Hunter and Hussar

Chapter 52 Am I Happy?

"By the way, when the police took us away, why did you ask them to handcuff you? You obviously did nothing wrong..."

"I am legally blind. I was afraid that the police would handcuff you. Of course I knew I had done nothing wrong, but then you fought with that man to protect me. I was afraid that the police would think you were fighting and take you away. So, I wanted to divert their attention."

There are much fewer people on the street than in the afternoon, perhaps because we are walking on the ground instead of underground.Spring has not arrived in time, and the cold wind is still entrenched on the high-rise buildings in the city center, slowly blowing through the earth.It's cold, and I have to go a little further to get to the place where my parents parked.Seeing their swaying backs in front of me made me feel much safer.

"You know? On the way there, I really wondered if the two of us would spend the night in the classroom. If we really 'went in', I didn't know how to explain it to my parents, and I didn't know if I would be rejected. Expelled from school. Very scared." He put his head on my arm.

"How could the school be willing to expel you?" I hugged him, "Teacher Huang was the first to refuse."

"I'm worried about you. The police said they were going to adjust the video, so I knew I'd be fine, just wait for the results. I'm afraid you'll be taken away, understand?" He shook off the phone I put on his shoulder. Hand, looking at me with a serious face, "If anything happens to you, I won't be able to bear it."

His eyes are red.I hugged him in the cold wind, together with the plastic bag behind his back.There was a Pichu, two Pikachu, and a Raichu.We subdued them in the game hall, and only spent 30 yuan, [-] game coins.Then they saw what we went through.

It would be great if they were alive, so that no one would bully us—they would shock anyone who dared to touch us.Not necessarily, if they are alive, they will be very disappointed if they feel the hostility that is pressing on us today.

I deliberately bought a plastic backpack for five yuan, because I saw a child carrying it, and there were at least a dozen dolls in the bag, almost hanging to the ground.Although our gains are far inferior to those of others, there is always a sense of ceremony, not to mention in terms of efficiency, we might even dominate the entire game hall with customization.So Mi Le volunteered to carry Huang Chengcheng's them on his back.Satisfied, I went to the entrance of the game hall and sat down. The dance machine was there, and the sound was quite loud, but there were only chairs at the entrance. The two of us didn't want to "divide the spoils" in the cold wind outside.An older sister was dancing, her movements were stretched and full of passion, and the score on the electronic screen was slowly rising, but it was the Pikachus that attracted the two of us more.

We didn't assign the dolls well, and it took a while to argue over who was stronger, Pikachu or Raichu, without coming to a definitive conclusion.Xianxian knows Pokémon better than us, but unfortunately he is not here.The final decision is to find a place to have a good meal, eat warmly, and then think about who I want to take away.Mi Le put the four electric mice on his back again, and we were about to go out when a group of people rushed in from the door. We retreated to the dancing machine while we were dodging.This process is so normal, so normal that no one would think of what will happen immediately.After those people passed by, I was about to leave with Mi Le, but a deep voice came from behind me:

"what are you doing?"

The sound is not very loud, but it feels like it is suppressing some emotion.I looked back, and the dancing sister grabbed Mi Le.I don't know what she can do with him.

"Ah, sister, I just ran into you, I'm sorry."

"If I didn't say anything, you ran away, right? Was it just a bump?" The way the sister looked at Mi Le made me a little scared. Mi Le's apology didn't seem to dispel her dissatisfaction, or anger.

"That... I'm sorry, I was patronizing the people who hid in, and I didn't pay attention to what was behind me." Mi Le lowered his head, his attitude was very sincere, and even people who had never met before would not know how to listen to that well-behaved appearance. Compete with him.

"Pretend less! Let me ask you, where did you touch me?" Her voice instantly lost control. Even though the music and games were loud, some people in the store were still surprised by this question.They hurriedly turned their heads and continued to do their own things, while Mi Le and I looked at each other, completely unaware of what happened.

