"Ugh..."

Fei Fei's eyes were red, and he heard Xiao Cong calling his mother, saying that he was in pain.Feifei himself has grown up so much, and has been raised in the hands of people around him. For such a delicate little guy, the most painful times he remembers are injections when he is sick and injections when his teeth are decayed. anesthetic.

While coaxing Xiao Cong not to cry, Fei Fei gently rolled up Xiao Cong's sleeves with his small hands.The wound had already been healed by the doctor in the hospital. Through the thick gauze, Fei Fei couldn't see exactly what the wound on Xiao Cong's arm looked like.

But what a big piece of gauze, when Fei Fei rolled up his sleeve to the position of Xiao Cong's elbow, he didn't dare to move it anymore, for fear of hurting him.But until the elbow, the white gauze was still going straight up, it should have covered Xiao Cong's arm all day long.

Feifei remembered that he had accidentally cut his finger once before, and his tender little finger was bleeding. His brother was so distressed when he saw it, so he quickly found ointment and a Band-Aid to stick it on for him.

The little guy who cut his hand that day always protected the pain intentionally or unintentionally. He didn't use that finger when he grabbed things with his hand, and felt a dull pain on his finger.

The Band-Aid was only as big as it was, Philip thought about it, it was only a little longer than his finger.But the gauze on Cong Cong's arm is so big, how big and how painful should the wound under the gauze be?

Cong Cong is just a kid who is a little younger than Fei Fei.

How could there be such bad people in this world?Cong Cong was still very young, but the dean's grandma said that he didn't do anything bad, he liked the new parents who took him away from the orphanage, and he wouldn't do anything bad after returning home with the new parents.

The dean's grandma said, Cong Cong is a good boy.

Good kids meet very bad, very bad adults.

"Cong Cong stop crying. If Cong Cong cries too hard, he will be out of breath." Fei Fei patted Xiao Cong's back, telling him not to cry too hard.

Hmm...it's pretty normal here.

But when the little guy tried not to cry and coaxed his little brother, when he accidentally saw the wound under Xiao Cong's neck that looked like it had just healed from his collar, Feifei couldn't help it anymore, and Like Xiao Cong, when he blinked his big eyes, a string of crystal clear teardrops slipped down from Fei Fei's eye sockets without hindrance, and landed on Xiao Cong's arm wrapped in gauze.

"Bad guy! Huh... big bad guy!" Fei Fei was not talking about Xiao Cong, but the couple who abused Xiao Cong.

Seeing Fei Fei crying so sadly, Xiao Cong stood there with red eyes, feeling a little helpless for a while.

Obviously he was crying just now.

Xiao Cong didn't know why he suddenly cried.When Mingming was in the hospital, all the uncles and aunts who came to see him looked at him with loving eyes and told him to cry if it hurts.

But at that time, Xiao Cong felt that he didn't want to cry at all, and he couldn't explain why. He just felt that the colorful world in his eyes suddenly turned gray.Very tired, the whole person is very tired, I don't want to cry because I have no energy.Too tired to cry.

After that, the doctor uncle and the dean chatted outside the ward for a long time. When the dean came back to see him, his eyes were red. A few days later, the dean took him back to the orphanage and told every child to help her take good care of him. .

The dean's grandma blamed herself, he knew it.Especially seeing him not crying, the dean's grandmother felt even more sad.

Xiao Cong also thought about it, maybe if he cried according to everyone's wishes, the dean's grandma would not be so sad.He didn't like the way the dean's grandma and the children treated him carefully after returning to the orphanage.

But he couldn't cry.

Xiao Cong, who was still young, couldn't tell what was wrong with him, he couldn't express his feelings accurately like an adult.He just touched his heart strangely sometimes, and felt that there was a broken place there.

He seems to be sick?

After returning to the orphanage, except for the first few days when adults always came to him, Xiao Cong lived peacefully in the following days.

He felt that he was not as serious as the doctor uncle said.He just doesn't really want to laugh or cry sometimes.He became a little lazy and could sleep on the bed for a long time every day. He was sleeping when the children were playing games outside. The friends who lived in the same room took care of the flowers and plants energetically every day, but he still wanted to sleep. .

Until today, people came to the orphanage.The dean's grandmother said that a child came to him to play.

Xiao Cong was a little shy and didn't say anything, but he actually liked Fei Fei from the first moment he saw him.When talking to Philip, he lost his mind for a while and recalled the time when he used to play games with the children in the orphanage in the yard.

At that time, the dean's grandmother's legs didn't hurt when it was cold. It rained for three consecutive days, and the whole city of C was gloomy.Until the fourth day, a warm sun rose from the sky, replacing the seemingly endless rain.

When the sun was shining on my body that day, it was also warm.The dean's grandma said it was a fine weather, and called the children in the orphanage to help them take out the damp quilts in the house to dry.

There are drying racks all around the courtyard of the orphanage, and within a few minutes, they are covered with quilts of different designs and colors one after another.

