small death

thirteen

Because Li Xiangming closed the door too quickly, Angel's red skirt was caught between the doors.Li Xiangming had to open the door again and then close it.

He asked Angel if he was going to visit the neighborhood, and Angel said yes.

"sorry."

"Do you often say sorry?"

"Not always."

"You look a little sad."

"Well, kind of."

"I'll give you a piece of candy, fruit flavored, do you like candy?"

"I liked it when I was a child."

"You've grown up?"

"Well, I'm twenty-five, four years your age."

"Sounds old."

"But it's still a little far from old-fashioned."

"distance?"

"Yes, that is, it means very far away."

"That brother, you like him, don't you?"

"Which one?"

"Beautiful brother."

"Maybe, I don't know."

"When they were together, they would chase me out. I was so scared walking alone at night."

"them?"

Angel ignored Li Xiangming, he looked at Li Xiangming and said like an adult: "You don't look very strong, I'm worried about you."

"Are you worried about me?"

"If he's gone, will you live a good life?"

"Of course, he's not important."

"come on."

After Angel finished speaking, he put one hand behind his back, and then offered treasures in front of Li Xiangming as if by magic.

It was a bunch of keys with SpongeBob SquarePants on it.

"I'm going home, you should go home early, your mother should be worried." Angel looked at Li Xiangming and said.

Li Xiangming suddenly remembered Shi Hui's words, "Children are not always innocent and cute. Sometimes being innocent and cute is just the wishful thinking of adults."

When he remembered the name, he felt a little bored, he picked up his phone to check the time, 21:03.

Shanshan sent a WeChat message, she said that she visited the museum alone, she said she saw him because she missed him.