She disappeared for thirteen years, exactly thirteen years.
There was such a rain that year, as if it was going to flood the whole world.
It was the first day of junior high school. The night before, Grandpa had called the two of them together and repeatedly told them that they should study hard when entering high school. Xiaoxiao must take care of Ayan and not let him cause trouble in school.
At that time, Fu Shiyan was already in the third grade of junior high school. He patted the little girl next to him on the head, full of disdain, "If you want to take care of her, it's me who takes care of her. Keep her out of trouble!"
Although he was disdainful, a smile was still on his face.
The girl next to him was dissatisfied and jumped up to beat him. "In your three years of junior high school, you have called your parents several times because of fights. I have never had a fight! Grandpa, I will definitely take care of brother Ayan!"
Grandpa said cheerfully, "You are still very capable. Brother Ayan has listened to you since he was a child."
The car lights were flashing downstairs and the driver came to pick her up. It was raining heavily and the air was filled with mist.
Fu Shiyan held the little hand and went downstairs. By then, he had grown into a young man. He was superior in every aspect and had always been arrogant. But he was always gentle and patient with this girl.
"Brother Ayan, I'm going back first. We'll see you at school tomorrow."
Fu Shiyan opened the car door for her and replied with a smile: "Okay, I will take you to eat the lion's head in the cafeteria at noon tomorrow."
She smiled happily.
The car drove very fast, disappeared into the rain and fog, and drove out of sight.
At that time, neither of them thought that this would be their last meeting.
Then Xiaoxiao seemed to disappear out of thin air. Fu Shiyan spent thirteen years searching the entire Haicheng but could not find her trace. It was also because of this incident that he completely severed ties with her family.
Fu Shiyan sat on the sofa for a long time and fell into a light sleep. He had a dream about a long-lost scene.
"Mother! Mother! Take me away! I am willing to go with you!"
The boy's heartbreaking voice was thrown into the wind, whirled and disappeared.
The black car drove faster and faster without noticing the little boy running behind him. It turned a corner and left him behind.
Fu Shiyan, who was only seven years old, tripped and fell on the asphalt road. His hands were bruised and covered in blood. His tears fell on the wound, but it was far less painful than the pain in his heart.
His mother doesn't want him anymore.
Fu Shiyan has been indifferent since he was a child and rarely cries because he will be disliked if he is ignorant. Realizing this, he quickly wiped away his tears and blood stained his face, "Mother, I won't cry anymore. I won't cry. Are you okay?"
Will be back..."
At this moment, a car drove back and stopped beside the little boy. He raised his head in surprise and said, "Mom..."
But I saw a little girl wearing a princess dress and holding a doll in her arms, jumping out of the car.
"What's wrong with you?" The little girl stretched out her hand towards him, her voice was very sweet, "You are injured, let me help you up."
Seven-year-old Fu Shiyan glared at the strange girl fiercely and said nothing until his grandfather sent someone to take him away.
From then on, the little girl not only did not disappear, but also lived nearby. Because they went to the same school, they often met.
"Hello, you can call me Xiaoxiao. I just moved here and don't know any new friends, but I live very close to you. Can I play with you often?"
"What's your name? I hear they call you Ayan. Can I call you brother Ayan?"