Sand sculpture boyfriend's daily life

8.

Xiao Ling followed the doctor's advice and would go for a stroll in the community garden every morning or afternoon. He often saw children squatting by the lake and flower beds in plaster, and sometimes he could be seen squatting on a tree with his head raised. Know what you're looking at.

Later he heard from his mother that the child next door neighbor climbed a tree in their yard, fell and broke his leg, joined forces with his mother, tricked his father to avoid going to school with a broken bone, and then beat up his grandpa when he was discovered , beat him to the point of crying, that's a miserable situation.

Then Xiao's mother laughed again, saying that this family is really interesting, and the wife helps the child to lie to her husband.

Xiao Ling thought about it, and felt that this was indeed something this kid could do.

When he saw the child again, the child still had an innocent expression. Occasionally, the child would happily show him the pebbles he picked up when he saw him.

He has never spoken to the child, but the child likes to come to him.

Later, he discovered that children not only like to come to him, but as long as there is someone, children will come to him, and they are naturally familiar with each other.

Xiao Ling didn't admit that seeing the child talk to other people in the community, he felt a little bit lost in his heart.

9.

Xiao Ling really didn't want to go out, especially when the weather was bad.

As soon as Xiao's mother entered the study room, she saw Xiao Ling sitting on the sofa, holding a book, but she didn't look at the book, but stared at a certain corner of the room in a daze.

Xiao's mother frowned slightly, sighed, immediately put on a smiling face, and said to Xiao Ling: "Mom will accompany you out for a walk?"

Xiao Ling pointed to the gloomy sky outside the window, there was no emotion in his voice, and he didn't say good or bad, just said: "It's going to rain soon."

Mother Xiao touched Xiao Ling's head: "But the doctor said you'd better go out for a walk every day."

Xiao Ling pursed his lips, thought for a few seconds and said, "It's best, it doesn't have to be that good."

Xiao's mother choked. Ever since Xiao Ling got depression, she often lost her concentration and her way of thinking was different from before.

Xiao's mother had no choice but to say, "That's only one day, so you can read at home."

Xiao Ling nodded and left in a daze with the book in his hands.

10.

However, not long after, he suddenly heard a rustling sound. He looked sideways and saw that the child was squatting under the tree in the yard of their house and took a small shovel and didn't know what he was digging.

After a while, he saw the child pull out a few black earthworms from the mud pit.

Xiao Ling's eyebrows twitched, the child held up the earthworm and looked around, and saw him sitting in the room, the child grinned his white teeth, and ran to the French window to show him his palm.

The corner of Xiao Ling's mouth twitched, and he turned his face to pretend he didn't see it.

The child was not discouraged, and tapped the bright and clean glass with his dirty and muddy hands.

Xiao Ling's breath stopped, and he saw a dark mark left on the floor-to-ceiling window of the study.

The child noticed that his face had changed, and he saw the stain on the glass with his eyes. The child guiltyly took out a Winnie the Pooh handkerchief from his purse and wiped the stain.

After the child carefully wiped off the stains, he showed Xiao Ling the earthworm in his hand as if offering a treasure.

Xiao Ling walked over and held back for a long time. Just as he was about to ask the child to go home, he heard a young female voice growling: "Yang Jian! You are going to harm someone else's yard again!"

The child froze all over, forced a smiling face, threw the earthworm in his hand back into the mud pit, waved at Xiao Ling, and turned over from the fence of the yard.

It turned out to be Yang Jian.

Xiao Ling saw that the child's bright yellow shovel was still thrown by the mud pit. He stood by the French window and waited for a while. Seeing that the child hadn't come back to get it, he pursed his lips, turned and walked out of the study.

11.

Seeing Xiao Ling open the door and go out, Xiao's mother was half puzzled and half happy and said, "Xiao Ling, where are you going?"

Xiao Ling paused, then took out an umbrella from the umbrella bucket, and said, "Mom, I'm going out for a walk, and I'll be right back."

The smile on Xiao's mother's face became bigger and bigger: "Hey, do you want my mother to accompany you?"

Xiao Ling shook his head: "Mom, there's no need, I'll be fine by myself."

The smile on Xiao's mother's face slowly disappeared again.

Xiao Ling took the umbrella and went out. He really enjoyed being alone more. If he could, he would not go out at all. As long as there was a room for him to hide in, he would be fine for the rest of his life.

Sometimes he felt that he was like the worms that children like to dig, hiding in the dark, silently dying and rotting away.

