Holding the hand of the child, grow old with the child

"Mom... How is Mom?" I felt my hand holding the phone getting hotter and hotter.

A strange voice came from the phone, but he called the familiar and only name in a gentle tone: "Well, she is fine... By the way, Xiaoyou is in the fifth grade, right?"

Only my brother would call me "Little You".

"Um."

"..."

"Brother... Brother should be in the third year of junior high, heh, his voice has changed." A smile was added to my voice.

"Zhiyou! Zhiyou! It's time to eat!" I heard someone calling me outside, it was the most annoying voice in the world.

"Let's go eat, Xiaoyou, it's time for me to eat too, and don't treat Dad and Auntie like that..." Before my brother finished speaking, I interrupted: "I know, hang up first It's gone." Then I put down the receiver and walked out of the room, and what happened on that rainy night eight years ago came back to my mind.

After my brother carried me into the room that day, he didn't do his homework or read a book, but just sat on the bed and hugged me quietly.Later, he picked up the music box on the table, which he gave me for my birthday.He opened the box, and the melody of the familiar Japanese nursery rhyme sounded.The box was kept open, and the nursery rhymes kept ringing.It was getting dark, and the world outside the window became bright and gorgeous, in stark contrast to the room where my brother and I lived.My brother asked me gently, "Is Xiaoyou hungry? Can my brother cook noodles for you?" Then I nodded lightly. My brother put me on the bed and went out. After a while, I brought two bowls of hot noodles After eating, he took out the bowl again, and came back shortly after.I looked at him straight: My brother usually loves to smile, but today he hasn't smiled since he picked me up, just a face with no expression.He seemed to notice that I was looking at him again, and suddenly he looked back and smiled, and then returned to my side, gently hugging me in his arms.

"Go to sleep, Xiaoyou." My brother stroked my head like every night, his tone was still gentle, but instead of telling me stories like usual, he sang to me, repeating it over and over again.I can’t remember that song at all, I only know that it was the first song my brother taught me, the last song, and the only song.At first I sang along with him, but then I gradually became sleepy. When I was about to fall asleep, I suddenly felt something hot fall on my face.I wiped it subconsciously and found that it was water, tears, my brother's tears.

Brother cried.

I find this incredible.From childhood to adulthood, I have never seen my brother cry, even when his father beat him, he didn't shed a tear, but now he cried. . . . . .I reached out to wipe the tears from his face, he was obviously startled, and said incoherently: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry... I woke you up..." I ignored his words, Still gently wiping away the tears on his face, he didn't speak anymore, just grabbed my hand tightly, hugged me even tighter, kissed my forehead, and kept calling "Xiaoyou, Xiaoyou ..."

A week later, my mother and brother never appeared in front of my father and me again, and the music box my brother gave me was also missing.Not long after, a new aunt came to the family, and my father asked me to call her "Mom".

until two years ago.

My memory of my childhood has not been very clear, but I clearly remember the time when my mother just took my brother away.Since then, the elders in my family have been very kind to me. I also asked where their mother and elder brother went, but everyone looked very embarrassed, and then dealt with it wholeheartedly.On New Year's Eve two years ago, I was sleeping in my house, and through the wall I heard the conversation of my brothers and sisters in the next room.

"Ah, actually Zhiyou is really miserable, his parents got divorced at such a young age..."

"But what can we do? Who let uncle have another woman outside? It's right for my aunt to divorce him. It's just that it's hard for You Hezhixiu. The two of them had a good relationship when they were young, but now ...that day when I heard the two brothers talking on the phone, I felt like two strangers, since they were strangers anyway."

"It would have been nice if my aunt had taken Zhiyou and Zhixiu away together, why bother..."

"But my aunt is a woman, and I don't have much money. It's tiring enough to take care of one child. How about two? And you have to choose between the big one and the small one. You must choose the big one. Zhixiu is so sensible... . . . "

"Zhixiu was so cute when he was little, and I don't know how he is now..."

"yes......"

