The school’s little wild cat is cute and sweet

It was a cold winter night, a little boy was walking on the road in the village with a little girl on his back. The boy was only wearing a thin white shirt, which was stained in several places, but was still tucked into his pants meticulously. His noble temperament was incompatible with the stained clothes.

Mu Qianxi took a closer look and found that the boy's beautiful eyebrows and eyes were very similar to Leng Che.

"Brother, I'm so hungry." The girl lay on his back tiredly. She was wearing warm clothes, but they didn't seem to fit her well.

"We're almost there. I'll go back and cook something for you." The boy looked calm.

"I don't want to eat cabbage and rice anymore. We have been eating them for many days in a row." The girl felt aggrieved.

The aroma wafting from the roadside dumpling and wonton night snack stall constantly stimulated the girl's taste buds.

The girl suddenly woke up, straightened up and stared at the stall in front of her, unable to move her eyes away. She swallowed her saliva several times out of greed.

The boy sensed her change and asked, "Want to eat?"

The girl took a look at the prices. A bowl of wontons cost 5 yuan. They picked up empty bottles for a whole day and could only barely sell them for 7 yuan.

The girl's expression suddenly became depressed, and her voice was so soft that it was almost inaudible: "No, it's too expensive."

The boy was silent for a moment, but the next second he walked directly to the stall and ordered a bowl of wontons, and whispered to her: "It's okay, you can eat it."

The girl's eyes suddenly lit up, and she hugged his neck tightly, rubbing her furry head against his face coquettishly, just like a kitten showing its affection to people.

"Brother is so kind!"

The boy turned his face away awkwardly, but he couldn't escape. He was a little annoyed: "Go back and wash your hair after eating, it stinks!"

The girl giggled on his back, still holding him tightly.

A bowl of steaming wontons was served on the table, and the boy pushed it in front of the little girl, asking her to eat quickly. The girl was so hungry that she couldn't wait to pick up the spoon and wolfed down several wontons. Then she remembered him and pushed the wontons in front of him again.

"Brother eats too!"

The boy said indifferently: "I'm not hungry."

"No, brother eats one and I eat three...this is how I want to eat it!" The girl muttered dissatisfiedly, with a stubborn look in her eyes.

"..."

Unable to persuade her, the boy had to pick up the spoon, remove the chopped green onions on the soup, and eat one as she wished.

She was finally happy.

Soon, the bowl of wontons was finished.

After dinner, the girl felt warm all over and contentedly took the boy's hand and went home together.

"Brother, do I have to cook for the weird uncle when I go back?"

"Ah."

"Brother really has no name?"

The boy paused, his eyes seemed to flash with depression and then instantly drowned by indifference, and replied to her: "No."

"Why? My mother said that every child has his or her own name when he or she is born."

"Names mean nothing to those who are cast aside."

The girl was particularly sensitive and held his hand tightly: "I won't abandon my brother."

"It doesn't matter. I survived on my own."

Mu Qianxi found herself trapped in her own or someone else's memory, or simply in a woven illusion. She tried to communicate with the people in each scene, but no one could see her. Everything developed according to the established trajectory and would not change because of her. As time passed, the scene finally froze in the dormitory building of Yuncheng No. 3 Middle School. However, except for her, there was no one else.

She wanted to leave, but found that the dormitory door was locked. She had no choice but to go back to the dormitory building and find another way to escape.

After walking around for a while, Mu Qianxi was attracted to a dormitory on the fifth floor by the sound of water. It turned out that the faucet of the balcony sink was forgotten to be turned off, and the water was full and flowing all over the floor. She turned it off and accidentally looked out of the balcony. She saw a tall and familiar figure on the road leading to the dormitory building!

Cold as hell?

Mu Qianxi's eyes suddenly lit up, and she waved at him excitedly, calling his name loudly!

After she finished shouting, she remembered that if it was just a revolving lantern-like scene, no one would be able to see or hear her.

Just as she put down her arms in disappointment, she was surprised to find that the boy actually raised his head and looked at her. The moment their eyes met, he ran towards her regardless of everything.

He saw her!

He could actually see her!