After Naxin experienced two encounters, he realized ignorantly that it was not easy to do anything.

Since I was a child, I always felt that everything could be done as long as I was willing to put in the effort, but I didn't know how many people I borrowed behind it to move forward with peace of mind, but I have been greedily complaining that the road is not good, whether it is the college entrance examination or a year and a half of ordinary college life.

"Really, it's not easy. ”

Zhao Yilun sat up, "What's not easy?"

"Hey, you heard that!"

I just thought to myself, how could he ...... Can he read minds!

"You're not really stupid!" he flicked my forehead hard, and the force was not ordinary, and I felt like I was going to have a concussion.

"What is it that you just said yourself, what is it that is not easy?"

I rubbed my head, it really hurt, obviously I praised him for a second and looked good......

Caught off guard, my head was protected by two big hands, I reacted for a long time, Zhao Yilun was rubbing my forehead that was injured just now.

A shocking quote came out of my head, slapping you and throwing you a date at the same time.

The contrast should not be so big...

"Does it still hurt?"

"I felt like I was blind. ”

"Why curse yourself. ”

"Your hand is blocking my eyes. ”

“......”

He stopped his movements in an instant, and stretched his head over with a look of lovelessness: "You dead girl, you can't say, 'Brother, you are so gentle'." Something like that?"

"It's clear that you made the first move. It's also called brother, you haven't watched too many Korean dramas, right?"

"Do you scream!"

"Get out!"

We were fighting over our heads, and a hand reached out next to us and grabbed the mineral water I hadn't drunk just now.

It's the mother-in-law who picks up the garbage.

The reason why it was too dark, I barely recognized it, she seemed to recognize me, her eyes were full of dodge, like a cat afraid of life, hurriedly stuffed the water bottle into the big black woven bag, after a plastic rattle, the plastic bottle fell on the lawn.

In the noisy playground, the sound of bottles hitting the ground was almost negligible, but her body trembled slightly as if she was frightened.

Zhao Yilun moved two steps slightly, picked up the love bottle and put it into the big woven bag. There must have been a lot of bottles inside, bulging, with the corner of the woven bag open, and the small cans in it slid out one after another.

Zhao Yilun carefully resealed the woven bag, tied the dead knot, and the coat was not too dirty to drag in those bottles and cans, so I trotted over to help.

The lights came on, and the whole playground was like daylight, and we were exposed to the light, and there were a lot of whispers floating around.

Occasionally, when I look up, I will collide with those strange eyes.

The mother-in-law who was picking up the garbage stuffed the bottles with her head down, her unkempt hair covering her face for a while, and her mouth was muttering something, and after repeating it a dozen times, I could hear it clearly, saying thank you.

People are social animals, they always have to be gregarious, and once they do something different from others and say something different from others, they will be treated differently.

I have always adhered to such a distorted concept, and I have been tangled in making the same choices as most people.

If there was no Zhao Yilun that day, I would still choose to be a bystander as usual.

But fortunately, I was with him, doing something different from others, and spending a brief moment with a different concept from others.

If it was just me, even if I helped that mother-in-law, I wouldn't be at ease, it was because Zhao Yilun by my side, no matter what kind of mood I was in to do things that were out of place, I just unexpectedly felt calm.

It's so calm that this world seems to be just the two of us.

After five long minutes, we came to the stroller, and a small head was sticking out of it, and I looked at the child and couldn't help but ask, "How old is he?"

"Eight-year-old," the mother-in-law whispered.

Without explaining the reason to us too much, she enthusiastically handed me a pack of black things.

I couldn't push her for a long time, so I had to go next.

Zhao Yilun smiled and opened the seemingly cheap package, inside, there was a piece of chocolate that was about to melt.

I chewed slowly, it was so sweet, so sweet that I forgot the discomfort just now.....

"What I just said is that it's not easy to be like her. ”

"Hmm. He looked at the thin, small back of the stroller.

The clanging sound is getting farther and farther away.