After all, the child is just talking to me, and Amy talked to me for a while, and gradually my eyelids couldn't open.

Although the bedding on the bed has been replaced, the pillows have not been changed, and they are still two identical buckwheat husk pillows, and the one placed in the middle of the bed is used as a pillow for me.

There is a psychological analysis that people who sleep with a pillow are insecure, and I personally think this statement has some truth, but I can't change this habit anyway, which is really humiliating.

I was about to take the pillow away, but Amy rolled over and grabbed my pillow between her arms and thighs.

"I don't want to play the violin anymore......"

She spoke in her dreams, frowning slightly, and hugging the pillow tighter, as if it were the Winnie the Pooh that she usually used to help fall asleep.

The sound of rain outside the window does not make people anxious, but has a calming effect.

Amy's brow gradually relaxed, she pressed the pillow against her stomach, her chin pressed against the upper part of the pillow, and her knees against the lower part of the pillow, sleeping like a kitten.

As soon as I breathed in, the air in the room seemed to be softened because of her, and I don't know how Bruce Lee and Stallone on the poster, these two tough guys protect the little girl from sleep like door gods, how they will feel.

I gently covered Amy with a towel quilt, turned off the ceiling light, and walked out without making a sound of footsteps.

Good night, little one.

I whispered in my heart that Amy's sleeping appearance reminded me of a pet I had when I was a child, and she was so beautiful and flawless, so innocent, and so exhausted at the same time when she fell asleep.

If you don't like money, you have to like your body?

Completely refuse to believe in the third possibility? "Anyone approaches themselves with all kinds of ulterior motives", how did you come about your childhood? I'm the kind of commentator dad who can make some friends on the basketball team.

I always feel that the third possibility still exists, there will always be someone who doesn't care about your wealth at all, doesn't care about your appearance at all, and even your name doesn't matter to him, he cares about you, loves you, just wants to see you happy, doesn't want to see you sad.

Of course, the ones I mentioned above generally appear between owners and pets, or between like-minded buddies, and between relatives whose blood is thicker than water.

As for the relationship between men and women, this affection, which is attracted to each other's bodies, and now has many elements of money, I have serious doubts about its authenticity.

I was not used to lying in the double bed in the big house, and I couldn't help but start thinking about the serious proposition of life again.

My life should have started in this bed, according to my father who got drunk once, it was on this bed that my mother conceived me, when I was still a fertilized egg.

Now that I have grown taller, I am lying here again, with a psychedelic sense of fate and time dislocation.

Where does my life begin in this bed, and where will it end?

The rain outside the window was falling more urgently.

I didn't close the curtains, my eyes widened, and I stared straight at the rain line that was pouring down from the sky.

This kind of pouring rain reminds me of the fight with the campus boss of No. 28 Middle School when I was in the first year of junior high school.

It was also a rainy day, and I stood outside the school wall with a black umbrella, staring at a kitten hiding under the eaves on the wall.

Because it was raining, everyone was in a hurry to go home, so they all walked very fast, and a short male student holding a yellow translucent umbrella, because the rain wet his glasses, couldn't see the road clearly, accidentally bumped into my back, but he fell and threw the umbrella instead.

He let out a wail as he fell, startling the kitten away from the wall, and I came to my senses and reached out to help the featherweight classmate.

Unexpectedly, the other party wiped his glasses and saw my face clearly, and immediately shouted in horror: "Don't, don't hit me!" I didn't mean to! ”

Yes, when I was in the first year of junior high school, my eyes were already very fierce, and because I was tall, I didn't look like I was in the same grade as the other party.

At this moment, the junior high school student who was also holding a black umbrella appeared, he was not too tall, but he had a broad chest, strong limbs, dark skin as if he was born in Hawaii, and his eyes were a little protruding, but he was very divine.

Later, I learned that he was the recognized campus boss of No. 28 Middle School, and his favorite thing to do was to maintain order in the school, punish evil and promote good.

This is quite two, the campus boss I have seen before, it is good not to bully people, not to charge protection money, he actually thinks he is a campus policeman, and he is obliged to maintain law and order. I wonder if he grew up watching Ultraman Tiga when he was a child, so he decided to be a messenger of justice, and he would come and intervene when he saw any injustice.

When he saw the disparity between me and the boy who fell to the ground, and the boy begged me for mercy, he thought I was bullying my junior classmates.

So he shouted: "Don't bully the junior!" "It's on the same page with me.

There are two things I hate the most, the first is being bullied, and the second is being wronged.

Now you have wronged me for bullying people, which is equivalent to breaking my two forbidden laws together.

Words are not speculative, the two of us didn't say a few words and then fought, and the umbrella was gone, and the two of them came and went in the pouring rain, and every punch and kick brought up an arc-shaped water trace.

He has a solid body and more experience than me, and I am a man who has just started to become angry, and I am certainly not his opponent.

But I don't admit defeat, it's been long enough to be bullied by Xiaobawang, and I can't stand others bullying me anymore except Xiaobawang!

So I fought very strongly, and several times I got up from the muddy ground with my belly clutched, and in order to preserve my dignity, I was mentally prepared to die in that now-meaningless fight, and I finally punched him in the forehead, causing him to bleed a little, and then fell to the ground gasping for breath.

