"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I must have become a light bulb!"
"Thank you for your Christmas gift. It's very good for a beginner!" I exhaled white air from my mouth when I praised Xiaoqin. I casually wrapped the scarf around my neck because I usually don't I pay too much attention to appearance, so the scarf looks a bit sloppy on me.
I did not mention these embarrassing thoughts to Xiaoqin, but said casually: "I am already 16 years old and have passed the age to make wishes to Santa Claus. He is so busy, so I should concentrate on giving gifts to the children."
"Would it be better to adjust it like this a little bit?"
At this time, a couple was having a snowball fight in the square. A snowball was thrown over the head and flew towards me and Xiaoqin. Since the momentum was not in a hurry, I casually reached out and caught it.
"Hey, there's no such thing as Santa Claus!"
"Hahaha, I got hit! The third one got hit today!"
"How could there be an earthquake?" the loudspeaker next to Gong Caicai said curiously, "It's obviously you who is shaking alone, right?"
There were many couples walking together around, and the footsteps of men and women made a crunching sound on the snow.
After Xiaoqin made up her mind, she ran away from me very energetically.
"Do you want... to go back?" Seeing that I didn't have any gloves, Xiaoqin asked with concern.
"Yes, I'm sorry!" Gong Caicai quickly apologized to everyone who was disturbed by |, "I seem to have lost one piece of clothing today, and I can't tell the difference between shivering with cold and an earthquake. I'm so stupid..."
When I was hesitating when facing Xiaoqin's question, I suddenly felt a cold feeling on the back of my neck. I don't know who put their very cold hands into my collar.
It was getting darker and darker, and it was already past dinner time when I went out for a walk. Now the street lights were on, illuminating a pine tree in the middle of the flower bed, which looked like a Christmas tree.
Xiaoqin hummed a Christmas song in advance, and her gloves were mittens, which reminded me inappropriately of Doraemon when they swung to the rhythm.
Xiaoqin's exposed face was red from the cold. She was afraid of the cold. I wore neither a scarf nor gloves, letting the snowflakes melt on my warm face.
Gong Caicai was stunned for a moment, and then realized that the vibration on the desk was caused by her own body.
"Alin, that's what it says! You can look at my paper! It's so strange that I can answer it, but Alin can't!"
The first class after the morning is Chinese class. There have been frequent tests in class recently. Xiaoqin quietly asked from my left side: "Alin, how do you write the word testis for testicles?"
With a very ashamed tone, Xiaoqin held the scarf in both hands and did not dare to look directly at me, for fear that I would laugh at his craftsmanship.
Shivering and shaking, Gong Caicai's soft body seemed to be like a mobile phone that was set to vibrate mode.
For some reason, Xiaoqin and I fell into silence while walking side by side, as if the falling snowflakes could absorb all the sounds in the world.
A couple left the bench in front of the flower bed. Xiaoqin took my hand and sat on it together, with a smile on her face like someone who had grabbed a seat on the bus.
"That, that's because Ah Lin didn't read the comics carefully!" Xiao Qin argued, "I'm moved to tears every time I read girl comics! As for things like fireballs, you can spit them out just by eating chili peppers. !”
I couldn't help but laugh, "Can you knit a scarf? I remember when I was in junior high school, you helped me mend a button that was crooked..."
There are many strange things in this world. No one expected that a large first snowfall would fall in Dongshan City a week later. It caused traffic jams and also covered up all the mess in the city.
Xiaoqin looked very confused, "I can't write because I don't have that thing. Why can't classmate Ye Lin know how to write if he has that thing?"
Since Xiaoqin's assumption was contrary to my common sense, I retorted to her seriously:
Xiaoqin nodded, "That's right, this way I can go home early and be with Santa Claus."
Don't add such a sad setting to Santa Claus! I was just joking! Is it worth your tears just because of this
"Alin," Xiaoqin blinked and asked suddenly, "If there really is a Santa Claus, what kind of wish would you like to make?"
Confident in our physical strength, neither Vinny nor I wore a scarf, and every breath we took in the decreasing temperature was white.
"This is my handsome Ah Lin! Is it warm? Is it not enough wind protection?"
After hearing what I said, Xiaoqin was stunned for a moment, then suddenly hugged her knees and cried.
After taking his hands out of my collar, Pooh spotted Xiao Qin in front of me and immediately realized that he might not have appeared at the right time.
Everything is so white, so clean, as if it was the way the world was born.
"This..." I scratched my head and said, "This word is too complicated, and I can't write it."
So, on this snowy cold winter night, a girl cried sadly because of the non-existent Santa Claus. Her head leaned on my shoulder, and her tears wet the scarf she knitted for me.
