how dare it be too late

The evening wind blows gently, the night is getting darker, the street lamps are dimly shining, and there are fewer and fewer pedestrians on the small road.

"Tired?"

Jin Junmian turned his head and asked Mumu next to him, wanting to squat down to carry her like before, she shook her head, and moved closer to his back, clinging to him, letting their bodies lean on each other.

"I don't want to go." Mumu held Jin Junmian's arm tightly, and said with a sad face, "I don't want to leave here."

Jin Junmian didn't speak, and walked slowly forward with Mumu in silence. Mumu tapped Jin Junmian's shoulder with his head once and for all, chanting.

"I don't want to go, I don't want to go, I don't want to go..."

"Mumu, look, what kind of flower is this?"

Raising her head in response, Mumu saw the fiery red of the tree, with thousands of flowers blooming densely on the densely intertwined branches.

Jin Junmian stretched out his hand and plucked the crimson flowers that bloomed on the branches, lying quietly in his palm, it was extraordinarily bright and beautiful.

Mumu twisted the root of the flower and looked carefully, then shook her head hopelessly: "I don't know."

"When I was very young, you planted a tree like this in your house, but it bloomed only once and then died. Your mother never planted it again."

"And then?" Mumu looked up at the colorful and bright red flowers, and the fiery red seemed to reflect the sunset glow in the sky.

"Then you were born." Jin Junmian looked down at Mumu with tenderness in his eyes and a doting smile, "It's an ugly baby."

Mu Mu pursed her lips, took another look at the fiery red sea of ​​flowers, left Jin Junmian behind, and walked forward on her own.

Seeing that Jin Junmian didn't follow, she turned around angrily, her nose and mouth were twisted together, really like that wrinkled baby who was crying all the time.

Jin Junmian felt it was funny, and the smile on his face became more gentle, and he slowly opened his arms. Mumu didn't delay for a second, and ran over quickly, and the whole person was wrapped in his arms.

"When you were young, no matter where you fell or how painful it was, as long as I opened my hands, you would run over and cry in my arms."

Jin Junmian thought of the toddler, and the smile on his face deepened.

"Actually...it doesn't hurt very much. I just want you to hug me and then fake cry." Mumu's voice was muffled, and it came from his chest without any sense of guilt.

He has long been familiar with it, but he has cooperated with her time and time again, and he is unwilling to expose it. If one day his Mumu becomes a great artist, he must be responsible for it. But after thinking about it, who would indulge her infinitely like him? What about her deception, his Mumu...

"Mumu." Jin Junmian buried his face in Mumu's long hair and hugged her tightly. Every expression, every movement, and every murmur contained deep and strong feelings, "I will not be here in the future." Days, don't cry, be strong, you have always been a child who loves to laugh."

When he told me, don't cry, be strong, I knew I had to go.

The sun was shining, it was quiet and beautiful, under the big tree with lush branches and leaves, she sat on the swing and swayed gently, wearing a short white skirt and long black hair, holding the guitar and playing affectionately.

The little boy blows soap bubbles. In the midsummer sun, the bubbles dance lightly all over the sky, refracting colorful rays of light, crystal clear, some fly and shatter in the bright sunshine, and some float away yearning for the blue sky.

The little girl laughed and twirled her skirt in the midst of countless colorful bubbles and the delicate and beautiful guitar melody, round and round, her immature face was filled with happy smiles, and the sun shone on the three of them like blurred and bright gold. On the body, this happy picture is so beautiful that it seems like an oil painting of the most proud and pinnacle of an unknown artist.

The children were tired from running and were called by their mothers to take a nap.After the child left, everything was still, as if the joy just now was an illusion of a sleeper.

Holding the guitar, Kapok walked to the tall and tall tree, sat down slowly against the trunk, and picked up the fallen flowers on the ground. The petals were still bright and red, and she raised her head to look up at the bright red flowers that were quietly blooming all over the tree, as if Even the blue sky is dyed red.

The breeze blows gently, Kapok sits on a colorful red floor, there is a faint smile on the corner of the curved mouth, gentle and soft, but there is a bit of an old taste, the fragrance of flowers wafts in the wind, she closes her eyes intoxicated, transparent The liquid dripped from the corners of her eyes, and she smiled happily, very childishly.

Father and mother stood together by the window on the second floor, looking indifferently at Kapok sitting under the tree, without any expression on his face.

