The cleverness in the eyes of Yongcanghao

In the morning, I lay in bed thinking about what my father said.What my father said was not entirely unreasonable.I think about my behavior these days.Much unexplained fanaticism can indeed be found. "There is no way! Qiao is really too cute."

Now I can completely accept the appearance of rolling on the bed with the quilt in my arms.

The window was knocked by a small stone.I pulled the quilt up over my head.Today I also agreed to practice throwing and catching.But I don't dare to be lucky now.There was another knock on the window sill.I had to open the window and poke my head down before waking Mom up.When I saw it, I was surprised. "Qingbo?"

Qingbo's eyes flashed with agility that his brother didn't have.Put your little hand next to your mouth in a trumpet shape.I read yes from his wriggling lips. "Brother Xiaohao, I'm here to play baseball with you."

"Okay." I glanced at the alarm clock on the table and nodded.He turned around and closed the window, quickly changed his clothes, and walked downstairs.He Qiao made an appointment at nine o'clock.It is estimated that he is still running at the shrine.You can play with Qingbo for an hour.Although knowing the balls thrown by this kid Qingbo is of little help to me.But it's better than nothing.

I didn't give up Qiao.Even if mother said so.I just do what I do.The only things I have to worry about are two.One is to seize every opportunity to catch up with Qiao's pitching.The second is to hide your eyes.Judging from past experience, my father's suggestion is still worthy of reference.In fact, I vaguely guessed a little bit myself, but I just didn't admit it.Being singled out by others, I can no longer deceive myself.

Sitting on the back of the bicycle, the kid Qingbo said this happily all the way.Totally different from his brother.This kid Qingbo is very sensible, knows how to treat people and things, and has a heart of love for baseball.If it is said that Qiao has the talent under the blessing of the gods.That Qingbo is the wounded angel favored by the gods.Because of injuries, there is a kind of weakness that ordinary people don't have.But I let this weak body jump and be agile.What a wonderful and heart-wrenching child.

I didn't intend to use Qingbo to improve my ball-catching skills.It's not about looking down on people.It's because he's a child, and he really can't throw a ball like Qiao.To my surprise, Qingbo's ball strength is slightly lacking, but his skills and direction are very good.It can give me a different practice direction.Although the posture of throwing the ball is crooked, it is not as sharp as coincidence.

"Good shot." I caught the baseball in the glove, and I really appreciated it. "Qingbo is just as talented as his elder brother!"

Qingbo's proud smile was extraordinarily bright.He held up his hands, and the cotton T-shirt fluttered, exposing his back.He was a little taller than when we first met, and he still couldn't get enough of it, "One more ball."

"How about another ten pitches? Pitcher Harada." I teased.I can't say this kind of thing at all.You don't have to worry about joking with Qingbo.This kid knows how to get along with people better than I do.

"Twenty goals are fine. I want to beat my brother!" He said without any seriousness.It actually means that he throws more balls than his brother.

"Your brother can't be beaten by anyone," I said.It's as immutable a truth as the sun rises in the east, and I've known it since the first time I saw a clever pitch at the county convention.

"I know. But I'm happy to say that. Just like I'm happy to play baseball. I'm not in good health, but I like baseball. Grandpa said, I can not play baseball like my brother, I can play happy baseball .So, to be able to play baseball, I'm just so happy."

Children are really good, they can say what they like or dislike without any scruples.There is no obsession with baseball in Qingbo's eyes, only love.Do you really have to enter Koshien to play baseball?After listening to Qingbo's words, such doubts filled my heart.

Happy baseball!Playing with Qingbo is a pure fun.Playing with skill, the hope of winning will surge from the body.Which is my own baseball?My mother said I was kidnapped by Qiao.But I don't think it's true.I also like to play baseball.This baseball glove was bought by myself as a part-time worker before I met Qiao.My parents wanted to buy it for me as a gift to celebrate my entry into the baseball club.But, playing baseball is my thing.The only person who pays for the things I like can only be myself.

The ball went right into my glove.Followed by Qingbo's loud cheers.

"Oh yeah! I'm so good! Another shot!"

"Yes. Qingbo is also very powerful. Maybe even stronger than my brother."

"Howe, don't make jokes." (Stupid! Howe is a big fool!)

Hearing the sound, I turned around and realized that Qiao had arrived at some point.He leaned against a big oak tree.Clench your fists and tap the trunk to make a sound.The poor oak tree was so frightened by his anger that it shook off two leaves.

"Why, why are you angry?" I said.Is it such a stingy person?Doesn't he have no interest in anything other than baseball?I still remember his cold breath when he said he was not interested by the pool. (Idiot! Howe is a big idiot!)

"I'm not angry. I'm going to practice with Yongcang next. Qingbo, you should go back." As he spoke, he walked over and confiscated Qingbo's ball and clenched it tightly in his hand.The other hand is holding the person to leave.

"I won't go back, I want to watch brother and brother Xiaohao." Qingbo tried very hard to break away from his brother's hand.As a result, his strength was not strong enough, and he was almost dragged away.He looked at me helplessly.It looks so pitiful.

There was no way I could deny his requesting eyes.I said, "Harada, it should be fine. It won't matter if Aonami stays."

Qiao turned her head, looked into Qingbo's eyes, and told him seriously. "Qingbo, I said it before. You are impossible. No matter how hard you try, you will not become me. Why do you still not understand?"

Qingbo also said seriously, "It doesn't matter if I can't become like my brother. I don't want to be someone who always calls me brother, brother. I just want to play baseball." As he spoke, he nodded to himself.

The kid finally found his way.What a delight.I poked the kid's cheek and said, "You're very sensible, Qingbo. That's amazing."