I could hear every word and every word very clearly. That was the saddest Spring Festival I have ever had.Since then, I went straight to my room every day when I got home. I almost never stepped out of the room except for eating, and I almost never called Dad or "Mom" again.

Hold Your Hand, Grow Old Together Text Chapter 2

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"Xiao You, I have good news for you. Mom said that she will take you here after the summer vacation, and you will study here in the future."

I was very happy when I heard the news, or rather, I didn’t realize it at first. My brother called out “Xiaoyou? Xiaoyou?” I didn’t realize it until I heard it.I haven't seen my mother and brother for eight years. I really don't know what they have become.I could also hear the unconcealable joy in my brother's voice.

After I finished talking to my dad, he firmly replied "No!", I sneered and walked back into the room.I knew he would not agree, but I ignored him, packed my luggage, and called my mother. She said she would come to pick me up, so I left this "home" where I lived for eight years smoothly.

When I saw my mother, I burst into tears.My mother is not as young as before, but she is as beautiful as before, not much different from the mother I miss day and night.Originally, my brother also said that he would come to pick me up, but he couldn't because of his studies.He is in the third year of junior high school, and his studies are also tight, and the school will give them make-up lessons, so after the final discussion, my brother decided to pick us up at the airport.

After hours of flying, we finally arrived.The airport was crowded with people, and I couldn't find my brother at all. Besides, it's been eight years, and he must have changed a lot.In my childhood memories, my elder brother is the most important. At that time, our relationship was very good, and my elder brother loved and protected me very much.But since my mother took my brother away, we almost only call each other during the Spring Festival every year. We only chat for a few words and then hang up, so we become more and more unfamiliar. Compared with my brother, my classmates are closer to me, and my memory of him only stays before the age of three.While I was thinking wildly, my mother told me to wait for him in the lobby first, and she went to get my luggage.

I walked towards the hall alone, and just a short distance away, I seemed to hear my mother calling me, so I turned around and walked back, but I didn't find the person behind me, and I bumped into him.I looked up and looked at him.The man was very tall, and I just reached his chest. He had a wheat-colored face, and his big watery eyes were looking at me, and the standing red hair was particularly conspicuous.The evening sun came in through the window, coating his face with gold dust.After three seconds of stalemate, I gave a slight nod to express my apologies, and then continued to move forward.Suddenly someone grabbed my arm. In the noisy hall, the two words he said were very clear.

"Little Yu."

Unfamiliar voice, but there is only one person in the world who can call me "Xiaoyou".

I turned around and the man was still looking down at me.

"Zhiyou!" My mother's voice came from behind me, I turned around, and my mother was walking towards us with luggage.

"Hey, Xia Ying is here too, we have such a big show~~ But, Xiao Ying, your hair..." I can hear that my mother is joking with that person, but Xia Ying . . . . . .

"How is it? Xiaoxiu just accompanied me to dye it yesterday. In order to welcome Xiaoyou, I just gave you a surprise. It's a holiday anyway, so I'll dye it back after school starts." The man said, inserting his finger into his fiery red in the hair.

"Hey, where is Zhixiu? Where did he go?" Mom put the luggage on the ground and wiped the sweat from her forehead.Xia Ying picked up the luggage on the ground and said as she walked, "He was afraid that you and Xiao You would go to another exit, so he went there and waited." Seeing him pick up the luggage, her mother hurriedly said, "Give it to me, Xiao Ying. "He just wanted to speak, but I preempted him, "No need, Mom, I'll take it myself." Then I took the luggage from Xia Ying and continued to follow them.I don't like people who don't know me well to touch my things.

After walking for a while, we came to another exit.Xia Ying shouted loudly, "Xiaoxiu! Xiaoxiu!", and then waved vigorously to the opposite side.The man turned his head, smiled, and walked straight towards us.He is as tall as Xia Ying, but gives people a completely different feeling.On the white face, a pair of slender light brown phoenix eyes are raised upwards, the pointed chin is slightly raised, and the light green shirt looks quiet and peaceful, with the appearance of a prince, the demeanor of a gentleman, and a trace of rebelliousness unique to teenagers tame.

