he can fly

120 II.

dark says:

"Yes."

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Yan Tang and Ai Bao slept on the bed, Yan Tang was still wearing his short-sleeved shorts, while Ai Bao was wearing a long-sleeved top.

The hem of the clothes dragged so long that it almost reached his thigh.

They all have a savory orange scent.

Ai Bao leaned on Yan Tang's arms, sniffing the orange smell on Yan Tang's neck, and checking whether he had used orange-flavored baby shampoo.

"Baby, my hair is relatively short, so the smell is not as strong as yours." Yan Tang pinched Ai Bao's pig nose helplessly, "Don't rub it, be good."

Obviously, when he washed his hair and took a bath, he was worried that the smell would be weak, so he deliberately squeezed some more orange-flavored shampoo and rubbed it on his hair, but he didn't expect it to be too strong in the end.

As Yan Tang said, he took the opportunity to pat Ai Bao's soft butt.

After Aibao's unremitting efforts, he finally smelled the same sweet smell as himself.

When he was happy, it was not difficult for Yan Tang, and he retracted into Yan Tang's arms very proudly.

He sleeps in Yan Tang's arms with the quilt in his arms, and Yan Tang holds him.

"Baby, do you know who hurt sister Xia Xia?" Yan Tang asked him softly, holding Ai Bao who was playing with his big hand.

They continued the conversation they had just paused in the bathroom for a moment.

Ai Bao raised his head when he heard the words. He looked at Yan Tang and shook his head, "Ai Bao can't remember."

The memory of the past is too far away, and Aibao can't remember many things.

He could only faintly hear sister Xia Xia's laughter, and the voices of other people, who were also laughing, not knowing what they were talking about.

Ai Bao couldn't understand.

He turned his head and tried hard to recall.

Ai Bao blinked through the narrow and hazy corridor of time, as if he remembered something, "Ai Bao followed Sister Xiaxia for a long time..."

He seemed to be talking to himself, "It's a long, long road, it's dark and long, with no light."

As Ai Bao said, he stretched out his hands, drew a long straight line, and showed Yan Tang how long the road was.

Yan Tang frowned slightly, he listened to Ai Bao quietly, without interrupting his train of thought.

"There are two, three tall uncles," Ai Bao said, "What did they say to sister Xia Xia, sister Xia Xia was laughing, and they were laughing too."

"Then, they found Ai Bao," Ai Bao suddenly hugged Yan Tang tightly. He seemed to recall something bad. A color of fear pervaded Ai Bao's round face. Stare round.

Yan Tang could feel that Ai Bao's fat hand in his palm was shaking uncontrollably.

This was the first time Yan Tang saw Ai Bao's frightened appearance, he subconsciously locked Ai Bao tightly, and was about to interrupt Ai Bao's words.

Ai Bao's voice suddenly rose, "A fat uncle pulled Ai Bao out, and they stomped on Ai Bao—"

"They say that Ai Bao is stupid, Ai Bao says that Ai Bao is not, they are stepping on Ai Bao," Ai Bao kept pushing into Yan Tang's arms.

"Don't think about it, don't think about it, baby!" Sensing that Ai Bao's mood was wrong, Yan Tang quickly hugged Ai Bao, and he took Ai Bao's face out of his arms.

"I don't want it anymore, we don't want these anymore!" Yan Tang trimmed Ai Bao's hair.

Only then did he realize that there was a thin layer of cold sweat on Ai Bao's forehead.

For the first time, the blood on Ai Bao's round face faded, leaving only paleness.

His round eyes were filled with a kind of fear that Yan Tang had never seen before.

Ai Bao stared straight at the mid-air in bewilderment, as if there was a ferocious monster that Yan Tang could not see.

The monster said to Aibao, Aibao, we meet again.

It tries to give Abbott a friendly smile.

But the mouth was split open, and there were only one crawling spider after another in the mouth.

Ai Bao dared not speak to him.

