"Have you arrived so early?" Garosha and Truru approached the Dream Hall and looked at Luo Keer who was already waiting outside the door.

These two people were wearing the school uniforms of Tianhai No. 1 Middle School at this time. However, Garosa had already put on makeup and tied up a scarf, while Trulu was wearing a mask.

"It's almost twelve o'clock, let's change our clothes. What clothes have you brought?" Garosa's hoarse voice was both cold and curious.

"Dark Lolita."

"What?" Garosa looked surprised, "Dark Lolita?"

"Yes, is there any problem?"

"nothing."

Meijo walked into Dream Hall for the second time.

This time there was one more person, a black and red Lolita dress and a silver mask, standing quietly in a corner of Dream Hall.

Mejo looked up and down at the newcomer curiously: "Who is this?"

"Her name is Lolita Ke, and she is a new member of our club. You don't know our title yet. Trulu is the president, and I, Garosha, are the vice president, but I am a clerk." Garosha's attitude was much more enthusiastic than yesterday. "Since I'm here, let's tell you a story."

Meijo opened her red lips and started talking.

“He is my aunt’s younger brother, 11 years older than me.

His home is far away from Tianhai City. He has been boarding my home to facilitate schooling.

There was an empty room in my house, so I gave it to him. The room was really small, so small that it could only accommodate a small bed and a set of tables and chairs.

He works very hard, very hard.

That year, I was five years old, and he was sixteen years old..."

Garosha, Truru and Roker listened carefully, and this girl, who was deeply troubled by emotions, told a bitter story.

As the sun sets, Xiao Meiqiao's parents did not come to the kindergarten to pick her up.

Looking at the neatly arranged toys, she really wanted to play. She is so lonely now that there are no children playing together, and there are no cartoons to watch. There are only neatly arranged tables and chairs and clean floors. The teacher has told her that you should not disturb the things on the shelves and not stain the floors anymore.

I'm so hungry, I want to go home... Little Meiqiao really wants to be on the floor, so I just cried.

"Mejo!" A loud and clear voice came over.

Looking back, Uncle Doer is there.

The cool snowflakes blew down onto the long eyelashes, and a crystal clear light radiated in their eyes.

"Uncle, uncle..." Xiao Meiqiao's eyes were covered with tears, and she ran towards Dole with her short legs, and then fell down after running two steps.

Qidor ran up and hugged her: "Meijo, I'm sorry, your parents are busy with work, so I'll pick you up. I'm late, can you forgive me?"

She threw herself into Dore's arms, crying with grievance, as if she had poured tears for a century.

Dor let his nose and saliva soak his clothes without letting go of her. He just stroked her head and kept stroking her, trying to soothe her young heart.

The snowflakes on the ground were kicked up by Little Meiqiao with small red boots, like a fairy tale crystal sand to celebrate the wedding of the Little Man Kingdom princess hiding underground.

"Yes, uncle." Little Meiqiao twisted.

"What's wrong? Meijo."

"From now, come and pick me up every day."

"good."

This promise lasted for three years.

Until that day, the family held a banquet for Dore.

After passing the cultural courses for the college entrance examination, Doer finally got the admission letter from the Dream of the Art University.

Mei Qiao pestered her mother: "Mom, I'm also like my uncle, going to the Art University for Realizing My Dreams. I want to learn singing, dance, painting, piano, and erhu..."

"Isn't it a little late? You're eight years old? Mom still hopes that you can devote all your thoughts to your studies. Not everyone can be as talented as your Uncle Dole."

Xiao Meiqiao went on a hunger strike all night, and her mother finally agreed.

"But there is a prerequisite: If you have practiced for half a year but have no talent, then quit immediately and give me peace of mind to study!"

"I understand, Queen Mother!"

After taking almost all the audition classes, she decided to concentrate on learning dance.

Dance class formally

On the first day, the teacher asked everyone to write their dreams on the blackboard.

Someone wrote, “I will be a dancer in the future” and “I will dance for the rest of my life”

Some people also wrote, "I will never dance in the future."

Little Meijo picked up the chalk and wrote, "I want to dance hard and go to the same university as my uncle."

What the whole family unexpectedly saw was that Meijo showed amazing talent in dancing.

