Little Master and Little Idol

It's been half a year, and the young master came out of the supermarket with two bags of daily necessities. Looking at the streets full of people, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

He lowered his head and hid half of his face in the woolen scarf around his neck and walked forward.

Winters in this country are particularly cold and the nights are long, making the wait for dawn always seem too long.

He walked back to the apartment with his things and turned on the heater before he dared to take off his cotton coat and walk into the kitchen.

He skillfully washed the scallops, fresh shrimp and squid, took out a few red dates and washed them, washed the rice and filled it with water, added all the vegetables into the pot, and pressed the porridge switch.

He has a bad stomach and can't eat too much at night.I used to think it was troublesome and only made the simplest vegetable porridge for myself. After a long time, my mouth felt bland and gradually became picky. I found some websites to learn how to make more complicated dishes.

Although he was always alone in the past, at least his aunt and uncle took care of him at home. It was only when he was truly alone that the young master realized that he was afraid of being alone in his bones.

It’s always different, every time I come home there is only a deserted room, and even turning on the lights can’t drive away the darkness.If it seems that there is no one in the room when you are not talking, and only you are left in the whole world, who can you talk to by yourself?

Habit is a powerful and terrifying thing. Living this kind of life repeatedly, he has gradually adapted to the loneliness that clings to his blood, stepped out of the vicious circle of constant circulation, and slowly hypnotized and paralyzed himself.

A person's self-comforting ability is sometimes worth thousands of words of advice from others, because it is a support for oneself from the heart.

In fact, when he first came here, the young master was far more embarrassed than he is now. Until now, he still clearly remembers the first night he came here. The place where he lived was a bench in the central park.

The day came in a hurry, and he didn't book a car or a hotel. It was already three o'clock in the morning in this strange country, and there were only long shadows of street lamps on the street.His mobile phone was out of battery and he couldn't get a taxi. The nearby hotels were already full due to the festival, so he had no choice but to go to the park for the night.

Who could have imagined that the young master of the Ji family would spend a long and cold night on a bench in a foreign country?

The bench is not for people to sleep and rest, it is too narrow for him who is 1.7 meters [-], let alone turning over, he can't even straighten his legs.Perhaps because he was too tired, he fell asleep drowsily and slept until dawn.

When he woke up, a beautiful child squatted in front of him and stared at him intently, and he froze for a moment.

"Do you need help?" The little boy's eyes are dark blue, and they look like crystal clear blue crystals at a close distance. When the young master saw his pure and clean eyes, his heart trembled slightly.

He showed a gentle and somewhat shy smile: "No, thank you."

The little boy seemed a little disappointed. His mother called him from a distance. He stood up reluctantly and walked forward. Suddenly he stopped, turned around and ran to the young master, and quickly leaned into his ear and said: " You look so cute, Ilike you."

The young master was stunned, and when he recovered, the little boy had already run away.

He didn't know what to think of, he lowered his head and leaned against the back of the chair in a daze, and suddenly smiled softly after a while.

(There will be three updates, four updates...or it will end directly tonight)