Chapter 18: Little Angel

"Wait a minute, Steven!" A middle-aged woman's voice came, and Jingzhi and Chris looked over in unison.

"Wait Mommy, dear darling!" A woman in a burgundy coat said. Not far in front of her stood a boy who was just knee-high as hers.

"You're running too fast! Mommy almost can't keep up with you! The middle-aged woman complained, "Wait a minute, Mom! ”

Seeing this little boy who was gradually approaching them, Jingzhi felt a little overjoyed.

"What a cute boy!" Jingzhi couldn't help but say.

"That's true!" "That's a nice little guy!" ”

The little boy pointed to the candy spread out on the table and said, "Candy! Candy! ”

"What?" Her mother was carrying two suitcases that were not too big and small, and asked the little boy, "Why are you standing here and not leaving?" Didn't you just run fast? ”

"Mommy," the little boy cried out, looking back at his mother, "Candy! Candy! ”

"Oh, it's candy!" His mother gently placed the two suitcases in her hand on the floor and looked at the little boy helplessly.

Before you know it, the train is moving slowly again.

Jingzhi and Chris were talking so intently just now that they didn't notice that the train had just stopped at a small station for a few minutes.

This mother and son came on the train when the train stopped.

"In that case..."The little boy's mother paused for two seconds and said to Jingzhi, "Is there anyone next to you?" Mind if I sit here? ”

"Of course I don't mind." As she spoke, Jingzhi moved her body half an inch in, "You can sit here." ”

"Thank you." After the woman finished speaking, she looked up and tried to find a place to put her suitcase.

"Let me help you." Chris stood up, ready to help with his suitcase.

"Ah, that's great! Thank you! The woman said gratefully.

Chris found two empty seats, then lifted the woman's two suitcases and placed them properly.

As for the little boy, he was already obediently sitting in Chris's seat, counting the candy on the table over and over again.

"Do you want to eat?" Jingzhi asked the little boy.

The little boy did not speak, but sat in his seat and looked at his mother quietly.

When Chris finished his work, he pointed to the seat next to the boy and said, "You can sit over there." ”

"Thank you!" With that, the woman sat down and straightened her coat to make her look less dusty.

When the little boy saw his mother, he was probably tired, so he threw himself into his mother's arms and chose a comfortable position to lie down.

The mother reluctantly picked up the little boy and asked him to sit in his seat.

Jingzhi looked at Chris standing next to her and said, "Don't stand there, sit down." ”

“OK!” After speaking, Chris sat down on the seat that Jingzhi had specially vacated, and crossed Erlang's legs.

In Chris's opinion, although the appearance of this little boy disturbed his conversation with Jingzhi, it made him unexpectedly change seats. He and Jingzhi sat next to each other, and it felt very good.

The little boy continued to count the candies on the table: "One, two, three..."

Her mother looked at Jingzhi and Chris, listened to her son's immature voice, and smiled without saying a word.

Jingzhi spoke first and asked the woman, "How old is this child?" ”

"Four and a half years old, not yet five years old." His mother replied with a smile.

The little boy is chubby and has short golden hair, which is easily reminiscent of the little angel in an oil painting. His little face is like two big steamed buns, white, round, bulging, very cute. His pupils were light blue, like his mother's, like two large shining gems.

"He's so cute, like a little angel." Jingzhi couldn't help but say.

Jingzhi picked up a piece of candy on the table, handed it to the little boy, put it in the palm of his hand, and said to him gently, "Give it to you, little angel." ”

The little angel clenched the white candy in his hand and whispered, "Thank you." ”

"Thank you." The little angel's mother smiled and said, "You're such a nice person. ”

Chris also added to the vinegar and said, "Yes, she is really a very kind girl. ”

"Thank you for the compliment." Jingzhi said with a smile, glancing at Chris by the way, and found that he was pursing his lips and stealing fun.

The little angel was chewing toffee in his mouth, and his big eyes looked at Jingzhi on the left and Chris on the right, with a whimsical expression on his face.

Jingzhi saw that the little angel was eating hard, not to mention how happy she was.

He's the age when he likes sweets. Thinking of this, Jingzhi took all the sugar on the table into her palm, stretched out her hand in front of the little angel, and whispered to him, "Give you all this." ”

The little angel's mother saw that the little angel had somehow got a lot of candy, and said embarrassedly: "You gave him too much candy, one or two pieces are fine." ”

Jingzhi smiled and said, "I didn't buy these candies myself. I met a gray-haired grandmother on the last train. She gave me these candies. ”

"Yes, I can testify!" Chris chimed in.

"I see." The little boy's mother nodded.

Jingzhi spoke softly, like a kindergarten aunt telling a story to children, and said to the little angel, "Is your name Steven?" ”

"That's right," the little angel's eyes widened and didn't blink, looking at Jingzhi in surprise, and asked, "How do you know?" ”

"Of course I do," Jingzhi said in a trick, "because I know magic." ”

"Wow! Magic? The little angel's mouth also opened, and he was even more surprised than before. He asked half-incredulously, "Are you a magician?" ”

"yes, I'm a magician." Jingzhi spoke very seriously, not at all as if she was lying, which made Chris and the little angel's mother next to her begin to wonder if her ears had heard it wrong.

"A kind old lady just gave me this handful of candy." Jingzhi glanced at the candies and continued to say seriously, "She asked me to give these candies to a little boy named Steven." ”

"Ahh The little boy cried out in surprise, "That's me!" ”

"Yes, I know magic, and when I see you, I know you're the little boy named Steven."

"Ahh The little angel's mouth opened wider, "You're so amazing! ”

"Haha," Jingzhi continued, smiling, "Steven, since this is the old woman's wish, please take these candies." ”

"Alright then!" With that, the little angel took the candies and put them in the pocket of his jacket.

Chris finally couldn't hold it anymore, turned his face sideways, and whispered in Jingzhi's ear, "How do you know his name is Steven?" ”

Jingzhi also turned her face sideways, for fear of being heard by the little angel, and whispered to Chris: "When he just got on the train, her mother called his name in the back, and I heard it." ”

"Haha!" Chris couldn't help but laugh, he turned his face sideways again, and whispered to Jingzhi, "You're so smart! ”

"What," Jingzhi smiled and shook her head, "It's just luck." ”

The little angel looked at Jingzhi and Chris talking to each other, and couldn't help asking, "Magician, is he your boyfriend?" Is he also a magician? ”

When he said this, Chris was so excited that he couldn't sit still, and he almost fell out of his seat and fell on the floor of the train aisle.

As for Jingzhi, she said calmly: "He is my male friend, not my boyfriend." Moreover, he is not a magician, he is a photographer, and he specializes in taking beautiful pictures. ”

"That's right," the little angel said, and slipped another piece of sugar into his mouth.

Chris was about to speak, when he heard the voice of the conductor and knew that the train was about to arrive in Ennot, so he had to give up.

Jingzhi began to pack her things.

Chris also took his suitcase to him.

The train gradually slows down and finally stops at Ennote station.

Jingzhi stood up and said softly to the little angel, "It's time to say goodbye, little angel." ”

"Goodbye, magician!" As he spoke, he waved at Jingzhi, "Goodbye, photographer!" He glanced at Chris again and saw that he was waving at him as well.

"Goodbye, Steven!" Jingzhi said one last word and waved at the little angel.

She was ahead of Chris, leaving the seat they had been sitting in for a long time, and stepped off the train.