Mr. Gong

After the little officer carried the injured child into the infirmary, and told the school doctor to bring the whole thing over, he ignored the little male behind him to stay and shout, and returned back to the place where the little guy had just been in a hurry, Only to find that the person was no longer there.

He blamed himself very much, he didn't know what the little guy would think, the scene where he just left the other party because of others... Anyone who experienced it must be very sad.

No more time for the little officer to think about it—the bell for class is ringing.

He packed up his emotions and went back to the classroom for class, but he still couldn't get rid of the image of the little guy grabbing the corner of his clothes and explaining to himself with tears in his eyes.

At that time, why did you act that did not fit your personality? The little officer was very guilty. Obviously the little guy is the most special existence to him, why would he be willing to shoot off the other party's white and tender hands that grabbed the corner of his clothes? , and because he didn't pay much attention, he slapped the back of that little hand a little red and swollen.

The more I thought about the scene of the little guy being left behind by me, the more I couldn't calm down. The little chubby hand that I shot off still appeared in my mind, as if blaming myself for turning around and walking away. Desolate, but the little guy who was left in place looked so pitiful.

Indistinctly, the other party's soft sobs echoed in his ears, hugging the little bear doll in his arms, squatting on the ground very sadly and weeping silently.

Although I haven't seen that scene with my own eyes, for some reason, Mr. Little Military Officer actually thinks of this scene at this moment, as if the other party is really doing this at this moment—in an unknown corner, sobbing softly .

The little officer was a little uneasy, afraid that the other party would really cry in a corner of the campus as he thought.

He made an excuse to the teacher to go to the bathroom, but in reality he frantically ran towards the places where the little guy would often appear in his memory.

It's best not to find it, which means that the little guy was not greatly affected by the incident just now, and he should have recovered well emotionally.The little officer subconsciously made excuses for himself, he was suddenly a little afraid to face the little guy, afraid that the other party was really sobbing in a corner as he thought.

Maybe the good people really don't come, and the bad ones show their spirits.

What are you afraid of?—Mr. Little Officer saw the little guy sleeping on the lawn with his beloved bear doll on his pillow, curled up, next to the big tree he usually likes to lean against and look up at the sky .

In an instant, seeing the picture in front of him, the little officer's eyes were red and he wanted to cry.

He walked over, gently hugged the little guy in his arms, and kissed the soft little hair on his forehead: "I'm sorry..."

After adjusting the sleeping position of the person in his arms, he picked up the bear doll that fell on the ground, and Mr. Little Officer sat under the shade of the tree with the person.

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