All the good things were broken when Jiang Huai was six years old. He wore bibs and went out with his parents. He cried and called his parents in the street in panic and helpless.
It was Jiang Huai's birthday that day, and his parents said they would take him to buy a cake, which was the last episode.
Ayu's guess was right, Jiang Huai was separated from his parents.
Huang Dan remembered the scene when he was almost hit by a car and the man's legs were so frightened that he lowered his eyes and thought.
A few junior high school students ran past with schoolbags on their backs. They didn't even look at the road, and they were rampant with a youthful air. Huang Dan was bumped, and his thoughts were interrupted, and he couldn't connect.
He took off his glasses and pressed his eyebrows, "Mr. System, what is JAC's job?"
The system, "I didn't find this information below."
Huang Dan frowned, it seemed that his mission was involved.
"Mr. System, there's something I haven't told you about."
Huang Dan paused for a few moments, "Every time I travel to a world, is there someone who is like this? Is he with me?"
System, "Sorry, I don't have permission to answer."
This reply was expected by Huang Dan, but he still asked, "Since Mr. System has no authority, then I have to find the answer myself."
The system said, "Mr. Huang, as your guardian, I have to remind you, don't lose the big because of the small."
Huang Dan was stunned, what does the little finger mean, and what does the big one mean
He didn't like this distinction, very much.
Huang Dan returned to the community and smelled a faint smell of smoke in the corridor. He climbed the stairs one by one and saw a man on the sixth floor.
Jiang Huai sat on the steps with his legs crossed, and the cigarette beside his mouth had burned to his butt.
Huang Dan stopped to catch his breath.
In the summer, you can climb the sixth floor and sweat all over.
Jiang Huai's tongue swept across the cigarette butt wet with saliva, he raised his eyelids, pulled the cigarette butt out of his lips and teeth, and popped it out with his fingers bent.
The butt of the cigarette drew an unrefined arc in mid-air, fell down the steps, turned somersaults, and somersaults, and lay down on the ground, waiting for tomorrow's cleaning aunt to come and take it away.
Huang Dan looked away from the butt of the cigarette and took the key to open the door.
There was no one in the shared room, and everyone went out to play.
JAC did not bring the key.
Huang Dan opened the door and said to the man behind, "You go to my room and sit for a while."
No one said a word, and the footsteps had already stepped in.
Huang Dan cleans the room every day and organizes it carefully, and has already put away the unnecessary things and furniture, which is still incomparable to the second bedroom.
Jiang Huai was tall and strong, and when he stepped inside, the room seemed even smaller.
Huang Dan took off his shoes and threw them on the balcony to blow the air. He threw the smelly socks into the basin. He put on flip-flops, "Do you like cucumbers?"
Jianghuai was on the spot, "Cucumber?"
Huang Dan said, "Well, cucumber."
Jiang Huai rubbed open the cigarette case with his thumb and found that it was empty. He squeezed the cigarette case irritably, "I don't like it!"
Huang Dan said, "Then I only washed myself."
After ten seconds, Jiang Huai said, "Give me one."
Just as Huang Dan closed the refrigerator door, he looked at the man in the room, "Don't you like it?"
JAC said, "Dry mouth."
The refrigerator is a heartthrob in the summer, and everyone loves it.
Even putting a glass of water in the refrigerator and taking it out to drink after a while is delicious, let alone melons and fruits.
Jianghuai washed two green cucumbers and bought them in the morning. There were yellow flowers on one end. He removed the rowan and washed it under the tap several times.
The cucumber was crunchy, rough to the touch, and had many small lumps. Huang Dan scratched the skin of the melon with a planer.
Jiang Huai nibbled at the cucumber with bitterness and hatred. He walked back and forth in the room, obviously panicking, so he found a topic and said, "Why is the color of your cucumber different from mine?"
Huang nibbled and said, "My root is tender."
Jianghuai frowned and swallowed the cucumber, "Really?"
Huang Dan said, "Well, yours is older and thicker."
Jiang Huai looked at it, and only after comparing him did he realize his childish behavior, and his face changed immediately.
The room fell silent.
Huang Dan saw that the man threw the uneaten cucumbers into the trash, and he couldn't stop him, "If you don't eat it, give it to me. A cucumber is 7 or 8 cents."
Jianghuai gave him a steel shovel, "Don't look for it."
The yellow slip is put into the piggy bank.
The sound of the door opening came from outside, and someone came back, it was Sister Zhang.
Huang Dan stopped the man who was going out, "Sister Zhang has the key to our room?"
JAC scratched his sweaty head a few times