Love Diary of a Spiritual Boy

April 4th sunny to cloudy

I often boast that I have amazing control - when I was a child, I was always bullied by the kid king in the kindergarten. Other children started to cry after being hit a few times, and I was often beaten by several people alone; other children fought If he lost the fight, he would cry and tell his tragic experience to his mother who came to pick him up, and I would still be bitten by a dog on the way home alone.

I was also scared when I was bitten for the first time, and ran home to complain to my mother aggrieved.At that time, my mother put down the bowl in her hand with a serious face and asked me where the dog was.I was in pain at first, but when I saw my mother caring about me, I suddenly felt that a big man should be bitten a few more times.Then I took my mother to find the stray dog, and watched her pick up the dog and take it to the pet hospital to vaccinate it.

It took a long time for the pet hospital to clean up the dog, and it was already dark when we got home.I saw my mother's expression of letting go of something, and suddenly I was confused about whether a man should go home and complain to his mother after being bitten by a dog.

She turned her head and looked at me who was silent, as if she remembered that I was bitten by a dog.So she took me by the hand and took me to the hospital for rabies vaccination. The doctor looked at me who didn't shed a tear from the beginning to the end, and praised me as the best-behaved of all the children.

"Crying children are painful, doctor, since he was sensible, I have hardly seen him cry in front of me. Is there something wrong with my son? Do you have someone who can make him cry with one shot?" medicine?"

This is what my mother said at the time. Now I can’t remember the doctor’s face very clearly. What I still remember is the silly smile on my face when the doctor stuck a needle into my arm.

My brother walked straight in one direction. I recognized that it was the way to the infirmary and hurriedly slapped off my hand on the collar.

"I'm not sick."

In fact, I have stopped crying, but it is about a few hundred meters from the starting point of my collapse to the current position, and the period does not include my brother dragging me around the flower bed on campus several times.

"you are sick."

"I do not have."

"You were the only one in the school crying while running, so you were sick."

"I'm the only one in the school who loses face, so I'm not sick."

"Why are you crying?"

"I do not know either."

"Look, you can't even tell why you're crying, and you still say you're not sick?"

I really don't want to admit that I am one of the parties involved in the above nonsensical conversation. My brother is probably full of food, and every sentence is against me.I thought of his little hand just touched by his first love sister, so astringent that his mouth was full of bitterness.

However, no matter how I resisted, my brother was still as stubborn as an old man.In the end, I became anxious, and wanted to punch him in a hoarse voice: "Are you annoying? There are so many younger sisters waiting for you on the playground, why do you insist on following me? Well, even if I shed tears, then What does it matter to you? When I was running just now, I remembered that my mother didn’t buy me ice cream yesterday, can’t I feel bad!!”

The atmosphere was as cold as frozen lumps of ice. After I yelled, I woke up instantly. I saw his gloomy expression that was about to thunder, and wiped my face in fear. his face.

I was probably stunned, even if I had a hundred guts before, I wouldn't be able to do this kind of thing.At that time, there was only one thought in my mind-his face was too stinky, and I was terrified, so I had to think of a way to make him not put a bad face on me.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I scolded the wrong person...I mistook you for Zhao Hengyi, what I said just now was all nonsense! Don't take it to heart..."

I apologized to my brother while rubbing his face. After rubbing for half a minute, I suddenly came back to my senses. What am I doing?

The skin under the palm was a bit cold and warm, I moved my hand away in a daze, and my brother's expressionless face appeared in front of my eyes.

If I start crying now, no one will laugh at me anymore, right?

I retracted my hand, stepped back, and tried my best to restore everything to the way it was before the incident.My brother quickly grabbed me who was about to slip away, and dragged me in the opposite direction.

"Brother! Big brother! I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it! I have a dog waiting for me at home! Yes! I'm sick! I just got sick! For the sake of being a patient Let me go, woo woo, I'm still young, I don't want to be buried..."

Maybe because I thought I was too noisy, my brother interrupted me impatiently: "Didn't you say you want to eat ice cream?"

ha?Yeah?Did I say that?

No matter which link went wrong, I was finally dragged by my brother to the entrance of the canteen.I watched him buy a three-color cup in less than 1 minute, and then stuffed it into my hand.

"Eat."

My extremely clever brain couldn't even analyze what was going on for me. I scooped up a scoop of ice cream in a daze, and ate it into my nose under the watchful eyes of my brother.

"Hiss..." I was terrified, "I made a mistake, I ate wrong..."

Brother seems to be smiling, but he is obviously a person who can't laugh, so I think I must be wrong.Then I watched him take out a tissue from his pocket, and I wanted to reach out to take it, but he avoided it first.

In the next second, my nose was in close contact with the tissue. It took me three seconds to realize what had just happened, and I froze in place.

The elder brother in sight moved his hand away from my nose, and then said lightly: "It's so ugly."