Chapter 3423 Phone Number
"Why are you here?"
After feeling happy, the little boy asked doubtfully.
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"Come here if you have anything to do."
The mushroom-headed boy said simply.
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"oh oh."
The little boy accepted the mushroom-headed boy's reason without any doubt.
To him, it didn't matter why the mushroom-headed boy appeared here.
The important thing is...
He met the mushroom-headed boy again.
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The little boy is very happy.
After that spring outing, especially the feeling of being out of place in the class, the little boy missed the boy with the mushroom head.
The mushroom-headed boy reminded him of his big sister inexplicably.
He, his eldest sister and the mushroom-headed boy all felt like old friends at first sight.
He could clearly feel their kindness and love for him.
He... was really happy.
Because of them, he finally didn't have so much doubt about himself.
He's actually... not that bad.
Some people also like him.
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The little boy was very reluctant to part with us this time.
He wanted to leave the other party's contact information.
This was the first time he had the courage to ask someone for their contact information.
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But the mushroom-headed boy shook his head.
The little boy's heart skipped a beat.
The mushroom-headed boy... isn't he willing to give him his contact information?
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"I don't have any contact information for you."
The mushroom-headed boy said it bluntly.
The little boy was a little confused.
No?
But……
Wouldn't it be nice to have a phone at home?
In the little boy's mind, every house has a telephone.
besides……
Although he didn't.
But he knew someone in the class had a cell phone.
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"No."
The mushroom-headed boy shook his head.
"My situation is a little special."
The mushroom-headed boy spoke vaguely.
It's also honest in another sense.
After being stunned for a few seconds, the little boy suddenly came to his senses.
ah.
He thought of the situation at home.
he knows.
The situation in his family is different from that of many others.
He doesn't want to tell others about his family situation.
He doesn't want others to know...his parents don't like him that much.
Obviously...
The teacher said...
The love that parents have for their children is the most unrequited and pure love in the world.
He was very aggrieved.
The teacher is lying.
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Although it is a pity that the little boy no longer forces the mushroom-headed boy to contact him.
but……
He could still give the mushroom-headed boy his home phone number.
"Just remember it first."
"Whenever it's convenient for you to make a phone call next time, you can call me."
As the little boy spoke, he pulled the schoolbag from behind to in front of him.
He wanted to find a piece of paper and write his home phone number on it.
"wait for me a while."
"I'm looking for a piece of paper..."
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The mushroom-headed boy opened his mouth.
He seemed to want to say something.
But seeing the little boy looking through his schoolbag, he smiled and said instead.
"No need to look for paper."
"Just tell me directly."
"I remember it."
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"real?"
The little boy raised his head.
Then he shook his head.
"It's better to write it on paper."
What if you forget?
He did not have the mushroom-headed boy's contact information and had no way to contact the mushroom-headed boy proactively.
But the mushroom-headed boy has his contact details.
The mushroom-headed boy can contact him.
As long as one of the two of them has the other's contact information, the contact between them will not be broken.
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"I won't forget it."
Mushroom head boy guarantee.
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The little boy shook his head again.
No.
The teacher said that a good memory is not as good as a bad writing.
If you promise to remember it now, what will you do if you really forget it later?
It's better to write it down on paper to be safe.
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"found it."
The little boy took out his scratch pad.
He took out the pencil case again.
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The little boy quickly wrote his home phone number on the paper.
"Hiss~"
He tore out the paper with his home phone number from his scratch pad.
"Give."
He smiled and handed the folded note to the mushroom-headed boy.
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The mushroom-headed boy reached out and took it.
He opened the note and read it.
Soon, he put away the refolded paper.
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"I remember."
The mushroom-headed boy smiled at the little boy.
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"So fast?"
The little boy was a little surprised.
Seeing the mushroom-headed boy's confident look, he couldn't help but remind him with some worry, "You have remembered now..."
"Who knows if my head will suddenly get stuck later..."
Then it was forgotten.
"Don't lose this paper."
The little boy glanced at the mushroom-headed boy's right hand, which was clenched into a fist.
The piece of paper with his home phone number is there.
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"I see."
The mushroom-headed boy nodded.
"I won't lose it."
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With the mushroom-headed boy's assurance, the little boy felt relieved.
I wasn’t so reluctant to say goodbye to the mushroom-headed boy.
At least the mushroom-headed boy has his contact information.
As long as the mushroom-headed boy is willing, they will never cut off contact.
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It wasn't until the mushroom-headed boy's back disappeared from his sight that the little boy slowly looked back.
He froze in place for a while.
There was an uncontrollable smile on his face.
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Noticing someone coming, the little boy immediately lowered his head slightly and started running.
The corners of his mouth still maintained an upward arc.
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The little boy ran faster and faster.
He couldn't wait to share the wonderful reunion with his eldest sister.
He wants to tell his eldest sister...
Big sister is so awesome.
What the eldest sister said is absolutely right.
He really saw the mushroom-headed boy again.
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He ran into the open space in front of the building in the community.
The swing is empty.
Originally he was late for duty.
In addition, he had been chatting with the mushroom-headed boy for a long time just now.
It's already the beginning of the lights.
The street lights came on.
The afterglow of the setting sun envelopes the swing.
There was an inexplicable feeling of sadness.
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The aroma of food floats in the air.
Everyone went back to eat.
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The little boy stopped.
He pursed his lips.
The excitement and joy in my heart faded a bit.
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He turned and looked around.
I didn't see my eldest sister.
He held the schoolbag strap with both hands and kicked the ground with his feet.
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The little boy slowly walked to the swing.
sit down.
He lowered his head.
His feet hit the ground casually.
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The swing swayed slightly.
Make a slight sound.
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Um!?
The sudden movement of the swing made the boy panic and tighten his grip on the rope.
My heart skipped a beat.
He turned his head quickly to look.
The next second, the panic on his face turned into surprise.
"big sister!"
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"careful."
The woman supported the little boy who stood up in a hurry from the swing but failed to stand still.
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"hey-hey."
The little boy smiled sheepishly.
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Seeing his elder sister, all the inexplicable and unexplainable emotions that had arisen in the little boy's heart disappeared.
All that's left is happiness.
"big sister!"
This chapter has been completed!