Shhh, it's a secret...

"Om..."

The vibrating sound of the phone suddenly brought me back to my thoughts. I looked at the familiar number on it, took a deep breath, and answered it anyway: "Hello, Mom."

"Zozo."

The female voice that came out through the current in the mobile phone looked a little old, and she no longer had the vigorous and resolute style of her childhood.

The mother who is nearly 50 will never say again: Zuo Zuo, look at Youyou, who is about the same age as you, even with the same name, why are you inferior to him in everything? !

Sometimes the world is so ever-changing, and the person who has always been beyond your reach suddenly disappears, and you can't even compare.

"Well, I'm here."

I gently exhaled the turbid air that was pressing in my heart, and replied extremely calmly.

"Zuo Zuo, mom has already sent you the living expenses. You can eat whatever you want, and if you don't have enough, mom will call you again. Combine work and rest, don't push yourself too hard. You must take care of yourself when you are alone. Don't worry about yourself."

Since that person died, she never preached to me again. That fierce woman became gentle in an instant, giving what she wanted, only fearing that I would not be happy.

Speaking of this, she suddenly paused, and then said cautiously: "If... If Youyou is here, I can take care of you, but... Mom doesn't ask for anything now, as long as Zuo Zuo is safe." ..."

She is my mother, I don't know the meaning of her words, I closed my eyes, took two deep breaths, pulled up the corners of my mouth that were already stiff, even though she couldn't see, she was already used to it, and I tried to let my The tone sounded natural: "Mom, don't worry, I'm fine by myself."

Alone is fine.

Really.

There is nothing wrong with being alone.

Really.

……

"Youyou, take good care of Zuo Zuo for Auntie~ I will buy you chocolates when Auntie comes back."

At the entrance of the kindergarten, my mother ignored my reluctance, and forcefully stuffed my hand into his palm. While gently instructing the indifferent child, she warned me from the corner of her eyes to keep me safe.

Yin You nodded, his pure black pupils were full of my figure, he nodded obediently, and agreed without any hesitation, "Okay."

When my mother left, I wanted to pull my hand away, but he held it tightly and couldn't break free.

I stretched out the clasped hands in front of my eyes, wanting to break them apart, but suddenly saw a striking and dazzling scar on his right hand, which was as flawless as white jade.

I was stunned for a long time before I remembered that this was done by me.

Looking at his indifferent expression again, he shuddered unconsciously, and slowly backed away, struggling even harder.

As if he knew my fear, he turned around and gave me a gentle smile. The spring was warm and the flowers bloomed, and a pool of ice melted in an instant. He said, "Little Qiao, don't be afraid. You know, I will never hurt you."

……

I stood in front of the little red flower wall in the kindergarten, looking up with my little head and struggling to look at the first column, where the little red flowers seemed to be overflowing.

I curled my lips in disdain, because the word "Yin You" was written there, isn't it the little red flower? !Who doesn't seem like it!

However, out of the corner of my eye, I glanced at the bottom column, which sadly didn't have a single flower there.

It says "Jozo" next to it.

At this time, Chen Xi, who was wearing shofar braids, came in bouncingly. After seeing my unconvinced expression, she walked around me twice with her little hands behind her back, with a disgusted expression on her face: "There is no little red flower!" Joe, what are you doing here?"

I always care about face, when I saw her say this when I was young, my cheeks blushed for a moment: "I... I'll just take a look!"

The little girl sneered at my answer: "Nonsense, you don't have any little red flowers, what's so interesting about you! Tell me, are you going to steal our little red flowers!"

"Cut, who cares!"

"Don't look at it if you don't care, you won't have it if you look at it again!"

At first, I was angry when I saw the little red flower, and because of my bad temper, I couldn't bear her contempt, so I rolled up my sleeves and prepared to go up to let her know why the flower is so popular!

But before I could rush up, Yin You walked in from the door.

