Since it's summer, the school has already had a summer vacation, and throughout the summer vacation, my biggest comfort is "Dinosaur Express", when it starts playing, no matter what time it is, I will always stand on the bench and obediently stay in front of the TV.

And most of the children in the entire factory and mine compound are like this, they can't watch the thunder, and often when the children are playing, the corners of the entire factory and mine compound will echo with 'Kesai, come to visit!' ’

I was not willing to be left behind, in order to get closer to Kesai, I pestered my mother to buy me Kesai's red helmet, bought clothes printed with huge Kesai, and even underpants and vests!

Throughout the summer hot afternoons of playtime, I enjoyed playing Kesai.

For this reason, Zhou Zheng and I, and Chen Chong will also fight, because we all want to be Kesai and no one wants to be a monster, so when the three of us fought earth-shattering and didn't fight for a result, there were Kesai No. 1, Kesai No. 2, Kesai No. 3 and other children, who would be forced by us to be little monsters.

Actually, I would say that Kesai was earlier than Ultraman's debut, but after a long time, he was forgotten.

In short, his existence lit up our summer vacation, the yard in front of my house was the largest, we often gathered there to play games and we played in full swing, and very occasionally there would be the figure who was always wearing big clothes, but no one noticed.

I noticed it twice, because I had a grudge against her, but she didn't look up at me, as if her attention was always on the flowers and plants, and I continued to play Kesai excitedly.

When the summer heat reaches the extreme, there will be a thunderstorm!

This afternoon, it seems to usher in the extreme of summer, so hot that even the occasional dragonfly flying in the sky is 'stupid', often lying motionless on the tree pole, for us to catch.

We still had a lot of fun playing the game of Khsai, and when I defeated the last monster with great difficulty, I finally rescued 'Artasia' (the Queen's heroine) once again.

"It's boring." Usually the final scene should be to pull 'Artasia' tightly, but when I look at the fat girl next to me, I suddenly feel that I am so 'hard' Why is it?

Chen Chong has long had an opinion about her always playing 'Artashia', and he complained to me: "Ye Zhengling, is there no little girl in our yard?" Why do you have to find her to play Artasia, I saved Artasia last time, I was supposed to pull her, but I couldn't pull it when I rushed back. ”

"Okay, the women have all been to the house, or they will play some kind of Britney, as long as she is willing to play with us, otherwise do you want a male Artashia?" Zhou Zheng is very complacent.

Normally I'm just silent, I only care if I'm a Kesai, who cares who Artasia is?

Although many years later, when I saw the little fat girl again, she was already a class flower-level character, but after all, it was many years later, and the three of us didn't know the goods that summer, so we should be sorry.

I was so obsessed with the game, but on that summer afternoon, I don't know why, I seemed to get a little bored.

Looking at the scorching sun in the sky, I took off my 'pretending' Kesai helmet and shouted boredly: "Stop playing, go home." ”

That day, it was a coincidence that the figure squatted under the tree again, I still couldn't see her face clearly, my head was covered by the Kesai helmet all afternoon, it was all sweat, beads of sweat flowed down my forehead, I inexplicably for the first time in addition to her 'hate', one more thought, isn't it hot for her to squat there?

It was always like that, crouching under the tree and talking to herself, and several times I saw her in the window of my house, she was asleep under the tree, and when her mother came back, she would be carried into the house.

She never seemed to love contact with us crazy children, and I was inexplicably angry, wiping a handful of sweat beads from my head, thinking to myself what's the big deal?

For my sudden disappointment, the other children all had the intention of retaining, but Chen Zhong and Zhou Zheng understood me, and this kind of sudden happiness was my style, they greeted me, and continued to organize everyone to play.

The yard is still so lively, no one noticed that my eyes have been falling on the little figure until I walked to the door of my house, the inexplicable sky said to change, the wind rose, I reacted, I stared at others for a long time.

This kind of behavior made me a little depressed, and I didn't understand what I was doing.

