If you don't get slapped in the face, you will be "slapped"

Little Angel International Kindergarten No.13 Story Speech Competition.

Behind the stage, the handsome and soft Wang Ziling is preparing for a speech.The chubby Qin Hao who sneaked over from his seat asked him nervously: "Prince, why didn't your mother come to accompany you? Are you not afraid?"

Wang Ziling was dressed in a glittering European-style princely suit, with an exquisite crown on his head, a golden cloak on his back, and a beautiful and lifelike saber at his waist.He raised his head and replied confidently: "I'm not afraid at all without my mother's company."

Qin Hao looked at him with special admiration: "Then, that prince, I will cheer you on from the stage."

"Ma'am, I will also cheer for you!" Huo Long, who didn't know when he came running, raised his head.

"..." Wang Ziling ignored him, but raised the little swallow puppet in his hand to Qin Hao, "If I get No.1 in the competition, you have to agree to my request."

"I..." Before Qin Hao could reply, the host teacher on the stage had already called Wang Ziling's name.

"Thank you for the wonderful story told by No. 5 contestant He Yuhan. Next, our No. 6 contestant, Wang Ziling from the fifth class, will take the stage to lead us into another wonderful and moving fairy tale world."

After Wang Ziling came to the stage, Huo Long pulled Qin Hao's clothes and asked curiously: "Qin Xiaopang, do you have any secrets with Lingling? Why are you and Lingling so close?"

"..." Qin Hao didn't want to talk to him, turned around and walked towards his seat.

"Hey! Qin Xiaopang, tell me." Huo Long followed unwillingly and said, "I'll give you my favorite Autobot. Really, it's super fun, as long as you..."

"Xiaohao, Longlong~ You two are not allowed to run around." The homeroom teacher who came back from patrol rubbed their little heads, "And keep quiet, Lingling from our class is telling stories on stage. "

"Okay, teacher."

"Oh, I see."

Wang Ziling first put his left hand behind his back and his right hand on his lower abdomen to the audience, bowed like a gentleman, and then began to say: "Hello, teachers, classmates, judges and parents, I am Wang Zi from the fifth class. The name of the story brought is "The Happy Prince", and the story happened in England a long time ago——

In the middle of a beautiful city, there is a statue of a prince standing high on a tall stone pillar.His whole body was studded with thin gold leaves, bright sapphires were his eyes, and there was a long saber at his waist, and a huge shining red gemstone was embedded in the hilt.

The world really admired him, and named him the Happy Prince.

A wise mother said to her little boy who cried for the moon, "Son, why can't you be like the Happy Prince? The Happy Prince never cried for anything."

A dejected man gazed at the remarkable statue and murmured, "I'm glad there are such happy people in the world."

"He looks like a holy and upright angel," said an orphan walking out of the church wearing a bright red cloak.

Everyone is full of love and longing for the Happy Prince.

One night, a lonely little swallow flew over the city (Wang Ziling took out the swallow hand puppet hidden behind his back and said while gesticulating), he and his partners got lost, and he wanted to fly to the city as soon as possible. Egypt to join them.

Little Swallow has been flying all day, tired and hungry, he needs to find a place to spend the night in the city.Just then, he saw the statue of the prince on a tall column.

"I'll spend the night there," cried the Swallow cheerfully, "it's a fine place, full of fresh air." So he settled down between the Happy Prince's feet.

"Wow~ I have a bedroom made of gold." Swallow looked around happily, thinking he had found a good place to spend the night.But just as he was about to sleep with his head under his wings, a large drop of water fell on him.

"It's unbelievable!" he exclaimed in surprise, "there is no cloud in the sky, and the stars are clear and bright, yet it is raining. Why?"

Then another drop fell.

The swallow was a little upset, and he said: "A beautiful statue can't even block the rain. What's the use? I'd better find a chimney to make a nest!"

He decided to fly away from here.

But before he could spread his wings, the third drop of water fell again. He looked up and saw——

Ah!

What did he see?

The Happy Prince's eyes were full of tears, and the tears ran down his golden and beautiful cheeks, and the little Swallow felt pity at once.

