Zhang Yi thought for a while and said, "This is a very true story. ”

Mingyue asked weakly, "Is it true?" ”

Zhang Yi nodded: "This is a story I heard from a friend, and the story is about a little boy who is looking for a sense of belonging......"

……

"There was a kid who was said to be very smart, but a bit introverted and pessimistic."

"I don't know why, children have a very bad temper when they are young, and it is not easy to accept others."

I heard from a friend that he had a disease called "narcissism" since he was a child, and he was arrogant and arrogant because he thought he was superior. ”

"From preschool, he looked down on children his age......"

So it was destined that he was a "lonely man" with no friends"

……

Mingyue said: "Why is he like this?" Without friends, doesn't he feel lonely when he has a difficult birth? ”

Zhang Yi said: "He also likes the feeling of being with friends, but his childhood is almost all spent on longing for family warmth." So, he became such a weird child. ”

"Doesn't he have family warmth?"

……

Zhang Yi didn't answer, just continued: "Speaking of his family...... He had a father, a mother, and a younger sister, who was a year younger than him, very naughty, often getting into trouble, and had a bad temper...... As an elder brother, he loves this only sister very much, but his parents seriously favor this somewhat deviant sister, which makes the little boy very depressed all the time......"

Mingyue squinted her eyes and said helplessly: "It's so pitiful for a child who doesn't have the love of his parents, why should his parents favor his sister?" They are all biological flesh and blood, shouldn't they be treated equally? ”

……

"When eating, my father always gave my sister delicious dishes and said girl, eat more."

"Dad is very loving, and almost every meal has to show fatherly love and tenderness so much. But Dad never noticed how sad the brother who was eating at the same table was......"

"Whenever my father has served my sister's dishes, my brother will no longer stretch out his chopsticks......"

"For more than ten years, Dad has never served a dish for a little boy once!"

"However, the child recalls that once, his father once served him a dish."

Mingyue said lightly: "That's okay." Otherwise, the little boy would definitely be very uncomfortable. Even if it's just once, he must be happy, right? ”

"Once. The child was really sad, so he told his mother how he felt, and he cried and told his mother. He was so sad that he couldn't understand why his father never gave him vegetables...... When he was young, he never thought that there were no secrets between husband and wife. ”

"When I ate the next day, my father gave him a dish."

"At first, the child was really moved, thinking that his father had begun to care about him from now on."

But at this time, Dad said, "Don't say that I haven't given you any food in the future." ””

When he heard this, the child fell silent.

"Since then, my father still picks vegetables for my sister, but he has never given even one more fatherly love to his children......"

The little boy became more and more silent. He was afraid to eat, even to the dinner table......"

"His appetite is getting worse and worse, and he only eats very small amounts of vegetables when he eats......

"And Mom, I haven't said anything since."

……

……

Zhang Yi's voice was very low, and his low voice had some sad qualities, as if he had integrated himself into the story. Mingyue was also very fascinated and sad when she listened. She has never enjoyed the love of her parents since she was a child, and she never thought of it. There are parents who ignore their children so much.

"Brother Tsubasa, what happened?" Obviously, Mingyue has been moved by this story. She was anxious to know what was going on next to the poor little boy.

Zhang Yi said: "My friend told me that in fact, this child is very pitiful...... The child was born in a village, but relatively speaking, the family is quite wealthy. When they were very young, their children and younger sister had their own pocket money every day. More than one yuan, less than three or four corners. In that era when the price of gasoline and pork had not risen, one yuan could buy a lot of things, and for a seven-year-old child, having one yuan of pocket money a day was a lot of wealth. Dad is very generous, and the mantissa of the money he earns every day is more than a few cents and less than a few corners. He would smile very gently and call his sister to his side, and say, 'Girl, hey, I'll buy you something to eat.' ’”

Mingyue said: "It's really good to have a father. ”

Zhang Yi knew that she remembered her life experience, paused, and continued: "At that time, the child was already quite sensible, knowing that his sister was younger than herself, and it was normal for her father to give pocket money. But until the child grows big enough to earn money and provide for his own education...... And he ......"

