Scum Male’s Whitewashing Manual

Zhao Xi hastily walked on the school road. She had been working very hard for one year. Now she has to go to school. She can only take care of the babysitter. Fortunately, when the parents died, they left the money. Zhao Xi’s only one, his brother. Quanquan has always kept it, and he plans to wait for him to grow up for him.

Originally, a little girl who needed parental protection grew up a little after experiencing her parents' death and becoming a mother.

Thinking of the children at home, she continued to walk faster and walked away, but she heard familiar names in her ears.

"Is the white teacher really the arsonist? No, he usually looks so gentle."

"Really, I saw him being taken away. The whole teacher Bai was like an old circle. If he didn't have any resistance, he was taken away."

"Why is that why? ... the good end, what does the white teacher want to arson, he usually does not look normal?"

"I don't know, anyway, Bai is acknowledging it, but I didn't say it..."

Zhao Xi stayed in the footsteps and watched the two girls joking and leaving.

She closed her eyes and hid the tears in her eyes, and kept going forward under her feet.

But the spirit is still smashed.

Bai Yumu, he really wants to kill his own children...

"Be careful--"

Someone was reminding her later that Zhao Xi had been stunned for a second because she was thinking about Bai Yumu. She actually went to the stone on the lakeside of the school and watched it fall.

"what……"

The body tilted down because of inertia. Zhao Xi’s heart flashed in a flash of horror. The lakeside of the school was always surrounded by railings. Only this stone was too high.

And she can't swim.

There are couples chatting around the lake, and they are reminding Zhao Xi. When they saw this scene, they all stood up and ran to the other side.

The sound of the imaginary water did not ring.

The girl standing on the stone maintains the forward movement of the body, a little bit, slow, and puts the foot on the ground.

"Heaven..." The girl in the couple covered her mouth. "She is practicing dance, and the balance is really good."

Zhao Xi’s feet stood firm, but his body was stiff.

She could feel that there was something behind her, pulling her clothes, and pulling her back a little bit.

Obviously can't see, but Zhao Xi knows.

That is her rhubarb.

"Rhuh, is that you..."

She trembled and asked, then, feeling the cold hand, gently licking the animal's tongue.

Just like before, when she was uncomfortable, the same was true for rhubarb. The armpit was at her feet, and her hand was comforted with a moment.

"Rhubarb, Rhubarb..."

The couple underneath looked confused and looked at Zhao Xi’s lower body and wept.

"How did she cry? Didn't she fall?"

"Is it scared? You go up and comfort."

"I am a man, how can this be so comforting, you are still almost up..."

"That line, I am going up... Hey, man?"

***

Zhao Xi can feel that the rhubarb is walking in front, although he can't see it, but it must be looking at himself with a beautiful apricot eye.

Zhao Xi followed up, she could not see, and could not hear, but she knew that rhubarb was in front.

I walked up to a small street, because it was noon now, there was no shade on the street, and Zhao Xi saw a small box in front of it, which made a screaming whisper.

She ran quickly and saw that there was a puppy inside. It looked very small, and even the milk was not broken. It was crawling and screaming.

This is a milk dog that has been discarded. The most important thing is that its color is yellow.

Zhao Xi shook hands, his fingertips fell on the milk dog, as if he felt the touch of the person, the milk dog whispered in a small voice.

Innocent, like the cry for help.

"You should have guessed how the rhubarb died."

A faint magnetic sound rang behind him, Zhao Xi with tears, slowly turned and saw the handsome man in a robe.

Her lips twitched slightly, and she said, "It’s white."

"Guess the right half."

Wei Mingyan’s hand stroking the crutches without hesitation, squinting and looking at the little life that was placed in the box.

"When you were eight years old, Rhubarb came to your home, stayed with you, and grew up with your brother. In your eyes, he is a friend. In his eyes, you are all children who need to be guarded."

"On that day, your brother fell into the water, and the rhubarb jumped in to save it. When he wanted to go ashore, he was knocked down by Bai Yumu with a bamboo pole."

Zhao Xihong looked at the eyes and clenched his fists. "And I thought it was Bai Yumu who saved the spring."

"I appreciate him, treat him well, treat him like a benefactor."

"Rheum, obviously he saved the spring..."

In Wei Ming’s words, the yellow dog shook his tail and carefully wandered around the owner, trying to comfort her.

- Don't cry, rhubarb doesn't hurt.

- Don't be sad, Quanquan is good, rhubarb is happy.

He can't talk, he can only whisper in a low voice, trying to pick up the master's hand.

"It's all my fault. I shouldn't believe in Bai Yumu. I shouldn't bring him home. Or else, rhubarb won't..."

"Although it is not your fault, you also need to make up."

"Do you see the dog behind? He is rhubarb."

Zhao Xi’s eyes lit up a little.

"rhubarb……?"