"How? I said that Xiaoyou and Auntie will come out from that exit. You still don't believe me. Cut!" After the man approached, Xia Ying put her arms around his shoulders, and teased him with a smile.The man turned his head, his eyes were gentle but serious, "I told you, don't call him 'Xiao You'." "But you just call him 'Xiao You', why can't I?!" Xia Ying was very unconvinced, originally He wanted to go on, but the man glanced at him again, and he still didn't say anything in the end.

The man lowered his head, cast his eyes on me, smiled and called out:

"Little Yu."

Hold Your Hand, Grow Old Together Text Chapter 3

章节字数：1687更新时间：07-08-2622:20

We took a taxi to the gate of a high-end community, got off and walked for a while, and finally stopped at the gate of a villa.The key went into the lock, and after two turns, the door opened.

"Go in, Zhiyou." Mom hugged my shoulders and led me into the house.The living room was large and clean, and the sound of feet on the wooden floor kept coming and going.My mother took me to the second floor again, pushed open a door, and I quietly looked at the things inside: a large bed, a desk, a chair, a wardrobe, a bookshelf, and an air conditioner , in addition to some scattered things.They are all very ordinary things, but they are very different from what I imagined. They look very luxurious, even a little extravagant, so that when I first saw them, I didn't know how to describe them at all—except for the picture bed.My mother told me that my brother picked these for me. "How is it? Do you like it?" I was still a little dazed, but just gave a soft "hmm".Mom put my luggage next to the bed and pulled me down again.

"I didn't eat on the plane, let's go eat first. Zhixiu, Xiaoying, let's go!" Before I could react, my mother dragged me out of the house again.We got on the red sports car parked at the door, and I suddenly thought of Xia Ying's fiery red hair.

The wind whistled past my ears, with a strong smell of sea water and Xia Ying's voice. "Small... Ah, no, Zhiyou, did you have a girlfriend over there before? How does she look? Is she pretty? Is there a picture of her?" I was a little at a loss, after all, no one I've been asked this question, and it never occurred to me.I looked at my mother, hoping to get some help from her, but I didn't expect my mother to start booing after hearing this: "Hey, that's right, I only talked about your body and studies on the plane, and didn't ask you about it. "I suddenly felt a little depressed, how could I have such an enlightened mother.

"I......"

"That's right!" Seeing my faltering appearance, Xia Ying laughed.

"Ying, don't talk nonsense, Xiao You has been very obedient since she was a child, and she will definitely not have a girlfriend." Hearing this, I nodded quickly, and it took me a while to realize that it was my brother who said it.When I raised my head, I found that my brother was tilting his head and looking at me tenderly. His eyes were clear and bright, but they were scorching.After a few seconds, he turned his head and looked ahead, Xia Ying continued: "Oh, what a pity! Your brother is a well-known school girl in our school. Even the senior flowers in our grade like him, and many girls give it to him." He wrote a love letter! Oh, and more..." Xia Ying said to herself, but my brother's weird smile and scorching eyes just now remained in my mind.

About 10 minutes later, the car stopped at the entrance of Jingyan Hotel. After entering, the lights on the ceiling reflected the lobby like daytime.We took the elevator to the fifth floor and found a seat by the window.The waiter respectfully put the menu on the table and waited.

"You can order whatever you want." I took the menu, but found that there wasn't a single dish I wanted, so I said, "I can eat anything." Then my mother discussed with my brother and Xia Ying to order A few dishes, and soon the dishes were all served. I held the chopsticks and had no choice but to pour Coke into my stomach cup by cup.

"Xiao You, boys don't drink too much Coke." Then my brother poured a glass of juice, put it in front of me, and put vegetables in my bowl, "Try it, this is the signature dish here." Indeed , It is indeed a signature dish, it is delicious.But I always feel that it is not very good, not the food, but the food. . . . . .Feel.I thought that when I came here, I would feel like going home when I was with my mother and brother, but looking at everything around me, I felt strange and cold.