"Kapok smiles very beautifully, the corners of her mouth are always gracefully curved, almost perfect," Dad put his hand in his suit pocket, stared at Kapok, was silent for a few seconds, and suddenly said, "What did he tell you back then? "

Dad's tone was flat, as if he was talking about what we are eating tonight.

Mom turned her head, her eyes widened in shock, she lost her mind for a while, then she suddenly laughed, looking defeated.

"I kept it a secret for five years, but you actually knew it long ago."

Dad also showed a rare smile, shallow and fleeting.

"Kapok has always been a happy girl." Turning her head, looking at the person bathed in the sun, her mother muttered to herself, "Sometimes giving up is also a disguised gain."

"I don't want to go..."

The moment Mumu fell asleep, he was clutching the corner of Jin Junmian's clothes and muttering. He exhaled forcefully, as if releasing all the heaviness accumulated in his chest.

Jin Junmian turned off the desk lamp, put the hair-shedding baby bear into her arms, helped her tuck the quilt, and gently brushed the hair that fell on her cheeks. Under the faint moonlight, he looked down at her for a while, and put his pocket Put the red flowers picked at night on the bedside table, and then walked out of the room...

"Auntie." Jin Junmian looked at his wife with sincere and firm eyes, "I have something to say to you..."

The tranquility of the morning was broken by Mumu's sad cries, and Jin Junmian's packed luggage was taken out one by one by her, and she willfully threw them away far away.

"I'm not leaving! I'm not leaving!!" She cried aggrievedly while kicking her clothes out of Jin Junmian's reach. The room was in a mess. Jin Junmian frowned helplessly, looking at her who was sloppy, Never say a word.

"Jin Junmian! I won't go!! You drive me away and I won't go!" Mumu tore up her clothes frantically, kicked the heavy suitcase far and far away, her feet were immediately red and swollen, and she cried so much It got even worse, tears flowed all over his face, "It hurts...brother, it hurts..."

Jin Junmian was still unmoved when he saw her injured for the first time, his back was straight and stiff, and the nails of his clenched fists were firmly embedded in his palms.

"I will never put my underwear in your locker again...I will not secretly take all the money in your wallet...Brother, don't drive me away, okay...I will study hard, Also, I won't let you listen to the teacher scolding again... I will be obedient, I will stop being naughty, I will be obedient...don't drive me away..."

The tears flowed more and more urgently, big ones rolled down, she trembled all over, crying like a seven or eight-year-old girl, at a loss assuring her brother that he would not blame her for his mistakes at all.

"Do you know, Mumu, you won't solve any problems by crying now." Jin Junmian's voice was low and hoarse, staring at Mumu who was sobbing with hazy eyes, he lightly frowned his pretty eyebrows, his eyes were full of determination, " It took me many years to finally get the chance to debut, and now even people all over the world know me, I have been working hard, Mumu, you will grow up one day, brother wants to see if you will grow up He also became famous through his own efforts.”

Mumu gradually stabilized her emotions, but tears kept coming out of her eyes in the blink of an eye, her body trembling and twitching from crying, looking at Jin Junmian's firm eyes, she nodded her head half understanding.

Maybe she didn't fully understand what Jin Junmian's words meant, she just didn't want to disappoint the person she likes.

When she left, she didn't take anything with her, and felt that everything was old, maybe she should leave it, maybe she should leave something for the person who said goodbye.

Holding Baby Bear's bald ears, she stood in the empty airport hall, bright and dazzling sunlight came in through the glass windows, she turned her head quietly, raised her hand to cover the glare of the sun, the light streamed through her fingers, She cried all over her face.

"From today on, my brother will go to the best and most outstanding entertainment company to be a trainee, I admire those stars on TV, my brother will become like them in the future, appearing on TV every day. "

She didn't understand what he said at all, and she was all focused on the plush toy in his hand.

"What's this?" Her eyes were bright, jumping for joy as she stared at the furry toy.

"Brother will practice late at the company in the future, so I can't coax you to sleep every day. From now on, this little bear will be Mumu's brother. When Mumu misses me, he can hug him to sleep."

She couldn't wait to hug the soft baby bear, and she liked it so much.

Probably because I miss it every day, the baby bear lost its hair soon, and it never grew new hair, it was bald and a little old.

"Brother, let's go..."

Mumu lowered her head, looked at the little bear in her hand through her tears, and the tears dripped on the little bear... She sobbed, and followed her new parents to the boarding entrance.

When Jin Junmian issued the notice and hurried to the airport, Mumu had already gone for a long time, and he couldn't find any trace of her, and the tears she cried on the floor had already dried up.

His Mumu is already far away from him.