My Adorable Sweetheart

In the 1980s, a street town in the United States.

"Hoo - ha - Hoo - ha -"

a little boy of about one meter was running breathlessly with four or five apples in his arms. Behind him, a group of fierce dogs were barking and chasing.

All of a sudden, the little boy tripped over the stone on the ground and fell. Instead of immediately getting up and running, he touched the nearest one among the apples that fell outside, bit it with a few bites, and gobbled it down.

The big dogs came after him. A dog bit his arm and a dog bit his leg. He cried out in pain.

"Dead boy, dare to steal our things, don't want to live, do you?"

The pursuer directly kicked the little boy in the stomach, and all the apples he swallowed were spit out. A group of people around the little boy beat him to death.

In the evening, the little boy dragged his wounded body back. One eye of him looked at the double shadow, the other eye had a split corner, and a wound was bleeding, which made his vision blurred. He limped, walked, stopped and wiped several times before he could barely see the East and West in front of him.

At the edge of the village, there was a simple hut, but when the boy saw it, he immediately grinned with a bloody mouth: "Mom..."

When the door of the hut was opened, there was no one in the house and everything was neatly placed. Although the hut was simple, it was clean, tidy and warm. The boy was a little relieved that the terrible drunk dad didn't come back, otherwise the house would have been smashed.

The boy grinned and looked around with big green eyes. He took out an apple from his arms like a baby, but immediately frowned.

Half of the red apple is crushed, and it is abnormally sunken, leaving sticky apple juice.

The little boy was a little sad, but he was very happy to smell the sweet apple juice. He put out his tongue and licked the juice from the crushed part. He couldn't help feeling: no wonder my mother wanted to eat apple, because Apple is really the sweetest thing in the world!

Then the beating is worth it! So mom won't leave!

The little boy jumped out of the chair, washed the apple in the water, placed it in the middle of the table and watched it intently. The more he looked, the happier he was. When he was greedy, he could not help but lick the juice from the hole. She thought of the fierce quarrel and fight between her mother and father last night and sighed softly.

Father used to be a good father when he didn't drink and lose money. He would make swings for him and take him to buy delicious candy in the town. He and his mother always like dad very much. Every time they see a handsome dad, they always feel that the world is really beautiful.

But later, Dad became addicted to gambling and then alcohol, and the family began to become very strange. Dad became a devil and went crazy when he drank. He and mom either quarreled or fought. Mom said that life could not continue because dad was sitting in the air. Last night, mom began to cry again, hugging him and saying that she couldn't even eat a favorite apple because the family couldn't even buy one There was no money for bread - even for the worst bread, she said she was tired and wanted to leave the house.

The mother's cry left a huge fear in the boy's childish heart. He decided to get his mother the apple she wanted anyway. But the big apple on the street is so expensive, what should he buy? So he slipped into an orchard.

The boy is relatively young. Although he knows the concept of "stealing" and knows that apples sold in the market can't be taken casually, he doesn't know that picking fruit from a tree is also called stealing.

So when he picked a few apples and was chased by dogs and beaten by people, he always naively thought that others were robbing him, but fortunately, he kept an apple for his mother.

The boy looked at the apple and showed a sweet smile. He fancied that his mother would be happy to see the apple when she came back. He fancied that his mother would hold her and rub his cheek intimately But what he was waiting for was the return of his drunken father and the chaotic life.

Mom didn't go home at night.

Apple from the bright red color began to become dim, the hole began to rot, day by day expand, more and more bad, but the mother never came back, even if the boy did not eat all day, also not willing to move the apple, he will be anxious to dig out the rotten part, but found that, not only can not stop the deterioration of the apple, but let it more and more unbearable .

Until the end, the apple completely rotted, sweet taste into a sour smell.

Mother should never come back. Maybe she doesn't love her only son that much.

It's like this rotten apple, never going back to the best moment.

If, even the most favorite and dearest mother will betray him and abandon him, who else in the world is good to him?

The little child doesn't know so much. He often hates himself. He thinks that his mother will leave because he is not good enough. But he also thinks that his mother has failed to live up to all his expectations. The woman's face has been blurred and her gentle voice has been forgotten. But the boy remembers the despair when he was waiting for her at the apple.It was a kind of despair mixed with the sweet smell of apple

"A little fruit for you, sir." The door was gently pushed open. Selena took a fruit tray and saw Nangong Ming squinting on the couch with a blanket on his leg. She immediately realized that he might be resting and wanted to quit. Nangong Ming said directly, "put it here."

"Yes."

Selena delivers the fruit plate. Nangong Ming props up a little and sees Mi Xiaobai playing on the beach with Xiaojin and Xiaoyu through the window.

The thin little fish sits on the ground and gnaws at the apple. Xiaojin happily chases his mother and screams and laughs. Mi Xiaobai runs a few steps and squats down. Xiaojin immediately jumps on his mother's arms happily. Nangong Ming finds that MI Xiaobai also holds an apple in his hand.

He tilted his head and murmured as if to himself: "what they eat Is it an apple? "

"Well?" Selena was stunned. She looked out of the window and said, "it's apple. Miss Mi came to the kitchen just now and asked for it. She said it's for children to grind their teeth."

"Molars?"

"Well, when children grow teeth, they have to take something slightly hard to grind their teeth, or they will feel itchy."

Nangongming doesn't speak. He looks out of the window in silence. Xiaojin finally grabs the apple from his mother. The two children hold their mother and laugh, carefree.

It is clear that this woman is indifferent to people every time. Why is she so happy in front of her children? She is a hostage. Why doesn't she abandon her children to find a free life like her mother?

Nangongming thought for a long time and whispered, "Selena, give me an apple."

"Yes?" Serena thought she was listening, "don't you like the taste of apples, sir?"

"Maybe from now on, we can try to accept it."