"I...should be the backpack? Is it the Pikachu in the backpack that rubbed against you? I'm sorry, sister, I..." Mi Le was explaining, the sister sneered, saying that she can't lie at a young age, dare to do it I still dare not be.I walked over and asked her what was going on.But she ignored me and grabbed Mi Le's arm tightly.Two store clerks in yellow overalls came to inquire, and she finally announced the fact that she had been sexually harassed.

At that time, Mi Le and I didn't really understand that the term "sexual harassment" meant "harassing others with frivolous and indecent language or actions, mostly referring to men against women".In the psychology class, the teacher mentioned this word a few times, but it passed away amidst a burst of laughter.At the moment when it was nearly night, my first reaction was only three words: impossible.It's not because Mi Le is a student from a prestigious school, with excellent character and learning, and is loved by teachers and classmates.Just because he's my friend, my best friend.

Mi Le tried to explain to the clerk, saying that he didn't. He ran into that sister when he was backing up, and he didn't do anything else.However, the elder sister's face turned ugly, and she couldn't believe the kid's nonsense to the shop assistants.I also want to defend Mi Le, saying that he has very good grades and is a very good person, so it is impossible to do such a thing.It's really stupid, but I don't know what to say. For children of our age, "good grades" is the greatest affirmation at school and at home.But this is useless in society, as that sister said to me immediately, good grades are nothing, and rapists still look at their academic qualifications?
"Rapist" is too harsh a word, especially when someone is calling my friend by it.Mi Le's face showed an uncomfortable and collapsed paleness.He was still talking, but the sister grabbed him and swiped her phone, ignoring him at all.The two clerks also seemed overwhelmed.

A 20-year-old sister was holding a child who looked like a primary school student next to the dance machine. The child desperately wanted to apologize and explain, and his voice was drowned out by the loud and chaotic music.My back is so hot, a strange and strong feeling is rushing up from my internal organs, rushing towards the brain.Like a stream of blood, about to spurt out.

"Let go of him." I said to the older sister.She looked at me like an alien, and said, can the rapist be released as soon as he says it?I said, he is not a rapist, it cannot be, you are not allowed to say that about him.She said, oh, you two are on the same team.I said, let go, I'll count to three.She said, come here if you have the ability.

If I think of anything, I think of the scene of Xianxian being shoveled into the air.I lost control that day and rushed to overturn the tackler before the referee showed a red card.Xian Xian was not injured, I may still have some restraint, otherwise I would want to kill that guy who shoveled people like a logger.

But I think I'm still in control of my emotions.I just wanted to move the elder sister's hand holding Mi Le's arm away.She refused to let go, I tried harder, and she cried out.The two clerks wanted to persuade, but they stretched out their hands clumsily, and only half a word came out of their mouths.In the end I separated them.Then he hugged Mi Le, who was obviously very scared, and stuck to me, telling me that he didn't touch that sister.I stroked his hairy head and said it's okay, it's okay, it's fine.I looked into the cold eyes of that sister.There was no escape, neither from the two of us nor from my gaze.After that sister glanced at me, she took out her phone again and tapped a few times.The air in the game hall was freezing, and my teeth were chattering uncontrollably. Before I had time to think about what to say, how to solve this problem, the door behind me creaked open.I turned around subconsciously, and a man wearing glasses walked in, and I knew that I was not in a good mood at a glance.

He walked up to the older sister and asked which one it was.short, she said.

I must have had a premonition and tried hard to cover Mi Le behind my back, just like meeting an owl in the locker room that time.That time he took the initiative to hide behind me, but not this time.He stood up straight, right next to me, and I knew he was scared, but at this moment he was ready for anything.It was such a brave choice that I was even more convinced that he had done nothing wrong.

The man came.He was dressed very elegantly, with a long trench coat and thin-rimmed glasses.Maybe make sense.Am I too nervous?What should I call him if he asks me what's the matter?I have to say "brother", it's more polite...

Snapped.

