Song Zhinian shook his head: "No, Mianmian never told me, it's just ...... Intuition as a mother. ”

*

On the way home from school.

Jing Mian held Song Zhinian's hand, and he was more taciturn than usual.

"Mom."

"Huh?"

Jing Mian spoke, his voice a little small: "I will have friends in the future." ”

Song Zhinian paused, and looked down at Jing Mian, who was wearing a school uniform and his hair was slightly blown by the wind.

Jing Mian raised his head and held up a soft smile at her: "Mom, don't worry. ”

Song Zhinian was stunned for a long time.

She rubbed Jing Mian's head and said softly: "I'm not worried, I know best what kind of child my sleep is." ”

"After they get to know you, they will definitely rush to be friends with my son."

Jing Mian listened and laughed, his eyes were like a curved moon: "Mom is too exaggerated." ”

Song Zhinian: "I'm not exaggerating. ”

Walking through the next intersection, Song Zhinian suddenly took out something from his bag, and the fragments of light and shadow flickered faintly, like a shrunken Milky Way, which was inlaid with a star.

She asked, "You did this?" ”

Jing Mian looked up and found that it was the little star bracelet.

His cheeks turned red almost instantly, and he turned his head: "No, it's not me." ”

Song Zhinian hid a smile at the corner of his lips: "Really? The teacher said that he did it in Mianmian, and he said that he did it the best in the class. ”

Jing Mian's head was getting lower and lower, leaving only his mother with a head top, and he whispered: "Only girls do this, I made one, and I was ridiculed by my classmates, and I won't do it in the future." ”

Song Zhinian frowned slightly: "Who said that only girls can make bracelets and wear stars?" ”

In the shade of the trees, she could faintly smell the summer breath of the rustling leaves, Song Zhinian stopped, she leaned over, and said in a quiet voice: "My child, you can wear fancy coats, you can keep neck hair, you can wear makeup, and you can use scented tissues...... You can also like pink. ”

"Because mom loves you and loves everything about you."

Song Zhinian held his son's hand and looked at Jing Mian at eye level: "Even if my mother is gone." ”

"You'll meet someone later, too."

"She could be a woman or a man." Song Zhinian lowered his eyes, put the bracelet on Jing Mian's wrist, and the little star hung down along the edge, shining: "He understands your loss, holds an umbrella for you, and writes long poems with you, instead of loving you for me." ”

……

Jing Mian's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he whispered, "No one will love me like my mother." ”

"Yes."

Song Zhinian's voice was gentle and firm, and he said, "There will definitely be." ”

Jing Mian seemed to understand or not, but still nodded.

But I still don't believe it in my heart.

All men in this world will abandon him,

But mom is the exception.

The only person who loves himself unconditionally is the one who is willing to put a little star on him.

Song Zhinian stood up, held Jing Mian's little hand, and walked slowly in the direction of home.

She suddenly asked, "Do you miss your brother?" ”

Jing Mian was startled, and immediately looked up: "No." ”

"As soon as my brother left, I had forgotten about it."

Song Zhinian smiled lightly: "I'm still lying to my mother." ”

Jing Mian's ears were red, and he didn't speak for a long time.

Jing Mian didn't say it, and Song Zhinian didn't ask.

It wasn't until the little figure passed by the sweet potato stand that he finally spoke.

"After my brother left...... It's hard to make friends again. ”

Jing Mian stared at his flickering shadow and whispered, "I don't know why. ”

Song Zhinian: "There will be different friends at each stage. ”

"My brother is just the one who accompanies you through a certain journey, and he is not obliged to accompany you through the whole journey, so you can't blame him."

"Mianmian, you can love others, but you can't rely on them."

Song Zhinian sighed lightly and said softly: "Mom's health is not good, so she relies on her dad a lot." ”

"But this relationship is not healthy, I also need to cheer up quickly, Dad is your hero, and Mom should too."

Jing Mian smiled: "Mom is my hero." ”

"Really?"

Song Zhinian shook the bracelet on Jing Mian's wrist and teased him: "Then why didn't you give the bracelet to the hero?" ”

Jingmian: "......"

Jingmian's earlobes are like steamed small crabs.

"The teacher said it."

Jing Mian's voice became smaller and smaller: "I want to give it to the person I miss the most." ”

Song Zhinian was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help asking, "Is it Dad?" ”

Jing Mian lowered his head, lowered his eyes to look at the little star on the bracelet, and did not speak.

Song Zhinian held Jing Mian's hand and walked slowly on the street,

Their shadows are infinitely stretched by the night.

Song Zhinian suddenly smiled and pinched Jing Mian's palm: "Let's go see Dad next weekend, okay?" ”

Jingmian: ?

He nodded, a little dazed.

Jing Mian asked, "How to get there?" ”

Song Zhinian: "I called Master Li, he is my father's driver, remember?" Dad was busy, so Mom asked Master Li to pick us up. ”

Jing Mian's footsteps suddenly stopped, and he said in surprise: "Do you want to drive out?" ”

Song Zhinian smiled: "Of course." ”

"I don't have to crowd the bus this time."

“！”

Jing Mian and Song Zhinian clapped their hands.

It's been a week of good things for Jingmian.

I can go to see my dad on the weekend.

In addition, he made friends at school.

Maybe it was after that parent-teacher meeting, the teacher and classmates told something, and when he returned to school again, Jingmian found that someone began to take the initiative to talk to him.

His friends are classmates in the class, and whenever Jingmian is alone in physical education class, they will pull Jingmian to play together.

Although they often use their own pens and erasers, borrow their own homework and copy, sometimes they will look through their wallets and take some to buy soda.

But Jing Mian thought that the money in his wallet was actually not much, only enough to buy stationery at night and milk in the morning.

You can save a little pocket money, which is not a problem compared to making your mother worry that she has no friends.

Until the day.

A boy was flipping through his wallet, but his eyes inadvertently landed on the small mezzanine of the mosaic photo.

"Who is this?"

Jing Mian's hand to write homework paused, and replied, "My brother." ”

This caught the attention of a few boys next to him.

"Aren't you an only child?"

Jing Mian silently put away his wallet: "It's not my brother, it's my brother next door." ”

"Such a handsome brother next door?!" The man was surprised: "Hidden deeply, sleepy, if you had said that you had such a beautiful brother, why did you always be alone before." ”

Under their repeated questioning, Jing Mian stubbornly said something about his brother, and now, that person has been away from him for a long time.

The man listened, and suddenly slapped his thigh: "I remembered." ”

Jing Mian was stunned.

"I said how it looks familiar." The boy said, "Ren Xingwan, right?" ”

"He didn't leave Lincheng, and he was in junior high school at my friend's school, didn't you say his birthday was the 15th, wasn't that the weekend?"

Another person said, "When you say that, I remember it too." ”

"I heard that Brother Ren held a birthday party, which was held on the second floor of the Changlin Club, at seven o'clock in the evening, and I didn't know when I received the invitation, it turned out that he was your brother."

"We'll all go."

"Jingmian, are you going?"

*

On the weekend day.

Master Li came to the house on time and picked up Song Zhinian and Jing Mian to leave.