"Are you tired?" On the hill next to Yunding Liufeng, Qiongni changed into sportswear and came here with Yoqi, but seeing her absent-minded look, he asked with concern.
"It's okay." His face was still pale, and the contents of the email kept popping up in his mind.
The hands were clenched tightly, and the palms were already full of sweat.
"Are you feeling unwell?" He touched her forehead and then his own, and then said like a little adult.
She shook her head.
The little guy pouted and frowned at her. He didn't know what was going on in his head. He was probably thinking, women are such a troublesome thing.
"I'll show you a fun thing." She didn't realize how glorious it was to have her bad emotions affect a child, especially someone like Yoqi who seemed smart and innocent, but was actually very fragile inside.
's children.
As he spoke, he picked up the long grass next to him, and then folded it repeatedly in his hands.
"Hey, what is this?" He pointed to the gadget in Qiongni's hand.
"This is a grasshopper." Montpellier has one too.
"Ah!" The little guy opened his mouth and looked at her in disbelief. He didn't expect that a simple piece of grass could weave such a thing. It was so amazing, and it was far more interesting than the little animals he was looking for.
"Also, this is a puppy." These were taught by her father when she was a child. At that time, his father loved to take her around. Since the family had no money to buy toys, he used this simplest way to let her have a happy childhood.
"Wow." The little guy continued to shout in surprise.
"If you like it, I'll give it all to you." She said and gave him a few little things she made up.
"No." The little guy frowned and was unwilling to accept it. What was going on?
"You teach me." He said. It turned out to be like this, but he was quite eager to learn.
"Okay." Anyway, I am happy to have fun like this.
So she taught the little guy step by step how to make gadgets.
The little guy is very smart, and he learned how to make it up pretty well in a short time. Fortunately, someone saved his life, and he was lucky enough to meet Dieter. Otherwise, I really don’t know what would have happened to this child.
However, if it's good now, it will be good in the future, isn't it? She tried to get rid of the bad mood brought by the email.
She rested in the pavilion with her eyes closed, while Yochi continued to make up the little animals he imagined. Some were successful and some were unsuccessful. Just watch him keep studying there, looking very cute.
She was slightly confused and felt itchy on her hands.
Opening her eyes, she exclaimed and hurriedly pulled her hand back.
Little Jozy was frightened by her sudden movement and stood there watching her motionless.
It took a long time before she opened her mouth.
"Uh, I scared you." She clasped her left wrist with her right hand, trying to get rid of the awkwardness that had just opened.
Just now, Xiao Yueqi made a straw bracelet and wanted to put it on her hand. He had already put it on his right hand. In order to test the effect, he actually took off her big watch and tried to put it on her.
scar.
He stood there and realized that he had done something wrong.
His head bowed even harder. Just because he is naughty doesn't mean he is ignorant.
"It's really okay. Come on, put it on." She stretched out her hand and waited for the straw bracelet he had folded.
In fact, it's nothing, it's just a scar. Facing it calmly is just a superficial wound. If you can't face it, then you will only torture yourself.
"The bracelet is very beautiful. I like it very much. Why, you don't want to give it to me?"
Yue Qi stared at the scar on her wrist, still not moving.
"Is it ugly?" She raised her hand and put it in front of him.
He stood there and watched, wanting to move but never moving.
"Does it hurt?" he asked, seemingly after thinking for a long time.
"It doesn't hurt, it stopped hurting a long time ago." She looked at him with a smile, although he didn't quite believe it.
"Actually, many scars will slowly heal over time and won't hurt. As long as we don't think about how painful we were all day long, the scars will never heal." In this child's mind
Don't we also have such injuries?
"Look, aren't we very good now? No one comes to bully us, no one comes to disturb us, so we should be grateful and grateful to the people and things that make us happy, Jochi, even if something unhappy happens
, we all have to work hard to forget, as long as we remember joy and happiness." There should be a painful scar in Yochi's heart that has never been healed.
"So, Jozy, we have to try to forget those unhappy memories, no matter how much harm they have caused us. We have to learn to be strong and face everything bravely and look directly at them. In fact, it is not a big deal, because we still have
There are many people we love and people who love us.”
This was said to him as well as to herself. She was trying to tell herself to forget, forget those unhappy things, and be content now.
But why, I am still uneasy.
"Yeah." He nodded, as if he understood something. He was a smart kid, but it was impossible for him to digest these words for a while.
It takes time, take your time.