Ai Bao's good friends are not here, Xiaohe is resting on the river bed, and the tree is outside the window, blocked by the glass and unable to get in, it is anxiously flapping the window.

The clouds, the stars, and the moon were all busy with their own affairs, and didn't notice Ai Bao's situation.

They can't help Abbot drive the monsters away.

This monster, in Aibao's childhood, had been hiding in the darkness of the attic at night.

As Abbot grew up a little bit, he was hidden in the slander and shoving of Abbot by his peers.

Later, Aibao became a little boy, and it hid in the feet that stepped on Aibao's young body, full of ecstasy and joy.

"Baby, baby?" Yan Tang lowered his head and kissed Ai Bao's forehead and cheek again and again, "Baby, look at me, we don't want these things anymore, baby, look at me—"

He called Aibao tirelessly over and over again.

This is the first time, Yan Tang felt cold on Ai Bao's face.

In the past, Aibao was always gentle and soft, like a carefree fat cloud under the sun.

Yan Tang regretted asking Ai Bao these things, he didn't want Ai Bao to feel bad.

"Baby, we don't want these things anymore, you look at me, baby!" Yan Tang forcibly turned Ai Bao's little head around, and he forcefully made Ai Bao look at him.

Yan Tang's face instantly filled Ai Bao's eyes.

He shuddered and trembled all over, as if he had suddenly recovered.

Ai Bao looked at Yan Tang, and he saw clearly that it was his Yan Yan who was in front of him.

Ai Bao couldn't hold back, his small mouth shrunk, and his eye sockets turned red.

He whimpered and began to cry.

"Yan Yan, you have to hug Yan Yan!" Ai Bao opened his fat hands, asking Yan Tang to hug him.

Yan Tang sees Ai Bao crying the last time.

As soon as Ai Bao cried, he lost his mind and his mind was in a mess.

"Baby, be good, be good," Yan Tang sat up, and took Ai Bao into his arms.

Ai Bao buried his face on Yan Tang's shoulder, and he wept bitterly and complained to Yan Tang, "Uncle stepped on Ai Bao! They stomped on Ai Bao! They said Ai Bao was stupid! They said Ai Bao was stupid Stupid! They are so annoying!"

Ai Bao cried silently and fiercely, his tears fell down, soaking a large piece of the clothes on Yan Tang's shoulders in an instant.

For a moment, Yan Tang didn't know whether he was more angry or regretful.

He hugged his baby pig tightly.

"Baby, it's okay, it's okay, those bad uncles are gone." Yan Tang stroked Ai Bao's head with his hand, he turned his face to the side, and kissed Ai Bao's little face that turned red from crying.

Ai Bao cried convulsively, he lay in Yan Tang's arms and refused to come out.

Yan Tang changed his sitting position and let Ai Bao lean on his chest.

He hugged Ai Bao, wrapping his whole body in his arms.

Ai Bao felt the smell of Yantang all around him, and the familiar orange smell filled Ai Bao's nose.

They dilute a lot the smell of damp and rotting wood that Aibao smelled in that dark room back then.

"Be good, baby, we don't want these things anymore." Yan Tang took a tissue, turned sideways, and wiped Ai Bao's tears bit by bit, "We don't want these things anymore."

Ai Bao breathed out his red nose a few times.

He still spoke in a nasal voice, "Strictly—"

He called Yan Tang, but didn't say what he was going to do.It seems that she just wants to act like a baby.

Yan Tang hummed and responded, "Baby."

Ai Bao yelled Yan Yan again.

Yan Tang called the baby again.

In the end, until Ai Bao's tears were wiped clean, Ai Bao and Yan Tang's game of you and me did not stop.

Ai Bao calmed down a little, and there were still a few teardrops hanging on his long eyelashes, and one or two drops fell down.

He continued to tell Yan Tang, "Sister Xiaxia dragged Ai Bao to run. After running for a long time, she ran to the slide. Sister Xia Xia and Ai Bao said, 'Ai Bao, you have to forget about this matter'."