Now, has my wish come true
"What's the use of that!" I complained, "I've also read the 'Ninjutsu: Fireball Jutsu' in the comics! Can I spit out fireballs when I open my mouth?"
"This," Xiao Qin said as she handed the scarf to me slightly nervously, "I asked my mother to knit this one. It is the 'Trial Body' No. 1. Because the workmanship is rough, part of it was knitted by my mother for me. It was knitted, so I planned to knit another one, but I didn’t expect it would snow so soon... "
Eh? Am I not wearing a scarf because I am waiting for Xiaoqin to finish? Maybe subconsciously I do have some meaning - look at the pedestrians in the square, I am already a complete alien without a scarf.
Because of the height difference between us, Xiaoqin put her feet up to tidy up my scarf, and then she even stood on the flower bed platform to tidy me up so that I didn’t lose to the other men in the square.
Gong Caicai's episode added a lot of laughter to the class. Xiaoqin took the opportunity to open the Chinese language book and found out how to write the word "testicle".
I don’t think Santa Claus really exists, and I don’t think making wishes is really useful, but if it were me before I was ten years old, I would probably wish “I want a mother”, right
"Alin, although it's not Christmas yet and I didn't make this scarf independently, I still hope you can accept it without objection! There are obviously other scarves in Alin's wardrobe, but I still can't bear it until now. Kendai, are you waiting for my scarf to be knitted? If I let Alin catch a cold in pursuit of perfection, I will never forgive myself!"
I was about to walk back when I saw Xiaoqin wearing a scarf and gloves, braving the wind and snow, running towards me in a hurry.
It doesn't matter if this mother doesn't love me - as long as she loves my father.
Hello! Who stipulates that you must be able to write what parts you have on your body? There are countless amino acids in your body, but you still can’t write the molecular formulas of amino acids!
"Alin! Why aren't you at home when it's snowing so heavily? What should I do if I catch a cold?"
If someone else sees it, they will definitely think that I bullied her again, right
Pooh's hearty voice came from behind, and this kind of direct prank was indeed her fault.
Xiaoqin looked left and right, and finally showed a satisfied smile.
That's what I thought when I watched my dad repeatedly anesthetizing himself with alcohol and sinking into the abyss of despair.
I touched the warm scarf in my hand, which also included Aunt Ren’s handiwork. She was indeed a bit cruel to me and my dad, but I knew she loved us.
"If you want to give Christmas gifts or something, it should be given to you by me as your adopted brother, right?"
It was Sunday, and I stood in a trance in the garden square near the Honglou North Street community, watching the snow falling all over the sky. It seems that he has realized something, and there seems to be a trace of sadness.
No, don’t get me wrong, I don’t simply long for maternal love.
"W-why are you crying?" I was caught off guard by her actions.
I took Xiaoqin's scarf and looked at it. It was not very smooth, but the material was very good and the fabric was densely woven. It felt warm just by holding it in my hand.
"Sorry, we didn't mean it!" A man in his 20s wearing glasses quickly apologized to us.
I didn't care about them and threw the snowball into the middle of the flower bed.
Xiao Qin had an idea, "Why don't I knit a scarf and give it to Ah Lin as a Christmas gift? Chocolates and other things will be eaten in a blink of an eye, but a scarf is more practical!"
Pooh apologized and retreated. Before leaving, she waved to Xiaoqin, "Come on! Your cartoon scarf is so pretty!"
"Jingle bells, jingle bells, jingle bells, jingle bells~"
I saw that Xiaoqin was envious of the couples walking in the square, so I replied: "I'm not cold yet. With the scarf you gave me, we can stay in the square for a while. The snow scene is also quite beautiful."
"Of course there is! There must be some!" Xiao Qin became serious, "Santa Claus is so loving, there will definitely be someone willing to marry him!"
Xiao Qin pouted her lips angrily, "Alin, don't look down on me! After all, I have read thousands of girls' comics and watched hundreds of heroines knitting scarves!"
"Wait a minute..." Xiaoqin stopped in front of me, lowered her head and fumbled for her satchel, and soon took out a long gray scarf from it.
Maybe my Christmas wish has been exceeded.
Xiaoqin raised her red eyes from her knees, "Alin, if I die, will you build a hut next to my tombstone like Santa Claus and stay with me forever?"
Because there was an earthquake some time ago, Gong Caicai heard the squad leader shout this, so she remembered it.
"There's an earthquake!" Gong Caicai, who was sitting not far in front of us, suddenly exclaimed, "Everyone, everyone, hide under the table!"
"Anyway... I will definitely knit a beautiful and warm scarf for Ah Lin! That's it, now I'm going to learn how to knit a scarf!"
"Even if Santa Claus had a wife, his wife might not be as immortal as him? Maybe his wife died long ago! Maybe there is her tombstone in the snow behind the Christmas cabin in Norway!"