Yaoyao knew that Mu Yao was uncomfortable.

It's definitely not comfortable for someone to be scolded like this head-on, especially when they just arrived, and the whole team itself rejects them a little.

Yaoyao looked at Mu Yao, she was a small one, and Mu Yao squatted down and looked about as tall as her.

But he is about the same height, but he is always looking up at Yaoyao.

She doesn't mind hugging, after all, she can't be a stepfather, right?

Yaoyao gently touched Mu Yao's head.

Mu Yao squinted his eyes, like a cat being caressed, the corners of his lips slowly smiled, but there was a little sadness in his eyes.

After all, someone said in front of Yaoyao that he was dirty......

His heart felt like he had been pricked with a needle, and it hurt for a while, and it hurt terribly.

"Sister Yao, I'm not what I was rumored."

Mu Yao was satisfied when he was touched on the head.

Hugging or something, just an extravagant expectation, he understood.

Mu Yao looked up at Yaoyao, licked her lips nervously, and then reiterated it.

"I'm clean, I didn't mess around with women, and there's a reason for that...... Because at that time...... My brother and I ......."

Mu Yao paused, not knowing how to explain.

Yaoyao continued to touch his head.

To be honest, it feels good to the hand, it's a little fluffy, she touched it.

"If you don't want to say it, don't force it."

"That's your past, no matter what happens, the clear will clear itself, don't be afraid, come to D· R, we will protect you from anything that is unfair or bad. ”

Mu Yao raised his head and looked at Yaoyao's little face.

Or the little face in memory.

Very cute, pretty, and strong.

A pair of amber eyes always look gentle when looking at people.

Very gentle......

He couldn't help but think of everything that had happened.

When we first met, he was also squatting on the ground like this, covered in water and mud, and the situation at home was extremely bad at that time, he didn't have his brother's endurance, and he couldn't stand it and escaped.

He had no money, nowhere to go, and it was raining heavily.

He came out of the house drenched through, his hair was wet and sticky to his face, his clothes were dripping, and his steps were slow and he walked in a trance in the rain.

At that time, his spirit was on the verge of collapse, and he didn't know how long he had been walking, it was already very dark, and he looked at the brilliant lights in the city, and then looked at himself, and felt even more desolate.

The muddy water of the car passing on the road can splash him all over, he has no instincts, and people are uncomfortable to death.

He felt like he was starting to fear the light.

I always felt that there would be a hand in those lights that dragged him straight in......

Mu Yao walked and walked, and walked to a corner, and sat in the muddy water with his knees crossed, curled up in a dirty ball.

He hugged his cold knees and tried to give himself a little security.

But in fact, the psychology is particularly desperate.

He can't forget the cold at that time, the cold of that rainy night is like an adjective, and now whenever he sees the rain, he thinks of the despair of that time......

And also.

Wish.

He was cowering in a corner, and he didn't know how long it had been before he felt his head be tapped.

It's either a tap, or a very light tap.

He looked up.

The long eyelashes were covered with rain, and only a vague shadow could be seen in front of me.

Then, his chin was picked up by the tip of the umbrella.

There was also a milky sound in his ears.

"Are you hungry?"