He stepped out and closed the door softly, shutting off the delirious mother inside.

He hesitated.

"You know me?"

He didn't know the little girl in front of him.

But how would she know his name?

"I know you, you don't know me." The little girl on the other side looked up proudly.

Xiao Cheng looked at her in a daze, but her eyebrows frowned.

"Oops, you don't have to worry about this!"

She winked mysteriously at him.

Xiao Cheng observed her silently.

She is very different today than she was yesterday.

Yesterday she was aggressive, and every strand of hair seemed to tell her pride.

And today......

Those foreign eyes glowed at the sight of him.

…… It's weird.

Xiao Cheng was silent for a moment, and glanced at the little girl in front of him in a hospital gown, "If it's okay, then I'll go first." ”

After that, he wanted to turn around and go back to the ward.

"Don't!"

Jiang Chacha's eyes widened, and he reached out and grabbed him.

She grabbed his wrist.

It's the depths of winter in Licheng, and there's a little snowflake outside. In this mild riverside city, the chance of snow falling each year is very small, and even if it does, the snowflakes are spread in a thin layer on the branches.

She used a bit more force, and pulled his wrist out of the sleeve of the down jacket for a small bit.

Xiao Cheng Maki shook off her hand as if she was stressed, and then quickly pressed the sleeve of the down jacket back, as if to hide something unsightly.

It was only a few seconds, though he was fast.

But ginger cha cha still saw it.

I saw his arm hidden under his down jacket, covered with bruises from old and new.

Light, dark, green, purple, all of them.

I haven't seen such a picture, and Jiang Chacha was stunned directly.

When she came back to her senses, Xiao Cheng left silently.

With a snap, the door to the ward was closed.

This door, like a wall between them, is in and she is outside.

Jiang Cha Cha glanced at this door and left.

The next little Cheng will see this little girl in the hospital.

But he only glanced at it at a time, and then walked away.

Jiang Chacha, who traveled through time again, gritted her teeth angrily.

Because she finally had a chance to wear back to the age of six, she was finally able to contact Cheng Ma, who was a child, but he kept locking himself in his mother's hospital room.

Thinking of the cold corpse hanging in the air next to him in "Room", Jiang Chacha couldn't help but shudder.

She asked the nanny sent by the family to take care of her to pick her up, so that she could lie on the door and see what Xiao Cheng Maki was doing inside through the observation window of the ward door.

Her little hands were lying on the observation window, and a pair of beautiful eyes turned smartly, and she soon saw Xiao Cheng Ma, who was silent in the corner of the ward.

She tapped on the door.

Hearing the voice, Xiao Cheng looked sideways.

Then I saw that she didn't know how to reach the observation window, and she was waving a hand happily at him through the window.

He didn't have much energy, he just wrapped his arms around his knees to relieve the loneliness that this cold ward had brought to him.

Later, in addition to the doctor and nurse coming in to check on the door, another hand came to knock on the door.

When there is a knock on the door, the hands come in, sometimes handing him an apple, handing him a bag of snacks, handing him a game console.

If he doesn't answer, she'll put it right on the ground and close the door.

She would always stay at the door.

"Don't shut yourself in there anymore, how boring it is."

"I'm going to suffocate myself!"

"Let's go out and play together~~"

……

She worked tirelessly, and enjoyed it, as if she could not see that others did not welcome her.

He often didn't know, or rather forgot about, her existence.

Because he always held himself, silently looking out the window, immersed in his own world.

It was only when he noticed that there was something more on the ground that he realized that she had just come again.

He was a loveless child, but he kept it for so long, and the woman in the house refused to give him a little love.

And gradually, he got used to the existence of that little girl.

One day, she suddenly came and knocked on the door again.

She always knocks five times gently.

It's like a code that only they know.

This time, however, the ward was still cold, and the air was filled with the scent of a dying man. A woman with a hollow gaze on a bed doesn't like light. The sunlight was blocked behind the blackout curtains, and the room was covered in a gray cloud.

When Xiao Cheng grew up, the source of horror in his nightmares often came from this suffocatingly cold ward.

The little girl outside the door knocked one last time.

"Cheng Ma, are you still ignoring me?"

As if she had already guessed that he was very likely to do this again, she still couldn't help but be discouraged, and even her tone was lowered.

"Then I'm leaving~"

When she said this, you could imagine that she must have turned around in frustration now, drooped her head and left.

