My dad can't tell me what it means to be brave, but I still want to be a brave boy, and when I can't rely on my father, the only person I can rely on is myself. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

However, when my father said that he would not let me do anything that would hurt me, then I could only rack my brain to think about how to do something that might hurt me and make me feel scared, but it was basically unlikely to really hurt me.

I thought about it for a long time, and in the end, I decided to choose to climb the tree with great difficulty between grabbing the meat and bones in the sunspot's mouth or climbing the tree.

I'm afraid of heights, and when Kuroko eats, it's like a whole dog has completely changed, I've seen the dog next to me grab Kuroko's flesh and bones, and Kuroko almost didn't bite off the neck of the dog's daring guy.

I think if I had been close to it at that time, it might have lost its doggy nature for the sake of bones.

I'm not sure if Kuroko will turn against me because of this, and I don't really want to test our friendship over the years.

So even though I was very afraid of heights, I still chose to climb the big tree full of beautiful blue fruits that I had always wanted to climb.

From the moment I saw the fruit, I wanted to pick one and taste it, but my father said I couldn't eat it, so I gave up trying to eat it.

At the same time, because I am afraid of heights, I have never dared to really climb up, and I think if I climb, I should be able to become more courageous.

And I really did it, although my legs kept shaking, but I still climbed up, I could feel it, I became more courageous, it made me one step closer to becoming a boy, I was very happy.

But whenever I am very happy, it is extremely easy to be happy and sad, just like the death of the little green snake, like I forgot that my legs are still trembling, and I may not be able to support myself anymore, and walk back from this branch.

I managed to climb the tree I don't know what it was called, and I managed to pick the blue fruit that I had been dreaming of, but I also managed to fall off the tree.

The branch I was standing on was not particularly tall, and if I fell to the ground, I don't think the bones would break, at most some skin.

Although the branch I stood on was not particularly high, the branch stretched very long, so long that it just stretched into the yard of a dyeing workshop, and the bottom of the branch happened to be a lot of colorful large dye vats.

It's unlikely that I'll ever fall to the ground, and I'll only have a little choice at most which color dye vat I'm going to fall into.

Although, I don't remember if the last dye vat I fell into was a choice by me, anyway, I just remember that I fell into a large brown dye vat with pink dye.

Although I knew how to wash water, because I fell from a great place, my head hit the inner wall of the dye vat, and I was dizzy, and I choked on the water in my mouth and nose.

It's funny to say that my fear at that time was instinctive, and I didn't really understand what I was afraid of, and I didn't even know if I was afraid of death, because at that time I understood death, which was what was supposed to move, suddenly stopped moving, and I didn't really know what 'death' really meant.

I was so uncomfortable that I couldn't think about anything, and there was no picture of my father flashing in front of me, all I could see in front of me was darkness.

Just when I was so uncomfortable that I was about to lose consciousness, a loud bang sounded in my ears, and the darkness in front of me suddenly appeared a dazzling light, so I can't forget this light in my life.

I was swept away by this blinding light, and this was finally the final landing on the ground.

I sat up straight with my body in a daze, and there was some ethereal wind in my ears, some unreal, and I tried to open my eyes.

And when I opened my eyes again, I only vaguely saw a vague and dazzling tall figure standing against the light in front of me in this dazzling light.

I saw the shadow strolling towards me, but I couldn't get a real eye on him, for the peach-colored water in the vat was starting to hurt my eyes, and I had to close my eyes tightly again.

As I closed my eyes, I felt someone hold my shoulders and gently wipe my eyes and my wet face with a soft cloth like a handkerchief.

What I heard was the crisp voice of a boy who told me to try to open my eyes.

So, I opened my eyes wide, and finally saw the tall black shadow I had just seen, but he was not very tall, he was just a boy about my age...... Well, I think I'm two or three years older.

He was very fair-skinned, and very handsome, at least more delicate than I was, and if it weren't for the man's clothes, I would probably have thought of him as a young lady.

After all, because Uncle Wang's son Wang Dakui next door to my house is dangling in front of my house all day long, which is my most basic understanding of the boy's appearance.

I turned my head to look at the smashed brown vat behind me, almost two of my height, and sighed in my heart, I just know how to swim in the water, and I guess I won't be able to climb out of it.

I looked at the vat behind me, and then I looked more intently, looking at the boy in front of me who had let me out of the dye vat, he was standing against the light, it was clearly just a black shadow, but in my eyes, he was even more dazzling by the dazzling light behind him.

So, too, I wanted to know what I looked like in his eyes.

However, what else can I think of a girl from the dye vat? Maybe I just think I'm an ordinary and very disobedient girl, and when I think of this, I suddenly feel a little lost.

He didn't mind the stunned stares I had been looking at, but only asked me why I had climbed so high.

There was nothing embarrassing about this, I naturally said it bluntly, and told him with some pride that I did this to make myself more brave.

He laughed when he heard this, and I thought he was laughing at me, just like the adults who couldn't see that I was a girl, and they looked down on me, and I was a little angry.

However, he seemed to smile so beautifully that for a moment I couldn't get angry again.

No, it should be said that he made me understand what it means to be good-looking.

This kind of good-looking, good-looking is very unusual, as if the children next to him are standing next to him, they are all stones on the ground, and he is the stars in the sky, and the stars and the stones are completely different existences.

And I feel the difference so clearly.

Before I met him, I didn't really think there was much difference between them, not everyone has two eyes, a nose and a mouth, so what is there to look at and not to look at? And what does it matter if it is good or not? This kind of thing does not matter at all.

Ever since I saw him, however, this indistinguishable distinction has suddenly become very different.

The reason why I firmly believe that he is a star in the sky and not a stone is not entirely because he smiles so well, but mainly because he made me understand what it means to be brave.

He said that the reason why people should be brave is to protect themselves and others from harm, not to deliberately create harm to prove that they are not afraid of harm.

When you encounter something you are afraid of, you dare to face it, which is bravery.

Brave, you don't need to prove that you are not afraid of anything, the so-called bravery, it is precisely knowing that you are afraid of such things, but you dare to face and bear it.

To die in order to prove that you are not afraid of death is not bravery, it is stupidity.

In the same way, there is no point in trying to prove that you are not afraid of heights, rather than standing on high places.

Unless, in order to protect others and oneself, fear of heights, but resolutely stand on a high place, that is called bravery.

He was very well organized, not only did he understand, but it also made me feel very reasonable, and I was shocked, everyone is a child, why doesn't he look like a child at all?

I listened to his words silently, and at that moment, an idea suddenly popped up in my mind, I will definitely give him a litter of children when I grow up!

If I am destined to not grow into a boy in the future, destined to marry someone else, and have to give birth to a baby as painfully as Kuroko, if the person in front of me is him, I think, I may be willing.

No, perhaps, it could only be him.

I don't know why, but at that moment, I wanted to become a boy, but all of a sudden, it didn't feel so strong.

Since I was going to give him a baby, I naturally wanted to know who he was, so I naturally asked him his name, his age, where his family lived, how many people he had, what he liked and hated......

I guess I asked too many questions, and he couldn't remember it for a while. He only told me his name in the end.

Su Mo, a simple and quiet name, like his people, radiates light, but is very soft.

That **** fell into the peach-colored dye vat, so the whole person became a little pink man from top to bottom, and the skin of the whole body was pink and pink, I can imagine my ridiculous appearance from the color on my two arms.

Later, I washed off the color of the dye on my body, and Su Mo's name, accompanied by the dye vat that he smashed, has been soaking into my skin and blood since then, and I can no longer wash it clean.

I am but a stone, but I covet the stars of heaven. (To be continued.) )