"Where have you been? Fighting?" Si Yan frowned. Ling Bosi's clothes were covered with dust, and there were cuts here and there. There were traces of blood on his wheat-colored face.
"Hey, those are not important, look at the birthday gift I prepared for you!" Ling Bosi raised his hands that he had clenched since entering the door in front of Si Yan, slightly loosened his fingers, and saw a furry little head.
Came out from inside
"Ah!" Si Yan was frightened and took a step back. When he took a closer look, he found that it was a cute little bird. There was a bunch of small yellow hairs on its small and exquisite head. It looked particularly smart.
The little bird seemed to be frightened by the lively crowd around him. His smart eyes were filled with panic. He turned his head and hurriedly retreated.
Why does it look familiar?
"I recognized it." Ling Bosi said with a bit of pride on his face, "When we went hiking a few days ago, you said this little bird was very cute. I spent a lot of effort to catch it. It's three meters tall.
What a tall tree, I climbed it many times before I could climb it.”
Si Yan quickly walked up to him and took his hand. Ling Bosi thought she liked her very much, so he handed the bird to her hand. The frightened bird flapped its wings uneasily in her hand. Ling Bosi was afraid
She was frightened and quickly stretched out her hand: "Hey, I'll hold it for you, I'm afraid it will peck you -"
"Pa—" Ling Bosi's hand was mercilessly slapped away. Si Yan hugged the little bird, with a trace of visible anger and accusation in his big watery eyes, "Ling Bosi, do you have any humanity at all? You are so small.
If you catch any little bird, do you know it will hurt?"
Although they don’t understand many things at a young age, girls are born with unspeakable maternal love for these cute little things, and they can’t help but feel soft when they see them, not to mention seeing them being grabbed by a boy without knowing the importance.
inside?
"I don't want to play with you anymore!" Si Yan said angrily, trotted to the window, put the bird down, and softly comforted him: "Baby, your parents must be worried when you suddenly disappear. You should go home quickly.
I promise no stinky guy will come to catch you again!"
The little bird chirped a few times and seemed to realize that it was free again. It flapped its wings twice and flew away.
After handling this matter, Si Yan turned around and wanted to teach Ling Bosi a few more words, but was frightened by his expression.
His eyes were wide open, as if he was trying hard not to burst out tears. His fists at his sides were clenched tightly. The veins on his arms were faintly visible. His eyes were already red, with a hint of injury and anger...
…still a little bit at a loss
"Si Yan!" he shouted, his eyes were red, like a wounded animal, his eyes were stubborn and fragile, "You know that the bird will be in pain, have you ever thought that it will hurt here too!"
He pointed at his chest and was already choking.
He didn't know what it meant, but he felt deeply and clearly that there was a dull beating in that part of his chest, with a faint tearing pain, dull, as if someone had pulled a nerve, and wanted to