On the Formation of a Pseudo Stand-In

This sentence, no matter where the children are, loves to use it as a closing sentence, it is new to Ye Luo.

Before this, no one has ever come to get a handprint with him, and no one would throw an olive branch at the first meeting, saying that you are so cute, would you like to chat with me every day.

All the cells in Ye Luo's body were clamoring to agree, let alone regretting being a puppy, even if being a puppy was a prerequisite for agreeing to this matter, he might subconsciously "bark".

Of course, these are just words hidden deep in the child's heart. In fact, Xiaoyeluo is just a mimosa plant, whoever touches it can shrink its body forcefully.

Ye Luo stared at the last line of writing, as if he was about to poke a hole out of the paper, holding the pen tightly with his right hand, his palm was full of sweat.

When he realized that the pen was not his own, his face turned red all of a sudden, and he carefully placed the pen behind the window sill, rubbing his palm back and forth on his clothes several times.

Then he hurriedly picked up the pen again.

The little guy was flustered by the unexpected invitation, he was holding a pen in one hand and paper in the other, he was dazed, not even half of his usual composure remained.

However, the boy in the window didn't mind. Instead, he propped his head on one hand, the corner of his mouth was obviously raised, watching the child's panic and panic outside the window with interest.

The boy's index finger was still clasped on the desk one after another, and his idle appearance could overflow through the cracks in the window. If his mother found out, it was time to go to the temple to burn incense and worship Buddha.

Ye Luo didn't dare to look at it openly, so he sneaked a glance at it, and then realized that the young man was relaxed, without any hint of urging, as if he was not very interested in the result.

Zheng Zheng felt dark in his heart, thinking whether he was just like other bad guys, making fun of himself, and found that the boy sat upright without warning, slowly raised his left index finger, made a circle with his right hand, and moved his hands slowly. Slowly came together.

Ye Luo didn't know why, so when he saw the boy, he withdrew one hand, and stretched out his index finger on the remaining right hand, bending downward like in slow motion.

……

It was only when the boy spread out his five fingers and swayed from side to side while moving a few fingers casually that Ye Luo finally realized that he was counting down the clock.

Xiao Yeluo, who had never encountered such an emergency before, was so frightened that she broke out in a cold sweat, hurriedly squeezed the pen tightly, and scribbled her own name at the end.

Fortunately, he was the most diligent in learning to write these two characters back then, and he didn't need to try his best to pull them out of his brain. The word Ye Luo slipped out of the pen tip lightly.

After writing it down in a hurry, Ye Luo couldn't bear to look at it any more, and stuffed the paper back through the crack like throwing away a hot waste.

The paper, which had only creases, finally turned into a crumpled ball in humiliation after several hasty escapes.

The young man stretched his white fingertips, freed the precarious paper stuck in the crack of the window, and smoothed the paper while shaking his head.

"Mouth... No, Ye... That thing behind is Luo?" After finally recognizing these two words that he couldn't bear to look at between the creases and wrinkles, the young man smiled contentedly.

I don't know why I suddenly think this messy kid who doesn't even write his name properly is cute.

Maybe it was really boring, and my head fell asleep.

Then, while humming a song, he picked up a pen, and under the crooked name, the young man signed three words eloquently, then randomly put the crumpled paper into the interlayer of his schoolbag, and left it alone.

Turning his head, he found that the messy child was eagerly looking towards his drawer, probably because he hadn't grown up yet, so he had to jump around to look at the low things in the classroom.

As he bounced vigorously, the raised bunch of hair also swayed, and the young man tilted his head to appreciate it for a long time, feeling inexplicably amusing.

He wanted to laugh a little, and felt that he should be kinder to the little friend he just met, and the other side was obviously younger than himself by a few years.

"In school, when you meet someone who is younger than you, you should love the child, and when you meet someone who is older than you, you should be Kong Rong." Repeating the mother's daily thoughts, the boy adjusted his smile while looking at his watch, and raised his head. Facing the little guy who was persistently jumping outside the window, he mouthed something and so on.

It just so happened that this was the last class. As the bell rang, the teenager became more and more cheerful. He stuffed the textbook into his schoolbag, put it on his shoulder, and rushed out of the classroom without saying anything.

As a result, when he ran to the door of the classroom, he found that the little guy who had been playing the role of Tigger outside the window just now, had rushed to the door without knowing when, his cheeks were flushed, and he was nervously watching everyone who came out of the classroom.

I don't know, I thought some parent lost their son.

The boy felt curious, and leaned forward to feed him: "What are you doing here?"

In the end, it was discovered that when the little guy turned his eyes, it was like pulling a light, and it turned on all of a sudden. The young man witnessed the fireworks rising in his eyes at close range, and felt that this child might be very clever.

I just don't know why I always act dumb.

As if to confirm his slander, Ye Luo blushed, and then sputtered out a few words intermittently: "Looking for you... Didn't you just leave with your bag on your back... I was a little scared, so I wanted to come Stop...waiting for you."