"Who are you?" He asked the other party.

"I am the Happy Prince."

"Then why are you crying?" asked the Swallow again. "Your tears have wet my feathers."

"When I was alive with a heart," said the statue slowly, sadly, "I didn't know what tears were, because I lived in a palace of ease, a place where sorrow cannot enter, Everything around me is so beautiful, so I have been living such a happy and carefree life until I die.

And now that I'm dead, they've set me up here so high that I can see all the ugliness and poverty of my own city, and though my heart is made of lead, I can't help weeping. "

"In the distance," continued the statue in a low, melodious voice, "in a side street in the distance lived a poor family. A window was open, and through it I could see a woman sitting at a table. Her A tired face with a thin face and a pair of rough red hands full of needles. She is a seamstress who must make enough clothes to live. And in a bed in the corner of the room she lies sick The child. The child had a fever, but his mother gave him nothing but a few mouthfuls of river water, so the child kept crying."

"Swallow, Swallow, little Swallow, would you take the ruby ​​off my sword hilt and give it to her? My feet are fixed on this base and I cannot move."

"But my companions are waiting for me in Egypt," said the Swallow, "and they may be flying up and down the Nile now, very happy."

"Swallow, Swallow, little Swallow," the prince begged, "are you really unwilling to spend the night with me and be my messenger? That child is too pitiful."

"But I don't like children at all, they always throw stones at me." Swallow answered in a difficult way, but the happy prince's sad face made him feel uncomfortable, and he couldn't refuse the prince, "Well, although it's too cold here , but I am willing to be your messenger and spend the night with you."

"Thank you, little swallow," the prince finally smiled.

So the swallow took the huge ruby ​​from the prince's sword (on the stage Wang Ziling used the swallow puppet to take off the fake gem inlaid on his own sword), held it in his mouth, crossed the roofs of the city, and went to the distance. fly away.

He flew over the top of the cathedral tower and saw the white marble statue of an angel above it.

He flew over the palace and heard the singing of dancing.

He flew across the river and saw that at last he came to the poor man's house and looked inside.

The feverish child tossed and turned in bed, and the mother was fast asleep because she was so tired.He jumped into the room, and placed the great ruby ​​on the table by the woman's thimble, and then he flew softly round the bed, fanning the child's forehead with his feathers. "I feel so cool," said the child, "I must be getting better." After speaking, he fell into a deep and sweet dream.

the next day.

"Today I must go to Egypt." Swallow flew back to the fast prince and said, "If it is too late, it will be too late."

"Swallow, Swallow, little Swallow," said the Prince again, "will you spend another night with me?"

"But my friends are waiting for me in Egypt," replied the Swallow sadly. "Winter is coming soon."

"Swallow, swallow, little swallow," the prince said sadly, "at the far end of the city, I saw a young man living in the attic. He was hard at work on a desk covered with paper, and the glass beside him In the glass was a bouquet of dried violets. He had curly brown hair, lips as red as a pomegranate, and large sleepy eyes. He was trying to write a play for the theater manager, but he was freezing Can't write any more. There's no fire in the fireplace, and hunger is making him dizzy."

"Okay, I'm willing to spend another night with you," Swallow asked, still unable to refuse the sad prince, "Then shall I also give him a ruby?"

"...I, I have no rubies now," said the prince, "all that remains are my eyes. They are made of rare sapphires, swallow, take one for me and give it to him. He will sell it to Jeweler, to buy back food and firewood to complete the play he wrote."

"My dear prince," Swallow was about to cry, "I can't do this, those are your eyes!"

"Swallow, Swallow, little Swallow, just do as I say." The prince looked at Swallow persistently.

Therefore, the little swallow could only take out one eye of the prince (Wang Ziling pecked his own eye with a hand puppet, he opened one eye and closed the other eye to continue narrating) and flew towards the attic where the students lived up.

It took a long time for the swallow to fly to the pavilion. Because there was a hole in the roof, he got in easily. The young man covered his face with his hands and did not hear the flapping of the swallow's wings. When he raised his head, he saw the beautiful bird. Sapphires sit on top of dried violets.