"Is the little boy grown up now?"

"Yes."

"How old are you?"

"It's about the same as me."

"What about the back? What is he? ”

"He ......," Zhang Yi thought for a while, and said, "He not only earns money for his own education, but also subsidizes his family." ”

Zhang Yi decided that there were some areas that needed to be properly retouched, so that they would not be seen by the clever moon girl.

Mingyue praised: "Then he is really amazing." ”

Zhang Yi said: "When he was young, the little boy was not short of pocket money, and he could ask his mother how much he wanted." Sometimes, when his mother is not there and he urgently needs pocket money, he will take the initiative to ask his father for it. Dad was not stingy, and asked if the money was used on the right way, it was generally as much as he wanted, and he would not give more than a penny. But every time my sister took the initiative to ask for money, no matter what the reason, my father would always give an extra yuan or two. A very sensitive child has always buried his sadness deep in his heart......"

"The children went to school, and at that time there was no kindergarten, only preschool."

"Whenever the child comes home with a certificate and various prizes, Dad never says a word of praise. One year, the child went home with a total of awards, breaking the primary school record. But no one ever said a word of praise. ”

"My sister's grades are not very good, and she was always hovering in the upper reaches when she was in elementary school. Three good students can't get it, and occasionally take a small certificate home, and Dad will be happy to close his mouth. The certificate of the younger sister in 7 years of elementary school is not as much as the certificate of resoluteness that the child gets in a year. ”

……

"Dad would always hug my sister and chat with her when he was eating or other free time. My sister would always happily talk about some of her things at school, interesting and boring, and my father would always be happy to listen to them. ”

But the father never took the initiative to talk to the child. Except for asking a child to help with a wrench or hammer. ”

"No one knows how sad a child is, and no one cares how sad he is. Once, he was angry and decided to ignore his father. So, for seven months, he didn't say a word to his father, nor did he call his father, but neither his father nor his mother found out about this serious problem. ”

"Gradually, the child became more introverted......"

The child wondered countless times whether he was born to his father. So he was very smart to knock on the side and find out about the love past of his father and mother. When he knew that his mother only had his father, his lover, and that his birth date and parents' names were clearly written on his birth certificate, he wondered even more, since he was born to his father, why did his father dislike him, and even hate him so much? ”

"The child is starting to give up on himself...... Even, I want to die. ”

Hearing this, Mingyue couldn't help but shed a hot tear, "This little boy is really pitiful, I hope he lives well now, Brother Yi, do you know him?" ”

"Count...... Let's get acquainted. ”

"Then do you know how he's doing now?"

"Okay."

"Yes. That's good. He is really miserable, he has biological parents, but he can't get the love of his parents. I hope that he will be surrounded by happy love every day in the future. Brother Wing, is there any more to this story? ”

"Do you still want to hear it?"

"Yes."

"If you want to hear it, I'll continue."

…… Mingyue rested her head on Zhang Yi's shoulders, her eyes closed completely, and continued to listen to the story.

Mingyue almost fell her whole body into Zhang Yi's arms, I don't know if it was really tired, or because of the drug attack, her body was soft and boneless, and Zhang Yi could also feel the fire-like enthusiasm of the ketone body and warm nephrite through the T-shirt......

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Mingyue is okay, although the medicinal power has gradually taken in, it seems that she still doesn't know how to do it......

Zhang Yike is miserable.

Holding a hot beauty potato in his arms, a lonely man is in the same room...... Especially the idea of untying her clothes was not blasphemy, but the idea of detoxifying her, which made the obscene thoughts in Zhang Yi's mind come to the house...... What's even worse is that the originally weak defensive consciousness has completely collapsed under the faint fragrance emanating from Mingyue's hot body......