The sunlight shines on the ground, reflecting a little fluorescence, if you close your eyes slightly, there will be a dreamy feeling, just like the fairy tale world, unreal, but a little unable to extricate yourself.

On a sunny day after the snow, you will feel the hazy world of the world, but you don't hate it, and it is not a good thing to be nervous, especially in the highly competitive country of South Korea, where relaxation is always a luxury.

But sometimes, competition will make people feel their own existence in society, for the existence of others, people are social creatures, and it is undeniable that only when they are with others, they will have vitality.

In fact, everything in the world is the same, the existence of a group is the hope of individual survival, and those lonely bison, wildebeest, and antelope will always be the food of the mouth of the predator. Perhaps, a single bison is no match for a lion, but with his companions by his side, even if he does not participate in the battle, he will fight with the tiger and tiger of the opponent, and he will not fall into the disadvantage at all. It is very good for a person to do whatever he wants, without having to think about the feelings of others, without worrying about other people's time, everything is centered on himself, and he does not have to go around the world of others.

But at the same time, a person also represents loneliness, no one accompanies him, no one occasionally accommodating, and there is no unbridled laughter, which is a person's sorrow, a person's helplessness, but there is nothing to pity, personal choice, must bear the necessary consequences, this is everyone's responsibility. In the distance, a few children were already having snowball fights, building snowmen, and laughter filled the streets.

As the capital of South Korea, Seoul is not only a densely populated place, but also one of the top ten financial centers in the world. At the end of the 20th century, South Korea, as one of the four Asian tigers, achieved rapid economic development, and its own culture gradually moved towards the world with the economic take-off, especially some tourist attractions such as Jeju Island, which also developed rapidly, and the flow of people increased day by day. It confirms a saying: economic growth is the medium of cultural transmission, such as Japan and the United States.

On the street, the laughter of children is still continuing, and the childish sound will make people forget a lot of unhappiness, as if their hearts have also been cleansed. The skills of communicating with and communicating with people accumulated over the years have returned to the original starting point, innocence, as if it would make people abandon all guilt.

It's just that in this pleasant picture, there is a small figure that always looks out of place, this boy is not very old, covered with cotton clothes, with a white knitted hat, and a slightly long scarf, but from his barely visible face, it can be seen that the boy is very delicate, and he thinks that he is very handsome. The boy saw the child in front of him playing happily, his eyes constantly showing envious expressions, and deep longing, only the occasional cough revealed the state of his body.

Yes, the boy's health is very bad, illness is commonplace, and medicine is a necessity of life, a necessity for all seasons. In the summer, it is better, but in other seasons, there are not a few days of good time, and the New Year's holidays do not let the family be safe, and they usually have to run to the hospital. The boy knew very well in his heart, so every time he went to the hospital, he was very well-behaved and obedient, he could not share the worries of his parents, and could only rely on this to relieve them of a little work.

His parents never complained about this, and naturally they loved their son, but they were often worried about whether this unexpected child would leave them in an unexpected time like an accident, although it was cruel, but this was the fact that the doctor told them. Therefore, every time I face my son, try to keep their smiles and give him enough family warmth, and only put down the disguise of the day when I go to bed at night, the wife is sobbing quietly, and the husband hugs his wife silently, and melancholy will fill the whole room every night.

"Hunxian, let's play together." Perhaps after playing for a long time, a boy finally spotted the boy who was hiding in a corner and watching them silently, so he ran over generously and extended an invitation. Hearing the boy's greeting, the boy's eyes showed an eager expression, but it was only a fleeting moment, and it was replaced by loneliness in a moment.

Even so, he politely responded to the friendly boy: "Thank you, thank you, but I'm sorry, if I get sick due to playing like this, it will worry Abba and Oma." Seeing the boy's apology, the boy who ran over didn't say anything more, probably knowing some of the boy's situation, and ran back to the middle of the group of children, continuing the lively game of snowball fights.

At this moment, a man walked over, looked at the lively scene in front of him, and saw the contrasting boy, not only sighed, but then smiled. Probably noticing the man's arrival, it seemed that everyone knew this tall, thin, and elegant man, and they all stopped their movements and bowed slightly to the man: "Uncle Xu is good." ”

The man nodded politely and let them play with themselves, then walked up to the boy standing in the corner and said, "Why don't Hunxian go play together?" Although the tone was a little reproachful, he couldn't help but show pampering.

Also, if there is such a child in the family, how can you blame it? What's more, he is so well-behaved, even if he shows a tone, he is forced to pretend to be just a last resort, just to make his child like other children, not to make him feel "special" treatment, not because he is afraid that his son will be pampered, but because he is worried that he will feel different from others.

Perhaps, if the son is pampered, he will feel a little less guilty as a parent, but this child is so well-behaved that it makes people feel a little distressed. Sure enough, the son's answer did not surprise the man: "Abba, it's okay, I can play alone." As he spoke, he picked up a handful of snow from the ground, made it into a snowball, and played with a smile on his face.

It's just that the boy doesn't know what to say, and his smile will only make his father more sad. The man adjusted his mood and straightened the boy's clothes: "It's a little cold, let's go home, mom is waiting at home." The boy nodded obediently, threw away the snowball in his hand, patted the water droplets off his gloves, and took the man's hand and walked in the direction of home.

"Oma, I'm back." Approaching the door, the boy happily broke free from his father's hand, trotted to open the door of the house, saw his mother in the yard, and quickened his pace, and ran over quickly, so that the men at the door who saw this scene were a little jealous, but who made him a father, the boy is usually closer to his mother.

