Qingqing was awakened by the chirping of birds outside the window. The chirping sound was so soft and clear that she couldn't sleep. She jumped out of bed, opened the heavy curtains, and the clear morning light poured in, instantly covering the whole In the room, she pushed open the floor-to-ceiling glass door and walked out.
She likes this room with a terrace very much, which allows her to feel the freshness of nature when she wakes up in the morning. She closes her eyes and enjoys the feeling of the breeze blowing over her cheeks, with a faint fragrance of flowers. She opens her arms, and the wind blows her In her pajamas, she felt as if she had become a bird too, spreading her wings and walking against the wind in such morning light.
Suddenly came a voice: "Who are you?" Qingqing opened her eyes, looked left and right, there was no one, and there was still a green field in front of her, could it be her own auditory hallucinations, it must be, probably due to jet lag, She blinked and closed it again, and heard the voice say again, "You're so stupid, I'm down here."
Qingqing opened her eyes and looked down. On the grass downstairs stood a young boy who looked seven or eight years old. He was quite beautiful. He was dressed in white sportswear with a baseball cap on his head. He was very handsome. Most importantly, Qingqing seemed to have seen it somewhere before, but she couldn't remember it at the moment, but she looked a little weird, frowning, looking up at herself, and her eyes told Qingqing clearly, you are an idiot.
Holding the small bag in her hand, something seemed to be wriggling inside, Qingqing coughed: "What are you going to do?"
The little boy pointed to the fishing rod on the ground: "You are really stupid, you don't know after seeing it, I'm going fishing." After finishing speaking, he glanced at Qingqing, and suddenly said: "Whether you go or not, it's over there Not far away, there is a pond."
Qingqing didn't know why she went there, and she didn't even change her clothes, she just wore her pajamas and pulled on her slippers, and followed the little boy, not far away, from the villa where she lived, and walked about a kilometer to the right almost there.
It is a pond dug by hand. It is estimated that there are fish fry in it. From time to time, you can see small fish jumping out of the water mischievously, and their silver scales flash into the water in the morning light.
There is a specially secluded wooden fishing platform on the shore, which extends directly out of the water and is equipped with a wooden bench. It seems that young boys often come here to fish. They walked over very familiarly, packed up the fishing rod, and looked up at Qingqing: "Can you Pass me the fish food in the plastic bag?"
Qingqing groaned, picked up the plastic bag and opened it, and just about to take it, she threw it on the ground with an ahh, and there were wriggling earthworms inside, Qingqing stared at him, the little boy didn't feel guilty at all, shrugged his shoulders in a very western style: "Sorry, I didn't know you were afraid of earthworms."
His tone didn't mean apologetic at all, even if this little boy teased her like this, Qingqing didn't find him annoying, and even liked him very much, just looking at him like this, there was an inexplicable sense of intimacy.
"Okay, here's this for you." The little boy took out a piece of chocolate from his pocket and handed it to Qingqing. Qingqing took it and peeled off the gold paper outside and stuffed it into her mouth. It was her favorite dark chocolate.
The little boy stared at her for a while and asked, "How is it? Is it delicious?"
Only then did Qingqing realize that the status of the two seemed to be reversed. She should be an adult, and the boy should be a child. In other words, she should give candy to the child, not the boy to her.
Qingqing chewed the chocolate in twos and swallowed it and asked: "Why don't you eat it?" The little boy cut it: "I don't like to eat this kind of thing." This kind of thing? Qingqing was stunned: "You mean chocolate?" The little boy hummed: "Snacks are also included."
Qingqing asked strangely: "If you don't like it, why bring it?"
The little boy's face darkened, he threw the earthworm on the ditch, flung it out skillfully, set up the pole, and stared at the water surface. When Qingqing thought he would not answer, she heard him whisper: "I Mum likes it, but she's gone."
I don't know why Qing, Qing suddenly felt a little hot in his eyes, and shook his head hastily, when did he become so emotional, the little boy looked at her sideways, and said with disgust: "You are really sloppy, you ran out in pajamas , I bet you haven't brushed your teeth."
Qingqing gave him a white look: "Don't you tell me to come and fish with you? How can I have time to brush my teeth?"
The little boy snorted, "If you eat chocolate without brushing your teeth, your teeth must be full of cavities."
Qingqing couldn't help laughing, opened her mouth, showed her teeth for him to see, and said triumphantly: "Did you see? There is not a single tooth decay."
The little boy said very disdainfully: "You are so childish, there is nothing to be proud of, but I still have to remind you that the style of your pajamas is too ugly, women should wear something sexy, men will like it."
Qingqing looked at him in astonishment: "Who, who taught you this?" He was simply an instigator, this kid only knows this at a young age.