The sound was crisp and dull, and the moment it rang, I suspected that what I heard was a tremor thousands of miles away that had nothing to do with us.Without saying anything, he slapped Mi Le hard on the face with a round slap.This action was so fast and sudden, in the flickering lights of the game hall, I even doubted for a moment whether this scene was real or not.And Mi Le didn't say anything, didn't cry out for pain, just covered half of his face.Before my brain had time to react, I heard the sound of slap again, which was deeper than before.Probably because Mi Le lowered his head and covered his face, part of his slap got stuck on his hair.

I don't know if I'm out of control.should not.Although the reflex of the body was ahead of my brain, I still knew that I wanted to prevent him from touching Mi Le again, and try to keep them as far away as possible.After being pushed away by me, the man's reaction was more intense than mine. Maybe he found that someone raised objections in this unquestionable justice judgment, or maybe it was me, a 13-year-old child, who blocked his slap with his arm and let him His adult self-esteem was shattered.His target became me, and I received a few punches, which landed on the head and shoulders, and the sound was as quiet as someone kicking a full bucket with his foot.I was inexplicably excited when I was beaten, as if something hidden in my body had been knocked out by his fist. The more he beat me and scolded me, the more I became sober, sober enough to know with absolute certainty what I was going to do and what I wanted to do.

To be honest, his level of beating is really bad, his strength is not enough, his physical strength can't keep up, and he can't use his feet. He is really inferior to my brother.After a while, he was tired, but it didn't hurt me so much that I couldn't move.He was panting and punched me, as if he was not in front of his partner (it should be this kind of relationship) and knocked me down crying, which made him angry as a man.And this time I grabbed his arms, both.The four arms are twisted and raised against each other in the air, like two crabs showing their pincers.This kind of arm twisting without technical content is really ugly, and I can imagine what kind of eyes everyone is looking at us.We must have been grinning and glaring, like two panting, red-faced roosters or monkeys.It's so embarrassing.If anyone thinks that fighting is chic and handsome, I will definitely think that this person is either mentally retarded or insane.

You are a fucking waste, that sister's voice awakened the man's memory of the fight.He finally remembered to get on his legs, and he didn't show mercy at all.I thought he really didn't know how to use his feet. This lesson was too painful-he kicked my crotch, and I was unprepared, and the result was that I collapsed on the ground.Mi Le was still on the sidelines in a daze before, but when I fell down, he immediately jumped on me and covered me with his back.I felt him tremble up and down. He must have been kicked on the back or buttocks.Then I heard someone come up to persuade me, saying that it's enough, it's fine.Finally someone came around.The man is not forgiving, saying that the two of us are raised but not taught, and that if our parents don't teach us how to be human, society will teach us.Maybe his name is Society?
I seem to really hear someone applauding him.

However, the process of letting me obediently fall to the ground to "receive education" was a bit long, much longer than I imagined.

The man held his head high like a conqueror, walked up to us protecting the older sister, cast a long shadow on us, and asked us sharply which school we belonged to, who the parents were and who the teacher was, and gave us all the mobile phone numbers.Miller just answered in a low voice that we are students in No. [-] Middle School.The elder sister snorted, looked around, and said to everyone, look, I still want to show off the school for this sake.

They continued to ask for the contact information of our teachers and parents.No one said anything, the sister continued to scold me, and I lay on my stomach panting, trying my best to recover from the pain.But her words were so vulgar that I was so angry that my internal organs panicked.I never thought that there are so many swear words in the world, and after greeting all your family members indiscriminately, they can focus on you and carry out blasting.In the past, I once said a bad word at the dinner table, and before I finished speaking, my father tapped my mouth twice with the bottom of the chopsticks.I was only in the fourth grade at that time, and I cried on the spot in pain.Xianxian handed me a napkin, and my father told him to leave me alone.My mother didn't turn to me either, telling him not to imitate your brother.After that, I had an awkward fight with Xianxian for three days - I didn't dare to argue with my parents, for fear of being beaten.As soon as he wanted to find me, I told him not to talk to your brother, he would lead you into trouble.Since then, I've frown at every swear word, except on the court.When exercising vigorously, people always have to vent and release a little bit. As long as they are not against people, those words are not malicious.After scoring a goal or missing a good opportunity, even children like Mu Zheng and Mingming who are usually very polite can't hold back their words.The coach acquiesces in our occasional swearing on the court, but she will definitely not allow it off the court.