He picked up Qiao Ni's hand, and then carefully and gently kissed the scar on it, as if to calm her down.
She looked at him happily and gave him a warm smile.
It will be fine, everything will be fine.
.......
"Oh, Qiao, why are you back?" When she came down from the mountain with Yueqi, she found someone at home.
Bhikkhu, the illegitimate son of Professor Dieter who once saved him, oh, son.
As he spoke, he came up to give Joni a big hug.
But when she was only half a meter away, Qiongni was grabbed by a big hand and pulled away.
Someone came back weirdly early, and even weirder, stood in front of him.
It's just a polite hug, nothing serious, right?
"Oh." Bhikkhu looked a little embarrassed when his hug fell through.
"Bhikkhu, welcome here." Zhong Tianyou extended his hand in a 'friendly' greeting.
"Oh, thank you." Bhikkhu still looked like a big boy, wearing a loose T-shirt, fat jeans, and sneakers.
Looking at their appearance, Qiao Ni was speechless.
The bhikkhu came to pick up the newly arranged language school. Although he could not go back for the time being, his studies could not stop.
"Yoqi, you are going to school." She looked at him regretfully.
"No, I won't go." He said very unhappily, as if there was a kid in the school who could kill him.
"But if you don't go to school, you won't know a lot of things. There are a lot of fun things in school, which are much more fun than here." Slowly induced.
The little guy frowned, not believing it.
"Have you forgotten what you just said?" She looked at him.
Jozy lowered his head.
"But then I won't be able to see you every day." As soon as these words came out, everyone present was stunned.
I didn’t expect that the two former ‘enemies’ would now have such a good relationship.
Qiongni didn't expect it, even though this little guy was very attached to her recently.
"We will live in this world for a long time. It is impossible to have only one person all the time. Some people are passers-by in life. They will stay for a while and leave. No one will always be with you. Everything must be done by yourself.
You can't rely on anyone." It seemed that he had said too much today, but he felt that he had to say it.
"So, you should listen to the arrangements of those who care about you and go to school well."
The little guy nodded in understanding, no longer feeling the resistance he had just now.
During dinner, the little guy was chatting and laughing with Qiongni, completely forgetting the family rule of eating and sleeping without talking. It seemed that Qiaoni had forgotten that there was something else on her mind that made her very uncomfortable.
...
"What's wrong? I'm unhappy all night because of Yueqi." It was very late, and he saw her sitting on the sofa glumly, reading the book for a long time without turning the page, so he sat next to her.
"Ah." She was startled and trembled.
"What's wrong?" Will today's reaction be too big? Is there something wrong?
"No, it's okay." Her face was still a little pale.
"Are you feeling sick?" He touched her forehead.
"No, no, I'm fine." Her eyes were evasive.
"Not telling the truth." He began to impose punishment.
"No, I'm not in the mood today." She frowned.
"Are you pregnant?" The pregnant woman's mood is understandable.
"I'm not in the mood to joke with you." This joke is not funny at all. The contents of the email are all in her mind, making it difficult for her to face her calmly.
She is not a god and can accept everything calmly.
"Is it because Yue Qi is leaving and she's in a bad mood?" he said, playing with her straw bracelet.
She smiled and said nothing.
"You can let him come over to play often. If it's still not enough, let's work hard and have a baby ourselves." He took off the bracelet and looked at her hand and said.
She shrank back in reaction.
Because I always wear a watch, sometimes I don’t even take it off when taking a shower. This is the first time I show it directly in front of him.
"Don't move." He grabbed her wrist and looked at her carefully, with an incomprehensible expression.
"What's there to see?" To him, this injury was nothing.
"Does it hurt?" he asked her.
Qiao Ni was startled, not expecting that he would ask this question.
"It's been so long, why does it hurt?"
"But why, when I look at it, it hurts so much."
She opened her mouth to say something, but no words came out for a long time.
Her scar will hurt him.
But why can't he feel other people's pain at all?
God bless you, why can't you be more tolerant to others?
"God bless you, I love you." But I don't understand you either.
Until now, I still can’t see clearly who you are, your past, your experiences, your heart, everything.
Zhong Tianyou was startled, then kissed the wound on her wrist, moving up to her lips.
She slowly fell into his tenderness, not thinking about what she saw during the day, and just pretended that she hadn't seen it for the time being.
The two of them entangled tightly and tried their best, as if the end was coming and they wanted to enjoy this last joy.