a witch

Chapter 51 (46) Real Dreams
After much difficulty, Xiaobai was coaxed back to his room to sleep, closed the door, after tossing for a long time, finally successfully deleted that photo.With a sigh of relief, I climbed onto the bed and just touched the English book to read when the phone rang.At first I thought it was another boring call from Xiaobai, but when I touched it, it turned out to be my father calling.

"dad."

"Xiaoqing, haven't you slept yet?" Dad's hoarse and tired voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Not yet. Dad, are you working overtime again?" Dad works as a business supervisor. He is usually very busy and often works overtime.

"Yeah, I just got home. I wanted to call you yesterday, but I forgot when I was busy." He coughed a few times. "Yesterday, your uncle Xiao called me."

"Dad, stop smoking. It's bad for your health." After the company went bankrupt, all the fathers who had never smoked or drank quit. When they were strong, they could smoke a pack of cigarettes a day.When I used to live at home, I could hear his coughing every morning.

"I've smoked less recently." He said with a long sigh. "It's been so many years, I didn't expect to meet them again. Uncle Xiao called yesterday and helped us pay off all our debts today, so that we don't have to worry about interest in the future. So, Xiaoqing didn't want to If there is any more pressure, I will leave the debt repayment to my parents, and it is important for Xiaoqing to study hard."

"Well, I see, Dad."

"Dad has always worried that you will not be able to take care of yourself alone. Now that you have someone to take care of you, Dad is more at ease. Uncle Xiao asked you to go to his house when you have time. I heard that his house is drunk Also at Shenghua University, this world is really small!"

Dad inadvertently woke up Xiao Zui, and I couldn't help but feel a movement in my heart, as if a thin spring was slowly flowing from the bottom of my heart, astringent and a little sour. "Dad, when I was young, did I often play with Xiao and Xiao Zui?"

"Yeah, don't you remember? When you were young, you were mischievous and domineering, and always bullied others when they were drunk. Fortunately, he has a good temper and never cared about you, and he happily became your little follower. "Recalling the past, Dad smiled softly, and then began to sigh again. I knew he probably remembered the things in the previous company again, so he quickly changed the topic and said: "Maybe I was too young at that time, so I don't remember much. I will meet you when I have time." I went to play at Uncle Xiao’s house, dad, don’t worry about me, I’m fine here, you should pay attention to rest more, and mom, let her not always stay up late, sometimes go out for a walk, maybe inspiration will emerge .”

Dad responded, and then heard a rapid "kick" of sandals and slippers, and my mother came over: "Xiaoqing, are you going home on November?"

I just remembered that next week is the National Day Golden Week. "Mom." Wei called softly. "Probably won't come back. The manager of the cake shop that my aunt introduced to me is very kind to me. It will be very busy during November, so I promised her to stay here and help."

After hearing this, my mother sighed and said, "Then take good care of yourself. Is it enough for living expenses? If not, Mom will remit some money to you tomorrow."

"No need, Mom. The part-time job is paid in advance every month, and three meals are included in the school. Now Uncle Xiao has found someone to pick him up every day, so there is no place to spend the money! Here, Don't worry about it, just think about your creativity!"

Mom was silent for a while, and said in a low voice: "You child!" and returned the phone to my dad.I chatted with my father for a few more words, reported on the recent study situation in the past few days, and then hung up the phone with "good night".

But my heart was always restless, I couldn't read the words, I turned off the light and went to sleep, and I couldn't fall asleep because of tossing and turning.I stayed in a daze until the middle of the night before I gradually felt sleepy.

"Xiaoqing, Xiaoqing!"

In the dense fog, a small figure gradually approached.It was a little boy in a white shirt and blue shorts, as cute as a doll.

"Why are you so slow?!"

Under the tall bookshelf, a little girl in a princess dress stamped her pink crystal leather shoes in dissatisfaction, pouting her pink mouth. "I want that!" Bai Nennen's hand pointed to the yellowed sheet music on the top row of the bookshelf.

"En!" The little boy replied heavily, and placed the brought chair under the bookshelf, and stood on it, but it was still not high enough.Standing on tiptoe, I stretched my arms vigorously to reach the sheet music.

"Hurry up!" The little girl urged impatiently.

"Yeah!" The finger shook the music score twice, finally reached it, pulled hard, and the book pressed on the music score fell down in front of the little boy's head, knocking him down. Knocked down to the ground, suddenly cried "Wow".

The little girl turned pale with fright, and when she heard the cry, she quickly squatted beside him, and while rubbing his hit forehead, she threatened loudly, "Don't cry!"

"It hurts—" The little boy couldn't stop the tears from falling down, rubbing his eyes with his hand, leaving a gray patch on his tender face.

"Don't cry, just don't cry! Dad said, crybaby is not a good child! If you cry again, I won't play with you again!"

"Then I won't cry." The little boy wiped his eyes with the back of his hand, but still looked at the little girl tearfully.

"Does it hurt?"

"pain."

The little girl tilted her head and thought for a while, then said, "Then let me kiss you. Every time my mother has a headache, she just kisses you and the pain will go away."

"Will it really not hurt?" The little boy was full of tears and doubts.

"Of course!" The little girl said confidently, and then, as if she wanted to prove something, she immediately leaned over and gave the little boy a "duh" on the face, and said seriously, "It doesn't hurt now, does it?"

The expression on the little boy's face became even more aggrieved: "It still hurts!"

"You liar!" The little girl stood up angrily and said, stomping on her little leather shoes. "Liar! I won't play with you anymore!" After speaking, he turned and ran away.

"It doesn't hurt anymore!" The little boy was anxious, and quickly stood up and chased after him, shouting loudly. "Xiaoqing, I don't feel pain anymore, Xiaoqing!"

"Xiaoqing..."

I was woken up suddenly by that "Xiaoqing". The moment I opened my eyes, the tender voice of the little girl seemed to be still echoing in my ears.

"It's annoying, the nails are growing again, cut them off for me!"

"This piano is not good, I want the drunk brother's!"

"I can't walk anymore, hug me drunk brother!"

……

I was in a trance for a while, and found that it was a dream, but it was so clear, as if I saw it with my own eyes.

Drunk brother?Is it Xiao Zui?Is that little girl me?Is that dream a childhood scene buried deep in my heart? ——
Routine canvassing:

Dou Dou mm's "Traveling into a Little Stepmother" is currently struggling between No.5 and No.6 in the PK list. It is said that it is the distance between heaven and hell.Gentle and kind beauties, if you still have tickets in your hands, just throw her two tickets and let her go to heaven for a stroll, it's so pitiful.

Next, there are "I Am a Disaster" (ISBN 146242) by Meizi MM and "The Fault is You and I Are Men" (ISBN: 148742) by Liu SeMM. If you can still see the past, just vote for a few PP~~~
Sigh, seeing them working so hard, thinking of my scrapped 2 cents, I am truly a sinner through the ages~~~Sad ING~~~
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