What's going on here?

But Xiao Xiao saw that the young man seemed to be thinking about something, so he did not disturb the young man.

He doesn't understand...

Why do so many people like to hit their heads when they can’t remember something?

Do you think your head is a television?

Can it get better with just a tap on the signal?

…

Xiao Xiao lowered his eyes.

Comb the hair on the head of the little white fox one by one.

…

"ah!"

The young man let out a low cry.

He remembered!

"...How could I forget..."

The young man murmured.

It seems incredible.

…

"Did you remember anything?"

Xiao Xiao raised his eyes and looked at the young man.

The tone is calm.

It seemed like it was just a casual question.

The boy can answer or not answer.

…

"……Um."

The young man pursed his lips.

Then responded.

The expression on Xiao Xiao's face was the most complicated since he had seen the boy several times.

…

"I remembered..."

The young man spoke very slowly, as if he was still sorting out the memory that had been forgotten for a long time and was finally remembered again today.

"I……"

The young man suddenly smiled at Xiao Xiao.

"Big brother."

"Actually, I'm not that..."

The young man paused.

He frowned and thought hard.

Then he said one word uncertainly, "Poor?"

…

"You are not pitiful."

Xiao Xiao looked at the young man.

There was a gentle smile between his eyebrows.

"You have grandparents."

The young man is not alone.

As long as someone is with him, the young man will not be pitiful.

…

The young man blinked.

A smile slowly appeared on his face.

"Um."

He didn't want to let himself think too much.

His grandparents were very kind to him.

This is what he felt personally.

After those two people abandoned him, his grandparents gave him a home.

He had already made up his mind that he would be good to his grandparents.

…

and……

The corners of the young man's mouth curved upward.

"I remembered..."

"Except for grandparents..."

"There are also people who are kind to me..."

He told his elder brother what he needed to say and what he was embarrassed to say.

Facing his elder brother, the young man has a lot less worries.

It can be said that I started to speak freely.

…

"It was when I was in elementary school..."

The young man said with some urgency.

It was as if he wanted to restore his pitiful image in his previous narrative.

He is not that miserable.

At least he didn't want to think that he was that miserable.

I don’t want others to think so.

He also has his lucky moments.

He is also lucky enough to meet kind-hearted people.

Just like the big brother in front of me.

…

"...She is a very beautiful and gentle big sister..."

The young man looked bright.

His eyes were a little dazed.

He fell into the memory of that time.

…

"...That day I sat alone on the swing...crying."

The young man pursed his lips.

Eyes drooping.

A bit embarrassed.

"I'm the only one in the clearing."

"Everyone has gone back to eat."

"I dare not go home."

"I failed that exam."

"The test papers require parents' signature."

"I'm scared."
To be continued...