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The red clouds are rolling, and the tired birds return to their nests.

Fu Qitang squatted pensively in a small sandpit about three meters square. The setting sun stretched his huddled shadow long and blurred the edges. At first glance, he looked like a clumsy and Ugly monster.

This is a children's playground inside a high-end residential complex.

There are several elephant-shaped slides standing next to the sandpit. The trunk of the elephant hangs down from a height of two to three meters. The original bright blue color is slightly worn and dull over the years.

Next to the slide are three swings side by side, no one is there.A gust of wind blew, and the swing swayed back and forth on its own.

There are also several seesaws, walking machines and parallel bars in the playground.

In the distance is a small musical fountain.A small stream of water flows down from the vase held by the little angel, and an unknown nursery rhyme is played intermittently from the speakers.

It's just that every sentence is incomplete, it seems that there is an invisible mouth in the air, which bites every sentence of the lyrics, leaving only some dry residue.

The water flow became thinner and thinner, and dried up within a minute.

The music stops abruptly.

This is where?

what am i doing here

Didn't I just... Wait, what was I doing just now, why did I appear here?

Halfway through Fu Qitang's thought, his thoughts suddenly stopped, and he froze on the spot, at a loss.

When he was at a loss, he suddenly felt that someone had patted his shoulder.

Fu Qitang turned his head instinctively, and a small fair face suddenly came over.

With black eyes, a small nose, a red mouth, and a small mole beside the mouth, this is a very cute-looking little boy who is about seven or eight years old.

He stared at Fu Qitang expressionlessly from a very close distance.

Fu Qitang was taken aback, but finally he didn't really jump up.

He kept his lower body motionless, his upper body slightly leaned back, and he naturally distanced himself from the little boy.

"Uh, what's the matter, what's the matter?" Fu Qitang asked.

The little boy still didn't speak, just kept staring at him.

Fu Qitang was even more puzzled, he smiled, "Little friend, what's your name? Didn't your adults teach you that it's impolite to keep staring at others?"

"Ask a child's name casually, that's what bad guys would do." The little boy said suddenly, his voice was very immature, and he spoke like some kind of young bird begging for food.

"..." Fu Qitang was speechless, because he felt that the little boy's words really made sense.

"But it's okay, I promise."

"Ok?"

"You can play games with us."

Fu Qitang was stunned for a moment, pointing to himself and then to the little boy, "Me? With you? Playing games?"

"That's right, you proposed it yourself! Do you want to go back on your word?" The little boy said displeasedly, his delicate face suddenly became gloomy, and his eyes became darker, revealing a heavy sense of oppression.

"That's not true." Raising his hand and touching his nose, Fu Qitang looked around, "But it's just you and me here, where did you come from?"

"You promise to have it."

Hearing that Fu Qitang had no intention of repenting, the little boy smiled immediately, and the aura around him changed accordingly.

With his laughter, several heads popped out of the belly of the elephant slide, and five or six children of his age ran out one after another.

"Is that him?"

"Wow, he looks so handsome, like a star."

"But is he too old to play games with us?"

"He won't hurt us, will he? Or sell us?"

Surrounding the little boy, the group of children talked about their own things, raised their own questions one after another, and looked at Fu Qitang with their heads tilted from time to time, like a nest of young birds that have just hatched.

Fu Qitang wanted to make room for them, so he got up and took two steps back, but as soon as he moved, the little boy said angrily: "What are you doing! Are you regretting it and want to run away?!"

"I thought you needed a bigger place." Fu Qitang shrugged.

"Wow, really handsome!"

"Bailing, you are a nympho! I like handsome guys just like your mother!"

"But Bailing's mother doesn't like her, that's why she ran away with the handsome guy! Bailing doesn't have a mother hehe!"

"Bailing has a mother! Her mother didn't run away! Last time I went to her house to play, I saw her mother fell asleep in the bathtub! Fatty, you are lying!"

"I'm not lying! Everyone knows that her mother has run away with someone! Hey, Shouhou, when did you go to Bailing's house to play? Why didn't you ask everyone to go together?"

Chattering, twittering.

Fu Qitang stared at the sky speechlessly.

He didn't know why he was still here, standing next to a bunch of kids up to his thighs, listening to them fight and playing games after they were done, but he didn't have any reason to leave either.

And kids are actually pretty cute, aren't they?

"Okay, stop talking!"

Yuemo felt that his little friend had caused internal strife in front of outsiders. The little boy roared angrily, stomped his feet and said, "You guys are so annoying! Are you still playing games?! You are not allowed to talk from now on. , whoever speaks will be eaten by ghosts!"

As soon as his words fell, the other children fell silent.

They looked at each other with round eyes, their mouths were tightly pursed, and they looked cautious, as if they were afraid of accidentally revealing half a word between their teeth.

The little boy nodded in satisfaction, "Then let's start playing the game now."

"Okay, what are you playing?" Fu Qitang asked indifferently.

"That's right, what are we going to play?" The little boy frowned, very distressed.

