Elder brother

Xiao An is a poor child, the only family member is his taciturn mother. As long as he can remember, his mother is the whole of his world. He also inherited his mother's taciturn character, and he rarely speaks a few words all day long.

He has never met his father, and his mother has never given any explanation to him. The eternal silence made him deliberately ignore the existence of his father. Subconsciously, he has already excluded "father" from his own world.

All he needs is a mother!

His mother doesn't have a regular job, she always works part-time around, and sometimes travels far away. Therefore, Xiao An has learned to take good care of himself since he was five years old. At least, he can't leave himself alone until his mother returns starve.

He knew his mother's helplessness, and felt sorry for his mother's hard work, and he endured everything silently, continuing his bitter and dry childhood.

When she was seven years old, her mother found a one-year job in Linxian County. The salary was not bad. After a few words with Xiaoan, she went out with her meager luggage.

At home, Xiao An was left alone.

Xiao An didn't go to school, and he never envied other children. Watching them play happily, go to school, and go home, his eyes were always indifferent. He didn't want to envy other people's lives. He only needed to live his own well. Life is enough.

As the sun goes down, in the evening, it is the most relaxing time for people who have been busy all day. Every family is eating dinner lively. After dinner, there will be a series of family activities, such as sports, or gathering with neighbors to chat and drink tea , very comfortable.

As for Xiao An, sitting quietly in the house, quietly eating a simple dinner, quietly tidying up the tableware after eating, and then... that was his favorite thing to do - to be in a daze.

The house he and his mother lived in was the old house of the deceased grandparents. It was not big, but it also had a small courtyard. There was a cherry blossom tree in the middle of the courtyard. It was mid-winter, and there were not even a single leaf on the tree. , the bare one looks a bit bleak, but Xiaoan loves this kind of cherry blossom tree very much.

Because he is himself and his mother at this moment, but as long as spring comes, it will sprout new shoots and be rejuvenated.

He doesn't have much pursuit of life. His only wish is to make his mother live a more comfortable life when he grows up. He doesn't need to be rich, as long as the mother and son can always rely on each other.

Xiao An looked up at the bare cherry blossom tree for a long time, until her neck ached slightly before she came back to her senses, habitually went to sit under the tree, stared blankly at the distant sky in a daze.

Time passed by little by little, and soon, it was completely dark, and it was very cold in the yard. His body was frozen stiff, but he just didn't want to get up, and even had an urge to merge with the cherry blossom tree behind him, With... a trace of despair that I didn't realize.

Someone passed by outside the courtyard wall. It sounded like a family of three. The child asked childish questions innocently, and the parents answered them patiently and happily. To Xiaoan's ears, there was nothing to be happy about. He even envied or The emotion of jealousy cannot arise.

Is he naturally indifferent?

Xiaoan couldn't explain, habitually gave up thinking, and continued to be in a daze.

As the night deepened, Xiao An finally felt that she could no longer sit in the yard any longer. She stretched her stiff hands and feet, barely stood up while supporting the trunk of the tree, and took a long time before she was able to walk slowly into the house.

Back home, it's time to sleep...

However, when he walked to the narrow corridor, he saw a man in black lying on the floor, and there was a faint smell of blood in the air.

Xiao An silently looked at the man in front of him. The man's face was covered with stains and his body was in a state of distress, but this still couldn't conceal the fact that the man was handsome.

Xiao An didn't hesitate. After watching silently, she stepped onto the corridor and went back to the house. After a while, she came out with a basin, knelt quietly beside the man, wiped off the blood on his face, and bandaged his body. Afterwards, two thick quilts were brought from the house to cover the man tightly, and then... he also got into the quilt and curled up and fell asleep.

He couldn't be blamed for this, there were only two quilts in the house, and he couldn't move the tall man, so he had to choose a compromise, and both of them slept in the corridor.

Very sleepy, but the cold wind was blowing in the corridor, even curled up in the quilt, he still felt cold, on the contrary, this unconscious man, although injured, was warmer than Xiao An, so he subconsciously stuck it on it, dazed fell asleep.

I hope that tomorrow morning I won't find that he is dead...

When he is alone at home, Xiao An basically has no sense of time, and he wakes up whenever he sleeps in the morning. To him, it doesn’t matter whether he eats breakfast or not. He lives only for his mother. If one day his mother leaves, Maybe...he no longer needs to exist.

In the early morning, when Xiao An's consciousness gradually became clear and he gradually opened his eyes, he didn't show the slightest bit of panic in front of the pair of deep black eyes. From the perspective of others, he was so calm that he didn't even look like a living person.

"You... are not dead!" This sentence came out of Xiao'an's mouth, the meaning was completely unclear, without any emotional fluctuations, it was just a simple statement.

"You saved me?" The man frowned slightly, with arrogance and guard in his eyes, but Xiao An didn't care at all, stood up, yawned a little, and then began to pack the quilt.

