He was born to be my attacker

Chapter 220 Two

This park may have been cleaned by no one for a long time. It is in ruins and weeds are everywhere.

Shan Liang was careful, her little heart was beating wildly, afraid of meeting something.

He gently pushed aside a piece of grass next to him, and he saw a bench, and beside the bench, there was an abandoned cart.

Shan Liang stepped forward and lightly touched the bench.

The bench looked very old, and the paint on it had been completely peeled off after countless times of wind, frost, rain and snow.The bare black wood color is exposed outside, like a drooping old man.

He looked at the small cart next to him.

The trolley was supposed to have been used by a peddler who sold things along the street.The car was broken and the tires were flat.

Shan Liang got closer and took a closer look.

There is an advertisement on the upper ring of the trolley, the pinkish background color has been washed almost, but the few words can still be seen clearly—Happiness Ice Cream.It turned out to be a small cart selling ice cream.

"Ice cream..." Shan Liang smiled, reaching out to touch the car body.

When his fingers touched the car body, memories suddenly flooded in his mind.

Gu Jiarui asked him to come to this park at night, a small cart, ice cream...

Shan Liang seemed to think of something, suddenly opened his eyes wide, and his fingertips trembled.

He remembered where it was!

Memories move forward and backwards, the wild grass recedes, the surrounding desolation was once so prosperous, Shan Liang stares fixedly at a certain place in front of the cart.

That was the first time he met and talked with Gu Jiarui.

when they were eight years old.

The weather was fine that day. The park was newly built not long ago, and many people came to visit it. Naturally, there were also many vendors selling toys, milk tea and ice cream, scattered in the park.

That day, Grandma Pan from the orphanage walked through the park with Shan Liang.

When he walked to this area, Shan Liang saw a boy about his age wearing a small suit, holding two ice creams, with a bright smile on his face.

The orphanage is really poor, and he has never tasted the sweetness of ice cream.

Therefore, although he was well-behaved and sensible, and he didn't want to cause Grandma Pan any trouble, but that time, he stood where he was and refused to leave.

He really wanted to taste the ice cream.

One bite, one bite is good.

He looked at Grandma Pan with pleading eyes, and Grandma Pan let out a long sigh, feeling ashamed.

Just when he was desperate, the boy came over and walked up to him: "Do you want to eat this?"