Let's go, I'm dying to be a fan [Unlimited Stream]

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I wish all the cuties a happy new year. In the new year, every day in the new year can have small expectations and small hopes like today, and live a lovely life every day, Chong Duck!The door opened.

Tong Qing was very surprised by this success, and quickly took a step back.

It was pitch black inside the crack of the door, and nothing could be seen clearly. It seemed that someone was looking out through the crack of the door.

"Why do you always come here?"

Tong Qing let out a sigh of relief, it was the little girl's voice, but this time it was not muffled... Because there was no longer a door between the two, the voice was very clear and not so gloomy.

The little girl seemed to just want to see who he was, and when she had finished, she quickly closed the door again.

But this time, Tong Qing didn't let her get what she wanted, but stretched out her foot to block the door.The little girl was very angry and a little scared: "Let go, or I will call someone."

"I'm going to call someone too," Tong Qing asked her in a low voice, "Is this your house? You broke into someone else's house and lived in it for so long. This is not what a good boy should do."

The little girl choked, obviously being hit by Tong Qing's words, she said angrily: "What are you meddling with? There are so many unoccupied houses here, and my house is also occupied by others, you should take care of them first."

"They" refers to Lan Lan and Xiao Shan, and her house refers to the room where Zhang Ziang is sitting.At this point, Tong Qing was sure that this little girl was indeed Zhang Ziang's daughter. He heaved a sigh of relief, and at the same time retracted his foot, allowing the door to close.Because he concluded that the closed door is easier for this insecure little girl to open her heart.

Sure enough, the little girl hid behind the tightly closed door and asked Tong Qing, "Why do you always bother me?"

Tong Qing asked, "Where's your mother?"

The little girl: "What's none of your business?" After a while, she said coldly, "I'm an orphan. I don't have a father or a mother."

Tong Qing said again: "The teachers also said that they miss you very much, and hope that you will go back to class soon."

This sentence was improvised by him, because he remembered that the painter wanted to paint a family portrait.

The door panel made a "creaking" sound, which was very uncomfortable to hear. It was the little girl scratching the door panel with her fingers behind the door.Finally, she said: "You can't believe what the teachers say. They treat me well in person, and secretly say that I am ugly like other students. While saying that I am ugly, they always come to bother me, huh, Now they can't find me."

Tong Qing: "..." It turned out that the little girl didn't want to see people for this reason, and because she didn't want to be found, she left the house where she lived and locked herself here.However, to a certain extent, her appearance and this stubborn personality may further confirm that she is really Zhang Ziang's daughter.

In any case, Tong Qing could hear a little emotional relaxation from the little girl's "hum".He could tell that the little girl's "hmph" was not really proudly boasting that she had escaped the "chasing" of the teachers, but a small emotion in her heart: I just hid like this, and you also Do not continue to look for me.This is still a little girl who needs a lot of attention. She is just too wary of this kind of concern, and always wants to make sure that that kind of concern is serious.

What if Zhang Ziang moved out now?Just say your father came to see you.But Tong Qing always felt that there was still something missing. His intuition told him that it was not the time, and this little girl was not yet able to accept such care.

They didn't look for each other for a long time, on the contrary, Zhang Ziang always wanted to see this daughter, but no one said that the daughter also always wanted to find her father.What's more, just now she said that she has no parents, which shows that there is deep resistance and estrangement in her heart towards both father and mother.

It's quite difficult, he rarely participated in this kind of "emotional" program before, but the director once asked him to try to empathize with the interviewee.Tong Qing was so impressed by this because the director told him that although there is no real empathy between people, as a person—as long as it is not an abnormal person—the basic emotions of human beings are the same. The same situation and emotion can find a bridge from one heart to another.

Tong Qing recalled whether she had ever resisted other people's concern for her.

some.When he was working on his first research project, his mother’s concern for him made him a little breathless, because he was under a lot of pressure, and he didn’t believe that he could do well, so he gave 100% of that concern resistance.And what was more painful was that he knew that he should not treat his mother like this, should not be angry, should not speak loudly.

Every time his mother interrupted his train of thought with water and concerned questions, and every time his words of encouragement increased his pressure, he couldn't help rebutting, and apologized after refuting.

This sense of guilt further increased his resistance.During that time, he was very depressed.

Until his mother fell ill later, his dislike of himself rose to the limit.

Just remembering, Tong Qing was a little out of breath. In fact, he had deliberately avoided many emotions, just not wanting to fall into them again, but now they came back.He had to face them.

