Love Diary of a Spiritual Boy

cloudy on October 6

In addition to the toilets in No. [-] Middle School being our paradise, the empty classrooms of No. [-] No. [-] Middle School are also favored by students of all grades.

I took my younger brother for a walk, but found that all the spots I used to go to had been taken up. Now that Boss Xu is not by my side, I could only watch helplessly from the window and then run away in despair.The fried noodles in my brother's hand quickly became warm. He stopped me who wanted to waste time, and asked softly, can't we go to the playground to eat?

As the saying goes, the more you want to express yourself, the easier it is to make mistakes. After listening to his advice, I stroked his soft hair and praised him: "You are so smart."

Not long after I left the playground, I returned to the playground. Even the people running circles in front of me were the same. The blue sky, green lawn and open environment made my brother call me louder: "Brother ! What a place!"

I thought to myself that not all school playgrounds look the same, so I jokingly asked him: "Isn't it your first time to come to the playground?"

"Of course not! I used to come here often!"

"Then why do you look like you're here for the first time?"

"I used to be dragged here when I came to the playground..." My brother rolled his eyes, as if he was looking for a good place to have lunch. "They used to beat me up when I came to the playground. Who wants to come?"

The smile on my lips froze, seeing the thin, weak, white and tender child in front of me talking about dark secrets in a relaxed tone, suddenly I was speechless: "Is that so..."

"That's right..." The slight smile on my brother's face made people think that the unlucky guy in his words was not himself, "I'm the most talkative in the class, and then they think I'm the most bullying in the class , but I have no friends, so I can only regard these people who beat me as friends."

I have always felt that my empathy ability is relatively poor, and I am often self-centered on weekdays. Watching Zhao Hengyi make a fool of himself, watching the eldest sister jumping and watching Xu Xiaofeng being deflated is the source of joy for me all the time. Among so many people, only my brother can Let me pour out my heart and soul, but he is someone I like, so he can't be included in the discussion.I don’t mean to criticize these words, I just want to explain that I have been a selfish person from the beginning to the end, but a selfish person like me always feels a little uncomfortable after listening to my brother’s words, as if there is a person full of water. The balloon burst in the stomach.My brother searched for a long time and finally found his favorite place. I followed him and sat under the rostrum, and listened to him tell some stories that happened in the last school intermittently.

"I have a lot of self-esteem, and I always thought it was strange to go to school, eat and go to school by myself, so I looked for friends everywhere. But they all looked down on me, and thought it was unlucky that I was thin and depressed all the time. ..." The younger brother curled his lips and complained softly, "If it is possible, who wants to have a dejected face at birth? I also want to be sunny, cheerful, positive, and lovable. Niu runs fast and plays basketball well. But I was born as a sick sister Lin, is this also my fault?"

In fact, the atmosphere when my brother complained was quite relaxed, so I smiled and patted his head to comfort him: "Of course I don't blame you, how can I blame you?"

"I don't want to be a different kind, so I try to make myself a kind, is it my fault?"

The balloon in my stomach couldn't bear the pressure from the outside world, and finally a hole burst out, and it leaked water outwards, and tears flowed in my stomach: "If it doesn't melt into them, I will wash them away. If it was me, I would After being beaten, he would run to the principal's office and show him the wound, saying that there are people in your school who are violent on campus, if you don't want me to call the police, you can do it yourself!"

"Hey, I did the same in the end..."

"and then?"

"Then I was given a good beating and transferred to another school because they were so good that I couldn't play them."

When PI found me on the playground, the brother’s story just came to an end. He put the half-eaten fried noodles into my hand and said he was going to the bathroom.When the two passed by, PI glanced at his younger brother again. I looked at him with various packages in his hand, and wondered why he bought so many.

He babbled with me: "I bought it for you, Master Jiang, eat more."

I smiled and picked up two fried buns and put them in my brother's fried noodle bowl. He sat down beside me, staring at the frolicking crowd in the distance and his brother's back.

"I don't know if it's my illusion..." He turned his head to look at me and said slowly, "He feels a little like you to me."

I stopped holding the chopsticks, and answered him calmly with my head down: "Well, there is a little bit."