"Let's have lunch first," the little boy came over and took Ling Xiaoxiao's hand: "There are many interesting projects here, we can go and play in the afternoon. Bayi Middle School          "

"When did you tell me?" Ling Xiaoxiao looked at him resentfully.

"Tonight, when we were lying on the bed and whispering." Jiang Zizhuo leaned over and blew the heat in Ling Xiaoxiao's ear, speaking extremely ambiguously.

"Didn't you lie to me this time?" Ling Xiaoxiao turned her head, looked at her side face that was close to her, raised her head slightly, and gently kissed him on the cheek.

"No." The person who was kissed was very hot and itchy. It would not seem like an exaggeration to turn into a wolf at this time. Just looking at Ling Xiaoxiao's tired appearance, he still stood up cruelly and pulled her up.

There are many mountains in the outskirts of the capital, and most resorts are built on the mountains. Some wild mountains also have streams and small waterfalls. In summer, many families of three will come, and adults and children will take fishing and tadpoles in the stream.

Ling Xiaoxiao has always been thinking about things in her heart. Whether she is strolling on wild mountains or shooting archery in a resort, she is a little absent-minded.

After finally staying up until evening, the resort's supper was a self-service barbecue. Ling Xiaoxiao finally became a little interested when she looked at the charcoal-fired green smoke. She pulled Jiang Zizhuo and took a few skewers to each type of skewers and roasted them slowly on her own stove.

After finally getting ready to pack up and climb onto the bed, Ling Xiaoxiao patted the big bed with a rare and enthusiastic look: "Come on, come on."

The rare enthusiasm was due to other reasons. The little boy curled his lips helplessly and put the towel in his hand back to the bathroom. Then he lay half beside her in Ling Xiaoxiao's eager gaze. He stretched out his big hand and directly held her in his arms.

"Do you really can't remember at all?" the little boy asked unwillingly.

Ling Xiaoxiao shook her head. Maybe she would have some impression when she said it, but she really couldn't remember it at all if she thought about it like this.

"That should be my sixth birthday." The boy's voice was low and deep, telling the most hidden past in his heart bit by bit.

It was late autumn when he was almost six years old. Dad Jiang was still working in Fengcheng at that time. Mom Jiang worked in the People's Hospital in Fengcheng, and Child Jiang Zizhuo was still a child in preschool.

When he was a child, he had a bad relationship with his parents. In his young heart, he always felt that his parents didn't like him and felt that he was a burden. Therefore, with a little inferiority and introverted child Jiang finally made up his mind to run away from home when his mother Jiang took her to the department store to buy things.

He took advantage of the time when Mrs. Jiang was talking to the waiter on the side and ran out with short legs toward other places.

However, after running for a while, he found out that he didn't know where he should go. The child's vision was always low. He looked at the shelves on both sides of the passage and the thighs of passers-by, and stood foolishly in the middle of the passage, not knowing what to do.

"Little brother, can't you find your mother?" A little girl with big eyes and white jade ran over: "Have you taken the wrong path and can't find your mother? Don't worry. I can help you."

The little girl said and took his little hand comfortably. The two children also had some fleshy hands, and they held them warmly.

This was the first intimate contact between Jiang Zizhuo and Ling Xiaoxiao.

"It's not that I can't find my mother, I came out on purpose." Child Jiang was willing to tell the little girl about some reason, maybe because this was the first person to care for him in his confusion, maybe because the other party was like him.

"Why did you come out on purpose?" The little girl widened her eyes in surprise and pulled her to the small space next to the stairs passage. The two sat side by side on the ground.

"Because my parents don't like me, they are very busy every day. If they don't have time to care about me, I think I'm a burden." When Child Jiang said this, his beautiful eyes were dull.

The little girl has been very good at face control since she was a child and can't bear to see him like this. She quickly patted his back with her little hands: "What you think is definitely wrong. My mother said that parents don't love their children. No matter how busy they are, they always love us, but they don't have time to stay by our side."

This is the longest thing Ling Ma said. Ling Ma’s factory is busy day and night every winter production season. Whenever this time, Ling Xiaoxiao will be sent to her grandma’s house.

Every time Ling's mother looked at Ling Xiaoxiao with tears in her eyes, she would say such things. If she said too much, the young Ling Xiaoxiao could recite it easily.

"Is that true?" A ray of light burst out from the narrow eyes of Child Jiang, making his whole face come alive. His tender little heart had never thought about this possibility, and no one had ever told him about this.

"Yes, yes." Ling Xiaoxiao blinked her big eyes and nodded quickly: "My mother will say this every time she is so busy that she has no time to care about me, so you have to believe that your parents must love you too."

Ling Xiaoxiao kept lit her little head, comforting Child Chiang's fragile little heart like a spiritual tutor.

"Okay, then I won't run away from home," Child Jiang seemed to have made up his mind again: "I'll give them another chance to see if they like me."

Ling Xiaoxiao persuaded Jiang Zizhuo when she saw her words, and happily curled her big eyes into a small crescent moon: "My mother said that when we grow up, we will meet people who love us, and they will always be with us, so don't worry, when you grow up, someone will love you..."

"Who loves us?" This was the first time that a child Jiang Zizhuo heard such remarks, and his smart little head was still a little confused.

"Yes, just like your father loves your mother, why not," Ling Xiaoxiao's child seemed to have made a big decision: "Look at you so beautiful, I will marry you when you grow up, okay love you well? Then you will not be alone, and I will be with you no matter what you do."

Child Jiang looked at Ling Xiaoxiao's swearing little look, and thought it was a very good idea by chance. He nodded and said, "Okay, then I'll wait for you. You must come to me. You love me, and I love you too. We will be together forever."

Ling Xiaoxiao nodded solemnly, stretched out her hand, and formally tied up and stamped with Jiang Zizhuo, and then looked at each other and smiled.

"You must wait for me and come to see you when I grow up, do you know?" Ling Xiaoxiao looked at the exquisite and beautiful little boy in front of her and always wanted to drool.

"I know, I will remember it, and don't forget it, I will wait for you." Jiang Zizhuo nodded hurriedly. He was about to be six years old and had already begun to remember things.

Ling Xiaoxiao looked at his jade-like transparent face, ignored it, leaned over and kissed him hard on the face: "I have stamped it, so no one is allowed to touch others in the future, do you know? You can only be mine."
Chapter completed!