"My dad said that he would take me to France after our last class tomorrow, Xiaoxiu and Zhiyou should go together." During the meal, Xia Ying said with great interest, "Forget it, Xiaoyou just arrived here It’s not good, I’ll stay here to accompany him and let him familiarize himself with the environment.” Xia Ying’s proposal was rejected by his brother.

Xia Ying said something with the water in his mouth, and we all looked at him suspiciously.After he swallowed the water, he repeated: "I've only heard of 'brother fetishism', today is an eye-opener, and I finally saw 'brother fetishism'." The elder brother was not angry, his face was still tender Smile: "I thought you already knew it." Then just smiled.

When we walked out of the restaurant after dinner, it was already dark, and there were more pedestrians on the street, reflecting the prosperity and magnificence of this seaside city.Originally, my mother wanted to take me shopping and shopping, but she answered a phone call and left. My brother, Xia Ying and I took a taxi back home, and it was already 08:30 when we got home.

"It's so late!" Xia Ying just stepped into the door, looked up at the Roman-style wall clock hanging on the wall, and sighed, "It seems that I have to go first, or my mother will nag me to death .” After speaking, he rushed out of the door, and only my brother and I were left in the living room.

Hold Your Hand, Grow Old Together Text Chapter 4

章节字数：2194更新时间：07-08-2622:20

After a moment of silence.

"During dinner, you didn't seem to eat much. I'm not used to that kind of restaurant food, but you will be hungry in the middle of the night if you eat so little. I'll cook porridge for you. You watch TV first. Or tidy up the room or something, and I'll call you when the cooking is done." Then he went straight into the kitchen and ignored me.

I went up to the second floor and opened the door. The dark room was a bit creepy, but I still didn't turn on the light.Taking advantage of the light coming in from the floor-to-ceiling windows, I tidied up my luggage a bit, and then walked out of the room.As the door was closing, I noticed the next room, which seemed to belong to my brother.Perhaps out of curiosity, I walked into his room and turned on the light.My brother's room is very tidy, roughly the same as my room, except for a small TV, which gives a fresh and relaxed feeling overall.There is a stack of books on the desk, and there is an old-fashioned tape recorder next to it. There are some odds and ends on the tape recorder, including desk calendars, paper towels, pen holders, and more. . . . . .There is also a photo of me as a child and the music box that disappeared eight years ago.I picked up the music box, and after I opened it, the familiar melody came out again. It suddenly seemed like a dream, as if in a previous life, but at this moment it was firmly held in my hand.After putting down the music box, I picked up the photo again.I probably remember that photo, which was taken by my aunt when I was young, when my aunt took us out for an outing in the countryside. For eight years, I have never noticed that this photo has disappeared.

"You were very cute when you were young." A burst of warm breath brushed against my ear, I was startled, subconsciously turned around and found that my brother was standing behind me.Seeing me turning my head back in horror, he rubbed my hair, and the gentle smile on his face seemed to melt people, "But it's cute now. Okay, let's go eat, the porridge is ready." He turned around He turned around and walked out of the door. When he reached the door, he turned around and added, "I wanted to call you just now, but when I saw that the door of my room was open and you were inside, I went up to look for you. "After that, he walked out.

When I went down, my brother had already brought out the hot porridge. Because I was not used to this, I took the porridge in his hand.

"Well, it's great." I never thought my brother could cook so well.

"Really? Then my hard work these years has not been in vain." I raised my head and looked at him suspiciously. He pursed his lips and continued: "I came here after my mother took me away eight years ago, Mommy A classmate in high school found a job. At that time, it was the most difficult time for us. We could only live on the money brought from home and my mother’s meager monthly salary. For a while, I even quit my studies to save money for my family. Yes. Later, my mother accidentally rescued the son of a company boss on the way home from work. The boss knew that our family was in a bad situation, and as a reward, let my mother go to work in their company. Later, with her own efforts, she climbed to where she is today And the son of the boss my mother saved was Ying. It started about five years ago, and my mother would often go out to socialize, or discuss business, business trips, etc., leaving me alone at home. At first I was also very scared, but time I got used to it, and Ying often came to accompany me. After a long time, he became my best friend. In fact, although Ying looks careless and cynical on the surface, he looks very naughty, but I know he is a Very loyal friend, and Ying is very smart, taking over his father's company will definitely not be a problem."

