Mo Xixue leaned against the door of the ward and sat on the ground regardless of her image. Her legs curled up slightly, her arms encircled her legs, and then she put her chin on her knee. She changed a comfortable posture. She looked at Zhang Xingyun not far away. Sometimes she had a sweet smile on her pretty face, and then she was embarrassed
"Stinky wood You have changed a lot since you were a child... " Mo Xixue's mouth hook up a charming smile, double dimple light red, a pair of bright big eyes at this time slightly narrowed up, seems to be recalling something.
Time seems to return to a certain time node in memory.
It was a cold winter, no snow, but the wind was very strong. Mo Xixue took her mother's hand and went home, but her little head was still recalling the scene that she saw on the street just now.
"Mom, why is that little boy crying? Is the man lying on the ground his father This year, Mo Xixue was seven years old, or a cute little girl.
Mo Xi Snow's mother smell speech gently stroking her daughter's small head, warm voice way: "he is sad, so just cry."
"Then why is he sad?" Children of this age are always full of questions.
"Because his father is asleep."
"Asleep?"
"Yes, we all fall asleep." Mo Xixue's mother squatted down and gently held Mo Xixue into her arms and murmured: "Xueer, you should promise your mother that when one day you find that her mother can't open her eyes any more, you must not be sad or cry, because her mother is just asleep..."
Mo Xi snow seems to understand the nod.
At night, only Mo Xixue sat alone in the living room of the rental room, watching TV, this time there is her favorite cartoon.
Mom and dad both have jobs and are busy with the new house, so usually Mo Xixue is alone at home. The door is locked from the outside, and you don't have to worry about security.
When Mo Xixue is looking at her infatuation, there is a slight stomping and gasping sound coming from the window, just like the action that people do when they are cold.
Mo Xixue turned her head and saw a small figure with dirty face standing at the window. Her big eyes were staring at her TV set at home. Her small ears were red with cold, and her small hands were put on her mouth to relieve the cold.
It was a little boy, which Mo Xi Xue had seen before. It was the little boy he saw in the street during the day.
The little boy didn't seem to notice that he had been discovered, and he was still interested in seeing through the bars of the iron window. And Mo Xixue did not make a sound.
In this way, almost every night at a certain point in time, Mo Xixue's window will stand a little boy.
Finally, one day later, Mo Xixue began to try to contact the little boy.
As soon as the cartoon time came, the little boy arrived as scheduled.
"Hello, what's your name?" Mo Xi snow has been waiting for the little boy in the window, the other side came, she would crisp raw asked.
"Hee hee, my name is Cher, that's what my mom and dad call me, and you can call me that way Mo Xi's small face, carved with snow powder and jade, shows her closeness. Living in such an environment, she usually has few friends, so when she meets people of the same age, she has a natural sense of intimacy.
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