"The instructor lectured, you deserted!" Zhang Dong clenched his claws with both hands, and was about to pounce on Lin Wenxi, Lin Wenxi screamed and ran away, looking back at Instructor Zhang with difficulty hunched over while chasing, while swaying from side to side, running and stopping very funny, a smile climbed on his face, and at that moment, the morning sun rose in the sky and sprinkled on Lin Wenxi's face, and the smile was brilliant.

Zhang Dong was slightly stunned, rushed forward quickly, grabbed Lin Wenxi, and waved his fist, Lin Wenxi hurriedly tightened his body, the fist turned into a gentle flick, and a dead leaf on his head slowly fell from his forehead. Lin Wenxi looked back at Zhang Dong lightly, and the smile on the corner of his lips between his eyebrows became more obvious.

"Listen, what do you think, say it out loud, what to do, be brave and do it, don't shrink your hands and tail!" Zhang Dong lectured loudly.

Lin Wenxi nodded seriously.

Zhang Dong's tone softened: "Also, if you laugh, you have to get up openly, open your mouth wide, laugh, laugh is a happy thing, why do you always like to hide it, and laugh unnaturally." As he spoke, he took out his phone and quickly flipped through the photos on it.

This is a full row of photos taken by the instructor when he was still in training, there are many single photos, and there are also a few group photos, seeing that the big guys are smiling very openly and exaggeratedly, youth and sweat, on the face, there is no way to hide and no need to hide. But when it came to Lin Wenxi, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, and he seemed to be trying to smile, but he just put on a smiling face. The photo is magnified, but between the eyebrows and eyes, between the corners of the lips, there is almost no trace of emotion, and everything is hidden and nowhere to be found.

"Your smiling face, where did you go?" Zhang Dong asked in a deep voice.

Lin Wenxi looked at it and seemed to be thinking hard. Where did it go? It seems that he was a laughing child when he was a child, and he was even often naughty.

When I was a child, I lived in a yard, and once stripped the colorful feathers on the tail of the rooster of the owner as my own, and the rooster seemed to understand that it was not my fault that it was ugly, it was Lin Wenxi's fault, but it was my fault that I came out to be scary, and I hid in the chicken coop every day and refused to come out, and I suffocated in the chicken coop and crowed desolate every day.

He also disliked the West family's cat barking too much, so he would lure the cat with food, and sealed the cat's mouth with 520, so that the cat actually scratched its face and was covered with blood, and turned from a cute little white cat into a bald man.

will also learn from the children in the yard to throw firecrackers into cow dung when passers-by pass by, which frightens passers-by to dance, provoke yellow poop all over their bodies, and come to the door to complain. was beaten, scolded and punished countless times, and sometimes even his mother, who had always protected him, no longer defended him, and let his father's belt fall mercilessly on him.

The father's punishment of himself seems to be particularly severe, and when other people's children get into trouble, they will only be brought to the door to apologize, at most they will be smacked a few times like their mothers, and the child will cry a few symbolically, even if it is over. But if you cause trouble, the eyes of others will seem to be much colder when you look at you, and occasionally you hear people say coldly that the children of officials are different. And my father punished himself for kneeling for more than an hour, and as the discipline intensified, the washboard, the clothes pole, and even the stones were kneeled, but I always thought that my parents loved me and spoiled me, until once my father lifted me up with one hand and beat me to death, I often hid in the corner and watched other children in the yard play, I didn't want to play, I would get into trouble if I played, and I would be beaten if I got into trouble, so what could I do?

The children in the yard seemed to gradually understand something, and when they saw them, they scattered and scattered. 、

Grasping a small one, the child trembled and said, "My mother said that your father is a good official, and he can't let us take you badly." ”

Yes, some people say that my father is a good official, but there are even more people who make mistakes in themselves, and look at them coldly, the children who are officials are really different, what is the difference, they just want to have fun with their partners in the yard, make good noise, and run well, but suddenly, they are reluctant to go out to play, and can only read with various books, and are even asked to memorize.

It seems to have been lonely since I was a child.

Later, a big child named Fang Fang came to the yard, who often looked for me to play, just going up the mountain and down the river, teaching himself all kinds of interesting wild fruits and wild grasses. Fang Fang's mother is very good at cooking, and often calls herself over to eat together. Fang Fang's family is magnificent, and it is completely incompatible with the countryside, and my father is afraid that he will be easy and hardworking, so he will not allow me to associate with Fang Fang. Only when my mother said that she would help others wash the dishes after eating, did she agree to go to Fang Fang's house to eat, and Fang Fang would help me hide it, and every time Fang Fang called me into the kitchen and put away the dishes and chopsticks, but said that I washed them.

Fang Fang's mother saw it in her eyes and said that she was embarrassed to let herself do anything, saying that I was too sensible and often helped wash the dishes and do housework.

Mother said that I didn't finish my homework and was not allowed to play with Fang Fang, so I would try my homework to get all the perfect marks, and I was still reciting poems to the moon late at night, such as "The spring river tide is even with the sea, and the bright moon on the sea is born together", just to be with Fang Fang during the day.

It's fun to be with Fang Fang, know which plant is a herb, know what kind of wild fruit tastes, and know that there will be a red mountain on the mountain in March, and you can eat it sourly. I know that there are hawthorn leaves in April, and you can also pick wild ferns and pull bamboo shoots. In May, raspberries, mulberries, and bamboo shoots also grow just right. There are hawthorn peaches in June, dog blood peaches in July, and lotus seeds in the lotus pond, and you can also go to pick water chestnuts. There are mountain grapes in August, and in August, I learned later that it is called forgetfulness grass, forgetfulness grass, and it can really forget worries. Forget the autumn cold in autumn, gluttony of jujube in September, indulge in sugar pots in October, as well as wild peaches, chestnuts, and yellow gardenia in November, which is very delicious.

Sometimes Fang Fang would take himself to a bush, lying quietly under the orange rotten leaves, and the two looked at the late autumn sky and pointed to a flock of geese flying south. In December, when the snow fell, he would put his hand into Fang Fang's pocket to keep warm, quietly watch the snow fall silently, and then a big snowball would fall on his head, Fang Fang gloated and looked at himself, and he would run after Fang Fang like crazy, and the world seemed to be only the two of them.

Fang Fang accompanied him for a year, and then he moved, and Fang Fang moved, but he moved my four seasons.

Soon the whole family moved into the city, and I was already able to sit quietly in the primary school in the city, looking at the poplar trees outside the window, thinking about how the saplings I planted with Fang Fang at that time grew. Will someone protect it from the rain when it rains?

I have excellent grades and excel, but I am too quiet, and my teachers like quiet children, and my parents like them.

My quietness, one night in junior high school, turned to dead silence.

On such a night, why did I encounter all this, so painful pain and nausea, all the way seemed to step on the broken flowers and leaves to go home, and from then on plunged into my own world.

Another six years flew by until I went to this university.