She looked back in surprise and incredulously, looking at the little milk dog squirming into the box. "He is, is it rhubarb?"

Wei Mingyan watched as he was shaking his tail, looking up at the owner's yellow dog, and lie on his face: "Yes, he is rhubarb."

"He can't bear to leave you."

Excessive words did not say, but Zhao Xi himself can already think of it.

Her rhubarb, come back to find her.

The girl carefully picked up the so-called milk dog in the box, her face full of hope for the future.

What white nursery, what child father, all were thrown behind the head.

This time, she must protect the rhubarb well.

"Thank you, thank you."

Looking at the girl gently holding the milk dog to leave, Wei Mingyan looked at the yellow dog around him.

"You are also a liar. You can't reincarnate. You still lie to her, that is you."

"Repent for them not to go back?"

The yellow dog shook his tail and screamed.

No regrets.

He is a dog, a dog, and he wants to protect his master.

"Row!"

Wei Mingyan reached out and touched the head of the yellow dog. "If you don't reincarnate, don't reincarnate. I will open the back door for you. When Zhao Xi is up, you will send her."

"Wang!"

The yellow dog is happy, shaking his tail cheerfully, and following the road, he runs away a little.

"Go, take you to the theater."

"It should be, a big show."

***

Bai Yumu was shut up. There is no death sentence in China, but his crimes are enough to be dead.

He now has almost no feelings about the outside world.

Every minute, every second, whether it is closed eyes or blinking, can recall that his mother disappeared a little.

It is obviously his fault.

It is he who can't help but die. It is his own mother who killed his mother. He is carrying the debt of killing the mother.

But in the end, it was the victim's mother who killed his debt for him.

In order to protect him, not to reincarnation...

Twice a day, every time, it is painful...

She is looking forward to becoming a good, kind and good person. She has been huddled in the hut for more than ten years until she disappears. She still feels that her son is a good person...

Such a woman, no, disappeared...

No, I can't see it...

The snoring of the cane was from far to near, and Bai Yumu looked at the ceiling with no eyes. Under the night, a man in a robe appeared in front of him.

The yellow dog sat on the ground and looked up at Wei Mingyan.

"Actually, eighteen layers of hell, only human beings, you know why?"

The man stretched out the slender hand, gently touched the yellow dog, and brought a faint smile on his lips. "Because the people who really need hell, the next moment of death will be torn apart by the debtors around them, not at all. There will be a chance to go to hell."

"So, **** is in the world..."

He stood under the moonlight, smiling slightly, his eyes full of gentleness, and the beautiful facial features looked good in the meager light.

Looked at Bai Yumu's eyes, but it is no different from evil spirits.

"Dr. drowning, twice, being crushed by the pliers, avoiding inevitable, once, burning, twice, now, it is time for you to pay back debts..."

He will be drawn into a deep dream, where the pain is real, the damage is real, and the water is repeated, the body is broken, and the fire is burned.

You can't live, you can't die.

Until the end of life, the moment the soul came out, it was torn into pieces by the suffocating air around it.

This is the real, hell.

"Want to see it?"

"Wang Wang Wang!"

"I don't want to see it too. Such a thing is too polluting. Go, I will show you my little granddaughter."

***

Wei Jin took her daughter-in-law just after she was discharged from the hospital today. Because of her father's request, they moved back to their homes. When the niece diaper was washed and the floor was being mopped, the door of the house opened.

He looked up in confusion and looked at his father holding a rope.

One of the ropes was in the hands of Wei Mingyan, and the air was floating in the air.

"Dad? What are you doing?"

"Can't you see it?"

Wei Mingyan untied the rope to the yellow dog and licked his head. "I have a dog."

"dog……"

Wei Jin looked at his father's hand touching the air in midair, and looked at the empty half of the rope. The hand was soft and the mop fell to the ground.

"Forget it, the next time I still don't have a rope, anyway, no one can see you, no fine."

Qian Miao was teasing her daughter and saw her husband coming in. He whispered, "Is Dad coming back? I heard him say that he has raised a dog."

"Yes, yeah."

Weijin pulled out a smile, "Dad raised a dog..."

"Dad is really like cats, dogs and dogs at this age. Hey, I have a classmate who runs a pet store. I call her to buy something for a dog toy. The dog is most loyal and has a special Can protect the Lord..."

"No need to."

Looking at the eager wife, Wei Jin smiles more and more stiff.

"That dog, a bit special."

"Special? Variety? It won't be Tibetan mastiff..."

"Variety, variety..."

Wei Jin couldn't tell, he didn't even see the shadow of the dog, where to know what variety to go.

Wei Mingyan led the rhubarb from the door: "The breed is a **** dog."

"Idiot, I went out for a few days, you are optimistic about my granddaughter, Qian Miao, I invited a babysitter, come here this afternoon."

"Ah? Dad, where are you going?"

"heaven."