The little girl nodded.

Today's weather is very good, the sun is shining, there is no shade around, and from Chen Chen's angle, he can even see his reflection in the little girl's dark eyes.

At this time, he carefully looked at the little girl in front of him.

Looking at it, Chen Chen frowned slightly.

This kid ......

He raised his hand and rubbed his temples, thinking that he was probably stunned.

"Uncle," the little girl was milky but serious, "the teacher said that we should take care of flowers and trees, and we can't pick flowers and plants on the roadside." ”

It turned out that the kid thought he was going to pick flowers.

Chen Chen chuckled.

Although he stretched out his hand just now, he just wanted to touch the blooming flowers, and he didn't mean to pick them.

"Little sister, you get ......" After saying a few words, Chen Chen stopped.

Forget it, explain something to the child, apologize and it's over.

So, he squatted down and looked the little girl in the eyes: "I'm sorry, I was wrong, I shouldn't have picked flowers, I won't do it in the future." ”

Speaking of which, Chen Chen was not so patient with children in the past, it may be that a momentary illusion just now made him have an inexplicable love for this little girl.

Hearing him say this, the little girl smiled.

"But," Chen Chen spoke again, "little sister, how old are you?" ”

The little girl stretched out her hand and counted on her fingers: "I am five years old, five and a half years old." ”

"Oh," Chen Chen lengthened his tone, "Five and a half years old, then I'm not much older than you, call me uncle, do you call me old?" ”

Maybe I didn't understand the difference between these names, the little girl's dark eyes rolled and rolled, and she didn't speak.

Chen Chen raised his hand and rubbed the top of her head: "Call brother!" ”

The little girl said a timid "oh" and shouted obediently: "Brother." ”

After calling, she said, "Brother, do you like flowers?" ”

"Huh?" Chen Chen turned his head and glanced at the flower bed.

Little girl: "Brother, if you like flowers, then this one will be given to you, and you must not pick them in the future." ”

As she spoke, she took out something from her pocket and stuffed it into Chen Chen's palm.

Spread out your palm, where lay a rose folded from red paper.

He was stunned for a moment, and looked up at the little girl.

Little girl: "Brother, this is the paper flower that the teacher taught us to fold, I also like flowers, I also plant flowers on the balcony of my house, there are many colors, this is for you, red, is it good-looking?" ”

She still smiled sweetly at him until she heard someone shouting "Orange Orange" not far away, and then turned her head.

"Brother, my mother is looking for me, I'm going home."

Chen Chen was in a trance for a moment, and when he came back to his senses, he muttered, "Your name is ...... Orange orange? ”

The little girl nodded, "Yes." ”

"What a coincidence, what a coincidence," Chen Chen stood up, "Okay, let's go back, goodbye." ”

The little girl waved her hand: "Goodbye, brother." ”

Under the bright golden sun, a small figure took not too steady steps, swaying forward.

Chen Chen stood in place, holding the rose made of paper in his hand, and did not move for a long time.

Cheng Yun, Cheng Cheng, a five-and-a-half-year-old girl......

Suddenly, he smiled, then looked up at the sky.

He asked himself such a question.

Do you believe in reincarnation?

Believe it.

Because I believe that it will be happier.