And this time, he chose to open the door.

Then he saw that the girl in front of him, who had already turned her back and bowed her head, suddenly turned her head, her face was full of surprise that could not be concealed, and her eyes were as bright as stars.

He knew that he would not be able to be lively and cheerful in the future, and his classmates were no longer willing to make friends with him.

Because they will judge him behind his back.

- "He's so gloomy. ”

- "It's uncomfortable to stay around him. ”

Sensitive, in fact, he gradually found that his psychology seemed to be becoming more and more dark, compared to the sunny enthusiasm and vitality of other children of the same age. But his mind seems to be getting darker and darker, thinking that things are always going in extreme directions.

He hated himself like that.

But step by step, he pushed himself deeper into hell.

Because of the lack of love, he longs for the love of others even more, and when others give only a little, he will accept it with joy, be uneasy, and finally approach it cautiously.

He was so lacking in love.

A little bit can make him happy.

So he cautiously stepped out of the cold corner and opened the door.

"Great! It's Christmas! ”

She pounced, suddenly raised her head vigilantly, looked around, and then lay on his shoulder, and whispered to him mysteriously in his ear.

"How about we sneak out to play?"

Even if she lowered her voice, she couldn't hide her excitement.

Xiao Cheng looked at the hospital gown on her body, pursed her lips, and asked her with her eyes.

"It's no big deal to sneak out!"

While the nanny went to the bathroom, Jiang Chacha quickly put on a down jacket and pulled him to the elevator.

So they ran out of the hospital.

It was already evening.

The orange sky faded into a deep dark blue, and night began to fall.

Christmas is an excellent festival for capitalists to promote consumption every year, and half a month before the festival, most of the shopping streets have already been lit up, and many storefronts are decorated with Christmas trees to attract tourists.

There are white-collar workers who have just gotten off work, there are young couples who come out on a date, and there are students who come out to go shopping in two or three people, and everyone is stained with a festive atmosphere.

Only the two of them seemed out of place.

Reasons for misfit...... It was the little girl who was walking with him in front of her, and she was actually wearing a cold white hospital gown under her down jacket, and she looked like she had just run up from the hospital.

However, there was no sickness on her face, her eyes were shining, and she pulled him and ran out into the street.

"It's so lively! Run! ”

He didn't have any resentment, let her pull it, and then the two of them ran around the street several times.

Christmas is very lively everywhere, and Ginger Cha Cha has loved this festive atmosphere since elementary school.

Night had fallen, and everywhere was shining, and everywhere there were English versions of Christmas songs, and her eyes were attracted by these novelties.

She turned back to ask him if he was happy.

As a result, I saw Xiao Chengma's silent and quiet face.

is so cute and handsome, like a little model carefully selected by the TV station to perform on the screen. But why doesn't he like to laugh so much?

Jiang Cha sighed heavily.

She's been shuttling for days. She didn't know when she would wear it back.

She's been trying to find a way to get close to him for the past few days, but he's been locking himself in his room.

And today, there is finally a historic breakthrough!

But......

I didn't expect to go out and play with him for an hour, and he was still unhappy.

Jiang Chacha thought so, like an old man in vicissitudes, and let out a long sigh.

spent so much energy, but he didn't appreciate it at all, Jiang Chacha was a little resentful in his heart.

But as soon as this resentment came up, looking at his delicate face, she couldn't get angry.

"Hey, be happy!" She stretched out her hand and pinched the flesh off his face.

There was very little flesh on his face, a thin layer between her fingers.

Xiao Cheng stared at her for a while.

Jiang Cha Cha also stared back at him.

As if he was afraid that she would be angry and wanted to please her, when he was pinched by her, he pulled the corners of his mouth stiffly, and squeezed out a smile at her very jerky.

The eyebrows are furrowed when he laughs.

Ginger Tea Tea: ...... Or don't laugh.

Laughing is worse than crying.

I don't know why, Jiang Chacha feels that the way he is smiling now is well-behaved and sensible, and it makes people feel distressed......

Jiang Chacha sighed again for the eighteenth time today, she laughed helplessly, and she pinched his face hard, "When you don't want to laugh, you can stop laughing." ”

Xiao Cheng stopped smiling, he always locked his eyebrows, and the melancholy in his eyes couldn't be taken away, and he became an autistic boy again.

Ginger Tea Tea: ......

Why is every male protagonist's childhood an autistic boy?

