordinary wage earners, my husband and I not only spent all our savings after marriage, but also owed about [-] foreign debts. So after our son’s situation stabilized a bit, the two of us will give Siqi some money in case we need it later. Healing a disease is not so embarrassing at hand, so I started to work crazily."

"My husband and I both work in the real estate sales industry. When the industry was booming a few years ago, the two of them were famous for their hard work, and later met some noble people and opportunities, so they did survive after working for a few years. I have saved some savings. The small duplex you saw at Mr. Zhai’s place before was bought by my husband and I with our savings when we had the most money.”

Ye Changsheng nodded his head: "It's a beautiful little duplex."

Yang Wenhui forced a smile when he heard his praise, nodded and said: "My husband and son also like it very much. They were both very happy when they bought it. It's just a pity that we will probably never be able to buy it again in the future." Go back to that house."

Ye Changsheng turned his eyes around the face on the other side, and asked lightly: "When I was discussing this house with Mr. Zhai, he once told me that the reason why the previous owner bought it at a low price Did you sell the house because you want to treat your son?" His eyes glanced at a room with a tightly closed door in this small house, and then he glanced at Yang Wenhui, " Is he here now?"

When Yang Wenhui saw that Ye Changsheng suddenly mentioned the room that she had specially closed, her expression suddenly became tense.

"You—" She opened her mouth and said a short word, then she seemed to be worried about something, frowning tightly and swallowed the rest of the words.

A pair of eyes looked and looked at Ye Changsheng for a long time, as if he had suddenly made up his mind, he stood up while leaning on the armrest of the sofa, and said to Ye Changsheng and He Jiuzhong on the other side: "Come with me .”

Ye Changsheng looked up at Yang Wenhui, and then at He Jiuzhong's side, and then the two stood up together, followed her and walked towards the other side.

He reached out and unlocked the safety lock on the door, then pushed the door open and walked inside.

The room is not very big, but because there are almost zero surrounding furnishings except for a bed, it doesn't look crowded.

Yang Wenhui's small room is considered to be the one with the best lighting in the entire tube building, and obviously, the small room they are entering now is considered to have the best lighting in the whole room.

Ye Changsheng walked in from the door, his gaze swept across the empty room, and he directly landed on the small single bed about 1.8 meters in the center.

On the crib covered with plain sheets and quilts was lying a thin boy.He looks less than ten years old, but due to long-term lack of nutrition, his cheeks are sunken, his face is sallow, and the bones on his body protrude through a thin layer of skin. It's so pitiful.

That was Yan Siqi.

Yang Wenhui went to the bed and sat down, reached out and touched the skinny cheek of the boy on the bed, and said in a hoarse voice, "I said before that we bought the house with our family savings. We can build a house for our children in City X. This has always been the initial goal that my husband and I have struggled for, and now we have finally achieved this goal. When it seems that everything is going in a good direction, everything has changed overnight. .”

"My husband's friend had an accident in his business and asked my husband to act as a guarantor for his company. For the sake of friendship for more than ten years, my husband agreed with almost no consideration, but later the man brought With all the money flying away, the rest of the huge debt fell on our heads."

It was clearly an event that could almost be regarded as a catastrophe, but I don't know if it has been washed away by time. Now she mentions it again, but her voice is stagnant: "Our family has sold all the things that can be sold. , but the money they put together is still a drop in the bucket. Those debt collectors will do anything to get money. My son accidentally rolled down the escalator in order to escape from the group of people on the way to school. ..."

Ye Changsheng still couldn't understand: "Then Mr. Yan's disappearance is—?"

Yang Wenhui was silent again, and looked at Ye Changsheng with raised eyelids: "Because of my son's affairs and the debt collection, my husband almost collapsed due to guilt. Then one morning, he was very excited and told me that he found One way can raise the money we need as quickly as possible in a short period of time, and then before I could inquire carefully, he disappeared completely that afternoon, and there is no other news until today.”

"Mr. Ye, why did you come here today? Why don't you just tell me directly. Anyway, you have seen the current situation of our family, and we really don't have any spare energy to give you anything—whether it's money or energy. .Can you understand?"

Ye Changsheng sighed, shook his head towards the other end and said: "I think Ms. Yang, you may have misunderstood something." His voice was gentle and gentle, "I am here this time only on entrustment, although it may be seen It looks a little suspicious, but you don't have to worry so much at all."

Yang Wenhui didn't fully believe the explanation on the other side. She put the tea on the table and asked with vigilance in her eyes: "'Entrusted by someone'? Entrusted by whom?"

Ye Changsheng didn't make a sound, but just took out a paper crane from his pocket, and then wiped it with his fingers, as if pulling something transparent out of the paper crane.

He lit the fire again to burn the paper crane, and blew the remaining ashes towards the eyes of the other end.

Yang Wenhui's eyes were squinted by the ashes, and she couldn't help but yelled "ah", and blinked desperately, trying to squeeze out the ashes and quickly restore her eyesight. She just wanted to curse, but before she could speak, she Not far from her, she suddenly heard an extremely familiar voice, which made her whole body stiffen suddenly.

"mom!"