If I were as tall as Mingming, or as strong as Mu Zheng, that man might not dare to punch and kick us.And now he stands tall in front of us with the attitude of a victor, like a stalwart sculpture.His trophy was that sister's power to use verbal violence against us. We couldn't even stand up, but fell to the ground and let her insult me.And others were also attracted by her righteous words, yes, we gradually began to become brats, perverts and future rapists.The clerks are preventing the onlookers from approaching us, maybe they want to protect us.I have no idea.I suddenly had the feeling that someone would throw stones or rotten vegetable leaves.

"I'm better." In fact, it's not much better, Mi Le can probably hear it from my weak tone.It's just that it doesn't hurt that much.He nodded at me, and I saw clearly that he was already crying.He stood up to defend himself, saying that he was not sexually harassed, but he was crying while talking, unable to complete a sentence, and was interrupted by the sister's scolding.Perhaps we were so pitiful and helpless that some of the onlookers began to speak for us.This enraged both of them even more, as if the unchangeable rule of the sun rising in the east and setting in the west had been challenged.The man suddenly grabbed Mi Le by the collar and lifted him from the ground almost in the air. The yellow Pikachus were trembling in the transparent backpack.Everyone rushed to persuade him to let him go first.I struggled to stand up straight, felt the weight of my body, and felt the force of the kick more deeply than I had initially.The man was reluctant, but Mi Le's little shoes still couldn't touch the ground.It looks to me like they're shaking.

I need one chance, and I only have one chance, I only have one bullet.Mi Le can no longer suffer any harm, and this problem must be completely resolved.In the chaotic crowd, the light on the ceiling squeezed in my eyes, it was so intense that shadows appeared on everyone's face, like a dim image in a mirror, making the Pikachus scream Nervous commotion.

I feel like the heavens are opening and fire is pouring down.My whole body tensed up, and my hand gripped the gun tightly.The trigger was cocked, and I felt the smooth handle, and at that moment, there was a deafening bang, and it all started.I shake off the sweat and the sun.I know I broke the balance of the day...where I was happy. [1]
After I staggered up, no one paid attention to me.I flung myself out, showing the soles of my shoes, and kicked straight at the supporting leg of the eager man.He fell heavily after an exclamation, and Mi Le also fell, but before that I was already lying on the ground with a contented and happy smile on my face.On the pitch, it was a nasty flying kick and I promise I'd never do that to anyone in my life.If I did, there would be no way I could escape a red card, and the additional suspension would see me sit in the stands for at least a semester, and possibly be expelled outright.More importantly, it hurts other people.I never wanted to hurt anyone.

Including this time.I just want him to put Mi Le down.

I heard shouting, it was so loud, and I barely had the strength to speak, I wanted everyone to be quiet.I'm aware of the many footsteps walking around me, and I can even foresee another dirty shoe kicking at me soon.But it's good that Mi Le is out of his control.He was tear-stained and his face was so swollen that I wanted to cry.The Pikachus, still safely on his back, moved closer to me with him.This scene is really like a war, two soldiers who are not lightly wounded are struggling to approach each other.He crawled to my side and acted as a crutch, lifting me up little by little until I could barely stand on two feet again.

"Give way, what's going on?" Two police uncles in neat uniforms walked in.Someone must have called the police, thank goodness.

"One of these two brats sexually harassed and molested my girlfriend. I just wanted to reason with their parents, but the other beat them up like a mad dog." Some embarrassed men said while patting their coats.

"No, they did it first. They kicked and beat, everyone saw it!" Mi Le pointed at his swollen face and looked at the shop assistants.They testified for us, and it was the grown-ups who moved first.

