"Why did he leave just as he said he was leaving?!"
The little boy was very dissatisfied with the other party's leaving without saying goodbye.
"He didn't even say goodbye to me!"
The little boy was quite angry.
He had an angry look on his face.
…
"But he gave you a nice song."
The child's father patted the child on the shoulder.
"Isn't this gift enough?"
…
Um……
The little boy tilted his head.
It seems...that's the case.
…
"Only Leilei has this gift."
The child's father smiled.
"Neither your mother nor I heard it."
…
hey-hey.
The child suddenly felt a little proud.
Yes.
Only he has it.
…
Seeing the child shaking his head in dismay, the woman shook her head in amusement.
It is indeed a child.
If you say it’s shameful, then it’s shameless.
Just laugh.
It becomes so fast.
…
"and……"
"Maybe you can meet again next time."
The child's father continued.
After all, we met twice.
So, meeting him a third time is not completely impossible.
Rather, I have encountered him twice in such a short period of time, and the third time may be in the near future.
"When we meet that time, Leilei can ask him why he left without saying goodbye last time."
In fact, the child's father is also a little curious about this.
They are all willing to play the pipa for this child -
certainly.
Both he and the child's mother probably guessed that the other party probably thought the child was noisy, so he "stopped" the child with pipa music.
Otherwise, who would play the pipa properly under the roof sheltered from the rain?
So thoughtful.
Very interesting too.
…
The children also met each other twice, and there was a "revolutionary friendship" of hiding from the rain together...
What should I say? It’s not an exaggeration for the other party to tell the child before leaving, right?
Could it be that the children are too immersed in the pipa music...
The other party was too embarrassed to disturb... so he left quietly?
…
And how did the other party leave?
Run into the rain by yourself?
Someone will come to pick you up?
If someone comes to pick you up...
This kid Leile should have heard some noise, right?
So you rushed into the rain by yourself?
Seeing that the rain was not getting lighter, you couldn't wait any longer, so you gritted your teeth and went home in the rain?
Is that so?
The man nodded.
I feel like I should have guessed pretty well.
…
But conjectures that have not been verified are just conjectures.
rather than facts.
The man is waiting for the day when his child will verify it for him.
It would be nice if he could see the boy with his child next time.
The man had a lot of curiosity about that boy.
He really wanted to see the real person.
Then, many of his curiosities can be solved.
…
"Um."
The little boy nodded.
His father's words reminded him.
yes.
There’s still another meeting.
Until next time we meet...
…
"……But……"
The old man smiled bitterly.
He looked up at the large patch of sky.
There was a hint of confusion in his eyes.
There was also a hint of slight regret that was not very obvious in my heart.
"no more chance."
…
"I only met that little brother twice."
"There is no third time."
The old man shook his head slightly.
"However, I was young at that time..."
"A child."
The old man grinned.
"There are new discoveries and new concerns every day."
"A few days have passed, and I have almost forgotten about that little brother."
It was just a chance encounter.
If that little brother hadn't been special enough and that pipa song was so beautiful, he wouldn't have remembered it to this day.
"Until today, I made a candy man according to your request..."
The old man turned to look at the young man beside him.
"My past memories suddenly came back to me."
"I remembered that long-ago story."
"Thank you, young man, for reminding me of this story."
"As people get older, they like to recall the past."
"I will be able to have new stories to remember from now on."
The old man grinned.
"I loved the experience."
"As my father told me at that time, my experience was like a plot in a fairy tale book."
"I will never have an experience like this again in my life."
"The kids will probably enjoy listening to it."
"I hope you like this story too."
The old man was a little embarrassed.
After dragging this young man along to talk for so long, if he doesn't like his story at all...
Wouldn't it be a waste of young people's time...
…
"I like."
Xiao Xiao curled up the corners of his mouth.
There is a bright smile in his eyes.
"It's a very special story."
…
"Yeah?"
The old man's eyebrows relaxed.
"As long as you like it."
…
"alright."
The old man stood up slowly.
…
Xiao Xiao stretched out his hand to help the old man up.
The little white fox jumped onto Xiao Xiao's shoulder.
The fluffy fox tail flashed past the old man's eyes.
…
"Thanks."
The old man thanks the young man.
Then he looked at the little white fox lying on the young man's shoulder.
"It turns out to be a little fox."
There was a hint of surprise in the old man's eyes.
"it's beautiful."
"It was lying in your arms without showing its face. I thought it was a puppy or a kitten."
"Little fox...it's rare..."
The old man sighed.
…
"Aren't you tired of holding me like this?"
the old man suddenly asked.
He just thought of it, if he remembered correctly...
This young man held the little fox for as long as he waited in line.
Small animals like little foxes, kittens, and puppies may not look big, but they are not made of paper. Your arms will become sore and numb if you hold them for a long time.
Just like holding a child.
The mother cannot hold her child for a long time.
It will be very tiring.
Otherwise, how could there be inventions like strollers?
Just to reduce the burden on my mother.
"I think some young people will carry a bag and put their pets in the bag..."
"Wouldn't it be a lot easier this way?"
…
"Um."
Xiao Xiao arched his eyebrows.
"I'm used to hugging."
"I don't feel tired at all."
"And, you saw it too."
"If I feel tired from holding him, he can rest on my shoulder."
…
"Too."
The old man smiled and nodded.
He just suddenly thought of this and talked to this young man about it.
As for how to do it, it's up to the young man to decide.
He, this strange, bad old man, cares so much about young people?
…
"Okay, I'm going to close the stall."
The old man smiled at the young man.
"I will set up a stall here during this period. If you want sweets, you can come over at any time."
"correct."
The old man's eyes lit up, as if he had thought of something.
"Wait me a moment."
The old man moves quickly.
After a while, a candy man was created.
It's a barefoot boy playing the pipa with his head down.
…
"give you."
The old man grinned.
He raised the candy man in front of the young man.
