My Death God Roommate

Sang Tong leaned back in the chair and sighed helplessly.

What Mu Rong said is very reasonable, and the Special Incident Handling Bureau also stipulates that no one shall disclose the existence of the Handling Bureau unless there are very special circumstances.

The pro-emotional approach does not work, what should I do?

Mu Rong was very pleased that Sang Tong had listened to her advice and returned to his seat to think.

If I were those kids...

Mu Rong's inspiration flashed, and a sign of suspension of business was hung up.

"Sang Yu, can you do me a favor?"

"You said."

"Please go buy some fairy tale books, and buy some sweets and other snacks that children like to eat."

"it is good."

Sang Tong asked: "What are you?"

"Let's try to coax the children!"

"Alright, I will go with Yuwaer."

After the Sang's sisters left, Mu Rong folded up the children's services and toys. She twisted paper quickly, but was very serious.

When the two sisters came back with big bags and small bags, there was already a pile of finished products in the shop.

There are all kinds of paper-tied children's clothing, toys, airplane and car balls that boys like, and dolls that girls like.

Mu Rong was tying a beautiful hairpin, and he didn't lift his head when he heard the door opened: "Sangtong, can you hire a car to pull all these things over, let's try again tonight."

"Okay, I'll call Zhang Jiajia."

Mu Rong put the iron buckets used for burning paper products in the backyard on the car, and when it was completely dark, he burned the paper products, candy and fairy tale books in front of the building.

The body was placed in the car, the burned things were put into a big bag and dragged into the building.

Today is the night of the full moon, and the young spirits who were broken up by them last time will also be "resurrected". It is a good time to make peace with these children.

As soon as the three of them stepped into the lobby of the mall, with a "swish", the leading child they had seen before stood in front of them.

The boy took the little girl in the yellow dress and looked at them blankly.

After a while, other children also appeared one after another, some of them had sharp weapons in their hands and looked bad.

"You two wait for me here, lest you get hurt."

Mu Rong tried his best to show a friendly smile, dragged a bunch of gifts, and walked slowly towards the leading boy.

When the other party showed a little alert, Mu Rong would stop, put his hands behind him, and coaxed softly: "Sister is not malicious, don't be afraid, you see I brought good things to you."

Until the children's expressions stretched, Mu Rong would continue to move forward. He stopped and walked and finally came to the boy.

Mu Rong squatted down, looking level with the boy.

Sang Yu squeezed a sweat for Mu Rong. The murderous behavior of these children was vividly visible. She worried that Mu Rong would be in danger.

Fortunately, Yang Jian's sharp weapon couldn't hurt her, so Sang Yu was a little relieved.

Mu Rong put a lollipop in his palm, flattened his palm and raised it in front of the boy: "This is candy, it's delicious. Would you like to try it?"

The boy stared straight at Mu Rong, without a trace of blood on his face, his eyes were cold, he didn't even blink.

Such expressions appeared on the faces of teenagers, both inconsistent and frightening.

But in Mu Rong's heart, there was another feeling: if they had no accident, it would be the old and the young, and while taking responsibility, they also enjoyed the best family happiness.

Parents are still alive and young, and children are ignorant of the need to rely on them, instead of staying at the same age as a child forever.

With a "pop", the boy opened Mu Rong's hand heavily, and the candy fell on the ground: "You are a bad guy, we don't want your things!"

The boy's strength was very strong, even far beyond the strength of an adult. It was painful to hit Mu Rong, but she resisted it and did not show it.

"Don't like this? I brought a lot of gifts, let's look at the others, okay?"

Mu Rong shook the bag and put the gifts for the children in front of the boy one by one, watching the changes of the children.

The effect is gratifying, many children have dropped their sharp weapons, their eyes lingering on toys or food on the ground.

The leading boy also loosened a bit and glanced at the green jeep from time to time. The little girl next to her had long been attracted by the doll. Had it not been for the boy, she would have picked up and played with it.

Mu Rong took out an exquisite red hairpin with a beautiful bow, and put it on the girl's head under the boy's gaze: "Sorry, the older sister hit you a few days ago. She didn't mean it, I I apologize to you for her and give this card to you. Shall we make up?"

The girl pointed to the doll: "I want that!"

Mu Rong smiled and put the doll in the girl's arms: "Give it to you."

The girl took out the held hand, put her on tiptoes and put her arms around Murong's neck, and said sweetly in her ear: "Thank you sister."