"Come with us!" One police officer waved to us, and then told the other to get the surveillance video at the entrance of the game hall.

"Ah?" Hearing this, Mi Le was stunned, and looked at me in panic.I obviously didn't understand what he meant.Then, he walked slowly and calmly to the policeman who gave the order, obediently put his two little hands together, and handed them to the policeman.

"Uncle, um... do I have to be handcuffed when I take someone back to the police station? I haven't done anything bad, but now I have to be counted as a criminal suspect? If you want to be handcuffed, follow the rules. After all, they suspect me .It has nothing to do with my classmates."

He spoke so earnestly, and his eyes were very determined, as if he was ready and you could do it at any time, so that the policeman was also stunned and did not answer.There was a moment of silence in the game hall, only the loud music was still talking.When there was no response, Mi Le seemed to remember something, turned his back, put his hands together tightly, and said that he had forgotten that people were handcuffed from behind on TV.

"What did you do so early? The police are here, and things are not that simple!" The sister snorted.I heard someone telling her to shut up.The police uncle rubbed Mi Le's head and said it was nothing, don't be afraid.He greeted us and went with him.

Only then did I feel my body relax a bit.

Me and Mi Le, and one Pichu, two Pikachu, and one Raichu, a total of six.We didn't know how long we waited at the police station, but the police uncle who brought us here first asked a female police officer to take us to get some medicine.I was scraped in a few places, Mi Le's face was swollen a bit, only the electric mice were safe.Mi Le asked where the bathroom was, and the police officer's sister pointed it out to us.He took me to go, blushing and said, you check it yourself.After speaking, he stood outside the door.I also blushed.

It doesn't hurt when I walk out of the game hall.

"is that OK."

"No."

"So fast? Have you read it carefully?"

"enough!"

The police officer sister came to see us, sent us to an empty meeting room, turned on the air conditioner, and asked us if we were hungry.We said we weren't hungry, but neither seemed to have much appetite.she left.We both slumped on our chairs, silent.Glancing at the clock, it was almost seven o'clock.I'm not in the mood to talk, and I'm not in the mood to play with my phone.

If things go like this, I'm sure there will be no good fruit to eat.Regardless, I did everything, and it was too late to regret.As long as Mi Le is fine, it's fine if my parents beat and scold me when I get home.Mi Le's complexion is much more dignified than mine, maybe he hasn't calmed down yet.I have to talk to him, but I just don't have the energy.After a while, the elder sister of the police officer came over with two paper cups and some biscuits, and told us to cushion ourselves before waiting for the results, and pointed us to the water dispenser in the meeting room.We thanked her and she patted our heads one by one and closed the door.

When the door opened again, in came the police officer who had brought us.He sat across from him, feeling a little like a sentence.Mi Le's hands were shaking, I patted his thigh under the table, and he blocked my hand away.

"The video has been checked. There is no sexual harassment at all. You are innocent." He shrugged. "The next time something like this happens, just call the police, you know?"

We obediently agreed and thanked him.

"How old are you two? Say one year old." He asked.

"I'm 12...he's thirteen." Mi Le replied.

"Yeah." He nodded and asked us to leave our names and parents' contact information.

"Um...uncle, can you not tell my parents?" Mi Le asked with his head down, not daring to look at the police officer.

"why?"

"I don't want my parents to know that I was beaten. That is, I don't want them to worry too much about me. They usually work hard enough."

"That's right, if the parents saw the surveillance video, they would feel so distressed, and then go fight those two people desperately." The police officer shook his head helplessly.Maybe he was the father too.

"However, the rules are the rules. You must contact your guardians. And if you want to claim compensation, you still have to let your parents know. After all, you have to go for an injury appraisal. Don't worry, we will handle it in accordance with the "Public Security Management Punishment Law." Both of you are under fourteen, so this behavior is still pretty bad."

"Well, his parents are out of town, and they lived at my house recently. I'll call my parents and ask them to come, is that okay?" I came up with an excuse and begged the police officer with my eyes.