So the setting of the male protagonist must be beautiful and miserable??

Thinking that his mother would commit suicide in front of him at a young age, Jiang Chacha instantly clenched her fists.

It's cruel.

This stupid game!! Really want to blow it up!

But she could only be angry, but she was helpless.

Because she can't change the next plot......

It can only be left to its own devices.

The last light of the sky also disappeared, and the sky turned into a deeper inky blue, like the color of the deep sea, and Xiao Cheng Maki was the loneliest whale in this sea.

Jiang Chacha looked at him for a long time, and his eyes suddenly stopped at the brightly lit department store behind him.

Her eyes lit up.

"How about I buy you a Christmas present!"

"That way, you should be happy!"

With that, she grabbed his wrist again and ran.

Ginger Cha Cha went into the department store and picked around inside. However, she is too short and looks clumsy when choosing.

Later, she realized that she didn't have much money to buy him gifts.

She touched her pocket, only took out a few dozen yuan, and suddenly felt so shabby......

She scratched her hair, wondering if the little master would dislike the things she bought were too cheap.

In the end, she spent seventy dollars and bought him a scarf as a gift.

The scarf she gave him was not packaged in a gift box, nor was it packed in a bag, it was extremely simple, and he didn't even see it, and the scarf only had a price tag.

There is a tall Christmas tree in front of the department store.

Jiang Chacha pulled him and ran to the back of this tree, behind which was a wall, and standing here, he could see the scenery of the entire shopping street from the side.

The sky was completely black, and there was a light snowfall, and light snowflakes fell from the night, and then fell gently on her hair, which soon stood on many fine white snow spots.

Even her thick black eyelashes were falling with snowflakes.

She is very emotional now because she wants to give gifts to people in person.

"Come on, surround and see if it looks good!"

She picked out a white scarf for him, which was knitted and looked soft.

Before he could resist, she put it on him by dividing it by two, without giving him time to react at all.

He only felt a warm layer suddenly on his cold neck.

He stood there, dumbfounded, watching her close to him, and wrapped his scarf twice with his hand to wrap it around him.

She was talking with her fingers, "I've always loved Christmas." ”

"Because it's a holiday where you can give gifts to each other, I think it's like a blessing! It feels good! It's a pity that we don't have such a festival in China......"

"I didn't have any friends who had ever given me a gift at Christmas."

"But! That doesn't stop me from loving Christmas! ”

By the time she said that, she had already helped him put on the knitted scarf, and she had rearranged it.

She looked very serious when she put a scarf on him, and when she lowered her eyes, her eyelashes were very long, and she looked like a doll.

The soft scarf snuggled against his little face, and he felt that his heart, which was so cold that it was numb, suddenly made a sound of ice cracking, which was the movement of ice and snow slowly melting.

"Don't be unhappy, don't waste your handsome face, you're going to be a school grass in the future!" She stretched out her fingers and pinched the soft flesh of his face again.

Finally she raised her eyes, and her pretty eyes looked straight at him, with undisguised affection in them.

"How about I give you a Christmas gift every year after Christmas? Ahem, although this year's Christmas gift is a bit shabby, but this is an accident! It's only worth seventy dollars, but you can't dislike it! ”

After saying that, she held her chin again, her eyes rolled, and the snowflakes falling from the sky were reflected in her pupils, and she thought seriously for a while.

"No, not only Christmas, but in the future, I will give you gifts on any holiday where you can give gifts!"

After saying that, she took a step forward, her face pressed against his body, her eyes shining with stars, and she could see that she was particularly enthusiastic.

After she finished speaking, she bent her fingers, leaving only one little finger, "That's it!" Then we'll be friends from now on! ”

Her little finger, frozen red, stayed in the air, waiting for him to touch it.

Although Xiao Chengmaki felt that her enthusiasm came for no reason.

But he was now quietly looking into her eyes, at her eyelashes that were about to reach the bridge of his nose.

He saw that the pupils, which were so pure and beautiful that they were free of impurities, not only reflected the snowflakes in the sky, but also clearly reflected his face.

His face was sunk in a white scarf, revealing the delicacy of his features.

The quiet little Cheng Maki finally slowly stretched out his fingers, he stiffened and sluggishly hooked her little thumb.

When it was released, both of them were drawn together by the Christmas tree in front of them.

The dark green Christmas tree is lit up with many colorful lights, and there are delicate decorative objects such as reindeer, gingerbread man, candy canes, Christmas stockings, etc., and their light reflects into her pupils.