Hearing this, the young man felt surprised at first, thinking that this little guy just wanted to talk about it, right?

For such a young child, he felt like he was speaking slang words as soon as he opened his mouth.

After the shock, his heart groaned and softened again, accompanied by a little guilt.

I just wanted to go out quickly to scare him, but I didn't know when I was going out of the classroom door, I was so anxious that the little guys came to the door and looked for me one by one.

It looked really anxious, so anxious that his face turned red.

The guilty boy repeated in his heart several times to love the child and love the child Kong Rongrangli, the more he read it, the more he felt guilty, and finally he bent down, rubbed the child's hand desperately, and gently pulled him up.

Ye Luo was frightened, but suddenly she was held by a hand, she was startled, and almost pulled her hand away desperately.

When he realized that the person holding his hand was his new and only friend, he obediently stayed still, letting the other person hold his hand tightly and walk out along the flow of people.

Although he is still not used to it, after all, Ye Luo has never tried to be held by someone, and in the past few years, no one has come to hold him.

When he was young, Ye Luo even wished that he didn't have this hand. After all, he naively thought that as long as he didn't have this hand, that person wouldn't be able to tie him down.

Thinking of this, Ye Luo looked at the position of his right wrist, and found that the mark that was originally covered by the sleeve was exposed to the light because of the movement of raising his hand.

Glancing up nervously, he noticed that the boy was smiling at the corner of his mouth, walking forward without squinting, not noticing anything wrong with the wrist of the hand he was holding.

Ye Luo breathed a sigh of relief, and secretly rolled up the sleeves with the other hand. Fortunately, he always deliberately wears clothes with elastic cuffs. slid down.

Ye Luo, who had resolved his worries, raised his head boldly and looked at the corner of the boy's mouth.

Only then did he realize that the boy's smile hadn't broken since he grabbed his hand, and he didn't know what he was happy about.

Ye Luo didn't understand either, she just thought he had a pretty smile.

So after a few more glances, he himself became inexplicably happy.

Just like that, I didn't pay any attention to it, even though the other party led me to the entrance of a more luxuriously decorated shop, the person in front suddenly stopped, turned around, and let go of my hand.

Ye Luo was a little disappointed, but he didn't show it. He just raised his head to meet the helplessness on the other side's face, and blinked slightly.

"Hey, little one." The young man couldn't hold back after all, he bent his fingers and tapped the other person's forehead gently, "When you walk with someone, don't you ask where the other person is going? You are so stupid, you still Was it not sold?"

After hearing this, Ye Luo felt a little innocent, thinking that I would not just go with anyone.

You are the only friend of mine, and besides you, there is no one who speaks to me tenderly like you.

In fact, these reasons are too weak to convince even himself.

After all, in that kind of place, Ye Luo, who had grown up like this, was more vigilant than anyone else, and pretended not to hear when others spoke, and turned around and ran away.

If anyone wanted to stretch out his hand to pull, he would definitely bite the wrist of the opponent without hesitation, forcing the person to let go with a yell.

But for some reason, facing this young man who was not much older than himself, Ye Luo felt as if he let out a long sigh of relief from the moment he opened the window and smiled warmly. Throw it to him.

I would be willing to be sold, Ye Luo thought.

But this kind of words, the little awkward is naturally embarrassed to speak.

On the surface, Ye Luo just stiffened his neck and stabbed back like a rebellious child: "Then I ask you now, will you sell me?"

Afterwards, he also revealed the answer to himself: "You won't. People who sell children don't speak out their purpose casually. They are all very bad, and they don't have a word of truth in their mouths."

The boy raised his eyebrows, feeling miraculous, but he never expected that this seemingly obedient child would be stabbed when he opened his mouth.

It's still the kind of soft thorn that can't be refuted or resisted, and it can't be picked.

What's even more strange is that he usually likes to overwhelm others in everything. At this moment, instead of feeling angry at being refuted, he thinks that what the other party said is quite interesting, which is much more interesting than before when he was stupidly staring at the classroom door.

But in order to establish the prestige of the older child, the boy finally chose a sentence that was neither serious nor serious, and pushed back: "I heard what you said, I didn't know, I thought you were really betrayed by bad guys."

"Little Aluo, my brother taught you that you can't judge things with certainty that you haven't seen. Who knows if there will be such bad people, who are bad in their hearts and bad in their mouths. Children need to have more eyes Otherwise, you will still be deceived by the bad guys."

The boy originally wanted to find something to talk about, save some face, and remind this little guy who lacks safety awareness, so that he won't be abducted by others one day.

Unexpectedly, after talking for a long time, the other party not only didn't contradict, but didn't even respond perfunctorily, as if they were silent.

The young man was confused, and when he looked up, he found that Ye Luo was biting his lips tightly, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't want to.

A pair of eyes that have been burned by fireworks, like ashes after brilliant burning, are all dimmed in an instant.

The author has something to say:

I wrote it very smoothly tonight www

Although I don’t know if the description is really not so blunt orz

Thank you for the cute little ones who clicked in and gave you a chirp~