King like prison

It was the time when the peach blossoms and willows were green, and the gentle breeze was mixed with the fragrance of flowers, blowing past the two figures under the tree.

The little boy under the tree was crying, tears and snot, clutching the sleeves of the bun-faced boy, refusing to let go.

There was another urging voice from a distance, and the bun-faced boy comforted the little boy lovingly, but nothing worked.When he was distressed, he suddenly smiled.

"Junior Brother Ming, as long as you are obedient, I will definitely come back. Let's make a promise, shall we~"

"Ugh...don't...go..."

The bun-faced boy gently pulled the small fist of the little boy who had crumpled the hem of his clothes, and then guided them to pull their little fingers together.

"My mother said, as long as you pull the hook, you will definitely keep your promise!"

"……Really?"

"Um!!"

The bun-faced boy responded firmly, seeing that the little boy finally showed signs of letting go, and there was a smile on the corners of his eyes and brows.The bright smile merged into the blooming peach blossoms behind him, presenting a wonderful sense of imagery, which made the little child stop crying, and followed the movement of the bun-faced boy in a daze to press a handprint with his thumb.

Since then, the little boy Tong has been waiting for the return of the bun-faced boy under the peach blossom tree day after day.

A day, a month, a season, a year...

The peach blossom tree blooms and bears fruit again, and the cycle goes on and on.The little child under the tree grew into a teenager, and from a teenager into a young man.

But the bun-faced boy who vowed to make a promise under the tree never appeared again.