She had just poked her finger at the little golden bell on it when she heard him ask beside her.

His voice was soft, sensitive, and uneasy, as if he was afraid of her unkeeping, and as if he was paranoid and possessive.

His eyes fell on her.

"Do you also give gifts to other friends every year?"

Jiang Chacha was slightly stunned, turned his face sideways, and looked at him.

She suddenly understood.

His family upbringing made him lack love and made him overly sensitive, which made him want to use various extreme methods to prove his importance in the other party's heart in every subsequent relationship.

You can't just like it, you have to like it very much, you have to like it very much, and if you're someone he likes very much, then you have to just like him.

He doesn't want to settle, just warm favoritism. Because of his lack of love, he is particularly eager to prove that he is loved, and if he cannot be proven to be loved, then he will fall into a painful situation of constant suspicion and denial of himself.

At that time, Jiang Chacha understood him a little.

So, she thought about it for a long time before giving him an answer.

"I also give gifts to other people, because they are all my friends, and giving gifts to friends is the warming bond that keeps our friendship going."

"But you're not like them. They, I probably don't give them every year, let alone every holiday where I can give gifts. ”

"So, you're the special one!"

Jiang Chacha found that after he finished saying this, a bright light slowly rose in his eyes that were originally as dull as dust, although it was shallow, it was enough to illuminate the sea of stars in the days to come.

He lowered his eyes, and sunk his whole face in the snow-white scarf again, revealing only a pair of black eyes.

He hummed softly.

Going out on Christmas night is actually a very romantic thing.

But in the end, she sadly found that after buying the scarf, the two of them had no money on them.

Don't expect this expensive young master to carry cash with him.

He was born until now, and probably hasn't held cash in his hand a few times.

It's time for dinner.

The restaurants were full, and there were still people waiting in line outside.

Ginger tea and tea smell the aroma of rice.

She sighed.

If I had known, I wouldn't have to buy him any gift for seventy dollars, how nice it would be to use it to eat!

However, seventy yuan is not enough to eat in this bustling shopping street. You may not even be able to afford two cups of coffee.

So on this Christmas night, she smelled the food, squatted behind the Christmas tree, and shivered hungry and pitiful in the cold wind of the snow.

She was wearing a hospital gown inside and a red down jacket on the outside.

Her delicate face was bare in the cold wind, and the tip of her nose was red from the cold.

Xiao Cheng Maki was also very hungry.

He also crouched on the ground, wrapping his arms around himself.

However, although he was very hungry, he actually ...... in his heart It's a little bit of fun.

This little bit of happiness is far better than the unbearable hunger.

The black night was still snowing lightly, falling on the shoulders and hair of every pedestrian.

The Christmas tree in front of me was still shining beautifully in the cold night, the wind was blowing, and the bells on the branches made a pleasant sound.

He buried himself in the newly bought white scarf, and as soon as he breathed, a cloud of mist appeared in front of him, blurring his vision.

The girl next to her moved her feet and came to his side, the white down jacket and the red down jacket were close together, looking down from above, and at the same time, there were two small black heads leaning together.

Her frozen, red hands, were digging for something in the pockets of her red down jacket.

"Here you go."

She suddenly had an extra lollipop in her hand and held it up in front of him. Transparent plastic bags wrap brightly colored sweets, and in the light, the pale golden light shines through the plastic packaging, giving off a light that is not inferior to Christmas tree decorations.

"Give it to you, and you won't be hungry after eating."

Her eyes were still shining.

Xiao Cheng felt that all the shiny things on the commercial street that night were far less beautiful than her eyes.

He pursed his lower lip and reached out to take it.

They spent the next few days together.

It's just that he wouldn't have imagined that one day when he pushed open the door of her ward, it would be empty, the sheets and quilts would be new, and the inside of the room would be clean and tidy, as if waiting for the next patient to move in.

Their connection was severed.

He only knew her name, and nothing else.

Before he could sink into the grief of losing his friend, he turned and threw himself into another painful grief.

In the winter of 2008, his mother committed suicide in front of him.

There were already clues before, but his personality completely changed, but it started at this time.

In the years that followed, he spent ten years of loneliness alone.

And after he entered Sakura High School, in the first semester of his first year of high school, he re-met the little girl who gave him a Christmas gift in a hospital gown when he was a child.

(End of chapter)