Oral period

"Zhou Xiao, Zhen Xiao, what are you thinking day after day? I have worked so hard to bring you up by myself, working day and night, just for you to study and become a talent. And you, how can you repay me... I don’t do business properly, hide my private money to buy these dubious things, and make friends. I think I followed the crooked friends astray, and even my grades dropped. Don’t think I don’t know. The teachers in the remedial class told me. Everyone stays to ask questions before leaving, now? Ah, I run out after school every day, and my grades have also dropped. I don’t think your friend is a good person..."

The woman's chattering accusations continued, while the child accused knelt in front of her, beside a wall covered with brilliant awards, the red and yellow awards stained one side of his face with blood, while the other half was Exposure to incandescent lamps, the white is almost transparent, and the black pupils are like a pair of inorganic glass sheets, quietly reflecting the tip of a woman's shoe, and a torn off arm next to the tip of the shoe, dripping out cotton wool. Come teddy bear.

He should have gotten used to such reprimands, but after hearing that word clearly, a trace of emotion suddenly appeared in those calm eyes—the child whose back was still straight even after kneeling for a long time suddenly raised his head, He retorted without a word: "He is not a bad person."

Little Jing Zhe is not a bad person, he is the only bright color in his dark life, the person who came to save him, his "love of life" - the person he can talk back to for the first time in his life.

However, this unprecedented rebuttal obviously irritated the woman. The next second, the broken teddy bear was kicked to his feet, and the woman who had calmed down became hysterical again, clutching his shoulder and crying: "How dare you?" Talk back, right? What kind of eyes are you looking at? Ah! I am your mother, your own mother. Could it be that I will harm you? I walked the path you walked step by step. What kind of friend is simply harming you A wild evil spirit... That's a girl, isn't it, Zhen Xiao, you protect her so much because you like her, right?! No wonder, no wonder this bear looks so cheap..."

The night is deep, silently peeping at this faraway farce in the world. The stars have changed in ten years, but the night sky still arrives as promised, as if it is an eternal background.

The teenager sat in the middle of the empty living room, looking at the night sky as silent as before. In his hand was a teddy bear whose arm was still missing and was only dangerously involved by a few tufts of threads. The bear held a ring box in its arms, which looked like He is a hero bear who would rather lose his arm to protect the ring.

He can't remember clearly what happened afterwards - that was the first time he confronted his mother, the first time he attracted hysterical insults and revenge from his biological mother, the woman pushed him and picked up everything at hand amidst crying and cursing Fell at him, even lit a cigarette butt and burned his arms and shoulders, forcing him to let go.

And all he can do is hug this teddy bear tightly, and refuse to let go of it no matter how much he beats and scolds, to be snatched away by her.

In the end it failed, and the woman grabbed one of the bear's arms and pulled it desperately as if pulling out some scourge, forcing him to let go-the bear was thrown downstairs, where he found it in the bushes.

It was the first time in his life that he opened the window and jumped down to the second floor. For this reason, he limped for several days. The sharp thorns on the branches cut his arm, leaving several bloodstains, which almost failed to heal.

What happened later is easy to know. His mother thought he was in love with a puppy and was stunned by so-called friends. While monitoring him under house arrest, he hurriedly moved him. However, the bear was carefully hidden by him. It was not discovered by her, and it has been hidden until today—in the depths of the sofa compartment, in a drawer covered by layers of old newspapers and sundries.

Years have passed, the perpetrator has long been sent to a mental hospital, and the pain from ten years ago can't make any waves now, it's just...

Zhen Xiao looked at the dirty and worn-out bear in his hand, and the corner of his mouth pulled out a bitter arc that was almost sad, and he said to himself: "How could I forget..."

The name of the person he once liked so much, he wished that the cherished and cherished name engraved in his heart would appear in his life so genuinely, and get along with him day and night—how could he forget it.

It’s fine to forget, and from the first day of reunion, he has been swearing at others, saying that he hates him more than once, and teasing him tirelessly... Obviously, I realized my abnormal dependence and trust in him early on, and I didn’t even know it My heart was moved, why didn't I think of it earlier.

Of course he will be tempted, he is destined to be tempted, this person is hidden in the depths of his memory, the person he chose to protect even when he was injured - he likes Xia Jingzhe so much, ten years ago he couldn't tell the difference between "friendship" " and "Love" at the age that this is the love of his life, even if he loses this memory, he will still fall in love with him again without hesitation.

but……

"What should we do?" The young man held up the little bear, as if he was talking to the bear, or talking to himself, his tone was so soft that he almost sighed, "It's broken like this, does he still want us..."

He was drawn to death in the comics, probably not.

