On the Formation of a Pseudo Stand-In

Sometimes, bad things go through too much, and those not so bad things become rare good things.

From the earliest memories of Xiao Yeluo, for a long time, he felt that his daily life was no different from others. When he was bad, he bit his lips and refused to cry. Ants.

However, no matter how frightened he was, he would stumble and run home at dusk, not because of the sense of belonging. Little Yeluo didn't even have the concept of "home", and no one had ever told him that it was a word that should be gentle.

He just doesn't have a second place to go.

He ran all the way, and he didn't have time to pay attention to the warm light from the side of the road. His mind was empty and he didn't think about anything until he walked into the alley and was about to face the house, and Xiao Yeluo came back to his senses.

Fear, anxiety, these words, before he knew what to call them, he had already understood them thoroughly.

Holding her breath, Xiao Yeluo clenched her fists tightly, her heart beating so fast that her eyesight would blur, she fell to the ground, and then she gradually saw the window.

If the lights were off, Xiao Yeluo would drop the heart rushing to the throat back into her stomach, relax her straight back, and be ecstatic as if this lifeless alley has become a safe and peaceful family. lights.

But if there is a glimmer of light leaking out from the window...

Little Yeluo couldn't think about anything anymore, and after experiencing the initial violent trembling, she completely became a log.

In fact, that person’s whereabouts are uncertain, and he doesn’t often stay at home. Whenever I have a fever and shiver in bed, or when I’m so hungry that I almost knock my head on the ground, I will find that the probability of meeting that person is almost equal to that of the average person. lottery.

What's even more amazing is that every time they want to avoid meeting each other, the probability of the two meeting each other is about the same as the scratch on the ticket. Thank you for your patronage... such as now.

Xiao Yeluo trembled visibly, dazzled passers-by, even though he was not in the way, the other party deliberately came over, pulled him aside impatiently, and then walked away.

Even if he was pushed against the wall by a force, the child's skin was already delicate, and when he was rubbed against the rough wall that had been around for a long time, it hurt like fire.

But Xiao Yeluo didn't make a sound, and he was relieved when the man walked to the house where he was cursing and opened the door, and then slammed it on it.

Biting her lower lip, Ye Luo turned her gaze back to the window, and rubbed the already thin soles on the ground desperately until her feet hurt, then finally closed her eyes and walked into the house.

Suffocating all her anger, her little face flushed red, Xiao Yeluo shook her fingers and pushed the door open very small, but it was a pity that the wooden door was in disrepair. With a light push, he screamed and screamed, breaking the dead silence for three seconds.

Xiao Yeluo, who was blushing just now, turned pale in an instant.

His scalp went numb, and fear was like a strange thing that was slowed down. It had just been cut off from the senses, but now it came back twice as much.

Putting his hand on the door panel, before going in, Xiao Yeluo imagined countless scenes that he would see.

Thankfully life has its ups and downs.

When he subconsciously tensed up with one hand, pressed it on top of his head, and pushed open the door with the other, a stench of years of decay came to his face, like the unique smell of inferior expired food, and a stuffy heat that had not been ventilated for a long time.

Xiao Ye Luo, who was already used to all this, didn't notice it, he just twitched his eyes, and within a moment, he fixed his gaze on the dilapidated sofa.

A bony, middle-aged man fell asleep on the sofa, with one hand resting on the greasy table, and the stench came from the half-eaten plastic box above, and a pile of oil was rubbed on the table On the ground, dripping disgustingly onto the concrete floor that no one has paid attention to for a long time.

Seeing this, instead of showing disgust in Xiaoyeluo's eyes, she became ecstatic.

Tiptoeing, he walked forward cautiously, took a handkerchief and wiped off the oil on the table, he didn't move the half box of meals that were mixed together and couldn't be seen clearly, who knew that this person woke up early in the morning and found The leftovers are gone, will he be furious and catch the murderer in an instant?

After doing all this, he stood opposite silently, staring at the man's ferocious appearance in his sleep, and Xiao Yeluo grinned at him, silently making what he thought was a ferocious expression.

After a long while, feeling bored, or perhaps afraid that the man would open his eyes suddenly, Xiao Yeluo regained that look, silently glanced at the frowning brows, and then moved his eyes away in disgust.

— run away.

This idea is like a bad boy who breaks into chaos, smashing all the strict and rigid rules. After the stiff-necked Xiao Yeluo thought of this sentence, he couldn't let it go.

The physical reaction is always one step faster. Before he made a decision, he tiptoedly opened the door again, and the door that was suddenly settled down was quietly and softly closed.

At first, Xiao Yeluo opened his mouth and did not dare to breathe hard, then he ran panting heavily, very fast, very fast, as if trying to shake off something he did not want to bear.