"I'm starting to be appreciated!" he exclaimed incredulously. "This must have been sent by someone who admires me so much. Now I can finish my script." A happy smile appeared on his face.

On the third day, the swallow flew back to the Happy Prince and said, "I have come to say goodbye to you, Prince."

"Swallow, Swallow, little Swallow," said the Prince, "will you help me one last time?"

"Winter is here," said the swallow, "and the cold snow is coming. And in Egypt, where the sun hangs on the green palm trees, it is very warm, and my companions are waiting for me there. My dear prince, I must not I will never leave you, but I will never forget you. Next spring I will bring you back two beautiful gems to make up for the two you lost because you gave them to others. Rubies will be better than a red rose Still red, and sapphires are bluer than the sea."

"Thank you, Swallow, but I don't need these," said the Happy Prince. "Swallow, down in the square, stands a little match girl. Her matches have fallen in the gutter, and they are useless." Yes. If she doesn't come home with money, her father will beat her and she is crying. Please take my other eye out and send it to her so that her father will not hurt her. "

"No, Prince, I'd rather spend another night with you," said the Swallow, not agreeing at all, "but I can't take your eyes out, or you'll really never see anything again."

"Swallow, Swallow, little Swallow," begged the Prince, looking at him with one eye, "do as I say. Give this last jewel, and you may go to Egypt for the winter."

So the swallow took off the other eyeball of the Happy Prince (Wang Ziling also pecked his other eye with a hand puppet, he continued with his eyes closed) and flew down with it.He suddenly landed in front of the little girl, and quietly placed the gem on her palm.

"What a beautiful piece of glass!" cried the little girl, and ran home laughing.

After the swallow came back to the prince, he said: "Prince, you can't see now, I want to be with you forever."

"No, little Swallow," said the Prince, "you must go to Egypt."

"I want to be with you forever." After finishing speaking, Yanzi stubbornly fell asleep at the prince's feet.

On the fourth day, he sat on the prince's shoulders all day, telling him what he had seen, heard and experienced in a foreign country, which was very interesting.

"Thank you, dear little Swallow," said the prince, "you have told me so many amazing things, but what is even more touching is the suffering of the poor. There is nothing more incredible than suffering." .Little Swallow, just fly over my city and tell me what you saw there.”

So the swallow flew over the city and saw the rich people having fun in their beautiful mansions, while the beggars were sitting at the gate and starving.

He flew into a dark alley, and saw hungry children staring listlessly at the dark street with their pale faces. In the bridge hole, two children hugged each other to keep each other warm, but the guards refused to let them Staying in the bridge hole, the two children could only stagger towards the rain.

Then he flew back and told the prince what he had seen.

"Swallow, I am covered all over with fine gold flakes," said the Prince, "take them off piece by piece, and give them to my poor, for the living believe that gold will make them happy."

The swallows pecked off the pure gold leaves one by one until the Happy Prince became very gray (Wang Ziling took off his golden cloak and coat and threw them on the stage) and he gave these pure gold leaves one by one to the poor, The faces of the children were flushed, and they were playing games happily in the street.

Soon after, it snowed in the city, and after the snow, it ushered in severe cold.The street looks white, as if made of silver, bright and dazzling; long icicles hang from the eaves like crystal swords.

Everyone put on fur coats, and the little ones put on red hats and went skating outside.

The poor little Swallow felt that it was getting colder and colder, but he still didn't want to leave the prince, because he loved the prince so much.

He had no choice but to get some bread crumbs from the bakery door to satisfy his hunger when the baker was not looking, and flapped his wings to keep himself warm.

However, the cold made him weaker and weaker, and he couldn't even fly in the sky. Finally, his remaining strength was only enough to fly to the prince's shoulder again, and he murmured: "Goodbye, dear prince, I can't fly forever." With you again. Prince, may I kiss your hand?"

The Prince said, "Of course, little Swallow, you should kiss me on the cheek, because I love you. I am so glad that you are flying to Egypt at last. You have been here too long."