"No, you suddenly appeared in the corridor of my house. I couldn't hold you back, and you were not dead, so I had to take the quilt out and sleep outside." Then... there was no more, Xiao An's explanation stopped abruptly, listening The man was a little numb, and watched him struggling to carry the quilt back into the room, but no one was seen again.

"Strange boy..." After a long while, the man suddenly smiled inexplicably, stood up with difficulty leaning on the wall, the wound on his body had been roughly treated, presumably it was the boy's masterpiece, the man did not leave, but walked away curiously into the house.

"What are you doing?" After the man walked in, he saw the boy sitting at the low table in a daze, and always felt a little strange.

"..." Xiao An didn't answer, but just glanced at him quietly, and then... continued to be in a daze.

He didn't feel the need to answer a stranger's question, he felt... Now that he was awake, the man should leave.

"My name is Shingo Ito. As you know, I am injured. Can I stay at your house for two days? I will leave in two days. When my troubles are over, I will repay you." Shingo Ito Ignoring the boy's indifference, he made a decision on his own, and then sat down at the low table, but his stomach wailed at this time, reminding him that he hadn't eaten for a whole day and night.

Faced with such an embarrassing situation, Shingo Ito felt a little embarrassed no matter how cold he was, and looked up at the boy, "I'm hungry, is there anything to eat?"

"I'll cook." Xiaoan glanced at him indifferently, got up and walked to the small kitchen, and quickly prepared simple meals. Although it looked very shabby, Ito Shingo, who was extremely hungry, found it extremely delicious. I also have more curiosity about Xiaoan in my heart.

He has never talked much, and he was a curious baby for a time, but he met a boring gourd. Ito Shingo said ten words to Xiao An, but he might not answer a word, and after a long time, Ito Shingo even the boy I don't even know his name, and I can't help but feel a little depressed.

Xiao An's house was deserted, and the poverty could be seen through at a glance. In the evening, no one else appeared. Shingo Ito couldn't help being a little puzzled, such a small child... Could it be that he lives alone?He thought he had never been a kind person, but he couldn't help feeling a little bit of pity for the boy in front of him. He endured it and finally asked.

"where is your family?"

"Mom has gone out to work, and I'm at home alone." Just after dinner, the two were sitting in the corridor, and Xiao An was lazily leaning against the wall, showing no mood swings.

"What about your father?"

"I don't have a father."

When he said this, Xiaoan still didn't have the slightest mood swing, but Ito Shingo almost heard the internal injury, and always felt that the child had a very strange temperament, as cold as... There is no breath of life, yes His delusion?

For the next two days, Shingo Ito didn't ask any more questions, but quietly followed Xiaoan and observed him. He couldn't understand the meaning of such a move, let alone think about his injuries.

Fortunately, they were all traumatic injuries. After Xiaoan's rough treatment, he gradually got better without paying attention. On the third day, he was able to move around freely, and it was time to leave.

Xiaoan didn't show any reluctance or relief, and his calm eyes even shocked Shingo Ito, but he knew clearly that this was not his business, he had to go back to where he should go, Do what you should do.

"I'm leaving, and I will definitely come back in the future to repay your life-saving grace." His subordinates had already found him, and when he said goodbye to Xiao An, he couldn't help but say something more, Xiao An still listened quietly, watching , did not say goodbye to him.

At the moment Shingo Ito turned around, he quietly closed the courtyard door, returned to the corridor and sat down, continuing to be in a daze.

Mom... when will you be back?

Xiao An asked quietly in his heart. Unexpectedly, three days later, his mother was carried back. She was involved in a car accident and wanted to come back to see her son for the last time.

"Mom..." Looking at the bandaged mother, Xiao An couldn't even shed a tear. The only support in his life was about to leave him suddenly, and all he could see was a daze.

"Go...to find your father, mother...can't take care of you anymore..." After two short sentences, her mother closed her eyes forever, and Xiao An stared blankly at the note in her hand, where her father's letter was written. A name and an address, but nothing in my mind.

Does his father... really exist?

The mother's funeral was completed with the help of neighbors. Xiao An obeyed her mother's last wish and took a small bag on the bus to Tokyo, even though...he didn't want to find the father who never appeared in his life.

Along the way, the rest of the passengers were either chatting or sleeping, but he just stared out the window blankly, watching the trees on both sides of the road receding, suddenly thinking that maybe there would be a car accident in the next moment, and he would be in a violent shock. Die on impact, soul out of *...

Then, be totally free!Living, in fact, is really boring, it is better to die!

Half an hour later, a series of rear-end accidents occurred on the expressway that was about to enter the border of Tokyo, killing and injuring several people...

Xiao An stared blankly at himself lying quietly on the ground, at the people around who were crying or calling for help, and at himself floating in midair, and suddenly smiled faintly.

Look, he is quite lucky, and his wish has come true!

Two months later, Shingo Ito sent people back to the village to look for the boy who rescued him, but no one could be found anyway, and Xiao An was nowhere to be found. In the end, the people he sent could only return without success.

Where have you been, little guy?