Jiang Mingxi hugged Song Lan, looked up at him, and said loudly, "I've seen him!"
Feng Moshan was startled by the elementary school student who suddenly rushed over, "Oh my god, who is this!"
Song Lan lowered his eyes to look at the child standing in front of him. His dark eyes met his, and gradually overlapped with the tear-covered little face in his mind.
Feng Moshan saw Song Lan letting someone hold him without saying a word, and looked at the child suspiciously.
You know, this King of Bi would not let anyone touch him easily in school. It was only because he and Song Lan lived in the same community and had been together for so many years that Song Lan accepted him putting his arm around her shoulder.
Now this strange child was hugging him, and he didn't even push him away?
Is Wang Qingleng’s character being forced to fall?
Feng Moshan was very interested. "Who are you, kid?"
Jiang Mingxi held Song Lan tightly and looked at the strange older brother next to him, "Big boy, leave me alone."
Feng Moshan: ...
Hey!
Feng Moshan reached out to grab the back of the pupil's collar and teach him a lesson on how to behave.
But when he reached out his hand, Song Lan raised his hand to block it, "You go back first."
Feng Moshan looked at the child with a look of surprise and doubt. He looked at the King of Force and said, "You know him? Do you really know him? How did you know him? Where did you know him? Whose child is he?"
Song Lan said nothing, just remained silent.
Silence, silence. Either explode in the silence or make Feng Moshan leave in the silence.
really--
They stared at each other in silence for thirty seconds before Feng Moshan walked away with his schoolbag slung over one shoulder and his hands in his pockets. Before he left, he said, "Blah blah blah, you can play in the basketball game tomorrow. I'll come to your house tonight to help you with your homework."
As soon as Feng Moshan left, Song Lan lowered his eyes to look at the child in front of him. After not seeing him for several years, the first thing he said was, "Is your mother good to you?"
Jiang Mingxi originally just felt that this older brother looked familiar, but actually didn't know who he was.
But when Song Lan asked this, he couldn't hold back his grievances anymore, and he pouted and cried, "I don't have a mother!"
Song Lan frowned, "Didn't the dean take you to find your mother? Didn't you find her?"
Jiang Mingxi didn't know why her elder brother said such a thing. She cried and shook her head, "I don't have a mother, no one adopted me, my brother Awang was adopted, I don't have a mother, and I don't have a brother Awang, by the river..."
Jiang Mingxi suddenly reacted.
He knew why he felt that this older brother looked familiar, and he ran towards him in a fit of rage.
"Are you the big brother by the river?" Jiang Mingxi asked Song Lan while wiping her tears.
Song Lan raised his hand and rubbed his head.
When the cub was little, he could still bend down and pick him up. Now that he is in elementary school, he can no longer hold him. He can only pinch his face. "You don't even remember me?"
Jiang Mingxi cried even harder, "I will remember you even if you turn into ashes!"
Song Lan: ...
Not necessarily.
There were people coming and going at the school gate, and Jiang Mingxi was crying here. Even though Song Lan usually didn't talk to people, he felt a little embarrassed at this moment.
I took his hand and walked into the alley next to the school gate.
There are not many people in this alley.
Song Lan took out a tissue from her schoolbag and gave it to Jiang Mingxi, "Wipe your nose."
Jiang Mingxi took the tissue, wiped her face randomly, and continued to cry, "I want my mother so much, why do others have mothers but I don't? Why!"
He stomped his feet at Song Lan.
People are really amazing. He has been in the orphanage for so many years, and since Awang left, he has never lost his temper with anyone, and has never even cried like this.
Always well-behaved.
But now, after so many years, when he saw his older brother, with whom he had only spent a short time together by the river, he couldn't hold back and started crying and making a fuss.
Song Lan squatted down and coaxed him, "It's not like everyone else has it, but I don't."
Jiang Mingxi stamped her feet and pushed Song Lan away. "Isn't it something to be proud of? Having a mother is something to be proud of."
Song Lan was squatting at first, and Jiang Mingxi pushed him hard, causing him to lose his squatting position and fall backwards to the ground.
I was in a bad mood and didn't want to get up, so I just sat there leaning against the wall, pulled the crying child's hand, and pulled the child closer to me, "I miss my mother too."
Jiang Mingxi sat down on his older brother's lap. "That can't be more than what I want. I want it the most! Do you still remember your mother? I don't remember my mother now, wuwuwuwu!"
It feels so uncomfortable.
Why can't I remember my own mother?
Damn me!
Song Lan held the child in his arms, his head against the wall behind him, looking at the gray sky above him. "I remember, but I don't really want to remember."
All he remembered was his mother scolding him, beating him, humiliating him, forcing him to kneel in the snow, locking him in the house for days at a time, and forcing him to watch horror movies...
He didn't want to remember at all.
If he doesn't remember, then think of his mother, because she must have loved him very much.
The older one cried, and the younger one cried too.
One cried because he couldn't remember his mother.
Why do I remember crying myself?
Tired of crying, Jiang Mingxi leaned on Song Lan and asked, "Tell me, what is my mother doing now?"
Song Lan closed his eyes tiredly and leaned against the wall, "He must be trying very hard to find you."
"But why can't you find me? Am I hard to find?" Jiang Mingxi asked.
Song Lan twitched the corners of her mouth, wanting to smile to appease the child, but she was too upset to smile. "There are so many people in the country, so many places. Mommy has to search bit by bit, and she will definitely find you."
Jiang Mingxi stopped talking and just rested his head on Song Lan's chest.
After a long while, he said in a muffled voice, "Do you want to find your mother?"
Song Lan's face was expressionless. Calm and indifferent, "My mother is easy to find. She'll be found after I die."
Jiang Mingxi had grown up now and knew what death meant. He immediately straightened his head and looked at Song Lan in fear and anxiety.
Song Lan touched his face, which was marked by the school uniform, and said, "I want to ask her, am I not good enough?"
Jiang Mingxi threw himself into Song Lan's arms and hugged him, "Hello!"
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