time finally dawns

Chapter 33 Childhood
He lowered his eyes to cover up the indifference inside, and walked upstairs without saying a word.

Yang Caifei said nonchalantly, "Uncle Ren's son sleeps in your room. I have moved your things to the attic. You can sleep there from now on."

His footsteps stopped, and the veins in his hands gradually popped out. After taking a few deep breaths, he silently walked towards the attic.

When passing by the second floor, he looked at his room. The light came through and he saw the little figure in front of the desk, lost in thought.

It wasn't until the sounds of frolicking came from downstairs that he looked away and walked towards the dark, narrow attic.

The lock on the door was rusty and the key had long been lost.

He took off the hanging lock and turned on the switch at the door, and the inside instantly lit up.

Compared with downstairs, the lights here are a little dim.

The traces left by the years have been piled here, and now his things have been added to it, making the place to stay even rarer.

He saw a lonely car model in the corner, which was a birthday gift from his father when he was seven years old.

"I asked you to pick up the children, but everyone forgot about the entertainment. What else can you do?"

"I have already told you that I can't do it today. Don't you know how to pick him up when you are at home with nothing to do every day?"

"I have an appointment to get my nails done. I can't just go in half done."

"Can you please speak a little lower and let the children hear what they think?"

In the attic, young children closed the ajar door.

He had heard such quarrels many times. The sound of breaking glass gradually came from downstairs, followed by the woman's hoarse voice, and then there was a heavy slamming of the door.

He hugged the car model, sat alone on the edge of the bed, opened the window further, and let the cold wind blow in.

Will it remind you of this?

There were their children in the attic.

At night, there was no sound downstairs, only the howling of the wind through the windows could be heard.

Occasionally there was a cough or two.

The boy huddled in the corner, his cheeks flushed with red light, and he murmured.

In a daze, he fell into a hug, squirming with all his strength, seeking some stability.

There were the sounds of many people talking around, as well as the laughter of children.

where is he?

Slowly opening his eyes, the pink bed curtain came into his sight, and he felt discomfort on the back of his hand.

Noticing his movements, the doctor turned around and smiled at him with a kind face, "Kid, are you feeling uncomfortable now?"

At this time, he was stunned, his hair was stained with sweat, his eyes were flickering, and he was so cute.

Cheng Shen pointed to the cooling patch on his forehead and said in a childish and hoarse voice, "Uncle doctor, who sent me here?"

The cold stethoscope was pressed against his chest, and the wind blew in from the door, bringing some cold air.

Later, he knew.

That night, my mother paid the fee and left.

He looked so out of place here alone.

Through the thin curtain, he could clearly hear the movement next to him.

The voice sounded like a soft girl, "Mommy, I'm just strained, don't be so nervous."

The woman reproached gently, and you could vaguely see her caressing the girl's forehead, "I told girls not to learn fighting, but your dad didn't listen. I guess you don't know where to cry now."

After a while, the voices of a family of three came from nearby, talking and laughing.

Cheng Shen was lying on the hospital bed, his lowered eyelashes leaving a shadow.

Such beauty is something he can only hope for in his life.

It made him envious and jealous.Late at night, most of the children in the same ward were already asleep, but he didn't feel tired at all.

"Hey, are you asleep?"

He heard the soft voice next door and slowly opened his eyes, his dark pupils looking at the curtain next to him.

Then, probably not feeling his response, a small hand lifted the curtain, and misty eyes crashed into his.

Under the dim light, her shoulder-length hair was spread loosely, and her face was full of childishness. It was obvious that she didn't know that she would meet a pair of dark eyes, and she was a little frightened at this time.

She picked up the thermos box on the table next to the bed and handed it over carefully, "You haven't had dinner yet. I'll give you these little wontons."

Cheng Shen didn't pick it up. The teacher said you shouldn't ask for things from strangers.

Remembering their previous conversation, his eyes fell on her legs.

With the bandage tied high up on the quilt, he thought it must be uncomfortable to stay in this position.

The little girl's arms shook slightly, obviously unable to hold it.

At this time, a pair of white hands took it, with a slight blush on his face. He didn't know if the symptoms had not recovered yet, so he felt a little uncomfortable, "Thank you."

When I opened the box, the aroma filled the air, and there was a growling sound in my stomach.

The wontons are served hot.

A numb feeling penetrated into his heart, and the feather tickled his heart, which made him feel strange.

That year, he was nine years old.

He didn't even have time to ask her if the bandage hurt, and he didn't even know her name.

Putting the model back in place, Cheng Shen had grown a lot over the years, and the small bed in the attic could no longer accommodate him.

He curled up and coughed from time to time.

In the early morning, the first ray of sunlight fell, shining on his face, covering it with a layer of soft light.

"Get up, let's have breakfast together." Ren Xian brought the last plate of omelettes to the table and saw Cheng Shen on the stairs.

"Feifan, call me brother."

The boy on the table didn't look back, still chewing the bread in his mouth. Yang Caifei opposite smiled and put the peeled eggs into his bowl.

Cheng Shen's eyes were stunned for a long time, and then he continued to walk towards the door, "No, I don't have the habit of eating breakfast."

The moment he closed the door, his movements were slightly slower than usual.

He didn't know what he was expecting.

I came to school as usual, and all I could think about was the scene in the morning.

A sandwich is waiting for its owner in the table pocket.

Knowing that he comes to the classroom at this time can make the sandwich the same temperature.There is only one person who can do this.

His heart was surrounded by countless warmth, and that person had broken into his heart unknowingly.

The sky was cold, the raindrops gradually fell, and the ground quickly became wet.

In a house, a man was wearing a pure red sweater, holding a small dried fish in his hand, eating and playing with the cat.

When it was about to be brought to the cat's mouth, he swallowed it in one gulp. After repeating it several times, the cat began to shake its tail.

The cat's deep eyes flickered, and he jumped up and snatched the dried fish from the man's hand.

From behind, there was a sneer, "You did this to my cat when I wasn't here."

Cheng Shen squatted half-crouched and spread his palms on the ground. Soon, he picked up the cat and stroked it gently.

Having lost his 'playmate', Fu Yu disapprovingly sat on the sofa, crossed his slender legs, and began to eat the dried fish in his hand.

"Take your ancestor away quickly, you don't know, it almost destroyed half of my family."

(End of this chapter)