"Who told you? Qingbo."

"Huh?" The topic changed too quickly, Qingbo and I asked in unison.

"On your own, how can you think of such arrogant words. Someone must have told you. Is it grandpa?"

Qingbo stuck out his tongue.It was admitted.

That's right.Such philosophical words are not something a child can say.In fact, Qiao loves Qingbo more than he imagined.So a person who doesn't care about anything but baseball knows everything about what his younger brother will say and do.I don't have a brother. If my brother is like this, I hope I am Aonami and born in Harada's family.Even if you are born with this sick body.

Obviously, Qiao didn't think so.He yelled anxiously. "Stupid. What kind of baseball can you play? Happy baseball? Don't be ridiculous. A guy who's almost out of breath after a few quick runs, and a guy who's so happy to catch a ground ball, what kind of baseball can he play."

I've never seen Joe angry.Qingbo probably never saw it either.Hearing Qiao's words, his whole face froze.

Qiao is still talking, the whole person is shaking a little.He must have been in pain himself. "Being in bed with a fever all the time. A guy who always enjoys himself under the covers. What kind of baseball is he playing?"

I happen to have no intention of stopping.Pressing his shoulder, stopped him and said, "Harada, stop talking."

Why use such words to hurt yourself and hurt others?Although Qingbo's weakness is known to everyone.Every time Aunt Makiko came to get medicine.I was horrified by the number of pills in the bag.But his father said that Qingbo's child can actually do without medicine, as long as he exercises well, he is not as fragile as his mother worried.Well, Aomami likes baseball, which is a good thing.How can you directly urge a heart that loves baseball like this?Not even my brother.

Qiao probably also realized that something was wrong with him.He finally stopped.As if waiting for him to calm down, Qingbo yelled at his brother, "Idiot, brother is the big idiot."

The unskilled full-score resistance angered Qiao.Qiao tightened his grip on the pitching ball again.An arc flew out.He even threw the ball Qingbo received.

Aonami's voice rang out, and the shrine's bells also screamed.Qingbo ran out.

"You are going too far. There is a better way, why do you want to hurt him directly like this?" I didn't control myself, and said what was in my heart.

I ran out after Qingbo.Not at ease, he looked back.Leaning against the oak tree, the whole body is supported by the big tree, looking exhausted physically and mentally.He must have regretted saying that too.

You can't do nothing.Thinking so, I caught up with Aomami.Qingbo tugged at my clothes, crying so sadly.I rubbed his little head to comfort him, and told him that your brother is an idiot, he is worried about your body, but he can't speak well.

Qingbo raised his head, his eyes were full of water.He said, "I know. My brother has never known how to express his feelings. However, his words still make me very sad."

I don't know what to say.Aomami added, "I love baseball. Happy baseball. I'm glad I found out what I like. But my mother wouldn't let me play baseball. I thought my brother could understand me. Adults are stupid."

The way he clenched his fists and cried was a bit ridiculous.I couldn't hold back my puff.Adults are all stupid or something, but they are still children.

I comforted him a few more words.Advise him to go back.I grabbed Aoba who was crying and walking into the depths of the woods.Promise him and say, "Qingbo, I'll tell Zhenqing and the others tomorrow. We'll look for it together. Don't cry. If you can't find it, we'll buy you a new one."

"I want that one." Qingbo said more and more childishly.This child's acting like a baby is endless.Maybe that ball has some special meaning to him, which is why he is so persistent.

I said, "Tomorrow I will ask everyone to look for it together. It doesn't matter, it may be caught by tree roots. We will definitely find it together. Don't cry. Go back first, okay?"

"You really want to help me tomorrow?"

"We'll find it for you. So go back today, okay?" I felt like I was going to be a child-trafficking freak.Repeat your intentions over and over again.

At this time, I have already grabbed Qingbo's hand and came to the place where I used to throw and catch the ball.Qiao straightened up from the trunk of the plum tree.I thought he figured it out and came over to apologize.As a result, he turned around and was about to leave.

I stopped him, "Where are you going? Harada, you're going too far."

Qiaofei didn't mean to apologize, but urged me, "Let's go."

I asked, "Where are you going?"

"Park mound, practice."

It is indeed this time, it is time to practice.But, "What about Qingbo?"

"He came by himself and went back by himself."

Qingbo's eyes filled with tears.

How can you do this?How could someone be ruthless enough to hurt Qingbo, a child?That's not the case with big brains.I even suspected that I lied to Qingbo and said that my brother was worried about his body.Qiao's inexplicable anger and Qingbo's crying echoed in my ears.I felt like I was going to be torn apart by the two brothers holding one hand.

Qiaotou didn't go back.Qingbo glared at people from behind.Seeing that Qiao was about to go far away, I knelt down, looked into Qingbo's eyes, and told me to be careful on the road.Qingbo said very sensiblely that he knew the way, and if he couldn't find it, he would go back by himself.

I breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately there is a peace of mind.I patted Qingbo on the shoulder and said, "That's it. I'll see if I can persuade your brother to apologize to you."

Probably feeling hopeless.Qingbo's eyes didn't light up.To be honest, I can't vouch for it either.I'm so angry that I really don't know how to deal with it.I don't think the fact that Qingbo played baseball was enough to make him so angry.Then there is only one explanation of venting anger.What he saw and what Aunt Makiko said, he was already angry with Qingbo, so he took the opportunity to vent.Anyway, no matter what he saw so angry, I have to figure it out one by one.I tore a messy cotton T-shirt for Aonami who had already smoothed it out, and walked down the steps of the shrine to catch up.