grow up with him

Yang Jiajia transferred to another school, and received blessings from the children of Classes [-] and [-] before transferring.

They said: "Yang Jiajia, you have to be happy!"

Yang Jiajia's eyes were red, and she nodded fiercely.

The children in Classes [-] and [-] laughed. They happily huddled beside Yang Jiajia, sharing the small cakes they bought together.

The pink, sweet little swan cake has become the last memory of the third grade, a sweet memory.

Time is like a rocking chair in the afternoon, shake and shake, shake and shake, just stroll past.

It seems that the early summer of the sixth grade is ushered in with just a blink of an eye.

As a key group of primary school students who are about to take the junior high school entrance examination, the sixth grade students, under the strict supervision of the teacher, began to set off a wave of youthful restlessness.

—someone wrote a love letter!

In the beginning, the students in class □ found out after school that one afternoon, when school was over, a boy from another class was always wandering outside their classroom.

Until the sunset like the burning clouds gradually came to an end, the students on duty were about to go home, and the boy was still waiting at the playground, taking a look at the first class from time to time.

The next day, early in the morning, students in class □ found a letter in the desk of their prettiest girl.

This letter, like a spark that jumped out of the stove prematurely, ignited the entire sixth grade.

Wow!Love letter!

Obviously it was time to review nervously, but the boys and girls gathered together and discussed the letter quietly, curiously, and shyly.

The teachers all knew that the head teachers of all classes became highly nervous, appeasing and suppressing untimely youthful agitation in class meetings.

Teacher Li, the head teacher of Class [-] and [-], spent a whole session in the class meeting, carefully analyzing the topic of "where should the sixth grade students focus their attention when preparing for the exam".

In the last row of the classroom, Mo Dong was lying on the table, listening and looking out the window boredly.

He is now taller, more than 1.5 meters.

Mo Dong has grown tall since he was in the fifth grade, and now he is the tallest student in the class, and has been transferred to the last row.

Because Mo Dong is tall, he looks long with long arms and legs, with a slender skin, fair skin, and a child's fine hair on his face, his eyes are still round and big, black and bright, and he looks full It's a childish child who hasn't grown up.

Looking out of the window for a while, Mo Dong felt bored. He quietly put his hand under the table, went to grab Xia Le's hand next to him, and then played with Xia Le's hand here and there.

Xia Le, who was sitting next to him, had also grown taller, and was the third tallest child in the class, only a little shorter than Mo Dong.

Xia Le, who has grown taller, is more and more in line with the little girls' expectations for a "prince", and is quietly liked by many little girls.

As she grew up, Xia Le, who was already too pale and lacking in color, became paler and lighter.His hair and pupils are brownish in the sun, and his complexion is pale. His appearance is beautiful and delicate, like a little prince who fell out of nowhere.

Being held by Mo Dong to play with one hand, Xia Le sat upright and listened carefully to Teacher Li's earnest words. She didn't seem to notice what Mo Dong was doing, but the corners of her lips curled up very slightly.

Teacher Li, who was spitting all over the podium, finally stopped to drink.He had to look at Xia Le at the end.No way, who made Xia Le look good and study well.Many little girls in the class like him more or less.

It can be said that as long as Xia Le wants to fall in love early, he is guaranteed to catch a lot of girls who are willing to fall in love with him.

It can be said that Xia Le is an important factor in whether Class [-] or [-] falls in love early.

Teacher Li saw Mo Dong's little trick of holding Xia Le's hand, but he didn't blame him, and he even breathed a sigh of relief.Fortunately, Mo Dong often played with Xia Le, so the little girls didn't have a chance.

Maintained the status quo of no puppy love in class six or six.

But don't take it lightly.So, when the bell rang for the end of get out of class, Teacher Li said, "Xia Le, come to the office after school."

So, after school, Xia Le went to the office to continue to listen to Teacher Li's earnest words, with only one purpose - to put an end to puppy love.

And Mo Dong was carrying his schoolbag and Xia Le's schoolbag in his hand, waiting for him outside the office.

They are already in the sixth grade, and they have already gone home by themselves.

Since they were able to go home by themselves, the two guys who were not on the way at all got together after school.You send me off on one, three, five, and I will see you off on two or four. It's really boring.

Mo Dong leaned against the wall, crushing his schoolbag so ugly that he waited for Xia Le, while boringly arranging a big show for Huoshaoyun in the sky.

For example, a Huoshaoyun started a life-and-death battle with another Huoshaoyun.

Teacher Li Balabala talked a lot, and finally let Xia Le back before the sunset dimmed.

"Let's go." Xia Le took the schoolbag from Mo Dong's hand, put it on his back, and went home with Mo Dong.

Today is Monday, and it's Xia Le's turn to send Mo Dong home.

Along the way, Mo Dong and Xia Le shared the life-and-death drama of Huoshaoyun that they had just choreographed.Xia Le listened carefully, and gave some suggestions from time to time, for example, how to make the name of the trick better.

Soon, the two of them will be near Mo Dong's house.

In recent years, Liuzhou has developed rapidly.Fudao Street, where Mo Dong's family is located, is also bustling with many shops.Even the first floor of Dong Mo's house was opened by Li Finnish as a candy shop.There is no way, in the past two years, the shops on Fudao Street opened one by one, and Li Finn couldn't help it.After two years of stumbles, the sweets and snacks are now spread out in a decent way.

It was clear that he was about to arrive at Mo Dong's house, but Xia Le stopped in his tracks and even gave Mo Dong a hand.

Mo Dong turned to look at him strangely, and asked, "What's the matter? Lele."

Xia Le looked at Xia Guangtian who was buying clothes in a clothing store not far away, but did not speak.

Mo Dong looked along.

Xia Guangtian was talking with a smile. He was in his thirties and started to put on weight. Even though his face was still handsome, his belly had a beer belly.Standing beside him was a young and charming girl in her early twenties, who was holding his arm intimately and talking to him.

"Huh?" Mo Dong encountered such a situation for the first time, but he immediately reacted, leaned close to Xia Le's ear, and whispered, "Lele, your father seems to be cheating."

Xia Le nodded, expressionless.

"Do you want to tell your mother?" Mo Dong asked, a little worried after asking.After all, Xia Le's mother will definitely be very sad.

Xia Le shook his head.It's nothing new, there's no need to tell He Youran.Pulling Mo Dong to stop, he just didn't want to bump into him head-on, lest he be embarrassed and troublesome.

"Okay." Mo Dong thought that maybe Lele was afraid of her mother's sadness, so he said instead, "Then let's go out! Tell your father that this is wrong."

Mo Dong always hoped that Xia Le's home would be better.

And Xia Le's father did make a mistake.

If you make a mistake, you must correct it.

Xia Le pulled Mo Dong and did not let him move.

"Lele?" Mo Dong looked at him suspiciously.why not go out

Xia Le lowered his eyes, staring at the ground, wondering what he was thinking.Finally, he raised his head, looked at Mo Dong, and smiled: "Mo Dong, do you want to stay at my house tonight?"

His smile is so indifferent and trusting.

Maybe he was afraid, afraid that Mo Dong would find out that their home was totally different, and fear that Mo Dong would leave because of this difference.

But, now, no more.

He believed in Mo Dong.

So, want to see it?Look at my home, a home so different from yours, like a cursed home?

will you hug me

Xia Le looked at Mo Dong with a smile, under the beautiful eyes, there was a fanatical hope and urgency.

The author has something to say: On the verge of lethargy, the writing is over.

Who am I, where am I, and what do I do?