Chapter 40: Attachment from Memory
In the shadows, there seemed to be a voice coming from the depths of his mind.
That was the deepest memory hidden in Song Xiaoxiao's mind.
"Who are you?" The young Song Xiaoxiao held the rabbit doll in his hand, sat on the sofa at home, looked coldly at the little boy with a curious gaze in front of him, and said.
"My name is Song Xiao." The little boy said softly.
"You were adopted by your father and mother, right?"
Song Xiaoxiao looked at Song Xiao with undisguised disgust in his eyes, as if he was looking at something dirty: "I warn you, don't be delusional to stay, put away your dirty attempts." ”
"Huh?" Song Xiaoleng is gone.
"There were many children from the orphanage before you, do you know where they went?"
Song Xiaoxiao, who was only five years old, said lightly: "I forced you away, and you will end up the same." ”
Song Xiao didn't speak, just looked at Song Xiaoxiao blankly, not knowing what he was thinking.
"Goo."
Facing Song Xiaoxiao's puzzled gaze, Song Xiao smiled embarrassedly and said, "I'm hungry." ”
"Huh?" Song Xiaoxiao said strangely: "It's so late, haven't you eaten yet?" ”
"Well, the orphanage is short of funds, and I don't like people, so I only eat steamed buns every day." Song Xiao said honestly.
Song Xiaoxiao was silent, and looked at Song Xiao with burning eyes, as if he wanted to see through his whole person.
She had seen so many orphanage children before Song Xiao, because of the complexity of the environment and the insecurity of being alone, they often had distorted personalities and were easy to scheming since they were young.
In Song Xiaoxiao's opinion, Song Xiao in front of her seems to be the same, and those so-called dark thoughts can't escape her eyes.
It's just that she was disappointed, Song Xiao calmly faced Song Xiaoxiao's burning gaze, her eyes were sincere and clear, and the previous words didn't seem to be fake.
After a while, Song Xiaoxiao sighed: "I'll go get you something to eat." ”
Song Xiaoxiao slowly got up, walked through the living room, walked into the kitchen, and fumbled in the refrigerator to take out the bread and milk left over from breakfast.
"Oh, it's yours." Song Xiaoxiao brought bread and milk to the hungry Song Xiao.
"Thank you." Song Xiao hurriedly took it and said gratefully.
"Slow down." Song Xiaoxiao said helplessly: "How can you eat so much." ”
After just a while, Song Xiao ate the bread and milk for adults, which surprised Song Xiaoxiao slightly.
"Is he really so pitiful that he can't even eat?" Song Xiaoxiao couldn't help but have doubts in her heart.
"Click."
In the distance, the door of the house opened, and the sound of handbags was heard, as well as the gentle voices of men and women: "Xiaoxiao? ”
"We're back, do you get along with your brother?"
Hearing this voice, Song Xiao's body stiffened, and he looked at Song Xiaoxiao with a smile, and he couldn't speak for a while.
He knew that many adopted children did not have time to go through the formalities, and they could also be sent back to the orphanage because the children of the original adopters did not like them.
Song Xiao wanted to say something, but he didn't say it after all, just stood in a flurry manner.
The footsteps in the corridor sounded in the room without hurry, and gradually approached the living room, like a heavy drum falling in my heart.
"I ask you, why should I keep you?" The young Song Xiaoxiao seemed to see through what Song Xiao was thinking, and asked with a sophisticated attitude that did not belong to her age.
"I can protect you." Faced with Song Xiaoxiao's questioning, Song Xiao's face turned red.
Song Xiaoxiao smiled, took a deep look at the skinny Song Xiao, and was noncommittal.
The air conditioner suddenly turned cold, and the furniture in the room was frozen in frost, falling into an ice-blue world.
"Huh."
Dao Ice Ridge rushed out of the ground, with a cold cold light, slowly enveloping Song Xiao in it.
"Are you afraid?" Song Xiaoxiao smiled coldly.
Song Xiaoxiao did not go to school, because his power was not controlled when he was young, so he was feared by many children, for fear of being hurt by it.
She actually lied, and the children who came from the orphanage were not forced away by her, but also because she was afraid of her uncontrollable power, so she took the initiative to ask to go back.
Secular prejudice isolates Song Xiaoxiao, she is so cold and lonely in the ice and snow.
However, Song Xiao did not show a frightened look, screamed like those former playmates, and then isolated Song Xiaoxiao.
He slowly crossed the ice ridge, ignoring the danger of being bruised, and walked straight to the startled Song Xiaoxiao.
The sharp ice edges pierced the young Song Xiao's immature skin, causing blood to overflow on his legs, and slowly left on the ground, revealing a shocking red.
Facing Song Xiaoxiao's surprised gaze, Song Xiao opened his arms and gave Song Xiaoxiao a hug without hesitation.
"You must be lonely." Song Xiao's voice was as clear as his gaze, with sincerity.
He seemed to see through Song Xiaoxiao's disguise, saw Song Xiaoxiao's barren and lonely heart, and desperately wanted to warm her.
Even at the risk of being scratched by the ice edges, he was fearless and brave, and hugged her with a lonely heart.
Song Xiaoxiao's body trembled, as if he was hit by Song Xiao's words and felt the fragility in his heart, and he didn't push him away for a while.
She only felt a sour feeling in her heart, and she rarely felt the warmth from Song Xiao's embrace, which was real, simple.
The warmth made her feel comfortable, dispelling the anxiety that had been brought about by loneliness, the panic of fear of her own abilities.
"Xiaoxiao, you're in trouble again?"
"Why did you hurt my brother?"
The voices of the parents came from far and near, and they happened to see the scene of the two hugging, and they were slightly surprised.
"No, I'm messing around with my brother." Slowly pushing Song Xiao away, Song Xiaoxiao smiled-
Well, I'll admit you're my brother-
But you are so weak, I am so strong, who protects whom is not certain!
That year, Song Xiao was six years old and Song Xiaoxiao was five years old.
It was their first encounter, deep and funny, deep into Song Xiaoxiao's soul, unforgettable.
"Click."
The door slowly opened, waking up Song Xiaoxiao, who was caught in a memory.
"Why is it so dark?" The person who opened the door turned out to be Song Cheng, the security director of the Song family.
"Smack."
Hearing only a crisp sound, Song Cheng fumbled and turned on the lights in Song Xiaoxiao's room, illuminating the room.
I saw Song Xiaoxiao sitting on the edge of the bed, with a shallow smile, and motioned, "Please take a seat." ”
With Song Cheng's kung fu of turning on the lights, Song Xiaoxiao had already packed up his feelings, and looked at Song Cheng with a smile that did not reveal a trace of love.
Song Cheng hesitated slightly, not knowing whether to enter Song Xiaoxiao's room or not.
"Come in." Song Xiaoxiao said with deep meaning: "You don't want to think about those things in my hands? ”——
I can't wait-
I must quickly find out Song Mingcheng's true purpose-
With Song Cheng's hands, more things will definitely be found out-
My brother is protected by me.
As soon as he heard the threat in Song Xiaoxiao's words, Song Cheng's face froze, as if he remembered that he had been mastered by Song Xiaoxiao, so he had to enter the room and slowly close the door.