Became a vicious male mother

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After lingering in the restroom and tea room for a long time, Gu Xinglan was almost ready to dig three feet into the ground and lift up the entire floor to take a look.

Until someone outside started urging them on.

Let him fend for himself, let that child fend for himself, he's done with this mess.

Feeling both annoyed and exhausted, Gu Xinglan cursed inwardly several times, regretting that she hadn't spanked the child's bottom a few more times.

Outside.

The police officers, sitting in a row, looked straight toward the break room.

The auxiliary police officer smiled and waved the medicine box in his hand: "Mr. Gu, I have medicine to treat acclimatization problems."

And who else could the person sitting next to the auxiliary police officer be but that brat Xu Mufeng?

Gu Xinglan was instantly furious!

He wandered around the toilet like a fly, but the kid didn't escape at all! He acted like nothing had happened!

Xu Mufeng, who had been sitting steadily, saw his anger and instead of feeling guilty, he jumped off the chair and came over.

That face rarely showed a fawning smile, and she silently slipped her small hand into Gu Xinglan's palm.

Begging for forgiveness? Too late!

“Come on, Mr. Gu.”

The sound of the exit broke the stagnant air around them.

"Come over here and identify a few people."

The policewoman pulled out a few rough sheets of white paper from the table.

The above are all sketches.

It seems a few people escaped...

Gu Xinglan suppressed her anger and led the child over.

The people above all had fierce expressions, their eyes gleaming as if they were hiding sharp blades. Even the black and white lines were enough to vividly depict their ruthlessness.

It looks somewhat familiar, but I'm not sure.

Faced with the intense gazes of everyone, Gu Xinglan had no choice but to say, "I...I have a vague impression."

Can you articulate the related information in your mind?

That's impossible. All I can see in my mind are vague, blurry images; it's like trying to see flowers through a fog.

Gu Xinglan couldn't help but tighten her grip on the child's hand, her mind racing.

"I know."

The child peeked out timidly from behind someone, tightly gripping that person's hand.

Immediately, everyone's eyes were drawn to Xu Mufeng.

"Oh? Little friend, why don't you tell us?"

“These people came to the butcher shop the night before, and I heard them talking about spreading the news.”

After he finished speaking, everyone in the meeting room fell silent.

A tall, imposing figure rose from his seat, approached step by step, and walked to Gu Xinglan's side.

The cold air also followed closely.

The atmosphere around them suddenly became heavy, and Gu Xinglan couldn't help but hold her breath.

"Little friend, have you seen this person before?"

The man who came over had a stern face and took out a slightly yellowed photo.

Xu Mufeng shook his head.

Next, it was almost a one-on-one exchange between the man and the child. The key point was that the child showed no sign of weakness from before and answered whatever came to mind.

The auxiliary police officer standing not far away couldn't help but show an expression of admiration.

After all the questions were asked, Gu Xinglan and the other person were released from the police station.

"Mr. Gu, wait!"

The auxiliary police officer raised his eyebrows and pulled out a candied hawthorn from somewhere as he rushed over.

"Give the candy to the children."

The sugar coating is golden and delicious, with bright red hawthorns showing through. It looks so sweet and sour that you can't help but smack your lips.

"Thank you for your kindness, but no need."

Gu Xinglan looked at the child she was holding without a smile: "Will eating this cause cavities?"

He hasn't even settled the score with the kid for the prank he played on him.

The pressure on his hands tightened.

The child mustered his strength to grip the clean, warm hand, and bravely raised his little face to look at the auxiliary police officer.

"Thank you, big brother, please give it to me."

Deliberately contradicting?

When Xu Mufeng saw the person next to him trying to break free, he immediately gripped those five fingers tightly.

But those five fingers were as swift as the wind.

Once the candied hawthorn was in my hand, the person next to me left.

Xu Mufeng turned around and chased after him.

The streets were deserted, with only gaunt, towering trees standing tall. The fallen leaves crunched underfoot, seemingly whispering of autumn's loneliness...

That delicious candied hawthorn skewer slowly absorbed the warmth of a person's body.

After catching up with someone, Xu Mufeng rammed his face straight into the red dress.