It wasn't until I got home and gnawed half of the watermelon that I forgot about it, and at this time, the yard was no longer lively, and I don't know when thick dark clouds had piled up in the sky, the wind was blowing, and there was a special smell of impending heavy rain in the air.

Mom and Dad are about to get off work, I don't know what I thought, I threw down the watermelon peel, and walked quickly to the window facing the yard, the yard was already empty at this time, I subconsciously glanced under the big tree, the little figure was gone, and I had an inexplicable peace of mind in my heart.

I don't know how much rain I had to accumulate, but until my family finished dinner, the clouds were still accumulating, and the wind was blowing.

My dad didn't know where he heard that I was fighting with Chen Zhong and Zhou Zheng a few days ago, stripping off other people's children's pants and hanging them on a tree.

Before going to bed, my mother persuaded her for a long time before my father stopped being angry and finally bowed my head and admitted my mistake.

The thunderstorm still fell, and when it was accompanied by dazzling lightning and a huge thunder god, it resounded and fell all over the world, and I had been tossing and turning in bed for a long time.

I never knew it would rain so much, just like I never knew I would have something to worry about at such a young age.

Although I have never been heartless, from the conversations between my parents and my parents, I still sensitively perceive that I seem to be leaving them? I'm upset, I don't know if they don't want me anymore, or if it's some other reason?

I can only express my dissatisfaction and affection in an extreme naughtiness, which is different from the confrontation with my father at the beginning.

It rained more and more that night, but so did my boredom, and just when I thought I would not be able to sleep all night, I seemed to hear a faint sound or two.

I rolled out of bed at once, because the rain was so heavy that I wasn't sure if the sound was really there, and after that horrible event, my courage became inexplicably greater.

The living room was dark, the wind-blown windows made a 'bang' sound, the raindrops fell on the glass windows, like beating a small drum, and occasionally a thunderclap that made the earth tremble, making the night very lively.

I stood in the darkened living room, listening to the 'bustle' of the situation, and I became more and more sure that there was a knock on the door, although the knock was so uncertain, as if it required a great deal of determination, and only knocked two or three times once in a while, but it was very persistent.

I don't know what I'm thinking, but after standing in the living room for a minute, I went straight to open the door.

I always remember that the moment I opened the door, a lightning bolt crossed the sky, and I subconsciously squinted my eyes, but I also saw a small figure standing at the door of my house.

It's just that because of the lightning, I can't see clearly, and when the lightning passes, it took me a while to see her.

The chandelier under the eaves was tenaciously lit, and even in such a thunderous and rainy weather, the wind blew it and shook it, it was still on.

I looked at the little man in front of the door a little stupidly.

The small body, like only three years old, is very thin, not short, but it is definitely not tall, and the head is cut a little messy and short, like a weed on the head, and I don't know if it is because it has not been washed for a long time, tangled together, and dripping with water with the wet clothes on the body.

This dress should be white, I don't know why, after the rain washed, it still looks a little gray and unclean, and he is holding a bear in his hand, which is as dirty as his clothes.

Her face is also very dirty, and she doesn't have to wash her face, but no matter how dirty her face is, she can't cover her big black and white eyes, and her eyelashes are long, casting a shadow under her eyes, so that people can't see her eyes clearly, but she just feels stupid.

I've never seen such beautiful eyes that make me feel like she's a doll, just a dirty doll.

I knew who she was, the poor girl my mother called her, the girl I couldn't bully that would occasionally appear, the girl who would crouch under the tree and talk to herself next to the grass.

I don't know why she came knocking on my door when she couldn't sleep at home in such a thunderstorm.

The light was still swaying in the wind, and she looked at me, neither strange nor timid, still stunned, and said to me: "I'm home alone, I'm afraid." ”

But how could she have half the fear that a little girl should have, but her voice was soft, just like glutinous rice cakes, I felt upset inexplicably, and I didn't know what I was bothered about, leaning on the door frame, and said to her: "What can you do about me?" Besides, who are you? ”

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