A little boy squatted on the corner of the street, his eyes were red from crying, and his eyes were full of panic.

"Hey, how old are you still crying?"

The little boy looked towards the person who was speaking, he was about the same age as himself, he looked awkward, and he was very shameless for his crying.

"I'm...6 years old"

"Are you an idiot? Who asked how old you are?"

"You...didn't you...ask me just now?"

The dragging boy was a little dumbfounded, and he no longer struggled with this issue.

"Why are you crying?"

"I lost my schoolbag, I will be scolded by my mother when I go back"

"Then you carry my schoolbag first."

"how about you?"

"I'm fine"

The little boy followed him. It turned out that they were going home on the same road, and they seemed to have never met before.

"Ouch"

The person in front stopped for some reason, and the little boy bumped into him straight up, rubbing his sore nose.

"Why do you keep following me?"

"I...I didn't"

"Then you haven't come home yet"

"I...my family also lives here"

The tugging boy stared at him for a long time, as if wondering if he was lying.

"I live in 1104, how about you?"

"I live in 1105"

It turned out to be a neighbor.The little boy is a little happy, why haven't I seen it before.

When he came back to his senses, the person in front had already gone far away.

Cui Shengxuan.

Each stroke was written with extreme earnestness, as if printed in a book, it was also printed in his heart.

That night, the little boy slept well, maybe he had a good dream.

Later, the little boy followed Cui Shengxuan all the time, watched him fight, and followed him to skip class.He was there for all the bad things he did, and he felt that it was good to just accompany him like this.

Still later, he found out that he had moved suddenly, leaving only a harmonica.

The little boy felt that he might have had a dream, and now he woke up from the dream.

But he didn't give up looking for him.

Many years later, seeing the same name on TV, it was not quite the same as when he was a child, so he never had hope.It turned out that it was really him, but he couldn't tell him that he was the same person when he was a child.Maybe he has already forgotten.

He silently watched everything about him, he watched him suffer from the loss of the person he liked, and watched him almost die, but he couldn't do anything.

"Why do you want to come back?"

The same question was asked by both of them.Quan Zhilong pursed his lips tightly, seeing Jin Yingguang's lonely and injured appearance, he couldn't answer.

He knows who the people in the story are, and he also knows that he loves him as much as he does.What surprised him wasn't their past, but that Choi Seung Hyun almost died because of him.

"Since you left, why come back"

"I... miss him"

Perhaps, this is the answer.

"If he hears it, he should be very happy."

Jin Yingguang hooked the corner of his mouth in self-deprecating manner.

Looking somewhere out of the window, as if in a daze.

"Want to see him?"

Quan Zhilong didn't answer, just lowered his head and kept stroking the ring of his ring finger.

"Quan Zhilong"

Subconsciously raised his head, a piece of warmth attached to his lips, like a superficial touch, and left quickly.

"You'll see him soon"

The smile that was as gentle as water as usual was actually a bit sad at this moment.

Before Quan Zhilong recovered from the shock, a figure rushed over and punched Jin Yingguang hard.

"Who told you to touch him"

The angry voice brought Quan Zhilong back to reality, and the person in front of him was Cui Shengxuan who had disappeared for five days.

"Choi Seung-hyun"

The two looked at each other, and time seemed to stand still at this moment.

No one noticed the hurt look in Jin Yingguang's eyes.

Choi Seung-hyun, long time no see.

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