novelaction Chapter 452 Don’t wait for me to eat at noon
Chapter 452 Don’t wait for me to eat at noon
In the courtyard of the Goldsmith Bay Villa, the warm sunshine was warm and bright, dyeing everything in warm gold. However, Mu Xiaoji was full of sorrow, and his steps were heavy and directionless.
He walked to the backyard unknowingly, and when he looked up he saw the tightly closed door of the pharmacy.
In an instant, memories engulfed him like a surging tide. He seemed to see Jiang Shuo's small figure busy shuttling around in the pharmacy, concentrating on mixing medicines, and every movement was skillful and steady.
And Jiang Chengyu, the man who was nicknamed Little Devil by Mu Xiaoji, always followed Jiang Shuo closely with a doting smile on his face, carefully guarding a rare treasure.
This is how the little monster accompanied Jiang Shuo. For three years, he taught all his skills to Mu Xiaoji's son, little Jiang Shuo, without reservation.
Mu Xiaoji's eyes slowly moved to the stone table in the yard. His memory went back to the day of his grandmother's birthday. The sun was shining brightly, and several small cages were neatly placed on the stone table.
The little white mice and rabbits inside were very lively. They would stick their heads out from time to time and look around with their little eyes.
His thoughts drifted, and he remembered that he was holding a carrot and walking towards the rockery with an angry face.
At that time, Jiang Chengyu was lying on the ground, concentrating on reaching into the rockery hole, trying to catch the frightened little white rabbit.
Jiang Chengyu shouted nervously: "Stinky treasure, give me the carrot quickly, the little white rabbit is about to run away!"
Mu Xiaoji's eyes flashed with ferocity, and he threw the carrot on the ground. Jiang Chengyu was so focused on catching the rabbit that he picked up the carrot. His heartless look instantly ignited Mu Xiaoji's anger.
Mu Xiaoji was furious and stomped hard on Jiang Chengyu's arm that was holding the carrot.
Jiang Chengyu trembled with pain and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, but he clenched his teeth and said nothing.
Mu Xiaoji was shaking all over, his voice filled with anger and questioning: "Don't you need to give me a reasonable explanation?"
The scene switched, Jiang Chengyu lowered his head and knelt at Mu Xiaoji's feet. He said in a low voice, full of guilt: "I'm sorry, Xiaoji, I know I was wrong!"
Mu Xiaoji forced out a bitter smile, which was full of self-mockery and helplessness: "Just one sentence, 'I know I was wrong, can you clear my name?"
As he said this, he raised his cane high up, and with full of resentment, hit Jiang Chengyu hard on the back.
Jiang Chengyu's body shook violently, a look of pain flashed across his face, but he still clenched his teeth.
Mu Xiaoji became more and more emotional, and his voice unconsciously rose: "Just saying, 'I know I'm wrong,' can stop me from being cursed by the world?"
His rage was burning, and he became angrier and angrier as he spoke, and he hit Jiang Chengyu hard on the back with his stick again.
Jiang Chengyu endured it silently. He understood that this was the price he had to pay for the mistakes he had made in the past.
Mu Xiaoji seemed to be blinded by anger and shouted at the top of his lungs: "Jiang Chengyu, why did you do this to me? Why?"
The questioning hit Jiang Chengyu's heart like a heavy hammer. Jiang Chengyu remained silent, just lowered his head, maintained a posture of atonement, and knelt quietly at Mu Xiaoji's feet.
Seeing that he did not respond, Mu Xiaoji became even more furious and shouted again: "Why?" In a rage, he raised his cane and hit Jiang Chengyu's back hard again.
This time, Jiang Chengyu could no longer hold on and fell to the ground in an instant. His voice was trembling, filled with despair and pleading:
"Xiao Ji, I am... sorry for you. I cannot escape the blame. I hope you... I hope you will remember our past friendship and not let me... don't let me die... in such an ugly way."
Mu Xiaoji was startled at first, then laughed sadly with tears streaming down his face: "Jiang Chengyu, you made me the biggest joke in the world.
How dare you bargain with me?" As he spoke, he raised his cane and hit Jiang Chengyu hard on the back again, as if he had lost his mind.
Just when the atmosphere became extremely tense, Song Shijie and Rong Shishan hurriedly ran out of the house. They saw the scene here from a distance, their faces full of anxiety.
Shen Rou and Mu Huiying followed closely behind, their steps frantic. Song Shijie ran while shouting, "Chenxi, stop it!"
Choubao was originally held in Shen Rou's arms, but now he struggled hard to break free and jumped to the ground.
It saw Mu Xiaoji stepping on Jiang Chengyu's hand, Jiang Chengyu's face was full of pain, and the worry and anger in his heart burst out instantly.
It rushed towards Mu Xiaoji desperately, and kicked Mu Xiaoji on the calf with all its strength. Mu Xiaoji staggered and took several steps back.
He was shocked and angry, and roared, "You little bastard, how dare you fight me." After that, he raised his foot and kicked Choubao.
Jiang Chengyu was extremely anxious when he saw this. He used up his last bit of strength to push Chou Bao away and shouted, "Chou Bao, be careful."
The kick landed heavily on Jiang Chengyu, and he slid several meters away like a kite with its string cut. After landing, his body rolled over, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.
