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On Saturday morning, Jiajia hadn't gotten up yet, and Feng Han had already arrived outside the door. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Jiajia, get up!"

Feng Han waited for a while, and heard that there was no movement inside, so he went in.

"Good morning!"

Jiajia wrapped herself in the quilt, sat up, and looked at Feng Han.

"Oh, so you woke up, and I heard no sound inside, so I came in."

Feng Han said at the door, his movements a little unnatural.

"Then, then I'll go out when you wake up, let's go outside after dinner."

Jiajia raised her head, her eyes teary: "I had a dream." ”

"Oh, I dream a lot, too, but I don't do it often anymore when I grow up." Feng Han walked to Jiajia's bed and sat down, "What kind of dream did you have?" ”

"I, in a dream, I had a pair of wings and flew above the clouds."

"Didn't you say you wanted to have a pair of wings?"

"Well, I'm happy, but I'm also lonely."

"Let's eat."

The mother's voice came from the kitchen, breaking the heavy topic.

"Oh, got it, go right away."

Feng Han replied loudly.

After eating, before her mother went to work, Jiajia brought the food stamps she had saved up for a year.

On the road again, I passed by a machine selling drinks.

"Ahh

"Do you want to drink?"

"I want to drink that strawberry jelly."

"Don't drink it!" Feng Han smiled evilly and said to Jiajia, "Just listen to me." ”

Feng Han took out the soda from it and threw it into Jiajia's hand.

"Let's go, the soda is delicious, too."

"Oh, meow~"

Feng Han stretched out his hand and used some strength.

"Wow, whoa." Jiajia held her head, squatted on the ground, and whispered, "Isn't it just a mantra?" Do you use it? It hurts! ”

Jiajia wiped the tears from her eyes with her hand and stood up, looking happy.

“what？”

Feng Han was taken aback, because he knew with all his strength that if he didn't cry, he would never play with himself again in the future.

"What's wrong?"

"Oh~ it's okay."

walked to the mall and walked around in a big circle, but none of them could be bought, so Jiajia and Feng Han walked out.

"Ugh."

Jiajia sighed and walked away involuntarily, not thinking of Feng Han behind her.

And Feng Han followed her silently behind, wondering what she was going to do.

Jiajia walked to the beach and sat on the embankment to prevent the tide from overflowing.

A hand was stretched out, facing the sky.

Feng Han sat down and said, "What did you dream about at noon today?" Why is it so uncomfortable? ”

"Me? I! I dreamed that I had been caught, put in a cage, and my wings had been sealed. I'm so lonely, and I'm so scared. ”

Feng Han took off his coat and put it on Jiajia, and said: "Dreams, not necessarily reality, I once dreamed that the two of us are not good friends, what do you think?" ”

Feng Han stretched out his hand and inadvertently saw the watch, and suddenly the two of them spoke.

"Wow! ~ It's time to go back! ”

Then the two of them looked at each other and smiled, quickly stood up and ran towards home.

"I said when I should come back, and what I said yesterday was all in vain."

"Mom, I know it's wrong, I won't dare next time."

"yes, yes, the two of us just went to the mall and lost track of time."

Feng Han and Jiajia shed a lot of cold sweat, because yesterday his mother said that if it was too late in the future, they would not eat.

After a twelve-minute lecture, a phone call finally freed Feng Han and Jiajia, and his mother took the phone, so she went out and asked them to make some food by themselves.

Feng Han couldn't cook, so he had to watch TV.

Suddenly, Jiajia's voice came from the kitchen: "Ah, the soy sauce is a bit too much." ”

After a while, Feng Han exhaled, and then continued to watch.

"Wow, I put the sugar in there."

"Wow, there's too much salt."

“……”

At this time, Feng Han is silent and sound.

silently turned off the TV, and heard Jiajia's shouting: "Feng Han, it's ready, it's time to eat." ”

Feng Han came over and saw that there was nothing unusual in the kitchen, so he sat down directly and tasted it.

"I'm going to make a delicious one."

Feng Han didn't swallow it before he said, "Mm-hmm, almost." ”

"I didn't taste cicadas."

“what？”

A delicious meal that you can't eat.

After Feng Han finished eating, he felt weird, so he lay down on the sofa and watched TV.

Just when the fight was intense, Jiajia came over and turned off the TV.

"Let's play poker!"

Kaede closed his eyes in displeasure and twisted his head to the side.

But Feng Han agreed to Jiajia: "Okay, what are you talking about?" ”

"We play... Play. ”

The playing cards suddenly spilled on the ground, and Jiajia suddenly cried, saying strange things in her mouth.

"Thank you, we can't be good friends, I can't. I... I can't, I can't have good friends. ”

Suddenly, the door opened, and Feng Han's mother immediately carried Jiajia into the house.

'What's wrong?' What's going on? Which dream is it? ’

Feng Han's heart was very confused, so he entered the house, lay on the bed and fell asleep.

"Feng Han, get up."

Feng Han's mother shouted Feng Han.

"Mom, what happened last night?"

"Alas, this child, it's not that I can't get rid of her habits, it's because she doesn't dare to approach anyone, not even me."

"Well, that's been the case before, right?"

"Yes, but it was her classmate who got sick at school."

Feng Han walked into Jiajia's room and didn't wake Jiajia up, but just went in and looked at the layout of the room.

"Ah, Feng Han, why don't you say a word and come in again?"

"Oh, I saw you got sick yesterday and wanted you to get a little more sleep."

By the way, Feng Han picked up the diary and read it.

"It's not good to look at other people's diaries casually, it's okay, I'll let you read it, only yourself."

Feng Han turned to the first page, and saw that it was a dream written by a little girl, and there was a painting.

A lot of it was the same dream, but then it was different.

'#月#日, my mother's son came back, supposedly a month older than me. And send me to school. ’

#月#1日, Feng Han said his name, and generously said that he didn't need to call him brother. ’

Feng Han flipped through a few pages and read it again.

#月#12日, Feng Han and I went to play at Muqiao at night, although we were wet, but we were happy in our hearts. ’

#月#13日枫寒和我去了商场玩, and he called me to wake up in the morning. ’

"Why did you write me?"

Feng Han held the open diary.

"Because you're me, good friend!"

In the afternoon, the boat was repaired, Jiajia also went to school, and Feng Han left alone.

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