The little boy rolled his eyes, as if this question insulted him: "I still need someone to teach me. I'm also a man, okay? I still have a basic vision."
man? Qingqing couldn't help laughing, and stretched out her hand to pinch his face: "You're only a little brat, but you consider yourself a man."
The little boy seemed extremely disgusted by others pinching his face, because Qingqing saw the tense veins on his forehead, but still held back her anger, pulled her hand down and said, "Is it a man? It has nothing to do with age. Some people Even at the age of eighty, he is still a fool, so stupid that he is stupid to death."
While speaking, she suddenly turned her head and looked at the water. Qingqing seemed to see something glittering and falling from his eyes. Qingqing sat down beside him: "Do you miss your mother?"
The little boy shook his head: "I don't miss her, she left me stupidly and left, why should I miss her."
"Why don't you want to cry?" "Who, who's crying? I'm blind." The little boy is very stubborn, but it also makes people feel distressed. I'll cry..." Qingqing could only coax him.
But the little boy snorted: "You are too stupid."
Qingqing was embarrassed, and found that this little boy was really more difficult to coax than a girl, Qingqing looked at the water for a while, and said suspiciously: "Can you really fish?"
The little boy stared at her: "Of course."
"Did your father teach you?" Since he doesn't have a mother, Qingqing naturally thought it was his father who taught him, but the little boy shook his head: "Uncle Qin Fei taught me."
"Qin Fei? Do you know Qin Fei?" The little boy gave her a blank look: "Of course, he is my dad's best friend, this is his, don't you know, then how did you come here?" She said: "Oh, I see, you must be the daughter of the Meng family, right? Your brother came to discuss cooperation with Uncle Qin Zheng. No wonder you live in the Qin family's villa."
Qingqing scratched her head: "Why do you know everything." Suddenly Qingqing pointed at him and said, "I remembered, you are Fang Ziwen from that father and son, right? There is a movie abroad, and my brother took me to see it." Qingqing's eyes brightened: "No wonder I see you so familiar, I didn't expect to meet you here."
The little boy turned his face away: "You are mistaken, I have never acted in a movie." Qingqing reached out to turn his little face over, looked at it carefully, and said firmly: "Impossible, you are definitely Fang Ziwen, don't you Don’t admit it, I’m your fan, I’ll be sad if you do this, let me tell you one thing, I have a problem, I can’t remember people’s faces, it’s not intentional, it’s born like this, usually I want to see a person It takes more than ten times to remember, but I remember you, which shows how much I like it."
The little boy looked at her blankly: "You, can't remember the face?" Qingqing nodded: "Well, it's strange, you must not know that there is such a disease, the doctor said it was prosopagnosia, there is no cure, if you want to remember Alone, the only way is to watch it a few times.”
The little boy looked at her for a long time and asked, "Can you fish?"
Qingqing shook her head: "No, I haven't fished before."
The little boy suddenly put the pole in her hand, and said very kindly: "Then let me teach you, okay?"
Qingqing looked at him in astonishment, it seemed that the friendship was a bit weird, just now this kid was dismissive of her, and she pinched his face, wishing to bite her, now her little face is flushed, her eyes are watery, looking like It seemed that he was in a good mood, even a little inexplicably excited.
Although the friendship is weird, it is also something to be happy about. After all, being able to have such close contact with the little actor she likes makes Qingqing feel a strange sense of satisfaction in her heart.
They fished for about an hour, but they didn't catch a single fish. Qingqing felt that it wasn't that the fish in the pond were too cunning, but that the fishermen on the shore were too noisy.
Since the little guy taught her to fish on a whim, his mouth has never been idle, asking her many questions, such as what color she likes, what food she likes, what season she likes, especially when it comes to food, giving her many choices.
For example, do you like to eat chicken feet, beef jerky, or even marinated eggs, do you like noodles, what kind of noodles you like, and so on.
Moreover, many of the things the little guy asked her were things she had never even seen before, but for some reason, she subconsciously answered that she liked them.
Finally, when the little guy asked her if she didn't like sweets, Qingqing finally figured it out. She put down her fishing rod and looked at him: "Is it because your mother doesn't like sweets?"
The little boy was stunned for a moment, and then said in a muffled voice, "No."
Qingqing looked over there, as if the aunt from the villa had come over, probably her brother got up, stood up hurriedly and said: "I should go back."
The little boy saw that she was silent, Qingqing patted his head: "I've been living here for the past few days, if you are free, you can come and play with me, I don't know how to fish, but I can make kites, we do Let's put it together, I'm leaving, bye."
Qingqing walked far away, looked back, and found that the little boy was still looking at her, Qingqing waved to him: "Remember to play with me." She ran back...