"no."

The boy shook his head.

…..

really.

but……

"Do you have any friends outside of school?"

Grandma was surprised.

"how did you guys meet?"

She knows her grandson's temperament.

Very introverted and shy.

Therefore, it was hard for her to imagine that this child had made friends outside his class, or even outside the school.

…

"There was a spring outing in elementary school."

Thinking of that spring outing, the little boy couldn't help but smile.

That was one of the few happy memories he had.

…

"oh."

Grandma nodded.

Then there was a bit of regret on his face.

"But there is nothing we can do."

"You don't even have anyone's contact information..."

…

The little boy slowly pursed his lips.

yes.

no solution anymore……

…

"fine."

Grandma comforts her grandson.

"If you are destined, we will meet again later."

…

"Really?"

The little boy's voice was so soft that he almost whispered to himself.

But the amazing thing is that grandma heard it.

Grandma nodded.

"of course it's true."

"When did you miss what grandma said?"

"Don't be too sorry."

"Just let nature take its course."

…

"……Um."

The little boy nodded slightly.

It's not that he really believes that he will meet the mushroom-headed boy again in the future.

The torturous experience during this period made him very uncertain.

But there was no need for him to contradict grandma.

What did grandma say?

What should he do?

…

"alright."

Grandma smiled.

"Hurry up and finish your homework and take a rest."

"I have to get up early to go to school tomorrow."

…

"Um."

The little boy nodded.

…

After grandma left, the little boy was stunned for a long time.

At this point, he had to accept the fact...

He will probably...never see his eldest sister or the mushroom-headed boy again.

He was actually confused.

The little boy pursed his lips hard.

He doesn't understand...

Obviously everything was fine the last time we met.

The same goes for parting.

He thought it would end just like countless previous meetings...

It's natural that they can meet next time.

But no.

The little boy reached out and knocked on his head.

He lowered his eyes and saw the homework book spread out on the table.

His heart skipped a beat.

…

The little boy barely suppressed the complicated thoughts in his heart.

The most important thing for him now is to finish his homework.

He didn't want his grandpa or grandma to find that the light in his room was still on when they got up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom.

…

That night, the little boy had a dream.

When he woke up the next day, he sat on the bed feeling lost.

In fact, he couldn't remember exactly what he dreamed about.

He just remembers...

He met the eldest sister...and the mushroom-headed boy...

…

They are the same as usual.

He is sitting on the swing.

The eldest sister is sitting on the swing next to her.

He tilted his head and looked at him.

A gentle smile on his face.

But when he finished speaking and turned around, he found that his eldest sister was gone.

Only the empty swing was left.

…
To be continued...