The intoxicating fragrance filled his nostrils, and even his voice became sticky as he spoke: "I'm sorry, I was wrong about what happened in the restroom just now."

The child carefully held up the candied hawthorn.

Gu Xinglan glanced down at it.

He hadn't eaten much, but seeing this string of beautiful and fragrant food, he naturally couldn't help but feel a strong urge to eat.

However, there are too many uncertainties surrounding Xu Mufeng.

"Now, tell me properly."

A cold wind blew, blowing the hair on her forehead upwards. Gu Xinglan didn't care. She squatted down to face the wind, her gaze sharp, and stared intently at the child's face: "Why did you leave without saying goodbye? If you had told me about your mother's illness, I would have helped you. Why did you have to go to work?"

The only downside of the wind is that it blows someone's hair off, leaving their face completely exposed and revealing the worry in their eyes.

Xu Mufeng immediately fell silent.

His previously warm heart cooled slightly. He turned his head away, avoiding someone's gaze, and after a long silence, Xu Mufeng stammered:

"You and I are not from the same world."

"Age is not a barrier. People who are decades apart in age can still be good friends. This is called friendship across generations, forgetting the age difference."

“That’s not what I meant,” Xu Mufeng said urgently.

The child's forlorn expression was probably the most striking thing about him.

Gu Xinglan couldn't stand it, so she reached out and ruffled the child's hair several times.

"Then what do you mean?"

The topic seems to be heading straight into a rut.

Seeing that the sugar coating was about to melt, Gu Xinglan took the candied hawthorn and unwrapped it.

It tastes sweet and fragrant; you can easily eat a piece of hawthorn coated in a transparent sugar coating in one bite.

After Gu Xinglan finished eating the first one, she brought it to the child's mouth.

"Here, have a piece too."

The person holding the candied hawthorns no longer looked like the one who had been sulking at the police station; now, only anticipation and an unreserved smile filled their face.

Xu Mufeng paused for a few seconds, then tentatively took a half-bite.

He couldn't eat the hawthorn in one bite, so the person holding the candied hawthorn put half of it into his mouth.

He and he shared a piece of hawthorn...

"We can eat the same candied hawthorn skewer, how can we not be from the same world?"

The words that reached his ears were like a tsunami crashing against rocks. In an instant, the huge rock was swept into a wave called Gu Xinglan, making a loud noise that was the only sound on the dark and desolate coastline.

He didn't dare look into those smiling eyes and turned his back.

"Can you tell me why you have this idea?"

After a long silence, I finally heard the child's faint voice:

“Now that I’m here, I don’t have to think about having nowhere to go or about my home… I’m with you every moment, and I can forget all my unhappy things. But when I go back to Wushui, to that neighborhood, I become a street thug again.”

Xu Mufeng stood ramrod straight, his head almost touching his chin.

The silhouette revealed was extremely lonely, appearing so that it could easily be overlooked.

It turns out the child was still struggling with this decision.

Because of the instability of self-awareness, the avoidance of the pressure of reality, and the defensiveness of the emotional relationship between the two people, it is revealed that this child both craves the beauty when he is with him and is afraid of the beauty being too good, so much so that the huge gap when he returns to reality and the beauty is no longer there is unbearable.

It's an escapist mentality, and also a form of self-defense.

All he could do was probably give this person a strong guarantee.

Gu Xinglan stepped forward, gently patted the child's back, and said in a deep and powerful voice, "Hold on to me."

The next second, the child who didn't want to face him was instantly picked up by him and steadily carried on his shoulder.

"you you!"

Xu Mufeng's face turned red, he became incoherent and flustered, and he only managed to steady himself by tightly holding the head with both hands.

"I've told you many times, from now on you only recognize me. I'm someone you can rely on, understand?"

Gu Xinglan rarely spoke in such a domineering tone.

He was just a little unsure, so he touched his nose and added:

"Follow me, and I'll make sure you have enough to eat and wear!"

Thinking of the admiration that Li Taihe had shown for this child.

Is it so difficult to make a child someone valued by the Li family?

A sudden thought swirled in my mind.

...It is indeed quite difficult, but he can try.