floating in the distance

Probably because he had slept on Fang Yuan's body. Although Fang Yuan couldn't see him, he could still feel his presence a little bit.

And his sense of existence is getting bigger and bigger as he grabs the pillow with Fang Yuan to sleep every day.

Mr. A Piao gradually felt that he was not so like A Piao anymore.

He used to only have vision and hearing, but now his senses of touch and smell are slowly recovering with the appearance of Spicy Crab and Fang Yuan.

Every day is novel and different to him, and he begins to look forward to the sunrise every day.

After Fang Yuan went out, Ah Piao stayed at home leisurely and comfortably.

A Piao first got into Fang Yuan's refrigerator to see what's delicious today, Fang Yuan's cooking and the chef didn't give way, every dish was so well made that A Piao's mouth watered and his face was full of nympho.

Satisfied, he floated out of the refrigerator, and Mr. A Piao floated to the bookcase.

There is a large bookcase in the living room, and the first three rows are neatly filled with various picture books, fairy tales, novels and so on.Without exception, the same name appeared on every book.

Ah Piao squinted his eyes and looked at it for a while. The first few books were written with illustrations - licorice, and the same name appeared in various forms on the side cover of each subsequent book: licorice to watch the distance - work, licorice to watch the distance -painting, illustration-watching the licorice in the distance, matching pictures-watching the licorice in the distance, weaving-watching the licorice in the distance...

Looking at Fang Yuan, he really likes this licorice that watches the distance. After collecting so many books that he participated in, some books are quite old.

"Ah." A Piao Piao was tired, and collapsed on the sofa like an uncle, pressing the dog and waiting for Fang Yuan to go home.

He itched to open Fang Yuan's bookcase to take a look, but he was powerless.

The most he can do now is to blow Fang Yuan's hair so that he jumps up and circles in the living room in fright, even this hair has to be blown very hard for him to blow it, okay?

When Fang Yuan came back at night, he was surrounded by a sense of sadness, exuding a feeling of mourning, as if he had lost the whole world.A Piao was not even willing to scare him, but just followed him quietly.Fang Yuan lay paralyzed on the sofa for a long time before he wiped his face vigorously and stood up.

Ah Piao felt that Fang Yuan just glanced at him quietly and smiled softly.

Fang Yuan walked directly past A Piao who was still in deep thought, and took out the first book on the shelf. The title of that book was "I'm By Your Side", and the artist's name was still Licorice.The title page of the book is a clean white page with only a small line of black letters in the middle.

May you be lucky enough to meet the right one among thousands of people.

Fang Yuan flipped through the pages one by one.

The protagonist in the book is a cute boy. This picture book depicts his entire growth process, from childhood to old age. In every scene, the same vague figure silently accompanies him. Laugh together, play with him, wipe away his tears when he cries, walk with him wherever he wants to go, and hug him tightly when the night comes.Cozy and warm throughout the winter.

Ah Piao saw the girl's heart surging, unknowingly sat on Fang Yuan's chair, it looked like he was sitting on Fang Yuan's lap from a distance, Fang Yuan wrapped him in his arms and put his chin on his shoulder Kiss the ends of his hair.

It is as beautiful as the boy and the shadow in the picture book, illusory and ethereal.

The last picture shows the old man watching the sunset on the mountain, with a vague figure sitting beside him, hugging him lightly.

Then the shadow said the last and only sentence of the whole text.

"I'm no one."

A soft sentence turned all the beautiful dreams ahead into sharp knives.

No one wants to share my joy.

No one wants to soothe my grief.

no one warms my meal

No one walks the world with me.

No one is watching with me.

I have always been alone, alone, wandering in the world.

A Piao can't shed tears, so Mr. A Piao can only express his sadness by howling.

The author has no conscience!ungrateful!He covered his little heart, which he didn't know was still there, and received a critical blow.

Therefore, he did not see Fang Yuan's eyes that moved to the top of his head, so gentle and nostalgic, tender and sad.

Then, Fang Yuan shed tears.

Mr. A Piao was startled, turned around and held Fang Yuan's face and kissed him: "Stop crying, you're crying like a tabby cat."

Ah Piao didn't know why Fang Yuan seemed to be crying harder.

Fang Yuan sat there silently, uncontrollable tears passing through Ah Piao's body and hitting the table and the ground, oppressed and painful.

A Piao was terrified, and was busy coaxing him, but he knew it was useless, Fang Yuan could barely see it for a few seconds only when he really wanted Fang Yuan to see it, and he basically used these opportunities to Playing tricks and tricks to scare Fang Yuanshang.

That night, Ah Piao was by Fang Yuan's side, watching him flip through Licorice's books one after another. His eyes were as gentle as if his most beloved person lived in the book. Since Licorice was renamed Licorice that Watches the Distance, Licorice The style of painting has changed, and it no longer has the deep mystery of what you can't ask for, but it has become bright and lively.At that time, he painted the most fairy tales, all of which were happy endings of the prince and the princess.

Let readers feel the sour smell of love from every stroke of his.

In the early morning, Ah Piao floated by the window with his chin propped on one hand, thinking about how to scare Fang Yuan today.

Aha, there it is.

Ah Piaopiao went to the alarm clock, thinking that the alarm clock should ring.

He quietly turned his back to Fang Yuan, and sat beside Fang Yuan's pillow.

The alarm clock sounded on time, Fang Yuan opened his eyes dimly, but saw a figure sitting beside his pillow, the black hair was still growing, first to the shoulders, then to the waist, and then Gradually spread out on the quilt.

The figure seems to turn around.

Fang Yuan was so frightened that he screamed, and subconsciously backed away. In the end, he was stirred by the quilt in a panic, and fell to the ground with a thud. Mr. A Piao covered his mouth and smiled, and slowly approached Fang Yuan under the bed.Fang Yuan shrieked and shrank under the bed, shivering.A Piao also floated under the bed, Fang Yuan closed his eyes and turned his back to A Piao.

After a while nothing happened.

Fang Yuanzhan put down his hand Weiwei, looked around but found nothing, only some dust.He was going to be late for work, so he had to crawl out under the bed, clutching the sheet with one hand, and he planned to get back under the bed as soon as there was any movement.

Mr. A Piao was leaning forward and back laughing beside him. It was really a happy start to the day.