12.

Xiao Ling filled up the mud pit silently, picked up the small shovel, and walked around the neighborhood nonchalantly with the small shovel before returning home.

Yang Jian should have been taken home by his mother.

He ignored the disappointment in his heart, raised his spirits, washed the small shovel carefully, and put it away.

What he didn't expect was that the next day, the child came again.

Yang Jian squatted under a tree to dig a hole, but he lost his shovel. Today he used a rice spoon he found at home.

When Xiao Ling saw the rice spoon, he froze in place. He squeezed the small shovel in his hand, for a moment he didn't know whether to return it to Yang Jian or what. No matter if he didn't return it or not, Yang Jian would definitely be beaten. .

Yang Jian looked back and saw him standing five meters away, blinked his round and big eyes, and grinned: "Brother, let's play together."

He stood there silent for a long while, Yang Jian tilted his head, and urged: "Brother, come quickly."

Yang Jian's eyes blinked, his clear and pure eyes reminded him of a sika deer he saw in elementary school at Beidu Zoo.

He hesitantly walked up to Yang Jian and squatted beside Yang Jian. Yang Jian said brokenly: "Brother, why don't you talk, don't you know how to talk? It's just right to make up, don't you feel suffocated when you don't talk usually?"

Xiao Ling frowned slightly, and said a few words: "I don't think so."

Yang Jian looked at him sideways and said in surprise: "Brother, you can talk, so why don't you usually talk? Hey, I really thought you couldn't talk. My mother told me not to pester you all the time. She said I was annoying and would annoy you, my teacher also said that I was annoying last time, I don't even want to go to school, they don't like me, they all annoy me."

Xiao Ling rubbed his temples, feeling the muscles in his brain twitching: "It's a bit annoying."

Yang Jian's round eyes blinked, his mouth shrunk, seeing mist rising from his eyes, Xiao Ling paused, and said, "But I don't dislike you."

Yang Jian rolled his eyes around, approached Xiao Ling, and whispered, "So, brother, do you like me?"

Xiao Ling took a step back, his face slowly began to heat up, and he said vaguely, "I don't like it either."

Yang Jian stretched his tone and let out a oh, then smiled broadly, grinning his small white teeth: "Brother, what's your name, how old are you, why don't you go to school, do you hate school as much as I do, your family Did someone beat you, my grandpa and dad both beat me, it hurts so much when they beat people, I'm really afraid they will beat me."

Xiao Ling looked at Yang Jian rubbing his legs, and said, "It's wrong to hit someone. Your family members shouldn't hit you. They can criticize you, but they shouldn't hit you."

Yang Jian stood up suddenly, took off her trousers at once, pointed to her thigh and said, "They hit my leg last time, but it hurt. Look, there are still marks. Next time they hit me, I will Just run away from home!"

Xiao Ling was startled by his action of taking off his pants and sat down on the ground, his face was only ten centimeters away from Yang Jian's Superman panties.

His eyes shifted to Yang Jian's white thigh again, there was no mark at all, but he still said: "It's wrong to run away from home, your family will worry about you."

When Yang Jian was about to continue telling his family about the "evil acts of child abuse", a familiar female voice sounded from behind: "Yang Jian! You are terrible! Now you are playing hooligans on others! Do you know that taking off your pants will cause you to be punished?" Catch it and grab the dick!"

Yang Jian jerked up his pants and winked at Xiao Ling. Xiao Ling got up from the ground and saw a young and beautiful woman standing behind Yang Jian with angry eyebrows.

Xiao Ling nodded to the woman: "Hello, Auntie."

The woman said with an embarrassed smile: "Yeah, Xiao Ling, right? Our Yang Jian is rather stupid, but he has no malicious intentions. If he does this again, you come and tell us, and we will teach him a lesson."

Yang Jian's eyes widened: "I'm not stupid!"

The woman's gaze shifted to the rice spoon in Yang Jian's hand, and the smile on her face froze. She gritted her teeth and said, "Yang! Jane! You! Here! Me! Come! Come!"

Yang Jian shrank his neck and pretended to be scared, then turned around and whispered to Xiao Ling: "Brother, it's okay, my mother won't beat me."

Seeing the cunning in Yang Jian's eyes, Xiao Ling looked behind Yang Jian and said softly, "You...be careful."

Yang Jian was ready to coax her mother with a smile, but when she turned around, her expression changed: "Dad! Why are you here!"