Until I was five years old, I wasn't curious about the outside world.

Even though it's just a simple square house, I can find pleasure in it.

The roof and three of the walls were sealed, except for one that was more special, a fence made of wood, which was the most beautiful house in my young and empty conception, like the dream castle of the "little princess".

Even when I later learned that it was a prison, I never thought to overturn this notion, because it did not disgust me, but on the contrary, it exuded a warm and gentle warmth.

When I was still waving my little hands and feet in my swaddling clothes, I could only look at the top wall above my head.

It was full of dark brown, with some black and red beads, needles or pinnae, and of course speckled and banded patterns, and many chondrites and stone bubbles arranged in irregular shapes, exuding a bright vitreous sheen.

"She's so beautiful with big eyes flashing."

"That's it, you see that long eyelashes are like a small fan, and she must be a beauty in the future!"

I know that the "uncles" who look different like to look around me, and although they hear some unadorned rough words in their ears, they always make me laugh at the time, and for me these shallow and unlearned fairy tales are the most beautiful fairy tales.

The checkered bars were made of coral wood, and the rough gray-brown surface was littered with round pores of various sizes, some with some small raised nodulous pores, and climbing them was the first thing I liked to do when I was able to climb on flat ground, because it saved me the important part of learning to walk, although I couldn't speak at the time, only babbling.

At that time, my three "mothers" found out about my hobby and became an obstacle to me. I was drooling, and I had barely lifted my calves when they scrambled to take them away and put them under the wall farthest from the railing.

Maybe it's by nature, and I already knew how to coquettish, maneuver, resist, and even cheat with them, when I could only make a few single sounds.

As soon as they put me down and let go of my hand, I crawled in the direction that looked like a "toy" specially prepared for me, and when I was surrounded by my mothers, I would immediately put my thumb in my mouth and make a weeping expression, which was lethal enough to shake a large bottle full of vinegar and let it spill at the same time.

When they were negligent because of their emotion, I took the opportunity to slip through the gap, and then the long-haired "mother" would stretch out her arms and wrap the long-haired hair around my little feet. I couldn't move because of my strength, and when I fell into his arms, I offered a great kiss, and it was only natural that he would be weakened by the fluttering of his heart, and I was given another chance.

However, this method does not always succeed, but I still have a killer idea, and that is crying in the dark. Although this is indeed a bit mischievous, but after repeated trials, I know that the "mothers" look burly on the outside, and even a little tiger-backed, but their hearts are so delicate and soft.

Later, I realized that there was nothing wrong with these milky smells, because in their eyes, I would always be their favorite "little princess".

I couldn't resist it, and the six-handed "mother" smoothed out all the bumps that might scratch me, and I made a stained sound to express my joy, and in a few days I was able to climb to the top level.

It was at this time that I spoke my first words.

I don't remember what I said at the time, because what really remained in the memory was the nickname that my lawless self gave to "Mom and Dad" later.

I didn't call them "Mom and Dad", maybe because every day I was exposed to their uninhibited vulgar scolding, or because even though I didn't do anything else, I still noticed the obvious difference in appearance, and subconsciously felt that turning a blind eye to these uneasiness was the best choice.

"One go! One look! "I grabbed a piece of wood in one hand and waved it at the one-eyed one-legged monster below.

"Call Daddy!" He sat cross-legged on the ground, his hands deftly braiding the braids on his head, so fast that it was impossible to see his technique.

"One-eyed, let's be a mother, you secretly ...... again" Although the hairy monster was covered with hair, and its ears were covered without a single gap, it was like having a pair of ears that had a good wind.

"That's it!" The diamond-faced monster stretched out its six hands at the same time, grabbing a braided braid and untying it three times and dividing it by two.

"What are you doing?"

"I see you have to make it up several times a day, so I like me to help you unravel it! So you can make it up again! ”

"Hum ......" snorted angrily, and in the blink of an eye, the six long hands with a diamond-shaped face were braided into a caisson knot by him.

"That's it! One eye, six legs, and hairy hair...... Don't make any noise! ”

"Asu, I said I had a hand! If you want to call it, it should be six hands! The diamond-shaped face pursed his chin, but the complaint was expressed in the form of loss, and it could be seen that he was the "little princess" who loved him so much that he couldn't bear to be angry at her.

"That's not the point...... "The hairy monster's fur danced to one side, "I really want to hear Aso call her mother!" ”

"yes!" With a whip on one side and loose hair on one side, it snorted and cried like a resentful woman.

"I want to go down!" I ignore the plagiarized ideas and ignore their coquettish pouts.

Hearing this, the three "mothers" smiled together, "Come on, come on, come to Mom's arms!" ”

He rolled his eyes, then jumped down to the three arms that opened below.

Yes, I was able to climb to the top, but I won't climb down from it.

Having had enough of climbing the fence, I quickly found new fun again.

The other three windowless walls are made of loose and porous stone, squeezed one after another with pores and almond-shaped holes, as well as a flow-like rope pattern that looks like strands of rope twisted together, and even the pillow-like pattern of an ellipsoid.

I squatted on the ground and pulled for a while, then I found a sharp stone, picked it up and carved it on the wall with the sharp part, and in a short time there were Ichimoku, Hexeped, Maomao and me.

Seeing the jealousy of the "dads" next to me, I looked up at the little face for a while, squatted down for a while, stepped on the shoulders of the giants for a while, and busily worked up and down until there was no place to draw this wall.

"Fool, aren't there walls on the left and right sides?"

Mao Mao touched my head, and I grinned, exposing most of my white teeth.

This kind of inelegant smile was stolen from my "mom and dad", and before I knew it, it became a habit of possession.

I sometimes stare for a long time at the rosin-like sheen of the wall due to the scattering of some of the light due to the uneven surface of the stones, and I could not help but regard this inadvertent surprise discovery as a treasure, but I unreservedly told them this pride.

Because it's family, I want to share.

Just because you don't say it doesn't mean you don't think so in your heart.

The unspeakable words are sometimes more precious.

But if I had known that something like that would happen one day, I would have uttered the words they had been thinking about day and night.

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At night, I'm always the first to fall asleep.

But I don't know if I've slept too much, and I've always slept very lightly for a few days.

And thanks to this, faintly, I heard deliberate whispers around me.

To find out, I pretended to fall asleep early, and when the voice sounded again, I opened my eyes and jumped up.

What appeared in front of me was the "mom and dad" sitting in a mass as if they were in a meeting, all dressed in black from head to toe, and they all woke up stunned.

"What is this doing? Is there anything fun? My eyes lit up at the black "wooden flock" in front of me. R1152