Next to me, he imitated me and also fed the small fish. In the sunshine, two children of similar age leaned against the railing quietly, chatting. Time stood still for this second. The sunshine gradually gradually

Lengthening their figures, their shadows seemed to be close together.

"Did you raise all of these?"

"Yeah, at first my family came to feed the fish, but as time went by, everyone stopped coming, so I just fed the little fish. If I didn't feed them, they would definitely..."

"Look little brother, the fish are all coming out of the water to eat. Look how cute they are." I happily pointed at the fish and said to my little brother. On the lotus pond, the fish all came out of the water to compete for food, red and yellow.

The white and black are intertwined into a huge picture of natural interest. The fins are gently swayed, as freely as flowing water. Every time you turn around, every time you look back, it is so refreshing.

"Actually, you looked very cute just now." He looked at me with a sincere look on his face, as if he wasn't lying. I have never seen such a sincere face. This is the first time I have been in contact with a stranger.

I never imagined that people outside are so nice.

I looked at him and smiled blankly: "Brother, are you telling the truth? No one has ever praised me like this. Thank you."

I am very happy that someone praised me for the first time. His words smiled at the ice in my heart. I have always thought that I was a weed that everyone hates. It can only complement the beauty of others, guarding my own corner alone, and no one will come.

No one cares about me, but no one comes back to give me warmth. Today I silently feel something called warmth, which has such great magic that people can't help but be moved.

"Actually, you are a very kind girl." We have been feeding the little fish.

"A little pain."

"I almost forgot, you were injured. Is your leg feeling better now?" He asked with concern, feeling a little distressed and a little guilty.

I was embarrassed to let him carry it, so I nodded.

"Okay, you don't have to worry, thank you." There was a hint of touch in the faint words.

"But I don't think you look very good. Forget it, I'll carry you on my back. I feel more at ease." He squatted down and gently picked me up. I felt so warm and thick on his back,

I really want to never come down.

He put me on the brocade quilt: "You have a good rest. Next time they bully you, come find me. My home is next to your home." He spoke with a solemn expression, as if he had promised a lifetime.
Chapter completed!