"Prince, I love you too, but the place I'm going to is not Egypt." Swallow replied faintly, "I'm going to the House of Death. Goodbye, my dear prince."

Then he kissed the Happy Prince's face, and fell at his feet, dead. (Wang Ziling throws the swallow puppet at his feet)

The Happy Prince could not see, but he knew that the Swallow was dead beside him, and tears were streaming from his empty eyes.Suddenly, a strange cracking sound sounded inside his statue, as if something had broken.

It was the prince's heart made of lead that split in two at this moment.

"This is indeed a frighteningly cold winter day..." Wang Ziling said the last sentence before slowly falling down on the stage, lying with the swallow puppet.

The audience was quiet, and even Chen Sihan, who had arranged for the final ending in advance, was stunned with tears in his eyes.

"Happy Prince, is he dead?" asked a little girl, holding back her voice.

The host teacher reacted and handed the microphone to Wang Ziling's mother. Chen Sihan wiped away his tears and nodded to take it to the stage to make a final statement:

"God who lives in heaven saw what the Happy Prince and Little Swallow have done for the poor, and God was very moved, so he said to his archangel, go and bring me the two most precious things in this world. So, The angels carried the prince's leaden heart and the dead swallow back to heaven."

"From then on, the Happy Prince and Little Swallow lived happily and happily together forever in heaven."

As soon as Chen Sihan finished speaking, Wang Ziling got up from the stage with the puppet and stood beside his mother, and the two bowed together to take the curtain call.

"Papapapa—!" Unprecedented warm applause rang out. Everyone thought that Wang Ziling was only six years old, but he was able to interpret the story so vividly and touchingly with hand puppets and self-substitution. amazing.

Wang Ziling immediately ran to Qin Hao's seat and sat down next to him: "Xiao Hao, I'm done with the performance. No.1 will definitely be me, so will you agree to my request?"

Huo Long craned his neck to listen behind them.

Qin Hao lowered his head, answered the wrong question and said: "Prince, I...I just found out today...So I don't like the story of "Happy Prince" at all, and...I don't like the way you lay on the stage at the end either." It's like...really dead.

Wang Ziling was very upset, he couldn't help but pouted his mouth and said angrily, "Xiaohao, how could you do this! You obviously liked it as much as I did before..." As he spoke, his mouth bent down and he was about to cry.

"What's wrong?" At this moment, the homeroom teacher came over and touched Wang Ziling's hair and asked in a low voice.

"It's okay, teacher." He rubbed his red eyes and shook his head.

"Then you can't talk now, Lingling and Xiaohao should listen carefully to the speeches of the children on the stage~"

"Yes, teacher." Wang Ziling nodded, stopped talking and looked up to watch the game seriously.

Huo Long and the other teachers left and glared hard at Qin Xiaopang who made Lingling cry, then pulled Wang Ziling's clothes, and said quietly: "Ma'am, if Qin Xiaopang refuses to agree, I will! All willing."

"Don't talk!" Wang Ziling was still in an angry mood.

Huo Long: "..." Hey~

Chen Sihan, the mother not far away, looked at the scene in front of her helplessly and amusedly.

When all the children finished their speeches and finally announced the results of the competition, Wang Ziling won No.1 as expected.After that, the teacher praised each of the children who participated in the competition, and awarded prizes respectively. The story speech competition was successfully concluded.

The children in the big class left school half an hour earlier.

Before Chen Sihan led Wang Ziling out of the school gate, his son broke free from her hand and said "Mom, wait for me" and ran towards the waiting room.

In the spacious waiting room with a lot of play facilities, the children waiting for their parents to pick them up are playing and playing in groups, which is very happy, but Qin Hao is the only one playing alone like a hill Toy.

As for Huo Long, he was already picked up by his own driver, or else he would be pestering him.

"Hello, Teacher Zhang." Wang Ziling greeted the teacher on duty.

"Hi Lingling, what's the matter?"

"I want to find Qin Hao."

Teacher Zhang looked at the little fat man squatting in the corner and nodded: "Go."