It was the middle of the night, and most people were asleep, except for the screaming female voice and the desperately crying baby.

Hearing this, Ye Luo would always frown and grit his teeth, but now the joy is obviously better, his running steps are so light that he is about to fly, and he is no longer disturbed by these daily hustle and bustle.

The small figure was pulled very long by the flickering street lamps, and he never thought that he would really leave here and fly away. The little head has not yet installed such a thing, and the little elephant that has been tied up by the rope for many years will never break free easily. .

But now, tonight, he just wanted to find a place to rest.

Xiao Yeluo ran wildly all the way, staggered several times during the process, and fell hard the last time, rubbing his knee red, but he didn't even bother to pat the ashes, and started to limp and run again.

After he plunged into the small park that he passed by during the day without any destination, he slowed down, buried his head in his knees, and let out a long sigh of relief.

The back that was always tense was finally relaxed at this moment.

The empty small park showed endless inclusiveness in this silent night, and opened its arms to Xiao Yeluo who bowed his head and walked quickly in the daytime.

A gust of wind blew, and the night was chilly, but Xiao Yeluo didn't mind, even if it was pitch black and silent at the moment, it still couldn't arouse any fear in him.

In contrast... what is there to be afraid of?

Xiao Yeluo squinted his eyes, and lightly stepped on the pebbles that blocked the road. His steps gradually accelerated as they increased. He went straight through the encirclement surrounded by trees, and walked all the way to the corner of the park.

It was a small world where children gathered during the day, Xiao Yeluo passed by several times, would hold the corner of his crumpled clothes, and look far away at the noisy children and accompanying adults inside.

It's just that if you can't watch it for 3 minutes, you will turn around blankly and walk away.

But now, this place is empty, no one will drive him away with surprised eyes, and there is no warm atmosphere that makes him feel choked.

There is only emptiness, silence, ecstasy, and a faint eagerness to try.

After running in two or three steps, the pain in his knee seemed to have disappeared. When he slowed down and stood in the middle of the area, he even suspected that he had become a little prince holding a sharp sword.

Fearless, just a few "swipes" can chop those despicable and fearful things to pieces, and the shadows can't be found.

Pulling at the fabric on his chest, he rubbed his hands on the hem of the clothes several times before carefully stepping forward and grabbing the rope.

The rough rope easily hurt her hands because she held it too tightly, but Xiao Yeluo didn't notice it, and instead held it even harder.

After pulling it lightly, he felt that the rope was pulling the wooden board below and moving together.

The child's eyes were like lit candles, flickering and lighting up.

It was the first reason he stopped for a few minutes each time, and something he never got a chance to play with.

He didn't know why he was so obsessed with this form of entertainment.

When I used to stay peacefully in the alley, I thought everything was okay, not too bad, but ever since I learned to walk out of the alley, I can always see the adults holding the children's hands, while the children are holding a bunch of toys, secretly smiling happily .

Whenever at this time, he would stop at the side, not daring to make his eyes too obvious, so he had to pretend to look across the street, and then dragged his gaze back after two seconds, and continued to look until the other person left.

But the first time he saw this thing, he stared at it for 5 minutes, until the children on it seemed to be tired and clamored to come down, and Xiao Yeluo, who had been shrinking in the corner without saying a word, left sadly. go.

But at this moment, he gripped the swing's rope tightly and pulled it lightly, only to see the swing happily swing a few times with a gust of evening wind that just happened to blow.

Xiao Yeluo watched, and Realization followed suit. Unfortunately, it didn't take long for it to subside completely.

He hastily stretched out his hand again, tugged vigorously, and then took a step back expectantly, and saw that the swing was full of energy, trembling higher and higher like a show off, enjoying himself in this silent night.

Xiao Yeluo raised the corners of her lips, letting her soft eyes let them sway, sway, in this night of desperately wanting to escape.

But until the violent arc finally subsided, he didn't even have the slightest idea of ​​letting himself sit on it.

Because there is no such a person who can push him behind his back, and no one will look up gently when he is thrown high into the sky and looking down helplessly.

Ye Luo vaguely realized that many people would have it.

But he... probably never will.

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With his head buried deeply, Ye Luo didn't respond to the other party's pet-inviting words, but just shook his fingers and fiddled with the small swing on his palm.

I saw it shaking tremblingly for a few times, but in the end it was forced to be helpless, and it really couldn't raise it high.

Ye Luo watched silently, seeing that it quickly calmed down, and the person opposite seemed to realize that his emotions were wrong, and fell silent after a while.

Ye Luo tried to pull the corner of his mouth forcefully but to no avail, so Ye Luo had no choice but to open his mouth, but he didn't know what to say.

Had to close it again.

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Thank you, little angels =3=Jiu Mi~