He agreed.

"Hey... Mom. Can you... can you come to the XX police station?" As soon as I said "police station", I suddenly felt very bitter, as if I had really done something bad and was arrested and asked my mother to save me , "No, I'm fine, it's fine. It's just a small accident. No, no, I'm safe and uninjured, and neither is Mi Le. Really, really, don't worry, take your time Just be careful. Be safe, don’t worry, don’t worry.”

The police officer asked for the phone and talked to my mother calmly for a while. When I returned my phone, my mother's mood became much more stable.

Mi Le was wiping the corners of my eyes with his sleeve.I terrified my mother.She must have remembered something from the past.

"There is another question." The police officer looked at me, "Tell me, why did you kick someone in the end?"

Because I feel Pikachu they are scared.And the lights in the game hall are too dazzling, and the music is too loud...

"He did it to protect me. When I was picked up, he became anxious and had to kick to save me. If he didn't kick, I would be strangled to death."

I was still thinking about how to answer, but Mi Le rushed to speak before me.He's right, that must be the main reason I kick people.But the reasons I just thought of cannot be ignored.It's just that if I really answer like this, the police officer will definitely think that I have a mental illness or a problem with IQ.

He wrote it down.Then tell me, I'm brave.But remember, the premise of protecting others is to protect yourself first.

"But what if that person is very important to you? Is it your relatives, or your best friend?" I couldn't hold back, and asked with a slip of my mouth.Miller squeezed my thigh hard under the table.

"You are still young." He closed the things he was writing and walked to us, "Protecting your own life is the most important thing. If there is someone you want to protect, you can consider going to the police academy when you grow up. Not necessarily, if you like it, of course you are welcome. I used to be a criminal police officer. If you are the only child, you still have to think about it. There is always a risk. My best friend has been sacrificed for a long time. I have known him since we were young. Then It was about the same age as you two. So, protect yourselves."

We said yes to him.

"I think you look familiar." The police officer looked at me from behind the chair, "Are you from No. [-] Middle School?"

nod.

He pondered for a moment, then suddenly asked me if I was playing football.Miller said yes, and he was the goalkeeper of the school team.

"I'll just say it!" He clapped his hands cheerfully, "Remember, my son is in the High School of Science and Technology. I looked at his game photos, and one of them was a free kick. The goalkeeper in No. [-] middle school is exactly the same as you. "

"No way, uncle, can you remember faces so clearly?" Mi Le muttered, "That's right, after all, you are a professional."

We all laughed.

"I'm so sorry, we eliminated science and engineering this year." I scratched my head.

"What's so embarrassing? Isn't that what the game is like? My colleague's kid also plays football. If he is on the Polytechnic side..."

"By the way, uncle, what's your son's name? Is it number 14 or 16?" I asked.

"No. 16, Huo Yuqi." The police officer said.

"I know, I know, he is also a freshman, right? In that 2:2 game, he had an assist and a goal. He has good skills, has long-range shots, and plays very smartly." Miller rushed to say.

The police officer felt a little embarrassed, patted us, and said that our children can play together when they are free.Then he left us his mobile phone and said that he could contact him if there was anything wrong.Huo Yuqi became our friend that night. Although we only met once on the court, we are really destined.

Later we also found out that he has friends with Mingming and Mu Zheng. Whenever Mu Zheng posts a post, he will immediately like it.

Uncle Huo sent us out, leaving the warmth and human touch in the conference room. We are not used to it yet, and it seems that the memory of the dark afternoon has climbed back into our hearts.The cold wind kept sweeping in the night, and Mom and Dad were waiting for us at the door blowing it.I could see their displeasure, probably because my face was covered with bruises.But they didn't talk much about me, maybe Mi Le was next to me, maybe it was just because I was fine and nothing serious happened.The police officer's sister explained a few words to them and said goodbye to us.

