"..."

The young man opened his mouth.

"that……"

It took a long time for the boy to spit out two syllables.

…

Xiao Xiao's expression did not change at all.

He is holding cocoa.

She calmly waited for the young man to talk.

…

The young man felt relaxed in his heart.

He took a big sip of the cocoa.

The smooth and fragrant cocoa slid into his mouth.

A comfortable warmth spread throughout his limbs.

…

The young man took a deep breath.

"Big brother."

"...are you free next?"

…

Xiao Xiao smiled.

"have."

…

The young man couldn't help but smile.

Yeah?

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

…

The young man looked out the window.

Because of the rain, the light outside the window was not bright.

Somewhat gloomy.

The rain hit the window glass, leaving water stains.

…

The interior is very bright.

If you don't look out the window, it almost feels like the weather is sunny outside the window.

…

"...I encountered something unpleasant..."

The boy's voice was very low.

As if talking to himself.

There is a hint of hoarseness.

…

"I came across..."

Mother……

The young man touched his throat.

He found that he couldn't pronounce the name.

…

He now lives with his grandparents.

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

It's not because something happened to his parents, so he can only depend on the old man.

just because of……

They don't want him.

…

To be honest…

To admit it...

It's really difficult.

As if he had admitted this, all his persistence, all his self-esteem, all his whitewashing... were all like glass falling to the ground...

It shattered violently.

The sharp and piercing sound opened deep wounds in his heart.

There was blood flowing out from the wound.

…

The reason they don't want him is simple.

He is not the fruit of their love.

It is an obstacle to their pursuit of freedom and happiness.

…

In his memory, he had never felt the so-called...family warmth for even one day.

Maybe when he was younger.

But he has forgotten.

For as long as he could remember... as far back as he could remember...

He is the one who is ignored... a dispensable existence.

…

The quarrels, cold wars, accusations between those two people...

It has nothing to do with him.

He wanted to get close...

He tried hard...

But he was always repelled by their indifferent expressions.

They didn't look at him like they were looking at their own children.

It's more like looking at an out-of-time...stranger.

…

They finally divorced when he entered junior high school.

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

His eyes were shining.

He is very cold.

He wanted to ask them...

They are all gone...

What should he do?

But he couldn't ask.

because……

He couldn't be more clear...

No matter how carefully he searches...

He is not in their eyes.

…

Finally, his grandparents took him in.

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

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

As the only grandson, he is loved by his grandparents.

…

He was hurt by this fact.

His grandparents did not take him in because he was who he was.
To be continued...