I listened to my brother while drinking porridge, and then I realized the hard work hidden behind the current scenery of my mother and brother.

"Do you want more?" My brother's question brought me back to my senses, only to find that there was no more porridge in the bowl.I nodded dumbly, and the smile on my brother's face became stronger. He picked up the bowl and filled another bowl for me.

After eating, my brother washed the dishes again before sitting beside me and watching TV with me.At ten o'clock, there were no good programs to watch, and my body began to weaken after a day of exhaustion, and my eyelids became extremely heavy, and they slowly closed.In a trance, I felt as if I was hugged to the bed by someone else, leaning against someone's warm arms.I subconsciously put my arms around his waist, pressed against his chest and fell asleep again.

It was nine o'clock when I woke up the next morning, and I found myself lying on my brother's bed, but my brother was missing.When I got up, I found a note from him on the bedside table.

Xiaoyou:

I'm off to class and I'll be back around noon.There is a ready-made breakfast in the dining room, heat it up before eating.Don't worry about the bowl, I'll wash it when I get back.

brother

After putting down the note, I took a shower, and then ate again. Originally, my brother said that he was coming back to wash the dishes, but he was idle anyway, so I washed the dishes again. In the end, I was so bored that I could only watch TV to pass the time.

Around eleven o'clock, a phone call came in from my brother. He said he had finished class and asked me what I wanted for lunch, and he stopped by to buy it.I thought about it, and for some reason, the phrase "cream mushroom soup" popped up. I felt that my brother on the other side of the phone seemed to be taken aback, then smiled again, and told me that he would be back in half an hour. "Cream Mushroom Soup..." I repeated it after I put down the phone. After thinking for a long time, I remembered that it was last year when I went to a classmate's house for a birthday party, and the classmate's mother made it for us. At that time, I seemed It's a big bowl, but his mother's craftsmanship is really good.

Sure enough, half an hour later, my brother came back with the things he just bought. After saying hello, he went to the kitchen to prepare lunch.Gradually, a sweet smell came out from the kitchen, followed by the voice of my brother calling me.

"Taste it." My brother scooped up a little with the small spoon, let it cool down and put it in my mouth. The taste of cream immediately melted in my mouth. "En!" I nodded vigorously, and from the reflection in his eyes, I saw my face full of joy.He gave me a bowl of soup and asked me to go out and drink it.I saw fine beads of sweat on his forehead under the sunlight.I put down the bowl in my hand, wiped the sweat off his forehead with my hands, went to the bathroom and twisted a cool towel, and wiped his face.My brother's face was as white as jade, without any blemishes. The broken hair on his forehead was slightly soaked with sweat, and a few strands were still sticking to his skin.

"Okay, it's too hot in the kitchen, let's go out." My brother was cutting vegetables, and I don't know how many times he asked me to go out.I still ignored him, instead I took a spoonful of the soup on the table and put it in his mouth. After he swallowed the soup, he turned his head and smiled at me gently.

He has the most beautiful smile I've ever seen, brighter than the brightest sun in summer.

Hold Your Hand, Grow Old Together Text Chapter 5

章节字数：3161更新时间：07-08-2622:20

"Wow, what are you two doing? It smells so good!" Mom's voice came in as the door was pushed open.The phone call last night was to ask my mother to attend an impromptu reception. The organizer of the meeting was a businessman from Thailand. He intended to discuss business with Xia Ying's father's company, but Xia Ying's father couldn't get away at the time, so her mother called her over. .The reception went on for a whole night and ended early the next morning.After resting for a while, my mother hurried to discuss business with the Thai man. Fortunately, they reached an agreement soon, and my mother came back.As soon as I entered the door, I smelled the cream of mushroom soup cooked by my brother.My brother served a bowl of soup to my mother, and she drank it in two or three gulps. Although she was wearing a slightly heavy makeup, it was still difficult to conceal her mother's tired face. "Zhixiu's craftsmanship has improved again!" Mom put down the bowl and rubbed her brother's hair, "Okay, okay, I'm going to bed first, I'm exhausted. Remember to call me for dinner." Then mom took The handbag on the sofa in the living room entered the room.