Ai Bao became sad again while talking, "Yan Yan, Ai Bao is still very sad."

Yan Tang hugged him tightly.

He originally didn't want Ai Bao to think about this anymore.

But if Ai Bao is willing to tell these things, Yan Tang stared at Ai Bao in his arms and thought, it might not be a kind of release.

Ai Bao is like a baby pig who has been wronged. He holds his heart that has been hurt and broken, and plunges into Yan Tang's arms, asking Yan Tang to comfort him.

Memories of the past suddenly became clear in Ai Bao's mind.

Abbot remembered the slide from long ago.

The slide is built in the small playground behind the school, and there is a big sandpit next to it.

When the wind blows, the sand will also run into the eyes.

Sister Xia Xia held his face with both hands, her face was full of tears.

Her eyes were wide open, she stared at Abbott and said, 'Abbot, hide!Don't look at anything!Forget about it, never think about it, don't tell anyone. '

Ai Bao also cried so much that Xiaoyuan's face was covered with tears.

He looked at sister Xia Xia whose eyes were full of bloodshot eyes and tears, dazed and terrified.

Ai Bao didn't know what he saw and heard when he quietly followed sister Xia Xia.

He just wanted to play with sister Xia Xia for a while, and he wanted to make sister Xia Xia stay a little later.

They can still swing for a while longer, and they can raise their feet high freely.

But when he caught up, he came to a dark place.

There were people laughing, and they would hurt Abbot, and they would crush the back of Abbot's hands with their feet.

Yan Tang held Ai Bao's fat hand, and he felt extremely uncomfortable.

He was both angry at Ai Bao's injury and infinitely sympathetic to Ai Bao's injury.

At the same time, Yan Tang, who knew what happened to sister Xia Xia, was also filled with a kind of sadness.

A person can always do something more or less in the face of many things, but in the past that he did not participate in, he can only do nothing.

"I'm sorry, baby." Yan Tang combed Aibao's hair wet with tears and sweat again and again, "I'm sorry you met these villains."

An unrealistic fantasy suddenly appeared in Yan Tang's heart.

If only he and Aibao were not ten years apart, but in their teens, or older, and he had adopted Aibao a few years ago.

This way Aibo will be immune to all damage.

He will not encounter a school full of darkness and rejection, nor will he see a second mother die in front of him.

Ai Bao can grow up carefree in his arms, he can bask in the sun when he is happy, ask Yan Tang to read a book with him, and call Yan Tang when he is unhappy, huh Tell Yan Tang that he wants Yan Tang to bring him a chocolate cake.

He will become a little prince who is truly happy every day.

Rather than a little prince hiding tears in his heart.

He can play naked in this world, he will not know the deceit and ugliness of people.

Ai Bao hugged Yan Tang's hand.

He rubbed Yan Tang's arm with his soft face, "Ai Bao is not sad, Ai Bao is not sad."

"Ai Bao wants to be happy with Yan Yan every day," said Ai Bao, "Don't be sad, Ai Bao."

The memory of the past has long been blurred for Aibao.

If Yan Tang hadn't mentioned it to Ai Bao several times before and after, Ai Bao might not have remembered it.

Whenever Ai Bao wanted to recall the past, he would hear sister Xia Xia talking to him.

Sister Xia Xia said, 'Don't think about it, Ai Bao, these are not important. '

'You promised me to forget them all. 'she says.

Sister Xia Xia's voice was soft, it came from a long distance, like a long and long sigh.

Looking back on Ai Bao, he seemed to really promise sister Xia Xia not to think about these things anymore.

So he could only obediently say, that's fine.

He waved his hand, and these memories turned into a wind and sand, sharpened from his heart.

Yan Tang hummed.

He kissed Ai Bao's face again, "We are not sad, Ai Bao."

This time Aibao's face softened again.

He looked at Yan Tang kissing him with wet eyes, his eyes were still clean and without any haze.