"Mom..." Like a helpless child, I hugged my mother fiercely, eager to calm down my panic at this moment.
"I have a nightmare." Mom gently patted my back
"Mom, I'm afraid." I really want to know who the person in the dream is, why I am so attached to him, and why he left me.
"Good boy, it's okay. Promise mom not to think too much." Mom's tone was a little choked when she spoke, and her body was trembling slightly.
"But why...there was a person in the dream, I want to know" He disappeared, he disappeared into the air, why did he disappear?
My head hurts so much, it feels like my head has been torn in half alive, but I can't remember
"Do you listen to your mother?" My mother looked serious and spoke with a bit of heartache. She scolded me, her eyelashes wet with tears.
"Mom, I know I'm wrong. I just don't want to. Mom, please don't cry." After a long, long time, she finally cries for me and cares about me. How can I bear to make her sad?
No matter who he is! It’s just a dream, there’s no need to take it to heart
"Sunny day pig pig..." I was still holding my mother, and suddenly someone kicked in the door and threw me on the bed. His warm embrace almost strangled me.
"Qingqing, I miss you so much!" I finally turned my head and saw clearly Jinbao's face, which was red from the cold. I was kissed a few times by her cold little lips, and the greasy lip gloss burned a few times on my face.
mark
"Let... let go..." I haven't brushed my teeth or washed my face yet, but she has driven all the sleepiness away from me all night long.
"Don't let go, just feel free to be angry"
"Tong Jinbao, are you rebelling?"
"I miss you, but luckily you haven't forgotten me, otherwise I would have hated you."
"If you don't let go, I will pester you and bully you for the rest of your life."
"That's best..."
"Haha, you guys are playing! Auntie is going to cook." Jinbao and I were playing in a ball on the bed, and my mother smiled helplessly and walked out.
"Qingqing, what did Sister Han say? Auntie? Cooking?" Jinbao was stunned for a moment, a little confused as to what the middle-aged woman who ordered her to call herself Sister Han was doing.
Indeed, if I hadn’t remembered her childhood, I would have doubted whether she could cook.
"Huh? Wang" I finally escaped from Jin Bao's trap. Just when I sat up and wanted to take revenge, I suddenly found Wang standing by quietly looking at me. She looked at me in a daze, and even I called her.