"Which way are you going?" he asked her, tilting his head, expecting her answer.
He and she were 8 years old that year. After the first day of school in the first grade of elementary school, the children all ran out of school happily.
That primary school gathered children from several villages. After school, many children from the same village walked home together.
Wu Yaohua and I live in the same village. There are very few people our age in our village. There are about 10 people in other villages, unlike our village where there are only two of us.
Naturally, he wanted to go with me.
After the two people walked for a short distance together, they encountered a fork in the road.
two routes,
Although you can go home either way, you need to choose one.
"I'll take this one." Without much hesitation, I chose one.
The boy behind him trotted to catch up: "Hey, I'll take this route too."
"Then I won't take this route."
I saw him running over, so I changed the direction again,
I don't know why, but I hated him for no reason that day.
He followed me again, and then I changed another route. Finally, with my insistence, he finally chose another route and left in despair.
I am the only person of his age in our village, so he likes to play with me, and I can only play with him sometimes when I am bored.
We always play marbles, stickers, and skipping rope with Shu Wan who is younger than us at the back of my house.
His grades have never been good.
My grades are pretty good,
There are older boys in the village, but they are all fun-loving scoundrels. His mother always advises him to stay away from them and to play with me.
But ever since a beautiful little girl transferred to our class in the second grade, I no longer wanted to play with her.
He sometimes comes to my house to play with me, but I always go to that little girl’s house to play with her.
He could only return in despair.
Time flies by and I grow up in no time. I go to college in the city and come home every holiday. He may have known the pattern. Every time during the holidays, he walks around in front of my house, pretending that he doesn’t mean it. the appearance of
But I always check on the second floor first to see if he is at the door of my house.
If it were, I would hide at home and not go out.
When I returned home before graduating from college, her mother passed by my house and joked with me: "My son said you went to school in Nanling, and he also went to Nanling to make a career."
I didn't know, and I later explained my doubts. No wonder I couldn't see him at home.
During my internship in the hospital, I always wandered around the city with my best friend, measuring the world with my feet.
When passing by a store, I saw a store that made me think: "Sendo Sushi."
Isn't this the shop where his mother told me about where he worked?
My friend was about to move forward, but I stopped him again.
I stopped and searched with my eyes, and soon I saw the familiar back figure who was busy.
When he turned around, I said hello. I saw the light in his eyes, the surprise, and even his hands shaking slightly with excitement.
"Why are you here? How do you know I'm here?" he asked excitedly.
"I heard what your mother said. I happened to pass by and wanted to say hello to you."
"Here, you choose some sushi and I'll treat you to it."
"no, I'm fine."
"You're welcome. Come and choose."
He gestured for me to come over and put the sushi box in my hand.
I could tell that it was not easy for him, and he didn't earn much, so I took 6 tokens and gave the box to him.
"enough?"
"Um."
He handed the sushi to another female salesperson. The salesperson glanced at us, probably thinking why she had the nerve to buy it when there were only 6 pieces.
Because he was an employee, he got a 40% discount.
I saw a bit of disdain in the female salesperson's eyes, and especially felt that he was already an ordinary migrant worker, and I was still a student who didn't know the sufferings of the world.
Later, I heard from my mother that he returned to his hometown to work. He probably couldn't survive in the city center. After all, he had to bear the high rent and living costs.
He will still hang out in front of my house during holidays.
But after I joined the work and made friends, I felt a lot of helplessness. I couldn’t always go back to the festival.
My dad thought he might be lonely, so he teased his mother: "Hurry up and find a girlfriend for your son, otherwise he will always come to my door and look a little pitiful."