Chou Bao was extremely anxious and ran to Jiang Chengyu, tears welling up in his eyes, sobbing: "Little Daddy, how are you? I don't expect Daddy to come back to see me anymore. Little Daddy, please don't be in trouble."
Blood was oozing from the corner of Jiang Chengyu's mouth. He forced himself to reach out and touch Choubao's head, and comforted him softly: "Choubao, don't talk nonsense, daddy is fine." Before he finished speaking, he closed his eyes and lost consciousness.
At this moment, the yard was dead silent. Mu Xiaoji stood there blankly, looking at Jiang Chengyu lying on the ground, his life or death uncertain. The anger in his heart instantly dissipated, replaced by endless regret and pain.
His heart was broken into countless pieces, and he regretted being so impulsive. The little monster he loved so much, the lover who had accompanied him for countless days and nights, could only "accompany" him in such a silent way.
He slowly squatted down, clutched his hair tightly with both hands, buried his head deep in his arms, his body trembling uncontrollably, and his suppressed cries echoed in the silent yard.
Xiao Yue saw Mu Xiaoji from a distance, and her heart was filled with worry. She moved lightly and approached cautiously, with concern in every step.
After walking to Mu Xiaoji's side, she slowly squatted down, her movements so gentle as if she was afraid of disturbing a wounded deer.
She stretched out her slender hand and gently placed it on Mu Xiaoji's shoulder, trying to convey warmth in this way.
Mu Xiaoji felt the touch on his shoulder, and the emotions that had been accumulated for a long time collapsed instantly. His legs softened and he sat down on the ground powerlessly.
He subconsciously wrapped his arms around Xiao Yue's waist and buried his face in her arms, his voice filled with tears and self-blame:
"Sister Xiaoyue, the little monster will never wake up again. I hate myself so much, why was I so confused!
I knew clearly that my parents had always been making things difficult for him, but not only did I not protect him well, I also abused and suppressed him time and time again.
Sister Xiaoyue, am I a jerk?" As she spoke, tears flowed uncontrollably, soaking Xiaoyue's clothes.
Xiao Yue hugged Mu Xiaoji tightly, feeling his sorrow, his eyes became red and tears couldn't help but flow down his cheeks.
She patted Mu Xiaoji's back gently, as if comforting a wounded child, and said softly: "Master, it's not like that, it's not your fault.
This is all because God likes to play tricks on people. He is jealous of the deep relationship between you, so he has created so many twists and turns."
But Mu Xiaoji was immersed in self-blame and couldn't extricate himself. He just muttered to himself: "Nothing can go back. I destroyed it all with my own hands..." He was in tears, and his sad cry seemed out of place in this bright courtyard.
Xiao Yue's gentle heart used the previous example to comfort Mu Xiaoji and tried to cheer him up:
"We can't give up. Master Jiang loves Choubao so much. Every time he fell asleep before, didn't he wake up because of Choubao's crying? He will definitely be able to wake up this time. He loves Choubao the most! He can't bear to leave Choubao."
At this moment, a sudden phone ring broke the sadness. Mu Xiaoji suddenly came back to his senses, and he knew that it might be the expected news.
He hurriedly let go of Xiao Yue, raised his hand and used his sleeve to wipe the tears from his face, his movements were flustered and anxious.
He took out his cell phone and saw that it was Director Xu calling. His hands couldn't help but tremble. He took a deep breath and answered the call. His voice trembled with nervousness and anticipation: "Director Xu, what's the result?"
On the other end of the phone, Director Xu's voice was helpless: "Mu Xiaoji, I'm really sorry, the prison administration department has different opinions, and I'm afraid there won't be a result today."
Mu Xiaoji's heart sank instantly, and he asked anxiously: "How could this happen? What went wrong?"
Director Xu comforted him, "Don't worry, wait a little longer, maybe there will be a turn for the better tomorrow."
Mu Xiaoji still did not give up: "Director Xu, what should I do next to achieve my wish?"
Director Xu was silent for a moment and then said, "I can only ask Jiang Hao to work harder and wait for my news." After that, there was only a busy tone on the other end of the phone.
Mu Xiaoji sat there holding his cell phone. The hope in his eyes dimmed instantly. The bright sunshine could not shine into his gloomy heart.
Xiao Yue squatted beside Mu Xiaoji, his face full of heartache, and took out a handkerchief with a faint scent of soapberry from his pocket. His movements were so gentle as if he was afraid of hurting him.
She carefully wiped away the remaining tears from the corners of Mu Xiaoji's eyes bit by bit, and comforted him softly: "Don't worry too much, there will always be a way."
Mu Xiaoji seemed not to hear it. His eyes flickered in panic, his brain worked frantically, and he kept muttering:
"No, I have to convince the prison administration department. Mouse mother can't wait. She doesn't have much time!"
The more he thought about it, the more anxious he became. He stood up suddenly, but his legs went weak and he fell back to the ground with a thump, his knees hurting.
Seeing this, Xiao Yue quickly reached out, picked up the cane next to him, held Mu Xiaoji's arm with his arm, and quickly helped him up.
After Mu Xiaoji stood firm, he hurried away and said anxiously, "Thank you, Sister Xiaoyue. Tell my parents that I'm going out. Don't wait for me for lunch."
After saying that, he quickly walked out of the backyard, his back full of anxiety and determination. Xiao Yue looked at the direction he left, his eyes full of worry, and silently prayed that everything would go well for him.