Then he held the doll in front of the leader boy, and said cheerfully, "Brother~ don't you think this doll is pretty!"

Mu Rong felt very uncomfortable, that group of dark shadows was so conscientious that he had the idea of ​​hitting a child, and he is still at large.

Mu Rong picked up the jeep model again and held it in front of the boy: "This is for you. Shall we also make peace?"

The boy hesitated, but could not conceal the desire in his eyes.

"Take it, all the kids have it, as well as clothes candy and fairy tale books."

The boy took the jeep and said softly: "Thank you."

Seeing that the boy had accepted Mu Rong's kindness, the children behind them had long been unable to bear it. They threw away their sharp weapons and surrounded Mu Rong.

"I want that little tank."

"Can you give me this sword?"

"I want a ball."

...

Surrounded by the middle, Mu Rong seemed to be the most popular existence. The child’s request was responsive. When two children liked the same toy, Mu Rong would call the leading boy and ask him to make a ruling. .

The boy is like a little adult, but all the children listen to him very much. For the children who have not been assigned this toy, Mu Rong will give a similar one and a handful of candies.

Things quickly separated. The children sat quietly on the ground, gathered in twos and threes, and shared the new toys in their hands. It was like a children's playroom.

Sang Yu's gaze never left Mu Rong. She couldn't help but recall the first meeting with Mu Rong: Mu Rong's words and demeanor were modest and courteous, but exuded a breath that turned away thousands of miles away, full of mystery.

Who would have thought that such a person would have such a tender side.

The sister of the lead boy changed into a sky blue dress and turned around in front of a few friends.

The girl smiled happily after receiving compliments from her friends.

She picked up a fairy tale book and hurriedly ran to Mu Rong: "Big sister, can you tell us a story?"

"it is good."

Sitting cross-legged, Mu Rong read stories to the children.

The girl snuggled in her brother's arms, her eyelids getting heavier and deeper, and she muttered, "Brother, I'm sleepy."

"Brother coax you to sleep, OK?"

"Ok."

The boy patted the girl lightly and hummed a lullaby.

Sang Tong's inspiration flashed, making Sang Yu stand still and ran out in a hurry.

More than ten minutes later, a lullaby was played on the radio in the lobby.

Dozens of children, listening to the melodious melody, their eyelids grew deeper and deeper, and they all fell asleep.

...

Zhang Jiajia's special car took Mu Rong and Sang Yu to the gate of the community. Sang Tong asked them to go back first. She had something to talk to Zhang Jiajia.

After solving a major event, the two felt extremely relaxed.

Sang Yu frequently turned his head to look at Mu Rong, with an arc of joy on his lips: "How did you come up with this method?"

"It's a mistake. After my mother passed away, I lived in the orphanage for a long time. Because of my special situation, I went out of the orphanage to society at the age of eighteen, and no family adopted me. I remember that when I was a child, older couples often came together and brought a lot of toy snacks and children's books to us, and then took away their favorite children."

Mu Rong's voice was very soft and calm. Hearing these words in Sang Yu's ears was a different feeling.

Sang Yu was a little distressed, but didn't know how to comfort, so she could only say softly, "I'm sorry."

"Why do you apologize? It’s okay. I don’t want to be adopted. So every time someone comes, I deliberately behave badly. I don’t accept their gifts and don’t answer, but I want those in the mall Children should like it. Although they are not complete, they are still children."

Sang Yu suddenly stopped and summoned the courage to give Mu Rong a hug. Mu Rong subconsciously made a push away, and Sang Yu tightened his arms: "If only I could get to know you sooner."

Mu Rong's body loosened: "It's not too late to meet now."

...

One month later, Jiajia New Matt reopened.

The interior decoration of the mall has not changed much, except that there are many children's statues in the lobby on the first floor.

There are dozens of them surrounded by wooden fences.

The statues are lifelike, the children sit on the ground in different poses, and everyone has a toy in their hands, full of innocence.

The style of the mall has also changed. Before the renovation, the radio broadcasted relaxing piano music, and after the renovation, it became a single loop lullaby.

Few people noticed this subtle change, but it hurt the employees in the mall. They listened to a drowsy melody every day.

The employees in the mall speculated that their manager Zhang is likely to be a mother, and this commercial building was built by her child, so it is full of childishness.

Since then, there have been no customer complaints about "uneven ground" in the mall, and no employees have noticed that a large number of goods have been artificially moved.