Buddhist small green plum

Chapter 206
When Qingran was a child, she liked fluffy animals all over her body, but because her mother was allergic to animal hair, she couldn't keep small animals at home.

At that time, Mother Li felt that she owed her daughter a lot, so she always bought a lot of fluffy toys, but Qingran didn't like lifeless toys. To comfort my mother's regret.

Until Li's mother passed away in an accident, there were no fluffy animals in the family, and this topic was not even dared to be brought up in front of Li's father.

Although Dad Li loves his wife like his life, he still dotes on his daughter, otherwise he wouldn't put a bunch of stray cats in the bushes next to the old trees.

But putting fluffy animals at home is another matter in Dad Li's eyes.

No one in the family is willing to erase the fact that Li's mother no longer exists.

In the early years, Xie Ying'an was still young and didn't know anything about love, so naturally he didn't know the big taboos in Qingran's family.

That's why he brought Qingran's favorite lop-eared rabbit here today.

In just a few seconds, Qingran's expression changed from surprise to fright. She stood up hastily, and the wooden chair under her rubbed against the marble making harsh sounds. At this time, she couldn't care less.

She ran to the side of Xie Ying'an, pulled Xie Ying'an who didn't know it yet, and walked out, hoping that Dad Li didn't see the little rabbit in Xie Ying'an's arms.

When I left, I still didn't forget to say to Dad Li: "Dad, I, I have something to do, go out for a while, and you don't have to wait for me for breakfast."

All the way out of the living room door, Qingran didn't hear her father's response.

Although Xie Ying'an didn't know what Qingran meant, she followed her out obediently.

Qingran didn't let go of Xie Ying'an's skirt until she walked outside the courtyard gate. She stared blankly at the lop-eared rabbit in Xie Ying'an's arms, a little absent-minded.

The accidental death of their mother is a scar on their family. This scar will never grow well, and they dare not touch it easily on weekdays.

But they don't know that unintentional touch can also be fatal.

Xie Ying'an was as careful as a hair, and he quickly realized that the source of Qingran's ailment was the rabbit in his arms that he thought was ugly.

He grabbed the lop-eared rabbit by its neck, suspended it halfway in the air, and asked Qingran, "Don't you like it?"

Qingran shook her head, glanced at the pitiful little rabbit kicking its paws in the air, and finally couldn't hold back and received it in her arms.

"Let's go to your house!" Qingran said: "My house probably won't be able to go back here."

Seeing Qingran's feeling a little lost, Xie Ying'an wisely didn't ask.

The early morning sun was not yet strong, and the two walked side by side under the shade of the trees.

After walking for a long time, Qingran looked down at the cute little rabbit in her arms, her expression softened a little, and then she slowly said: "There are no small animals in my house..."

Xie Yingan clenched her hand hanging by her side when she heard this. Qingran's reaction when she saw the photo of the lop-eared rabbit yesterday is still vivid in his memory. One could imagine how much she liked that ugly rabbit.

At such a time, Xie Ying'an was only a silent listener, and couldn't bear to interrupt Qingran's talk.

On the long road, Qingran opened up her heart and said it word by word.

Her mother really can't touch animal hair because of allergies, but she really liked small animals when she was young.

Between being able and not being able, there is always someone wronged in the family, so the one who must be wronged becomes Xiao Qingran, after all, pure liking is not that important.

It's not that Qingran, who was still young in those years, has never been wronged. Why can others have pets they like, but she can't?
Why is it that other people's mothers are not allergic to animal hair, but her mother is the one who is allergic to animal hair?

Then one year I forgot how old she was, seven or eight?
It was also that time after school Xiao Qingran was invited to a classmate’s home who raised several erhats at home. Xiao Qingran was so happy to see the group of cute and silly erhats that he was so happy that he was at a loss. The idea of ​​going back.

Later, she was picked up by her father, but her mother did not follow. Qingran will always remember her father's expression at that time.

Her father, who had always been gentle with her, only had anger in his eyes at that moment.

He didn't even go home with Xiao Qingran, he went directly to the mall to buy a whole set of clothes, then asked Xiao Qingran to go to the public restroom to change into new clothes, and threw all the clothes that might be contaminated with animal hair into the trash can inside.

It would be fine if it was just like this, but it was the severe winter at that time, and Xiao Qingran, who was putting on clothes slowly, fell ill as expected after returning home, and was sick for a whole winter.

The taste of the bitter medicine in the throat is not generally uncomfortable. Since that time, Xiao Qingran has never shown that he likes small animals.

Now, ten years have passed.

Qingran herself thought that she really didn't like these small animals anymore. After all, seeing the stray cats her father specially released that year, she had no troubles in her heart.

But when she saw the picture of the fluffy lop-eared rabbit last night, the long-suppressed love suddenly burst out in her heart, and she even forgot to remind Xie Ying'an that she didn't wait for such a big event as a small animal in her house.

That's why when she saw Xie Ying'an entering her house with the little rabbit in her arms, her reaction was so big.

In the last years, when she saw the medicine and felt nauseous, she survived the near death and never wanted to go through it again.

Did Father Li not feel guilty at that time?

Of course there were, but things had already happened, and he also knew his impulse, and only slowly made up for his daughter in the years to come.

The sun was not high in the morning, and the sun shone through the colorful leaves on a small piece of Qingran's face, shining her skin until it was almost transparent. She seemed to be talking about other people's affairs, and there was no sadness on her face now No joy.

On the contrary, Xie Ying'an's face was very solemn, and even his steps became heavy.

"I, I don't know this..." He unconsciously clenched and loosened the fingers hanging by his side, and his low tone contained self-blame: "I grew up with you, and I never knew These."

Qingran wanted to pull out a smile to appease him, but she wanted to say that she suddenly felt much better after telling him today.

But she finally opened her mouth, but didn't say a word.

When he came across a hurrying pedestrian on the road, Xie Ying'an slowed down and got closer to Qingran, and when he got closer, he quietly grabbed Qingran's left hand.

Being held hands even Qingran has become a habit.

"Don't be sad." The boy looked at her sideways and said softly.

Blocking the road in front of him, he suddenly grabbed Qingran's hand and placed it on his chest.

The young man's black eyes were deep, like a deep spring: "I see you are sad, and I... feel very uncomfortable here."

He lowered his eyes slightly, and there was distress in his expression.

He never forgets to express his feelings all the time.

There was a strong heartbeat under the palm of the hand. Qingran curled up her fingers, trying to pull her hand back, but Xie Ying'an held it too tightly, and she couldn't move it at all.

Just when the atmosphere was a bit ambiguous, the well-behaved lop-eared rabbit in Qingran's arms suddenly jumped out, breaking this rare beauty.

Qingran pulled his hand away forcefully and turned to chase the rabbit.

Xie Ying'an looked at the rabbit bouncing on the ground, frowned, and felt a headache.

It's really a rabbit for success, and a rabbit for failure.

(End of this chapter)