To some extent, she is not worthy of being loved... Does she think so too?

You have to be able to convince yourself before you can convince others and the audience.The director also said so.

Thinking of these things about love between children, Tong Qing felt a little dizzy. He was not good at handling emotions, so he would still be stuck in memories, and would be dazed for a while.

Seeing that he hadn't spoken for so long, the little girl knocked on the door from the inside: "Hey, are you still at the door? What are you going to do?"

Tong Qing struggled out of the memories in an instant, and said with a smile: "I haven't left yet, I'm going to chat with you for a while."

The little girl was angry: "Shameless! You want to trick me into opening the door! Who wants you to chat with me!"

Tong Qing: "Then you can chat with me for a while."

The little girl was even more angrily: "Why should I chat with you?"

Tong Qing: "Because I'm a foreigner, no one chats with me, I'm lonely, and I need you to chat with me."

The little girl was shocked by his shamelessness, and she didn't speak for a while.

Tong Qing: "Well, it's not that no one chats with me. There is a blind uncle in the village who can't see and has no friends like me, so he chatted with me for a long time. But he always lies, and I listen a little not going down."

The little girl's curiosity was aroused, and she asked, "Why is he so flustered?"

"He said that he once married a beautiful wife and a lovely daughter," Tong Qing said slowly, "but there are neither women nor children in his house, nor traces of their lives, let alone this A man is still blind, how can he find a 'beautiful' wife, and he can't see, how can he know whether she is beautiful or not, cute or not?"

After hearing this, the little girl said quite impartially, "I think what you said makes sense, but it's also possible that he wasn't blind before?"

Tong Qing: "He was born blind."

The little girl said "ah": "Then he is quite pitiful."

"It's not very pitiful," Tong Qing said lightly: "He made the whole story vividly. He said that he made a dress for her daughter during the Chinese New Year last year, but his daughter was naughty and broke the dress. I heard that he even cried , he made a new one at night, and it was delivered the next day. This is also quite strange, since we are a family, we can do it slowly, why bother to do it?"

The little girl suddenly stopped talking.

Tong Qing stared at the door quietly, and countless scenes flashed in his heart. In fact, he knew that his mother pushed the door in many times, and when she saw him working, she closed the door and went out.She thought she was doing it carefully, but in fact the movement was obvious in such a quiet night.

It's actually quite obvious.Someone did something for themselves.

"Then he must be lying to you," the little girl said after a while, "How can a blind man make clothes?"

Something sank in Tong Qing's heart, and it took him a long time to say: "Yes, especially in the middle of the night. He still firmly believes that he has a lovely daughter. He is still sitting in the room, waiting with her daughter."

"Can't he see it at all?" The little girl said hesitantly inside the door: "Then maybe, he—he is so pitiful after all, right, maybe I can pretend to be his daughter."

"That's right," Tong Qing took a deep breath, "The reason why he is waiting there today is because a miracle happened in this village."

"Miracle?"

"Yes, it's a miracle," Tong Qing said with a sigh of relief: "In the village, all the disabled people have recovered, and he also has a pair of bright eyes, but he will soon lose those eyes. Before that, he wanted to see his daughter."

The little girl was silent again for a long time, this time she seemed not to speak any more.

She seemed to have lost all her strength, and knocked on the door weakly: "Forget it, even if I want to pretend, I can't pretend. I will be seen through by him."

Seeing that the success was on the brink of failure, Tong Qing couldn't help but feel a little anxious, and advised her: "Since you have such kindness, why don't you try? He has never met his daughter before."

The little girl said frustratedly: "No, I'm too ugly, and I'm not the 'cute' daughter you said anyway. Everyone will hate me when they see me, even my mother doesn't want me anymore. When she was a child She refused to hug me, and later, she always said that the longer I grew, the uglier I became, and the longer I grew, the more I resembled..." Her voice stopped abruptly.

Tong Qing said anxiously: "Cute, cuteness is not all because of appearance, what should I do, so that you can—"

Before Tong Qing could finish speaking, the little girl continued to say "No" several times.

At this moment, Tong Qing knew that he had failed, and he could hear the tone of others giving up.

More than half an hour had passed, and for Zhang Ziang, there was no time left.

Just when Tong Qing decided to give up this story, the door in front of him opened again.

The little girl inside the door was indeed not beautiful, her face was pale, as if she lacked sunlight and nutrition all year round, her face was like a big cake, her eyes were small and her lips were thick.

With tears on her face, she looked at Tong Qing: "If there is someone who can hug me, I will believe what you say."