Chi Xiuchuan accompanied Wen Shaoyang and stood near the balcony in the house.
He knew that his friend could not sit down at ease at this time, so he did not speak to persuade him.
Just stood quietly next to my friend.
But Wen Shaoyang couldn't stand it any longer, "Achuan, go sit down, they should take some time."
Seeing that Chi Xiuchuan had no reaction, he paused and then said, "I just want to stand."
"Well, I also want to stand."
Chi Xiuchuan replied warmly, but his expression showed determination.
The corners of Wen Shaoyang's straight mouth finally curved almost imperceptibly, and he said nothing more.
…
On the balcony, Xiao Xiao looked at the child who didn't know whether he didn't mind or didn't realize that there was only him and a stranger on the balcony now, and he didn't rush forward.
No, in the eyes of a child, there were not only the two of them on the balcony at this time, but also his friend, the little demon.
Xiao Xiao quickly thought of it.
This child was completely immersed in his world with the little demon and ignored everything outside.
Xiao Xiao couldn't help but wonder whether this child had discovered the existence of a living person like him.
Probably not?
This kid really only has eyes for his monster friends.
…
"Ah, it's snowing!"
"Little demon, it's snowing!"
The child shouted in surprise, his face turned to one side and he smiled happily, as if there was another figure in his eyes.
"..."
"Yeah, that's great."
"Little demon, when the snow stops, let's go build a snowman and have a snowball fight, okay?"
"..."
…
Xiao Xiao watched the child's every move, with clear eyes and a cheerful smile, just like an ordinary child who was inexplicably happy after seeing snow.
But maybe that’s why it’s so bad?
Because he knew he was awake, he believed what he saw more and more.
That's why I can't even listen to what others say.
Twelve-year-old children are already old enough to make their own independent judgments.
…
seeing is believing.
The little demon was right in front of him, why should he believe that it didn't exist?
His eyes clearly saw the little demon.
…
Xiao Xiao walked slowly to the child's side. He did not look at the child, but looked at the sky.
There was not a lot of falling snow, so it was a little less cold and a little more gentle.
The snowflakes traced a leisurely trajectory and drifted down.
The whole world has a bit more hazy illusion.
After a while, snowflakes floated on his head and body in the wind.
And on the face.
Xiao Xiao raised his face, enjoying the cold touch of snowflakes falling on his face.
...
Xiao Xiao waited until the conversation next to him came to an end, then turned around and looked at the child with sparkling eyes looking at the flying snow in the sky.
"Xiaoyuan."
The unfamiliar voice called his name, which obviously startled the child.
Seeing the child suddenly turning his head to look at him like a frightened child, his eyes full of defense and vigilance, Xiao Xiao raised the corners of his mouth slightly, with soft curves at the corners of his eyes and eyebrows, and his voice became a little softer, "I am you
Brother’s friend.”
"Brother's friend?"
The child repeated Xiao Xiao's words as if asking a rhetorical question, but the look on his little face relaxed a little. Apparently the word "brother" made him feel at ease.
However, the child seemed to have subconsciously changed his posture, opening his hands slightly in a protective posture.
Xiao Xiao pretended not to notice the child's movements. He slowly squatted down and looked at the child's eyes, "Well, my name is Xiao Xiao."
"Hello, Xiaoyuan."
"...Hello, my name is Wen Shaoyuan."
The child was obviously very well-educated, and he responded politely to Xiao Xiao's self-introduction.
Moreover, looking at the eyes of the stranger in front of him, the gentleness and smile made the child feel somewhat relaxed.
...
During this period of time, at home, they are the closest family members. What the children see most in their eyes are worry, helplessness, anxiety, anger, and many other emotions that they do not understand very well. Even if the Wen family tries their best to hide their eyes,
There are emotions in it, but the sensitive child is still aware of it.
The child feels very depressed and uncomfortable.
He doesn't know why he looks at him like that?
His emotions were also on the verge of exploding.
That slap from Father Wen became the last straw that crushed his emotions.
Father Wen, who had never hit him before or even spoken loudly to him, hit him. The child felt his face hurt, his eyes were extremely dry, and tears flowed down. He was confused and angry at the same time.
Why do they say he is sick?
Why do people say that little monsters don’t exist?
He is not sick!
The little demon is obviously by his side!
…
Later, Father Wen's softened attitude made him even more aggrieved.
He was stubborn and refused to forgive Father Wen.
He also didn't want to pay attention to his mother and brother who didn't want to believe him.
He didn't lie!
He is not wrong!
He obviously did nothing wrong!
…
Inexplicably, the child's tears flowed down.
In front of his family, a stubborn child is unwilling to admit defeat or show weakness. Doesn't that mean that he is wrong?
Even if his brother believed his words later, his parents also believed his words.
However, a child can occasionally detect looks that make him unhappy and depressed.
When he looked over in confusion, there was only pure confusion and a gentle smile. He didn't understand why?
But my heart inevitably cast a shadow.
…
The child's eyes were wide open, and tears were streaming down his face.
This person is a stranger, but he is my brother's friend.
His eyes were warm and made him feel at ease.
During this time, only the little demon made him feel relaxed.
He likes little demons very much.
However, every time he talked to the little demon, he could faintly sense an unusual atmosphere.
The child's innocent eyes were full of grievances and doubts, and he became more and more dependent on the little demon.
Even though the family seems to treat him the same as before, the child always feels that something is different.
The child is unwilling to ask why?
The child stubbornly believes that the family members are not good, and even though he is sad, he still pretends not to care.
But, it's really sad.
Even with the little demon comforting him, he was still sad.
Those were his parents and brother who always loved him and doted on him.
Why does everyone seem to be different?
…
Xiao Xiao was startled by the child's sudden tears, and then he saw the grievance and doubt in the child's eyes.
The child's eyes are always dark, clean and clear, without a trace of turbidity.
So once it is soaked in tears, it always becomes more and more pitiful.
Coupled with such straightforward emotions, Xiao Xiao sighed in his heart.
He reached out and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of the child's eyes, "Why are you crying?"
…
The child's expression was stunned, as if he was a little confused about Xiao Xiao's words.
He cried? Why did he cry? Why did he cry?
The child reached out and touched his cheek, feeling cold to the touch.