The boy called Chubby raised his arms at a speed that was completely disproportionate to his own size, signaling that he had something to say.

"You can speak," said the little boy mercifully.

"Let's play eagle catching chicks! He's an eagle, uh..." Fatty said excitedly, his eyes swept over several friends, hesitated for a moment, and finally gritted his teeth, "I'm a chicken mother Go! I will protect you guys!"

The little girl named Bai Ling with two messy ponytails also quickly raised her hands, and after being approved to speak, she hurriedly objected, "No, no, no! Fatty is so stupid, he can't react, and we will definitely lose in the end! Why don't you come and play house! I will be the bride, this big brother will be the groom, Xiaohu will be my younger brother, and the others will be my and big brother's children..."

"Shame, shame! Bai Ling wants to have a baby with someone! Shameless!" The thin monkey, shaved into a gourd, immediately shouted.

"Skinny monkey! You didn't raise your hand, Xiaohu didn't let you speak, you're done, you'll be eaten by ghosts!" Fat Dun gloated.

The thin monkey's face immediately showed a look of fear, and his mouth shrunken and howled, "I don't want to be eaten by ghosts! I'm afraid of pain!"

"But you don't obey the rules! Who told you to talk without raising your hand!"

"Xiaohu, I was wrong, you are the best, don't let the ghost eat me, you see I am so skinny, it must not taste good!"

"Deserved! Deserved!"

"Okay! Shut up! Stop arguing!" The little boy put on a straight face, waved his arms viciously to interrupt the bickering between Fat Pier and Skinny Monkey, and then said with a headache, "Skinny Monkey don't I’m crying, I won’t let ghosts eat you, but you and Fatty are not allowed to quarrel anymore! Also, you can all talk now, but you must speak one by one, and you are not allowed to talk nonsense, that’s it.”

A little boy wearing overalls and glasses immediately said, "Let's play hide-and-seek. Everyone likes this game, and if you play it well, you won't lose, right?"

Bai Ling still disagreed, and said with a flat mouth, "But it will be boring if the big brother can't find us all the time, don't play this, let's change it."

The last little girl in the yellow hat blinked and said, "Throw away the handkerchief! We haven't played in a long time. Everyone takes turns being a ghost, how about it?"

The little boy thought for a while and nodded in agreement, "Then throw the handkerchief!"

The little boy seemed to be so authoritative that the rest of the children dared not object after he made his decision.

Bai Ling was still unwilling, his small mouth was so pouted that he could hang an oil pot, but he didn't dare to speak any more, but obediently followed everyone's formation and spread out in all directions.

One big, six small and seven people quickly formed a circle in the middle of the bunker.

"Where's the handkerchief? Who has a handkerchief?" Fatty squatted on the ground, blah, he saw the little girl wearing a yellow hat, "Dudu, use your hat as a handkerchief!"

Dudu hurriedly reached out and held down his hat, shaking his head again and again, "No! This is my favorite hat, it can't be thrown on the ground. If it gets dirty, my mother won't be able to find me!"

"Then who still has a handkerchief? Hee hee, Skinny Monkey, why don't you take off your pants!"

The thin monkey glared at Fat Pier, then turned his head to the other side, ignoring him.

"If you don't have a handkerchief, you can use other things," the boy with glasses said steadily, pointing to a white ball half-buried in a sandpit not far away, "just use that one. Big brother, can you take that ball Bring it here?"

Fu Qitang glanced at it, then stood up, "Okay, wait for a while."

As he spoke, he walked over in twos and threes, bent down and picked up the ball.

The ball isn't big, but it's surprisingly heavy and feels weird to the touch.

Fu Qitang only felt a round object rolling in his palm, his eyes moved down, and he glanced casually, and suddenly found that what he was holding in his hand was not a ball, but a bald head!

The head of a skinny monkey!

"Can't you be gentle! It hurts me to death!" The hair complained dissatisfied.

Fu Qitang shook his hand and threw it out violently. At the same time, he turned to look at the children, but found that the thin monkey's head was still growing on its neck, but the place where the five sense organs should have grown was blank .

The fat man who was talking to him didn't notice, and continued to chatter.

Beside them, Bai Ling held his face in his two small hands and stared at them, Dudu kicked the ants in the sand with his feet boredly, the boy with glasses adjusted his glasses, and the little boy named Xiao Hu crossed his arms In front of his chest, he looked at Fu Qitang with interest.

In the whistling air current, the sphere that was just thrown high was falling rapidly, and those eyes, nose, mouth, mouth and ears that belonged to the thin monkey disappeared quickly, and turned into an ordinary white ball in a blink of an eye.

It seemed that everything Fu Qitang saw just now was an illusion.

Before the ball hit the ground, Fu Qitang suddenly came to his senses. He reached out to catch the ball, and then stood there thoughtfully.

"Big brother, don't be in a daze! Hurry up and get the ball, let's start playing the game!" Bai Ling shouted at the top of his voice.

"Well, here we come." With a smile on his lips, Fu Qitang raised his leg and walked over.