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Loving you is like loving life.
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My name is Xia Wan, and my father entrusted me to Yu Sheng's mother before he passed away. They seemed to have a good relationship, so Yu Sheng's mother was willing to take me in. Yu Sheng's mother often says to Yu Sheng, "You are the big brother, you must always protect your little sister, you know?"
"Do not let her get hurt, if someone bullies my sister, I must stand up for her, we cannot be cowardly..."
Six-year-old Yu Sheng nodded in innocence, carefully observing me, and then obediently helped his mother tidy up the dishes.
Yu Sheng has very few toys, he seems to have little interest in the toys that boys like, and patiently plays with me instead."
When playing house, I would play the knight and he would obediently play the evil dragon, allowing me to swing my sword and he would fall to the ground in response. "Finally, the brave knight rescued the princess trapped in the tower and they lived happily ever after!" I raised the sword triumphantly. "What about the evil dragon?"
"Rubbish, of course he was killed by the brave knight." I looked down at Yu Sheng, holding the sword as if he were the only one in the world. "You loser, get down, get down!" "Okay," Yu Sheng obediently lay down on the ground, making a painful expression. "Ah, I'm dead..."
He doesn't act at all like himself, I have to laugh at him every time.
Later, we both entered elementary school one after the other. Yu Sheng is two years older than me, so he has always been a "senior" student to me.
Yu Sheng happened to come to the classroom to find me, which led to me having to explain who he was.
The irrelevant words between children also came, and in just a few days, the rumor of me dating Yu Sheng spread.
So I was educated not to date early in the first grade.
Yu Sheng's mother arrived, laughing heartily as if she had been waiting for this day for a long time. She explained that Yu Sheng and I had grown up together since we were young, closer than real siblings. After the misunderstanding was cleared up, Yu Sheng's mother took us both back home.
After that, Yu Sheng waited directly in the corridor outside my classroom after school. I packed my things slowly, and sometimes he would even come over to help me pack. I found him annoying and asked him to wait for me at the school gate. I accidentally followed a classmate out of the back door and went to play at their house.
Yu Sheng was left out for two hours.
It wasn't really left out for two hours, but it definitely cooled for two hours. I guess he went back to my head teacher and then found other teachers to look for me.
As a result, he brought the teacher to my house and saw me squatting at the door.
We looked at each other, and he immediately burst into loud sobs, "Why are you here? I've been looking for you for so long, how did you get out?..." Before he could finish his sentence, he hugged me and cried. I was completely bewildered by his actions. I've known him for so long and have never seen him cry before.
"Brother Asheng, is it embarrassing to cry like a baby?"
Maybe he didn't hear me clearly, or maybe he couldn't control himself at all. He kept holding me and crying. I pretended to pat his back.
"Don't cry, don't cry. If you cry again, I won't like you anymore..."
Later, the teacher coaxed us into the house. After learning the situation from me, she instructed me to always go home with Yu Sheng in the future. Then she pointed to the already quiet Yu Sheng, "Look how worried your brother is about you." I nodded in understanding, indicating that I would definitely go home with Yu Sheng in the future. Only then did the teacher feel relieved to return to school.
During dinner, Yu Sheng's mom scolded me again. I nodded along while glancing at Yu Sheng beside me. He silently pushed around his food as if not listening. I picked up a piece of meat and put it in Yu Sheng's bowl, then whispered in his ear, "Don't worry, I won't tell Auntie about you crying."
After speaking, she made a gesture of "lean on me" while facing his gaze.
He finally smiled, with the corners of his mouth lifting up.
But I always felt that his smile was very strange.
Finally, I found a suitable adjective, which is "bitter". He is like the sun, always shining and warming me. But when he looks at me, it always feels like surviving a disaster.
The mood of surviving a disaster.
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