Seemingly seeing the worry and loss in my eyes, my brother hugged me in his arms, stroked my hair, and there was a touch of helplessness and habit hidden in his gentle smile.

"After waiting for so long, are you hungry? Going to eat." My brother let go of me, turned and walked to the restaurant to prepare the dishes.Looking at his back, I suddenly felt the loneliness and helplessness deep in his heart, and roughly understood why he told me that I would be so happy when I lived with them in the future.I can't imagine that my brother has been at home alone for the past five years, facing an empty house, cooking, eating, washing dishes, studying, and finally sleeping.Waking up early in the morning and repeating the actions of last night.When I lived with my father before, although I hated him and my aunt, at least I still had a family. When I was sick, my father and aunt would take extra care of me, but my brother. . . . . .Everything can only be borne by himself. Even if his mother comes back sometimes, he doesn't know when he will leave again, leaving him alone facing the empty house.Maybe even when he was sick, he endured it alone, because he didn't want others to worry about him since he was a child, so he kept many things in his heart and didn't say anything.

I rubbed my eyes and found that my eyes were already wet.

"Brother..." I ran behind him, wrapped my arms around his waist, and buried my head deep into his back.The dining room was eerily quiet, and I could clearly hear the breathing and heartbeat of both of us.

"Xiaoyou..." He moved a little, but I hugged him even tighter, my voice choked up slightly, "Brother..."Brother, with me here, I won't let you be alone again Alone.

After a long time, he suddenly turned around, hugged me in his arms, and kept kissing my forehead, that familiar temperature spread on my skin again.

That is the temperature of tears, the tears of my brother.

I reached out my hand to wipe away his tears like when I was a child, but he grabbed my hand, hung in the air, buried his head on my neck, and said with a choked voice, "Don't look." I obediently put down my hand , hugged him tighter.

"What do you want to do in the afternoon? Go out and get familiar with the familiar environment, play a game, or buy something? I don't think you brought anything with you." My brother asked while wiping the table.I picked up the tissue at hand and handed it to him, hesitating for a moment and said: "Let's get familiar with the environment first, so as not to be able to go out and play when I can, I will check if there is anything to buy on the way."

After packing everything, my brother and I went out of the house.

Instead of taking a taxi, we chose to walk.First, it is convenient to familiarize yourself with the environment, and second, it is also good to take a good look at the scenery along the way.Although this seaside town is prosperous, it still has the unique natural atmosphere of a tourist attraction, and the air is humid but fresh.I heard from my brother that the sea ends at the end of this road, and my brother’s school is also along the way, and there is an elementary school right next to it. He intends to let me study there, so it’s better to take care of me, and I’m afraid that something will happen to me.When he finishes elementary school and goes directly to the junior high school of their school, he will continue to study in the high school, so that we can study in the same school.

"The street behind the school, which is the one closest to the sea, is the busiest street in the neighborhood, and it is also a famous commercial street. I will take you there to see if there is anything you want to buy." I followed my brother Beside me, I heard him keep telling me about some iconic buildings and street signs around me, saying that if I get lost in the future, I can follow these things back.He also introduced me to many good shops, which sell almost everything except clothing: stationery, gifts, crystals, animation peripherals, and games. . . . . .What I remember most is that small cafe, which is at a very inconspicuous corner, but after opening the door, it seems to be in another world: the huge glass windows on both sides of the door are completely blocked by brown velvet curtains, in the Under the dim light, everything seemed a little unreal, and there was still a standard British style, soft piano music, soft sofas, and the strong aroma of coffee in the air. . . . . .Maybe because of the geographical location, it is obviously afternoon tea time, but in such a cafe, there are only me and my brother.

