
When Shao Xi read Fang Yu's words, he felt helpless. Even though she said that she wanted to keep in touch and be a good friend, this good friend was too innocent.
"What if I'm a bad guy?" Despite saying that, Shao Xi quickly spilled the contents of the envelope. In the end, he actually found a carefully wrapped photo in the newspaper.
It was a small photo only the size of his palm. Although it is colored, strangely so. Despite this, one could still see the person on it clearly.
The person described is very young. He stood with his hands on his waist and wore a sailor striped shirt that looked too big on his body. At first glance, it was clear that he borrowed it for the purpose of taking photos. Maybe it was because he was nervous, but his gaze was a little strange and his canine teeth were visible. Shao Xi did not know if he looked suspicious or completely squint. Anyway, he looks a little funny. This was completely different from what Shao Xi had imagined.
Shao Xi could not help but laugh at first glance. However, when he thought about the fact that the person in the photo was no longer around and had died at such a young age, he suddenly felt uneasy.
He's just an ordinary guy. He has no three heads or six arms. In fact, he did not even have a strong physique. Instead, he was a bit skinny. Amidst the crowd, he looked like a fish swimming into the sea, completely inconspicuous.
How did he gather courage? Did he ever regret it?
No one could give an answer to Shao Xi because this person was already dead.
Shao Xi looked at the photo for a long time and did not move. When he regained his senses and was just about to continue reading the letter, he felt that something was amiss. When he turned around, he was surprised.
"Dad, when did you come in?"
"Just now." Shao Qihai's gaze landed on the photo, and he hesitated before speaking. “Why are there photos too? Little Xi, remember to store the items you received properly and do not let them lie just like that.”
He wanted to read the letter, but he could not ask for it directly. He did not dare to make it too obvious, afraid that Shao Xi would notice it. Unfortunately, Shao Xi blocked the letter.
“I won't let it lie around just like that. I've saved it well.”
"good. There are enough letters. Do you want me to help you finish it? ”
Shao Xi could catch a glimpse of what Shao Qihai wanted to do, but she hesitated for a moment and refused. "I'll do it myself."
He decided not to show this letter to his father. It would be sad to read it.
Shao Qihai glanced at him and lazed around for a while before going out. Shao Xi carefully kept the photo. After some thought, she clamped it onto the back of the photo album at home and then continued reading Fang Yu's letter.
Fang Yu will also take the final exam. He said that he was afraid of the exam and was afraid that he might not do well.
Shao Xi sighed and replied, “My results in class are always the best. I even missed a class. Even if you don't miss grades, you have to study hard and learn from me. ”
Shao Xi and Shao Dong were in the same class, so he couldn't always be first. He would tie for first place with Shao Dong or be second. Therefore, he did not say that he had always been the first in the class.
“Fang Yu, I received your photo. I'll keep it for you for now, but you're not allowed to send photos to others casually. Some people are very bad. What if they doodle or tear it?
“Also, when you write the number '3', try not to leave it on its stomach and make it stand. It is clear that you do not write often. I'll start for you. Send the paper back for me to check after you're done. ”
For some reason, Shao Xi suddenly felt like he had a younger brother. Someone who keeps worrying him.
He found his exercise book, tore through the pages, wrote the first number '3', and left the rest of the empty space as homework.
Previously, when Xiao Wu had to learn to write, he had experienced the same problem as writing the number '3'.
Xiao Wu still had this problem, but his '3' number did not lie down anymore.
Shao Xi shook her head and teased like a small adult, but she had no idea that when she first started learning to write, she was even worse than Xiao Wu. Back when he started learning to write, his words began to evolve into hieroglyphic writing 1 . When he wrote the word 'person', it really looked like a person standing up.
At that moment, he had some good ideas, and his mind was very active. Shao Dong needed a lot of time to get him to write properly. His old workbook is still stored somewhere.
It had only been a few years since he had overcome that bad habit, but when he taught Xiao Wu and Fang Yu now, he was as if he had forgotten his old habit.
Shao Xi was worried, but she had no idea that it was actually so impressive that Fang Yu could write letters at such a young age, spell so many words, and even check the dictionary himself. He has gone far beyond his friends.
Shao Xi replied and packed the letter, but she couldn't sleep that night. Fang Yu's father kept appearing in his mind.
She has an urge to write something about him, but when she wakes up and starts writing, she realizes that she doesn't know what to write about.
This was because his understanding of Fang Yu's father was very limited. Or rather, he didn't even know her at all. Forget what kind of person he is, what he has done, and what his personality is like. He doesn't even know his name.
Shao Xi did not write a word and fell asleep again. He did not force himself. He was still too young, and his pen power was limited. Although he was extremely excited, it was not suitable for him to move the pen, and he did not dare to move it casually.
Even though he knew this, he still wanted to write. This was the first time he had such a drive. When he thought about Fang Yu's father and Fang Yu's, he wanted to write something.
Shao Xi rolled over and turned around, unable to fall asleep. He also could not continue asking Fang Yu... Eh? Thinking of this, Shao Xi's eyes twinkled. He did not know Fang Yu's father, but he knew Fang Yu.
He did not know how to write about Fang Yu's father, but he could write about Fang Yu. This way, he would not have to worry about the limited power of his pen. After all, Fang Yu was still young.
Shao Xi hid under the blanket and bit the flashlight as she made her first punch. He had mainly written about Fang Yu, but that was not all. There was also his own reflection in those words, as well as the shadows of many people.
What Shao Qihai had done earlier was actually a little different to what Fang Yu's father had done, but there were similarities. This applies to others too.
On a quiet night, Shao Xi hid behind a blanket and started writing seriously.
As Shao Dong fell asleep, he felt a light penetrate his eyes. When he woke up, he saw that it was a light coming from Shao Xi's blanket.
He lifted the blanket and saw the flashlight roll under Shao Xi's blanket. There was also Shao Xi, who was sleeping soundly on the bed. Since he slept very well and he lay on his stomach, Shao Xi's saliva flowed out of his mouth and into the notebook under his head.
Powerlessly, Shao Dong got up and turned Shao Xi over before taking the notebook and putting it aside, waiting for his saliva to dry up by itself.
As he turned off the flashlight, he glanced at the contents of the notebook and casually looked at it. However, he stopped.
When Shao Dong was about to fall asleep again, he saw the carefree Shao Xi had even kicked his blanket to the side. He helplessly covered her with a blanket. “See yourself. I don't know how you wrote this ... "
The next day, Shao Xi looked at the saliva in the notebook and refused to admit that it was saliva. “My brother, don't think you can slander me just because I fell asleep. This isn't saliva. These are tears. Tears I let out last night.”
Shao Dong: “Yes, yes, those are your tears. Your tears are flowing from the corner of your mouth.”
"Sister, you're bluffing me!"