“…”

The boy opened his mouth.

"that……"

After a long time, the boy spitted out two syllables.

...

Xiao Xiao's expression did not change at all.

He held the cocoa.

Waiting peacefully for the boy's confision.

...

The boy felt relaxed.

He took a big sip of cocoa.

The soft and fragrant cocoa slipped into his mouth.

The comfortable warmth spreads across his limbs.

...

The boy took a deep breath.

"Big brother."

“…Are you free next?”

...

Xiao Xiao smiled.

"have."

...

The boy couldn't help but smile.

Yeah?

"It's a somewhat boring story..."

...

The boy looked out the window.

Because of rainy days, the light outside the window is not bright.

A little dull.

The rain hit the window glass, leaving behind water stains.

...

The interior is very bright.

If you don’t look outside the window, you will almost make you feel that it is also a sunny and beautiful weather outside the window at this time.

...

“…I encountered something unhappy…”

The boy's voice was very low.

It's like talking to yourself.

There was a hint of hoarseness.

...

"I ran into..."

Mother……

The boy touched his throat.

He found that he could not call this title.

...

He lives with his grandparents now.

It’s not because his parents are busy with work and have no time to take care of him.

It was not because of his parents that something happened to him, that he could only rely on the elderly for life.

Just because...

They don't want him.

...

Honestly...

To admit this...

It's really difficult.

It seemed to admit this, all his persistence, all his self-esteem, all his whitewashing... were like glass that fell to the ground...

Broken and vigorously.

The sharp and harsh sound cut deep wounds in his heart.

Blood flowed out of the wound.

...

The reason they don't want him is simple.

He is not the crystallization of their love.

It is the obstacle to their pursuit of their own freedom and happiness.

...

In his memory, he had never felt the warmth of the so-called... family of a day.

Maybe he did it when he was younger.

But he had forgotten.

From what he can remember... from the farthest memory he can trace back...

He is the...dispensable existence that is ignored.

...

The two people's quarrel, cold war, accusations...

It has nothing to do with him.

He wanted to get close to...

He tried to work hard...

But they are always repelled by their cold expressions.

They looked at him, not like they were looking at their own children.

It seems like looking at an inappropriate... stranger.

...

They finally divorced the year he entered junior high school.

He had never seen such a relaxed and happy expression on their faces.

There was a light in his eyes.

He is very cold.

He wanted to ask them...

They all left...

What should he do?

But he couldn't ask.

because……

He knew very well...

Even if he searches carefully...

They don't have him in their eyes.

...

In the end, grandparents took him in.

Even later he learned that his grandparents adopted him because he was their grandson.

Especially a year later, the man who had a new family had a daughter.

As his only grandson, he was loved by his grandparents.

...

He was injured by this fact.

Grandpa and grandma took him in because he was him.
To be continued...