"Yo, it's Xiaoxiu, you're here even after the holidays. Why didn't Xiaoying come with you?" The boss poked his head out from under the counter unhurriedly when he saw someone push the store door open.It was the face of an old man in his sixties, full of wrinkles and gray hair, but filled with a friendly smile.

"Oh, Ying and his father went to France." Then he embraced me in a daze, and introduced to the old man: "This is my younger brother, Yin Zhiyou. Xiaoyou, this is Uncle Zhang." The old man's eyes suddenly lit up after hearing this , looked at me carefully and said with a smile: "This is Zhiyou, Xiaoxiu often mentions you to me. When Xiaoying came here before the holiday, he complained to me that you are too domineering towards you, even his I can't even call you 'Xiao You', and I told him 'what's up with Xiaoyou, what's up with Xiaoyou' all day long, which made his head grow big. But I can see him today, and he is really a good-looking talent."

I nodded my head in embarrassment, feeling my face was flushed red.I raised my head a little and took a sneak peek at my brother, only to find that he was looking down at me with a smile, gentle but uncertain.He squatted down, and his warm hands slid over my hair, my forehead, and finally stayed on my face.There was another weird smile, and the clear and blurred Danfeng eyes stared at mine. "Because I like Xiaoyou. Xiaoyou is mine." Then soft lips covered my cheeks, making my already flushed face even hotter.Seeing my face, my brother smiled very brightly, with a deep pampering, and. . . . . .There is also a hint of joy and satisfaction.He stood up, turned around and walked towards Uncle Zhang.

"By the way, Uncle Zhang, what about the things I asked you to bring?" My brother walked to the front of the stage and asked Uncle Zhang.

"Oh, here it is." Zhang Bo bent down again, and took out a beautiful box from the counter.The elder brother took the box and wanted to take something out of his pocket, but Uncle Zhang hurriedly stopped him: "Is it for Zhiyou? Since it was for him, it will be recorded on Uncle Zhang's head." "This... How can this be so embarrassing." The elder brother was still hesitant, seeing him like this, Zhang Bo pushed him and said: "Okay, why are you being polite to me? Take it!" The elder brother finally thanked, He showed a very gentlemanly smile.He took the box, turned to me, and put the box in my hand.

"Open it and have a look." His fair and flawless face was full of spirits.I opened the box, and the familiar aroma hit my face, which made me irresistible.

"Do you like it? I asked Uncle Zhang to bring it back from Italy." My brother squatted down, raised his head, and looked at me hopefully.I happily nodded to him vigorously, "Well, I like it!" My brother smiled again and kissed my forehead lightly.

really like.

Love what's in the box.

I like my brother more.

Only he knows I like chocolate.I remember when I was little he saved his pocket money to buy me chocolates almost every day.

I like to be with my brother, the brother who loves me the most and understands me the most.

Actually, I was worried until I met my brother.Although our relationship was very good before we separated, after all, we only communicated by phone for eight years, and no more than three times a year, each time no more than one hour, so I was still worried about how to get along with him before I came, but now it seems My worries are unnecessary. I always feel that I am the happiest person in the world when I am with my brother.

"What are you thinking about? You are smiling so happily." We walked side by side on the street, and people around me came and went, but I just carefully held the chocolate in my arms and thought about my brother happily.

"It's nothing." I tried my best to put away my smile, but I couldn't help smiling.Suddenly a heat flow into my palm.When I lost my mind, my brother had already held my hand.

"There are a lot of people and cars around here, so it's better to be careful."

He held my hand tightly, and continued to walk along the side of the road from street to street, talking to me about iconic buildings, street signs, and shops.The whole afternoon, we were walking on the crowded street, surrounded by noisy and noisy, but I could feel my brother, the slightly moistness of his palms, his rhythmic breathing, and even the rhythm coming from inside his body .

Hold Your Hand, Grow Old Together Text Chapter 6

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