The quilts surround the orphanage, like a thick curtain around the people in the orphanage, giving many children who always like to hide in the wardrobe a sense of inexplicable security.

After drying out the quilt, the dean's grandmother took the children to play games together.The game is about the eagle catching chicks, the dean's grandma is the mother chicken, the lively and active Xiao Cong is the eagle, and the rest of the children are chickens protected by the mother chicken.The laughter of the children and the elderly passed the thick curtain and drifted straight into the distance.

Under the warm winter sun, the people playing in the yard were sweating all over their bodies, and even the cold feeling that was lingering on their bodies due to the rainy weather disappeared with the sweat.

When Xiao Cong saw Fei Fei for the first time, when he was talking to Fei Fei, the first impression that Fei Fei gave him made Xiao Cong associate Fei Fei with the scene in his memory.

The association was not very logical, but Xiao Cong thought of it naturally.

Children's likes and dislikes don't have so many considerations, they are never straightforward.

Xiao Cong liked the sense of security brought to him by the warm sunshine that winter, so Xiao Cong also liked Fei Fei.

When he was fed mouthful by mouthful by Feifei, the belated grievance in Xiao Cong's heart seemed to overwhelm him like an overwhelming mountain.

Knowing that she was wronged, she naturally cried.

With the venting of tears, Xiao Cong felt that the blockage in his heart seemed to have cleared up a lot.When I breathed again, I couldn't find the feeling of suffocation that seemed to be out of breath.

Feeling the benefits of crying, Xiao Cong's sobs that had been eased suddenly became violent again.

It turned out that my chest was always blocked and I couldn't breathe because I didn't cry.No wonder the doctor's uncle and the dean's grandmother seemed very anxious, because I couldn't cry, so I would always be sad, and my illness would not be completely cured.

But if the dean's grandmother and the doctor's uncle had spoken directly to him before, it should be useless.Because he really can't cry.

Now I'm finally crying, and I don't feel so uncomfortable anymore.Xiao Cong felt that he should seize the opportunity, cry well, and try to cure his breathless illness once.

Xiao Cong thought like this, but just after crying twice, he heard another cry coming from his ear.

He opened his crying eyes, and saw that Philip was also crying.The boy who came with Philip was wiping his tears.

When Xiao Cong used to watch other children crying in the orphanage, he didn't feel much.Because for children who grew up in orphanages, crying is actually a method and means to focus all the adults' limited energy on themselves.

Sometimes the dean is too busy, and Xiao Cong still feels his ears are noisy when a child of the same age cries for a long time.

He never knew that when a child cries, even if he doesn't make a loud noise, wishing to draw all the eyes of the world on him, it still makes people feel distressed , trying to find a way to coax him to stop crying.

After Fei Fei cried, Xiao Cong didn't care about crying either.He looked at Philippe.

Philip was pulled over by the boy who came with him, hugged him gently, and stroked the hair of Philip, who was resting his head on his shoulder, with his hands seemingly very skillfully. Actions.

Philippe's voice was obviously crying, and he was talking hoarsely.

Xiao Cong heard clearly that Fei Fei was scolding the couple as villains for him.There are only two words that are repeated over and over again, bad guy, big bad guy.

Compared with some children in the orphanage whose exports are dirty, Philip is a child from a world completely different from them.

Fei Fei was coaxed by the boy named Chu Xiaohan for a while, and then walked up to him, looking like she still wanted to coax him.

Obviously, he was still a child whose face was not wiped clean of tears, and whose nose was red from crying.

As soon as Feifei opened his mouth, before he could say anything, the crying sound was let out halfway.

A poor little child who was crying miserably wanted to comfort another poor little child who had stopped crying.No matter how you look at the picture, it seems to be reversed.

"I'm fine." Xiao Cong said hurriedly, and even shook his gauze-wrapped arm in a hurry. "Look, it doesn't hurt at all."

Fei Fei doesn't believe it, he is not a kid who is easy to lie, obviously when Cong Cong cried and said it hurt just now, his credibility was a bit higher.

Xiao Cong looked around, fixed his eyes on the small schoolbag that Fei Fei had just put down, and hurriedly changed the subject: "Fei Fei, you just said that I will draw a little panda for you, and you have a gift for me in exchange. I just It was drawn with the left hand, which is more powerful than the one with the right hand on the box, so do you want to give me the gift in advance?"

Xiao Cong cried a lot, feeling a lot better physically, and talked more than before.

"There is a gift." Philip recalled that his original purpose of coming here was to give the plant specimens in his schoolbag to Cong Cong.

Remembering that Dad seems to be waiting for him outside the door now, he burps with a guilty conscience, ran to the side of the small schoolbag and squatted down, then opened the zipper of the schoolbag, and took out the plant specimens inside. out.

Fei Fei held the specimen in the transparent box and shook it at Xiao Cong, "Cong Cong, after receiving Fei Fei's gift, I will be happy in the future, okay?"

The little guy's eyes, washed with tears just now, are as clean and clear as glass when facing the sunlight outside the window

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