The little boy's heart skipped a beat when he noticed the footsteps of someone approaching behind him.
He quickly made way for the person behind him.
He is an old man who looks a bit fierce.
…
He lowered his head.
He didn't dare to look at the old man walking past him.
He wants to leave.
I feel unwilling again.
After faintly hearing the sound of opening and closing the door, he took steps.
…
He arrived at the doorstep of a home he was very familiar with and had lived in for more than ten years.
He didn't come close.
Just stood on the steps and watched.
…
Um?
He heard footsteps coming up again.
He was a little flustered.
He pulled the schoolbag behind him.
He looked like he was looking for something.
…
The footsteps are getting closer.
He secretly looked at the other person from the corner of his eye.
He didn't see the face.
But it can be seen from the other party's clothes that the other party is a woman.
…
The other party walked past him without stopping.
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He heard the sound of a key being inserted into the lock.
He slowly raised his eyes.
Next second-
He was stunned.
…
The other person is opening...the door to his house.
…
but……
Who is this aunt?
….
The other party quickly entered the house and closed the door.
The little boy looked stunned.
…
The little boy returned home a little dejected.
At the dinner table, he struggled for a long time.
Still haven't asked the doubts in my heart.
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In the evening, grandpa had already gone to bed to rest.
Grandma noticed that the light in his room was still on and came over to take a look.
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The little boy had a hard time concentrating because he was always thinking about the stranger entering his house.
The efficiency of doing homework is a bit low.
Junior high school is no better than elementary school.
When he was in elementary school, he could finish all his homework at school.
But the academic work in junior high school is much heavier.
Even though he was in a hurry at school-
certainly.
It also has something to do with his poor condition during this period.
He failed to finish all his homework at school.
…
Just like just now, he was always doing homework, and the thoughts in his mind went nowhere.
When I came back to my senses, a lot of time had passed by unconsciously.
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Grandma couldn't help but frown slightly when she saw the little boy spreading his homework all over the table.
"There's still a lot of homework?"
…
"No."
The little boy shook his head hastily.
"It will be done soon."
"Just a little bit left."
…
"OK."
Grandma smiled.
"Come on."
"Grandma will make you a cup of milk."
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"Thank you grandma."
Watching his grandma leave, the little boy fell into a fierce battle between heaven and man.
Wait for a good opportunity...
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The little boy held the hot milk that his grandma had made for him and drank it in sips.
The milk is a little hot.
After drinking it, it feels a bit like ironing.
…
"Grandma went to rest."
The grandma watched her grandson drink milk for a while and then left.
…..
"grandmother!"
Seeing that the old man was about to leave, the little boy was anxious and called out directly.
It is the behavior of the mouth that is faster than the brain.
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Faced with grandma’s inquiry...
The little boy took a deep breath.
The heat of the milk blurred his eyes.
He stared down at the milk in the cup.
The mouth opened and closed, and finally a sound came out.
"Milk, grandma..."
"I…..."
"I left something at my previous home..."
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The little boy holds his breath.
…
Grandma frowned.
"what?"
"Is it important?"
"If it's not important... forget it."
"That room has been rented out."
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"Rented out?"
The little boy suddenly looked up.
A look of surprise.
…
"Um."
Grandma nodded.
"Your parents don't want to continue living there."
"If I don't rent it out, will it be empty?"
"They actually plan to sell that house..."
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The little boy could no longer hear what his grandma was saying.
He only knows...
His former home is no longer there...
No.
In fact, after his parents divorced and he moved to his grandparents' house, his former home was no longer there.
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"You haven't said what it is yet."
Grandma has a good memory.
she asked.
"Is it something important?"
"How come it takes so many people to remember?"
…
yes.
So many days.
The boy smiled and shook his head.
"It's nothing important."
"Since the house has been rented out, forget it."
What else can I do?
Maybe that phone number is no longer there...
Thinking of this, the little boy couldn't help but hesitantly asked, "Um...is your home phone still there?"
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"Telephone?"
Grandma was surprised.
"Landline?"
The old man's response was quick.
"No more."
…
really.
The little boy was not surprised to hear the news.
…
"The number has also been canceled..."
Grandma said nonchalantly.
…
The number has also been canceled...
"Then they won't be able to get in?"
The little boy murmured.
so……
Could it be that the mushroom-headed boy actually called him many times?
But it is always in a state of being unable to get through...
….
"That is."
"The numbers have all been canceled..."
Grandma's voice paused.
Then he said, "But after so much time has passed, maybe someone else has chosen this number."
"Then this number can actually be reached."
…
ah?
The little boy was startled.
That's it...
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"how?"
Grandma guessed something.
"Did you give your friend your home phone number?"
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"Um."
The little boy nodded.
…
"Then do you have his home phone number?"
grandma asked.
Generally speaking, since the other party has the little boy's home phone number, then as a courtesy, the other party should also give the little boy his home phone number -
Um?
Grandma was stunned.
She saw her grandson shaking his head.
…
"No."
The little boy pursed his lips.
He didn't have the mushroom-headed boy's contact information.
…
"No?"
Grandma was surprised.
"How could you not?"
"You just gave someone your home phone number, but didn't ask for his home phone number?"
Isn't this... a bit strange?
Grandma smiled bitterly.
Her silly grandson.
…
The little boy lowered his eyes.
But that's the truth.
Although it is slightly different from what grandma described.
It's not that he didn't ask the mushroom-headed boy for his contact information.
He wants it.
But the other party rejected him.
The reason was not made clear to the other party at the time.
He didn't care either.
As a result, I am a bit stunned now.
He had some regrets.
No.
Not some.
It's a lot.
He should have persisted then.
Ask the other person for their contact information...
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Grandma shook her head with some regret.
"Then there's nothing we can do."
"...Isn't he a classmate of yours in school?"
Grandma still wants to confirm.
However, she also knew that if they were classmates in the same school, there would be no previous conversation between her and her grandson.