When the woman saw the boy running in front of her, she touched her son's face with doting, and then said with some disgust: "Slow down, what should I do if I fall?" Don't be in such a hurry next time, do you know the way? ”

The boy smiled stupidly, nodded in agreement, and then rubbed into his mother's arms, as if looking for a warm kitten, and put his two little hands around his mother's neck. The young woman smiled helplessly when she saw her son's appearance, I don't know what Lu Dao is for, the boy likes to stick to her very much, since he was a child, although he is four or five years old, he has become much more well-behaved, but this habit has not changed at all.

raised his head, looked at her husband who followed her son into the door, and looked at him gently: "I'm back." "This is the way they get along with each other, and in a nutshell, it's like respecting each other. The man smiled and nodded, which was considered to be an answer to his wife's words, and then he cared: "The weather is getting colder and colder, it has entered December, and there will be more and more snowy weather in the future, pay more attention to your body, besides, you are pregnant, take more rest, and I will do the housework." ”

In just a few words, the wife felt that her husband cared deeply about her. In South Korea, although I don't want to admit it, but the status of the wife in the family is relatively low, the housework is done by the wife, and the children are basically taken care of by the wife, and the man basically does not stretch out his hand, maybe there have been some changes in the past few years, but there is not much convenience, so the man said this, you can know what kind of relationship he and his wife have.

At this time, the boy also came to his senses, carefully got up from his mother's body, and then gently touched his mother's slightly bulging abdomen, and said happily: "Oma, am I going to have younger brothers and sisters?" ”

Although she had heard her son's words countless times, the woman still pinched his little nose dotingly: "Yes, Wuli Hunxian is going to be an elder brother, and someone will play with you in the future, and remember to take care of your younger brothers and sisters in the future." ”

The woman's face was filled with a very happy smile, just talking, I don't know what happened to Lu Dao, there is a sourness in my heart, maybe, with the next child, my son will not be so sad when he leaves. Thinking a little self-deceptive, how can the loss of one's own child not be painful? This child is unique, and no amount of children can replace his place in their hearts.

Perhaps noticing the slight change in his wife's mood, the man immediately changed the subject: "By the way, let's go to the mall as a family later, and prepare something for the upcoming child, although it is a little early, but it will not be as busy as when Hunxian was born." ”

Saying that, he himself laughed, this child came so suddenly, that the two of them were quite embarrassed, and they didn't prepare for anything, if it weren't for the parents of both sides to point out, it would have been a mess a long time ago, but even so, they still couldn't take care of the front and back.

The wife was like a white husband, as if she blamed him for telling the past in front of the children, but the boy didn't understand, and looked at them blankly, which made her slightly relieved. Then it was time for lunch, the man prepared lunch, the wife did it, and the boy found a small toy, a tangram from China.

This is his favorite toy, because of physical reasons, can not do too much exercise, so he likes this kind of hands-on and brain-using games, and because of this, he has developed the habit of using his brain, and his thinking is also very flexible. I saw his little hands moving around flexibly, and he spelled out a few patterns in a few clicks, which he started, and every time he started, he first spelled a few practice hands. The mother in the kitchen peeked out from time to time, and when she saw her son doing his own thing, she was relieved, and her heart was also unusually warm - how nice it would be if it went on like this.

Unconsciously, the corners of her eyes were a little moist, and their children would leave them unconsciously, yes, unconsciously, unusually suddenly. The husband seemed to sense his wife's abnormality again, and gently patted her on the back, signaling her to control her emotions. After a while, a woman's voice came from the kitchen: "Hunxian, it's time to eat soon, clean up your things and come over to wash your hands." ”

When the boy heard his mother's voice, he immediately stopped what he was doing, and neatly put away the tangram and responded: "I know it, I'll come right away." After a while, they ran to the sink and washed up, then helped pack up and eat together, and then it was time for the family to go shopping for children's supplies.

On the afternoon of December 5, 1990, more than four years and eleven months have passed since Xu Hunxian, who was born on January 22, 1986.

The place where they shop is Dongdaemun, shopping is one thing, but also going out shopping. Dongdaemun is the No. 1 protected cultural relic, originally called Heungin's Gate, which is the gate on the east side of the Seoul city wall, located in Jongno 6-gil, Jongno-gu, Jongno-gu, Hanseong.

Built in 1396 and rebuilt in 1453, the existing gatehouse was rebuilt in 1869. The name of Heungin-mon Gate is the same as it used to be, but now it is generally known as Dongdaemun, and since Dongdaemun was designated as a clothing wholesale business district, it has grown at an astonishing rate, with a large number of shopping malls, shops, and manufacturing factories gathered here, making it a must-visit business district for people in Seoul. At this time, on the road to Dongdaemun, there was a figure of a family of three, two adults holding a child's hand, slowly shuttling back and forth on the street.

Dongdaemun is not very prosperous, but it has begun to take shape, and South Korea is not big, Seoul is home to nearly half of the country's population, as a business district, it is very lively, and with the support of Koreans for domestic production, business is still very developed.

It didn't take long for the two adults to have shopping bags in their hands, and the boy also symbolically carried a small bag in his hand, which he strongly requested, because he was very much looking forward to the upcoming brother or sister, and his parents said that he couldn't help it, so he had to let him hang a small bag. Soon, the boy himself walked to the front, and seemed to be very happy, some of them danced, the husband and wife were more pleased, and the son's liking for the younger brothers and sisters below was very good, and the two of them must get along very well in the future.

After a while, although it was only four o'clock, the sun was already tilting to the west, and the sun could no longer feel the warmth on the person's body. The husband and wife seemed to sense that it was not early, so they said to the boy, "Hunxian, it's time to go home." The boy nodded, took his mother's hand and walked towards the bus stop, the sun was setting, and the shadows of the three members of the family were stretched very long, forming an unusually warm picture, I hope this is forever.

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