Wang Ziling walked up to Qin Hao and knelt down, and asked again unwillingly: "Xiaohao, what's wrong with you? Why did you suddenly say that you don't like Happy Prince? I know...you...you don't like me and don't want to play with me anymore. "Lingling's small mouth curled up, and he cried again in aggrieved manner.The Happy Prince is equal to himself, if Xiao Hao doesn't like the Happy Prince, then he doesn't like him.

"No, no, prince." Qin Hao hurriedly wiped his tears with his sleeves, and kept saying, "I like you, I like you the most. Don't cry anymore, you cry It makes me feel so uncomfortable." How could he not like it, such a kind and lovely little prince is the person he likes the most besides his father in his heart.

"Then why haven't you agreed to be my little swallow? Didn't you tell me that the happy prince must have a little swallow by his side to be a real happy prince?" Wang Ziling hurriedly brought up the question again.

"I, I... I..." I feel that I am not worthy, I am a broom star who is not worthy of a pure and beautiful prince, Qin Hao lowered his head and couldn't tell the reason why he felt inferior and sad.

At the beginning, Qin Hao wanted to get close to the only Wang Ziling who did not reject him, and wanted to be friends with him.It's a pity that although Wang Ziling doesn't reject him, he doesn't like him either. Except for holding a book of fairy tales all day long, he doesn't care about anyone, of course including him.

Hey, Qin Hao was very distressed for a long time.

Until one day he suddenly had a flash of inspiration and planned to start with that book, so after knowing what book it was, he asked the nanny at home to buy the same fairy tale book for him, and asked the nanny to read it to him several times.

Finally, he was careful and found that Wang Ziling didn't like others calling him Lingling or his full name at all, and even the homework book always only had the word "Prince".

Then one day he heard Wang Ziling talking to himself in the playground:

"Swallow, Swallow, little Swallow, would you take the ruby ​​off my sword hilt and give it to her? My feet are fixed on this base and I cannot move."

Qin Hao bravely opened his mouth and said, "But my friends are still waiting for me in Egypt." He only remembered this sentence.

But Wang Ziling immediately turned around when he heard the voice, and said very happily: "Swallow, Swallow, little Swallow, are you really unwilling to spend the night with me and be my messenger? That child is too pitiful."

Qin Hao had no choice but to bite the bullet and continue, "Then...well, I am willing to be your messenger."

"Thank you, little Swallow." After Wang Ziling finished speaking, he took the initiative to talk to him excitedly and asked him, "Do you also know the Happy Prince?"

Qin Hao nodded: "My nanny read that book for me." After a pause, he said nervously, "Well, I...can I call you a prince? I think you and the happy prince in the book are very real. Exactly the same." No, more beautiful and lovely than him.

Bang bang bang~!

Fireworks exploded in Wang Ziling's heart. He was so surprised that he couldn't believe it. It was like the feeling that people all over the world didn't understand but someone suddenly recognized him. At this moment, my life is finally complete (cough).

"Of course!" He replied excitedly.

In this way, they have a common language and secrets, they will discuss all the stories about the Happy Prince together, and they will also make games and play toys together. Unknowingly, the two have become close friends.

It's a pity that they have a small disagreement now, because of a sentence that Qin Hao said inadvertently——

"Prince, I think you should find someone to be your little swallow. If there is no little swallow beside the happy prince, then it is not the real happy prince."

Qin Hao spent a lot of time on this story in order to be able to keep up with the rhythm of Wang Ziling's discussions. He said this now because he wanted to express himself to Wang Ziling.

But he didn't expect that Wang Ziling turned the candidate target to himself, and Qin Hao, who was already loose after watching Wang Ziling's speech, began to waver again, especially the scene of the prince lying on the ground was deeply painful the shadow of his past.

Seeing that Qin Hao was still hesitating and speechless, Wang Ziling immediately stood up and said, "Xiao Hao, you liar, you just don't like me, hum, why don't you agree to be my little swallow?" , I won’t talk to you anymore.” What, saying that he likes him but not agreeing to him, Wang Ziling felt that Xiao Hao’s thoughts were like his father saying that his mother was a needle in the sea, so he couldn’t understand it at all.

