In a corner of the orphanage, while most of the little ones were playing in the square, an eight or nine-year-old little boy with a tiger-like head was sitting on the cold stone steps, watching the little ones in the square playing with the angels.
My sister and the others were playing in a daze.
The little boy was a little envious, but he didn't go to play with him. At the same time, his eyes were a little disdainful, and he was a little out of tune with the other children in this place.
Suddenly, a voice sounded from the side: "Little guy, why don't you go and play together?"
The little boy tilted his head, glanced at the man who spoke, and recognized that this man was his elder brother who came with the beautiful 'Angel Sister'.
But he didn't answer, and immediately turned back and continued to look at the square.
But this time, the man who came here discovered that the little boy was not looking at those little boys, but the 'Angel Sister' who was playing a prize-winning riddle game with a group of little guys.
The person who came was none other than Fang Hao, who suddenly got up and played with a group of little kids for a while. Later, Fang Hao saw the little boy sitting on the stone steps here.
Fang Hao was not angry when he found that the tough-headed little kid didn't pay any attention to him. Instead, he sat on the stone steps next to the little boy and looked at the people in the square from the little boy's perspective.
Fang Hao smiled faintly and said, "Could it be that you were bullied by the classmates who beat you, so you didn't dare to go there?"
"Whoever is being bullied, who dares to bully me, I am the only one who bullies others!" The little boy suddenly became unhappy, and turned around to correct Fang Hao in a threatening manner.
"Then why don't you go play?"
"It's such a childish game, I won't play!" As the little boy spoke, he glanced with disdain. There were many little kids in the square who stuck their noses with their sleeves and had smiles on their faces that were bright red.
"Then what do you think is not childish?" Fang Hao glanced at the little boy in front of him, who was wearing rough clothes with some skin damage. He was wondering if this guy was too naughty, so the people at the orphanage didn't give him new clothes.
Wear clothes?
"They are very childish anyway. I don't want to play with childish brats like them. They are so stupid." The little boy snorted, with a bit of anger in his tone.
"Those little girls won't like you if you have such a bad temper." Fang Hao looked at the tough-headed kid in front of him in a funny way, with these inexplicable expressions in his eyes.
"Who wants them to like it? I don't like those little girls who wipe their noses on their sleeves." The little boy muttered.
"It sounds like you are very old. Aren't you only a few years old? Didn't anyone buy new clothes for you in the orphanage? The clothes you are wearing are all old."
Having said this, Fang Hao looked at the little boy's clothes. Although they were shabby, they were very clean.
When the little boy heard Fang Hao's words, his eyes suddenly showed sadness, and he whispered: "My mother bought this for me. My mother said that I look very handsome in this dress. She said that she would come back to pick me up in the future. I
I'm afraid that my mother won't be able to find me after I change my clothes."
After hearing this sentence, Fang Hao's face was calm, but his eyes flashed with a trace of deep sadness. This moment reminded Fang Hao of his past. At that time, he seemed to be sitting alone like this, not caring.
Playing with others is always waiting for something.
After coming back from his thoughts, Fang Hao realized that those things were almost over. He didn't want to revisit the indelible traces on his back, so he calmed down his mind.
Turning his head slightly, Fang Hao discovered that this little kid had been looking at Deng Meiling over there. Fang Hao chuckled and said, "Is that angel sister good-looking?"
"It's so beautiful." The little boy replied subconsciously, with a rare smile on his face.
"Then you don't want to play with her?"
"If I don't go, there are so many people, how could she pay attention to me?"
"Then you are here..."
"I'm alone here, maybe she'll notice me." The little boy was stiff-necked and serious when he spoke. He really looked like a little adult.
"Oh, that makes sense. I didn't expect you to be such a brat, but you are quite thoughtful. Do you want me to help you call her over and let her get to know you?" Fang Hao said with a narrow smile.
After hearing this, the little boy suddenly became nervous, shook his head and said, "No, if she takes me away because I think I'm handsome, my mother won't be able to find me when she comes."
"..." Fang Hao's heart was touched, and a trace of compassion flashed in his eyes. This little boy could appear here. He is obviously an orphan, and he is still waiting for his mother to pick him up. This is so similar to him back then.
Afterwards, I talked to the little boy for a few words. It seemed that the little boy liked Fang Hao a lot, so he actually took out two candies. Although he was a little reluctant to part with them, he still resolutely handed one to Fang Hao.
And he said seriously: "I think you are very pleasing to the eye, I will give you one."
Fang Hao suddenly couldn't laugh or cry. When he saw the little boy's serious look, Fang Hao took it, peeled off the candy and put it in his mouth.
Seeing Fang Hao eating the candy, the little boy seemed relieved and asked seriously: "It's very sweet, isn't it? I didn't even want to eat it."
"Well, it's very sweet. Thank you." Fang Hao suddenly showed a serious smile.
"You're welcome, do you like sleeping with me?" But as soon as the words changed, the little boy looked at Fang Hao and said seriously: "Brother, can you do me a favor?"
"Say." Fang Hao suddenly laughed, knowing what the little boy was thinking.
"Can you help me find my mother?" The little boy looked at Fang Hao nervously.
"Why don't you go find it yourself?" Fang Hao asked.
"They won't let me leave." The little boy pointed to the caregivers not far away, and then looked at Fang Hao expectantly.
Fang Hao looked serious, nodded and said, "Okay, I'll help you find it."
The little boy suddenly showed a satisfied smile, then took out all the candies in his pocket, handed them to Fang Hao one after another, and said very seriously: "These are the candies I saved, all for you, you must help me find them
My mother."
Fang Hao shook his head and said: "Keep it for yourself, I promise you I will help you find it."
"You have helped me so much. My mother said that I can't let others help me in vain. You accept it." The little boy disagreed and insisted on handing the candy to Fang Hao.
Fang Hao looked at the little boy with firm eyes for a long time, put away the candy, and said seriously: "Okay, I will definitely help you find your mother, and ask your mother to pick you up. You can wait here properly.
"
The little boy suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, with a bright smile on his face and eyes full of joyful smiles.
Looking at that pure smile, Fang Hao smiled in his heart. Maybe he should really look for it. Regardless of life or death, he should also settle a dusty worry and give an explanation, not only to the little boy, but also to himself.