At this time, the thin boy who was scared stupid told him the truth of the matter, he heard it very strangely, and asked me who was lying on the ground, weishenme didn't explain well, weishenme wanted to fight so hard with him.

I didn't say anything, just stared blankly at the two black umbrellas that had rolled to one place in the wind and rain.

Somehow, he regarded me as the best candidate for the next boss of the 28th Middle School, and began to focus on cultivating me.

Because there is no benefit in following him, he doesn't have many younger brothers, and even if he adds me, it's only three.

I don't respect him very much, I don't even remember his full name, I only know that his name has the word "Gang" in it, and others call him "Brother Gang".

Many people joke about this title, both friends and enemies. For example, there was once a gang of gangsters who robbed money and said in front of Brother Gang:

"Huh? You've just been cut? Cut it off and come out to mix! Let's go back and practice "Sunflower Treasure Book"! ”

So everyone on both sides laughed, and then Brother Gang laughed, and at the same time, he took the left and right protectors and went up to beat the other party.

I often just appear by his side, but I don't make a move, Brother Gang has always said that I am young, and I just let me see the world and see what kind of evil tricks the other party will use.

But the other party always counts me in Brother Gang's younger brother, in their eyes, I have my share in the group fight at the construction site, and I have my share in the negotiation at Shuangxilou Hotel...... Because I didn't make a move, they thought I was the weakest of the younger brothers, so they ambushed me while I was alone.

Now that I think about it, those people turned into experience points on my way to leveling up, right?

The next day, when I went to school with a blue nose and swollen face, Brother Gang asked me what was going on, and I said lightly that there were three people surrounding me, two were beaten down by me, and one ran away.

So Brother Gang immediately organized people to avenge me, and it was like falling into a vicious circle again and again, and my notoriety was gone.

Most of the rumors about me gathering to fight and even participating in underworld gangs came out at that time, so that I didn't have any friends in the class, but I didn't care, as long as no one dared to bully me.

One of the reasons is that he always calls me "Little Leaf", and the other reason is even more ridiculous, that is, when Brother Gang invited us to have a barbecue, he drank beer with the Left and Right Protectors, but only let me drink Coke.

"Why can't I drink beer?" I stubbornly grabbed the wine bottle in front of Brother Gang.

Brother Gang held the bottle with one hand, prevented me from snatching the bottle, and said to me in the same tone as he treated my little brother:

"It's easy to make mistakes when drinking, and it's not good for your health, you're different from us, you're better than us, maybe you can make a big difference in the future."

At that time, I was particularly unimpressed by Brother Gang's words, but I thought that they discriminated against me because they thought I was young.

Later, they graduated, and for some reason my heart was empty, but the box of cold weapons for fighting that Brother Gang gave me was very full.

I haven't seen them since then, and I've heard that they are admitted to a non-formal high school, and they still drink and fight every day, doing things that are not beneficial.

Suddenly a flash of lightning lit up outside the window, followed by an earth-shattering thunderstorm.

The rumbling thunder lasted for a long time, and the more frequent raindrops were caught by the northwest wind and hit the window panes fiercely.

What a violent rainy night! My heart spread its hooves like a galloping wild horse, rushing straight to the thunderous zenith, I really want to see what the scenery is like above the clouds, is it that when I get there, people will never be lonely again?

There was a "squeak" and I heard the door of the big house open.

Suspicious, he turned around and found Amy standing in the doorway with tears in her eyes, barefoot, and the towel she was holding in her arms had been dragged to the ground.

"It's thundering outside!" Her lips trembled violently, "This, such a big thunder, there will be a tornado, right!?" ”

"There will be no tornadoes! That's a rarity that you only have in the United States! Don't you know whether men and women kiss or not? Hurry back to your house! ”

I warn sharply.

Amy not only didn't listen to me, but stepped over to me step by step.

"Don't, don't drive me back!" Her blue pupils flashed with real fear, "Let me sleep next to you!" You just have to stay with me, really, you don't have to do anything! I...... I'm a bit ...... about thunder."

Amy's feet could barely support her small weight, and she carefully climbed into the double bed before I could refuse, a look of pardon on her face at the same time.

Even without direct contact with her, I could feel Amy's visceral shiver from under the mattress.

It seems that I am really afraid of thunder! Unlike Celery, who wants to attack me at night, is Amy really here to ask for help?

I went to look at her face and saw that she had her eyes tightly closed, eager to bite the towel quilt with her teeth, and her body was shrunk like a cooked shrimp.

As soon as his heart softened, he didn't drive her away, and gave her one of the two pillows on the bed. It's good now, but the pillow that I finally found is gone.

If she's honest, it doesn't matter if she lets her sleep next to me, I'll just think of a kitten and puppy sleeping next to me.

The rain was more urgent, the lightning and thunder were incessant, and even I couldn't sleep a little.

No, the main reason is that the pillow is gone, and without the pillow I have to spend an extra hour or two to fall asleep.

It's not impossible to go to the neighbor's house and get another pillow, but wouldn't it be a shame to let Amy know that I can't live without the pillow?

After thinking about it and hesitating, I suddenly felt a silky little hand touch it behind my back.