After Wang Ziling finished speaking, he turned around and was about to leave.

Qin Hao panicked when he heard this, and quickly grabbed him: "Prince, don't!"

"Then you agreed?"

Qin Hao sighed: "Prince, you can go to other people, really, look at me like this, how can there be such a fat and ugly little swallow. And I think Huo Long is better than me."

"It's fine if you don't want to." It's all an excuse!Wang Ziling didn't want to hear this at all, except for Xiao Hao, no one could understand him, let alone that little overlord Huo Long, he was just a simple-minded guy with well-developed limbs.

Wang Ziling ran away angrily with a puffy face.

The two started a cold war. Of course, it was just Wang Ziling's unilateral ignorance.

Not long after, a big event happened when the kindergarten held a spring outing.

The author has something to say:

In a dilapidated garbage disposal plant on the outskirts of Shangjing, a middle-aged man dressed as a sanitation worker dragged a large garbage can from the back compartment of a garbage truck.

"Why is it so heavy?" He was a little puzzled and lifted the trash cover. How could a five or six-year-old child feel like he was pretending to be an adult, but after seeing the scene inside, he was shocked and pushed the trash can on the ground. Land, Chao came down from the cab, and the two people, one tall and one short, yelled, "Fuck you! What's going on with you two?! If you were to tie up Qin Zhentian's only grandson, why would there be two more?" Come on, there is such a fat little fat man, are you two out of your mind?!"

They were very wronged. One of them, a tall young man in his 20s, took off his mask, took out a photo from his chest pocket and handed it to him: "That little fat man is him."

"...Are you fucking sure you're not joking?" Boss Liu took a look and threw the photo on the ground in disbelief.

"Boss, we didn't believe it at first, but after a few days in the kindergarten, his name is Qin Hao, he is 6 years old, and he has just transferred to another school for half a year. His family is rich, and he is the only one who meets all the requirements."

"...Then what's going on with these two?" Boss Liu pointed at Wang Ziling and Huo Long who had crawled out of the trash can speechlessly.

"Of course we only want to catch the little fat man! But he has been following this little man every day for a few days. There is nothing we can do." The tall man pointed to Wang Ziling, and continued helplessly, "Today we finally left alone in the park. We only have We caught them together. Uh...as for this little brat..." He walked over and picked up Huo Long's back collar with some displeasure.

Huo Long kept kicking his limbs and yelling: "Put me down, you bad guys! I tell you my dad is really a general! If you dare to touch a hair of mine, my dad will definitely make you look good. !"

"Listen, this little brat, he also rushed directly in front of us and said his father is a general like a [-]-[-] person, let us release him quickly or we will be arrested and sent to jail. I said that the children now Terrible, bragging is going to blow up, haha ​​your dad is really a general, then my dad is still the president!"

"Just in case... just in case" another short young man in his early 1's asked with a worried expression on his face, "He didn't lie?"

"How is it possible?! Let me tell you that those high-ranking officials in Taro are all studying in special government schools. How could they go to this kind of ordinary kindergarten? Let alone the son of a general!"

"...Forget it." Boss Liu waved his hand heartily, "Go and check the backgrounds of these two children, and lock them up first... Delicious and delicious offerings, taro, go buy some toys and snacks and come back "As a person who does big things, Boss Liu would rather believe what he has or not, and it is better to be cautious.Of course, if it's just ordinary rich people, it might be profitable.

Until two or three hours later.

The three frightened children in the small room were huddled in a corner and sleeping staggeringly. The rooms suddenly opened, and Boss Liu rushed in sweating profusely.He kept cursing and cursing, "Two idiots who failed to achieve success and failed to succeed, even dared to catch Major General Huo's son. This is the end of the game!" He picked up Huo Long and hurriedly walked out of the house .

"Prince, prince." Qin Hao who was awakened pushed Wang Ziling, "What if Huo Long was taken away by them?"

Wang Ziling sat up and rubbed his eyes: "Don't worry, they dare not do anything to Huo Long."