He looked at our tense atmosphere, pulled me over, and gently put down the sleeves he had just raised for me: "It's cold, Xiao Qiao, don't freeze yourself."

Then, standing on tiptoe, he tore off his little red flowers one by one until there was nothing left.

He smiled at me, and under my astonished eyes, he tore off the little red flowers and pasted them all on my column, saying: "My Xiao Qiao is so nice, why is there no little red flowers?"

He has a nice smile, which is something I can't deny no matter how hard I try to deny it.

He hugged me and kissed my cheek: "As long as Xiao Qiao likes it, no matter what it is, I will give it to Xiao Qiao."

He was only 5 years old at the time, and no one took him seriously, including me.

It was also after a long, long time that I realized that everything he said to me was true.

Not a promise, but better than a promise.

……

"Little Joe..."

He ran towards me with his calves: "Little Qiao, wait for me, don't walk so fast..."

I ignored his anxious calls and walked forward without looking back.

Today is the last day before the kindergarten holiday. Teacher Xiaomei gave prizes to the children who behaved well. In the end, I got nothing, but Yin You, who was paralyzed with a cold face, got a pile, full, even schoolbags. Can't fit!

"Xiao Qiao, Xiao Qiao, wait for me, okay..."

His voice was a rare grievance. For some reason, I stopped and watched him run towards me slightly staggering.

He came to me, stretched out his hand and grabbed my sleeve tightly, as if he was afraid that I would run away again, and acted like a spoiled child at me: "Little Qiao..."

Yin You has always been indifferent to others, but after the little red flower incident, he was the only one who was kind to me, obviously treated him badly, but always pulled me to act like a baby to me, from the small class to the big class.

He sent me back to my house, grabbed me, handed me his schoolbag full of prizes, and said under my puzzled eyes: "Xiao Qiao likes it, so I will give it to Xiao Qiao as a summer vacation gift."

As he said that, he took out watermelon candy from his pocket and handed it to me, his eyes were full of delicate pampering and the helplessness of his love: "Give the candy to Xiao Qiao too, Xiao Qiao don't be angry, okay?"

……

"Qiao Zuo, translate this text."

Glancing at the tall and slender English teacher, he picked up the textbook and began to translate item by item.

In fact, I'm not that good at studying, it's just that when I'm by his side, some things will be absorbed by my ears and eyes.

During get out of class, Shen Xinhe and I went to buy a bottle of drink together.

On the way, I pretended not to care and asked, "Is the injury on your hand okay?"

"It's okay, I'm an old man, maybe I'm still afraid of this little injury?"

"It's fine, but why was it cut by the scissors?"

As if remembering something, he frowned, raised his head and took a sip of soda with a gloomy face, and looked at me with a rare and serious expression: "Qiao Zuo, do you believe in ghosts and gods in this world?"

In an instant, I felt my body completely froze. I pinched myself fiercely, then pulled the corners of my mouth, pretending to be calm, but my voice trembled easily: "What did you say... ?”

"Actually, it's strange, Qiao Zuo, whether you believe it or not, I'll tell you."

He was immersed in his own memories, didn't notice anything wrong with me, and said to himself: "I was about to go back to the classroom, and I felt that I was knocked down by a thrust, and I was about to see who was not good-looking, but I found that there was no one around, but by chance there was a pair of scissors on the ground, and it was scratched."

After listening to him, my back was already soaked.

He forced a smile: "What nonsense are you talking about? Someone must have pushed you and ran away."

I can only comfort him in this way, and comfort myself in this way.

The world is big, and there must be coincidences.

Didn't he just hurt his hand with scissors?

Every day, countless people in this world are cut by scissors, so this must be a coincidence, and... it must be a coincidence!

I silently recited the core values ​​of socialism and told myself to stand on the side of materialism.

I dare not think about it carefully, because I know that there are some things that my cowardly and cowardly Qiao Zuo cannot afford.

The author has something to say:

Eun Woo is actually cute~