"I personally taught him how to carve my name. The carving was crooked and the characters were wrong." Lingyin laughed thinking about the scene at that time. "At that time, the two of us liked to hide in this place the most. Here is
It is the quietest place in the bustling city. There are no strange eyes or unfair treatment. Our two children can breathe the air of this city freely.
"I still remember the afternoon when I carved these two names. It had just rained and there were very few people on the street, so we didn't get a penny from begging. He said it was raining and it was cold, and he wanted to hide from the rain, so we ran here.
Come, the surroundings are so quiet that only the clear sound of raindrops can be heard. He said he wanted to leave something here, so I suggested carving our names."
------------------Memories of Lingyin------------------
That afternoon, there were dense clouds, and the long and narrow path paved with bluestone slabs was filled with sparkling water.
Xiao Chu was sitting in the alley with his bare feet, the only place that could protect him from the wind and rain. He stood naughtily in the puddle, stepping on the water, and even stretched out his hand to let the water droplets drip from the eaves.
, drop by drop in his palm, he will laugh, smile happily.
"Keke, brother Ling, it's so fun."
"Xiao Chu, don't play with water, come here quickly, your hair will get wet, you will get sick." Being sick is a terrible thing, because there is no doctor to treat them, and there is no medicine to take, everything is left to fate.
Lingyin's voice was soft, but it conveyed an irresistible brotherly attitude.
Xiao Chu looked down at his feet soaked in the puddle in grievance, and his eyes fell back on his little arms. Finally, his sharp eyes looked at Brother Ling: "Just play for a while, okay? Brother Ling is the best."
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Little Master Lingyin pulled him over, stretched out his sleeves to wipe the water drops on his little face, and looked straight at him: "No, you will get sick. If you get sick, you will cry in discomfort."
Xiao Chu's eyes moved up and their eyes met: "I just want to play!"
Lingyin's eyebrows were slightly raised, which was a sign that he was angry. Xiao Chu was so frightened that he quickly lowered his head, preparing to receive his shocking lesson.
Lingyin just looked at her without saying a word. Of course he wasn't angry with Xiao Chu, but he couldn't let him do whatever he wanted. "Don't play with water. Brother Ling asked you to write your own name, okay?"
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"But I just want to play in the water."
Little Master Lingyin sighed and grabbed his shoulders, the force was a bit heavy and made him groan softly in pain.
"pain…"
"Is the pain uncomfortable? When you get sick, it will hurt even more, and your whole body will hurt."
"Xiao Chu, don't get sick, Xiao Chu is afraid."
He raised his head and met his gaze again. Those beautiful and pure eyes were bottomless, with a hint of grievance: "Xiao Chu wants to write Brother Ling's name, okay?"
"Well, okay, I'll teach you."
There was nothing else on him but a piece of wire. Lingyin used the wire as a pen. Holding Xiao Chu's hand, the two little guys poked deep lines on the wall, stroke by stroke.
"Xiao Chu, do you remember? This is my name. This is your name."
Xiao Chu was so happy: "Brother Ling, if we write our names together, we will never be separated. Touch it, it won't be erased."
Lingyin was also happy: "Yes, we wrote our names here and they will never be erased. We will never be separated. Brother Ling will always protect you."