"Then...that's good." Qin Hao breathed a sigh of relief, and then he reacted with joy and said, "Prince, you are finally willing to talk to me."

"Hmph." Wang Ziling turned his head away.

Qin Hao lowered his head, and said guiltily: "Yes...I'm sorry, Prince, I caused you to be arrested by the villains. I really am...a broom star..."

"..."

Wang Ziling took off the small schoolbag from behind and carried it into his arms. After hesitating for a while, he still looked at him and asked, "Xiaohao...were you not as fat as you are now?" The old man threw the photo on the ground, and Wang Ziling looked at it. When it arrived, it was a cute little boy with delicate features.

"Hmmmm..." Qin Hao nodded in fear, thinking of something, "My mother made me eat cake every day after I was five years old, and I became like this when I was six years old."

"Why does your mother let you eat it every day? Is it because Xiaohao likes cakes very much? My mother said that if you eat too much cakes, your teeth will fall out, so you can't eat too much."

"...I used to like it very much, but now I'm... scared when I see cakes."

"Xiaohao, is your mother...is she treating you badly?" Although Wang Ziling didn't know what broom star meant, he felt that it was not a good word.Moreover, he has never seen Xiaohao's mother come to school from last semester until now, and he never even attended the parent-teacher meeting.

"..." Qin Hao began to stir the hem of his clothes with his hands, looking anxious and uneasy, as if he wanted to say something but dared not say it.

"Okay, okay." Seeing him like this, Wang Ziling imitated his mother and reached out to touch the top of his head to comfort him, "If you don't want to say it, then don't say it, I won't ask."

"No, prince." Qin Hao clenched the hem of his clothes and shook his head, "I want to tell you, but I told you, prince, can you stop hating me?"

"No matter what you say, I won't hate you." Wang Ziling treated his only confidant very tolerantly.

"Prince, you are so kind." Qin Hao was so moved that he almost cried.

"If you think I'm good, agree to be my swallow." Wang Ziling's child really didn't give up.

"... If... if you are still willing after I finish talking about the prince... then I will agree to you." Qin Hao finally made up his mind.

"Really? No problem!" Seeing that his wish was about to come true, Wang Ziling quickly sat up straight and looked at him intently.

Qin Hao didn't dare to look directly at Wang Ziling, but stared at the little prince pattern on his schoolbag and said timidly: "Mom used to be very good to me, but until I... after my fifth birthday, my mother never Don't like me anymore."

"why?"

"Because... because on my fifth birthday, my father promised to buy me a birthday cake and come back to celebrate my birthday with me, but that day my father went to work and didn't come home until the next morning. I lost my temper and ignored him. My father wanted to make me happy. He took me to the cake shop to buy cakes together, but when we were buying cakes, Dad suddenly fell down...Lying motionless on the ground, he would never speak, laugh, or call me Haohao, my Dad, he’s gone, I’ll never see him again..." It seemed that the guilt that had been suppressed in his heart for a year had been vented at this moment, and Qin Hao burst into tears, "I killed Dad, so Mom That's why you hate me so much."

Wang Ziling silently patted him on the back, and waited for him to cry enough before saying, "Xiaohao, I don't think this is your fault?"

"Hi...Really?" Qin Hao sobbed and tried to open his small wet eyes and looked at him expectantly.

"Well, I think Xiao Hao's father must be a very good man."

"My father is the best and best man in the world!" Qin Hao replied proudly.

"So your father must have been taken to heaven by God in the cake shop because of doing too many good things like the Happy Prince and Little Swallow. , but he can see Xiaohao." Wang Ziling pointed to the top, "Maybe your father is watching you from the sky right now."

For Wang Ziling, who was still young and cared for by his parents, death was simply going to another place.

"Is...really?" Qin Hao looked up, hesitantly looking at the dilapidated ceiling above his head.

Wang Ziling put the schoolbag aside, pulled him up to the window, pointed to the sky outside the window and said, "Of course, look at that beautiful white cloud, your father might live on it. My mother As I said, there is no care in heaven, only happiness and no sorrow, and everyone will live a happy life. So, Xiaohao, don't be sad anymore.