"Little Jingzhe, a man I don't know came to the house today. My mother asked me to come out first and go to the library to study by myself, but I didn't want to go, so I came to see you."

"Idiot," Xia Jingzhe stood on tiptoe and touched his head, his tone was a bit fierce, but there was a happy smile on his face, "Why did you come here by yourself, aren't you afraid of getting lost?"

"I've memorized the way to Little Jingzhe's house, so I won't get lost," Xiao Zhenxiao obediently lowered her head to let him touch her, and asked in a soft voice, "Tell me, why did my mother let me out alone today?" ah?"

Xia Jingzhe took him by the hand and walked into her garden, found his favorite orange from the flower and fruit plate, lowered her head and peeled it. Hearing this, she stopped to think about it, and said hesitantly, "Maybe... it's a relationship."

"fall in love?"

"I don't really understand, but I often see it on TV." Xia Jingzhe put the peeled orange into his hand, and said, "It's probably two people who like each other, want to see each other every day, and know how to hold each other." Hand in hand... by the way, I will kiss you!"

The person in front of him is obviously a head taller than him, but he looks more like a child who has not experienced much in the world than him, biting an orange obediently, raising clear and dark eyes to look at him: "Kiss... what is it?"

"It's just touching each other with your lips. Not only is it 'in love', good friends can also kiss each other. It's said on TV... um!"

Before finishing speaking, Zhen Xiao suddenly leaned over and pecked one of his cheeks.

The place he touched immediately turned red, Xia Jingzhe covered her face, subconsciously dodged backwards, turned her head and just happened to meet the innocent eyes of the other party - those beautiful black eyes looked at him from too close a distance, The eyes are focused and sincere, and the owner of the eyes spoke softly, like a piece of sweet orange-flavored marshmallow: "Little Jingzhe, aren't we good friends?"

"Yes, of course, but..."

"Do you like me?"

"Of course I like it..." The voice became softer and softer, but Zhen Xiao still heard it clearly, the corner of his mouth curved into a satisfied smile, and he leaned forward to kiss his right cheek again.

——So soft, I couldn't help but take a small bite.

The child who was attacked exclaimed, his eyes were covered with mist, and he stared at him densely, wanting to accuse, but he couldn't think of suitable words for a while—the little trouble he picked up this time Visibly lost to the naked eye, he straightened up obediently and walked in front of him, bent over to hold his sleeve, and stared at him without saying a word, as if he was the only one in the whole world, his eyes were wet and soft , with a soft coquettish meaning.

This is his best trick, as long as he looks softly for a while, Xia Jingzhe will definitely lose.

"Can I kiss you again?" Sensing that the other person's expression was a little loose, Little Trouble added the weight pitifully, "Little Jingzhe is my best friend..." "Kiss, kiss, I really can't do anything with you— Don't bite!"

This time it's the forehead.The child leaned down and kissed him on the forehead almost piously. He promised well, but he still couldn't help pushing forward and rubbing it with his sharp canine teeth.

"Little Jingzhe, your face is so red, are you sick..."

"..."

"Little Jingzhe?"

"Don't ask!"

Zhenxiao has been a little strange recently.

Xia Jingzhe couldn't tell what was strange about him, but felt that something was wrong with this person recently. Although he was still keen to tease him, it seemed to make people worry a lot. There were not so many weird requests, what to eat, and even Will spontaneously and consciously help take out the trash.

More and more often, he sees the tenderness under that layer of ice shell, which makes it hard to tell whether it is real, or the gentleness that feels like sitting on pins and needles.

He couldn't hide the matter in his heart, and the more he thought about it, the more strange he felt, and finally on a certain night when the two of them were alone together, he couldn't bear it anymore, and asked seemingly unintentionally: "My surname Zhen, did you... do something to apologize to me?" ?”

In a sense, his intuition was terrifyingly accurate—the person being questioned froze suddenly, barely maintained his expressionless face, and said firmly: "No."

Xia Jingzhe looked at his expression, and asked again: "Then... have you found out what's wrong?"

"No, what exactly are you trying to say?"

The room was so quiet that a needle could be heard, one second, two seconds, three seconds—three seconds later Xia Jingzhe finally cleared his throat, and said after deliberation: "I think you've been a little abnormal recently, no, it's too normal."

"Really," Zhen Xiao was noncommittal, lowered his head and continued to write his homework, and tentatively asked nonchalantly, "Isn't it better to be normal?"

It seems like a good thing to lose the trouble of holding back bad water all day to deal with him, but—Xia Jingzhe lowered his eyes, and heard himself answer softly: "It's nothing, it's pretty good."

But it always reminded him of someone—the person he had already buried deep in his memory, but couldn't help looking forward to the reunion.

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The atmosphere suddenly turned into a crematorium...