When he was eleven years old, Mei Qiao saw a photo of Dole in a magazine. His sword-browed eyebrows and starry eyes, and his nose was tall and straight, just like a character who came out of the novel. The strange man is like jade, and the young master is unparalleled. I guess he is describing this kind of person.

"Mom and Dad, Dore succeeded, he became a star." Meijo held up the magazine and ran around the room, "Oh, he became a star."

On the day of the album signing, Takemijo looked at the venue and was filled with fans, and couldn't help but exclaim: "Wow, Dore has so many fans!"

Some come from other places, some skip classes, and some come with their children in their arms.

Looking at Dole from afar. Wow, he was smiling, but he was not smiling at himself, but at his fans.

Somehow, a jealousy arose in Takemijo's heart.

She shook her head suddenly: How could I have such an idea? Doer is my uncle. Although he is not related by blood, he is a relative at least, and I cannot have any inappropriate thoughts.

As long as I can always stick to my uncle and get the love that I have always received, it's enough. Takemijo showed a silly smile.

"Oh oh, Dore, Dore!" Meijo shouted with other fans.

Finally it was his turn, Mejo walked forward excitedly: "Dor!Dor, you haven't been home for a long time."

I thought about it for a long time, and after seeing Dole, what should I say in the first sentence, but I didn't expect that I would say such a thing.

Doer was slightly stunned and smiled at Mejo: "Hello, do you want the gold version or the silver version?"

"Dor, what's wrong with you? Are you so unfamiliar with me?"

Takemijo was pulled aside by Dor: "Little girl, this is the venue. Even if you really know Dor, please don't be so close."

"But he is my uncle!"

"Okay, okay, wait for him to come home, are you sharing the joy of family, okay?"

Takemijo was sent out of the venue by security guards.

She suppressed her anger and kicked her hard at the can: "Dear, I'm here to see you from afar, but you pretended not to know me."

She walked aimlessly in the park, looking at a group of people who had nothing to do with her.

"I think there is someone who can rely on it. But my heart is messy."

She threw the millet she bought at the pigeons, and saw those little creatures in pairs, and would give the excess millet to the other party. I heard that birds will only be loyal to one partner in their lives. Where is her partner? Doll, Doll, is a relative who has no blood relationship with her, and is one generation away. However, she thinks how much she thinks about it...

"I don't care about my seniority. If he is willing to accept me, I will break through the shackles of the world with him. If he is unwilling to accept me, I will be his eternal relative and he will give me all the love."

She picked up the stone and carved "Chess Doer, Zhu Meiqiao" on the ground

She held her cheek with her little hand and squatted on the ground, just like when she was five years old, waiting for Doll to pick her up, but in front of her was a blue sky. There were light of different colors, clean air, ozone to protect life, and clouds condensed by water vapor, but she only saw Doll. Only Doll was the only oasis in her heart.

I wandered outside until after seven o'clock before returning home.

Dad seemed to be disappointed with Mejo's behavior and complained to his mother: "Hey, you don't care about your daughter. She is in the fifth grade, so she doesn't go home on time."

"My daughter is not my life alone. What are you complaining about? Baby, have you eaten?" Mom said with concern.

"I bought a hand-catch cake on the way." Mei Qiao replied honestly behind her hands.

"This, Uncle Doer gave it to you." Mom brought a small box, "I won't be an example today. I'll go back and copy three hundred ancient poems. Check it tomorrow morning, go quickly."

"Okay, mom and dad, I love you."

Meijo hurried back to the bedroom, she thought to herself: Anyway, there is Dore's gift, as long as he is

In my heart, I will never be alone.

This gift box is really exquisitely packaged, with golden wrapping paper, silver ribbons and a faint creamy fragrance.

After opening it, it was a music box, and the girl dancing on it actually did it according to her own way.

"Wow, it's so beautiful." Mei Qiao couldn't help but turn on the switch and let it play beautiful music, hold it in her arms, and fall asleep deeply.

In this way, I spent a few years jealous with my fans, and I also had several years of rapid improvement in my dancing skills.

Dore rarely returns to Mei Qiao's house again. During the Chinese New Year, he will return to his real home.

On this day, Dole finally came again.

"Sister, brother-in-law, I'm back. There's an event nearby today. I'll come back to see you when it's over."

Meijo's parents hurriedly greeted him: "You are so busy and you still want to come. Meijo, come and pick up your uncle."
To be continued...