Still not hungry, but there must be something to eat.My parents had already eaten, so we hurriedly found a duck blood vermicelli soup shop with lights on.In Jiangyuan, as long as it is a duck shop that can continue to operate, it will not be too bad.They paid for it.

"Mi Le, will you stay at my house tonight?" I asked him before getting into my car.

"Huh? Why?"

"Didn't you say that you didn't want your parents to know that you were beaten? You went back with a swollen face, and it was exposed immediately."

"That's true..." He tilted his head. "That will trouble you."

He subconsciously wanted to reach out and pinch my face, probably because he saw a new scar on my face, so he put his hand down consciously.

After passing through the vast cold wind, it was almost nine o'clock when I got home.My parents taught us about safety knowledge for a long time along the way, so after entering the door, they only said to go to bed early, and then went back to the room to rest.Mi Le said sorry to them again very solemnly, and his attitude was much better than my usual one.Mom touched his head and said it was fine.I looked for an ice pack in the freezer and prepared to apply it to him later.Later we can take a comfortable hot bath, then lie on the bed and play mobile games for a while.

While Mi Le was taking a bath, I went to my parents' room to apologize to them.They didn't blame me, nor did they blame Mi Le.I struggled so hard not to cry in front of them.The food on the table in the dining room has not been confiscated, and my mother will probably come to clean it up after a while.I silently sent the plates and bowls and chopsticks into the kitchen.They are probably the ones that I shouted out halfway through the meal.

No wonder Mi Le felt so guilty.

I'm kind of a jerk, I've always been a jerk.

"Ke Ke, I have to ask you again seriously." After washing, Mi Le lay on my bunk and played with his mobile phone, crossing his short legs, "Is there really no problem with you? You won't be Wei Xiaobao, right ?”

He was then hit by a bump attack from a Pichu, two Pikachu, and a Raichu.He put down his mobile phone, hugged the four electric mice, and said that today is still very happy.Unlucky is very unlucky, but those two people don't want to affect us at all.

I think he's right.

"It's decided, I'll just take Pichu away. Both Pikachu and Raichu belong to you!" As he spoke, he put the youngest Pichu on the bed, then held the three in his arms and handed them to me.They are yellow and have a happy smile on their faces, like a handful of golden flowers.

"Mi Le, how about you sleeping on the lower bunk alone tonight?" I asked suddenly.

"Yes, it's your room after all. No, your room. It's up to you."

I brought all three that belonged to me up there, and the one that Xianxian's Pikachu and Mi Le gave me on my birthday was still obediently lying on its original position as before.Hey, introduce three new friends to the two of you. From now on, you must get along well and don't fight.In the days when I and Xianxian are not around, you have to take care of your house and protect your parents.

Miller turned off the lights in the room.After two and a half years, there was finally another person lying on Xianxian's upper bunk.There was a moment today where I felt a little bit like him, trying to protect people as hard and bravely as he did.No, I also want to protect Xianxian.Am I approaching him, becoming him?Or are you approaching and becoming yourself?can not say it clearly.All I know is that I'm lying in his place and wanting to have a dream of seeing him.But I understand that I can't dream of him, even if I dream, that dim shadow is not him, not the back that is far away from me.Where is he and how far is he from me?How far must I go to see him?He may be very close to me, so close that I can recall his breathing, babbling and snoring here; he may be so far away, so far away that I walk to the end of the world alone, seeing cliffs and inverted waterfalls, and I can’t find him. to his falling shadow.

Am I happy?I lost my confidence lying on the arcade floor.In the dark room, there are no dazzling lights, no loud music, and even the Pikachus are silent.

There was a sound of turning around from below.

Keke, do you miss Brother Xianxian?Miller asked.

Why do you always call him brother?

He is older than me.Also, I'm embarrassed to call you that.But if you want to hear it today, I can give you a call.Just one word.

I didn't let him shout, just said sleep, good night.

[1] From the beginning of "I feel that the gate of heaven is open" to the end of this paragraph, it is quoted from the end of the first part of Camus' "The Stranger".

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