PART24 Our Time (Part 2) (Special)

Disobedient bangs

It doesn't seem to follow my temper

But they all look like you

Impatient hot weather

It will rain

It may be like you

I long for us

It turns out that it's just what she said to you

I long for us

I'm the only one who is serious

I long for us

If you hadn't told me so firmly

Trust you

...

——"The Us I Long for"

I remember someone told me that life is like a drama. Although the ending is destined, there will always be a reversal in the middle...

Whether things change, people change, mountains and rivers grow, many times, we often don’t want to end and don’t want to admit defeat. Even if the facts are in front of us, we are still unswerving.

Because... I want to remember.

Even if I can't change the world, at least, I can still numb myself...

Isn’t it good to be immersed in the world with love, dreams, and you? Why... Why should you wake up?

What I long for... is only you. The city made of steel and cement is without your warmth, and my heart can no longer be warmed up.

I really want to start from that moment on, time will stop...

2019 07 05 13:43pm.

"Everyone, our current location is the largest square - Golden Bauhinia Square. All major events will be held here..."

I suddenly opened my eyes, and what caught my eye was a giant golden flower statue and countless heads...

"Where did you go?" I was awakened by the noisy voices, and then I found that the bus carrying us arrived at a place I didn't know, and there were too many people.

"Golden Bauhinia Square, the third attraction." My mother said lightly.

"What's fun here... counting the heads?" I said speechless.

Because there is no amusement park or something... it really doesn't work, it's not impossible to find a place to buy.

"Come on." My mother told me while getting off the car.

"Oh..." I felt like I was about to wither. I slept for a nap and was in a bad mood.

Get off the car and head straight to the Golden Flower Statue.

After taking pictures of the random photos as usual, I found a sharp-eyed golden Bauhinia like a cartoon plastic doll behind it.

The focus is inexplicably biased... ←_←

Naruto, little penguin, pirate, skull, bookshelf...

Well, is it a pen or a cigarette that hand pinched?

After taking a while, I was a little thirsty, and then I found an ice cream cart so easily. I was also drunk.

My mother walked forward and asked about the price first, and then she saw the price list posted on the car, which was also full of pictures and texts.

Sweet and soft ice cream $10

Brown Dessert $9

Celery Cup $8

Jane Orange Ice $8

"..." Seeing the price, I said I really want to scold me?_??

One ice cream...60 yuan?!

"...I don't really want to eat it." I refused decisively. Haha, I'm really afraid that eating will cause stomachache. Oh, it's not right, it's a flesh pain.

My mother turned her head and looked at her brother standing next to her, and saw a man shrugging indifferently...

"Boss, come two fragrant skiing creams." My mother took action.

"...20 yuan, I'm too lazy to convert." The boss's grandfather looked extremely serious with a stern face.

"20...RMB?" My mother asked uncertainly.

"Yes." Simply, decisive.

"……Give."

I guess there is no extra banknote on her.

My brother and I each have a creamy smell...

?_? I can't choose my own taste.

But, the taste is quite generous ~

"... Time is up, get on the bus." My mother looked at the table below and spent all the time left for us to stay.

We had to get on the car with the ice cone, but-

"Get into the car after eating." The driver was so fierce.

My brother and I were driven down without mercy...

There is no way, I can only destroy it immediately.

But, it's so cold.

I ate wildly, and I didn't forget to pay attention to someone next to me—

Someone is enjoying it slowly without being affected by the outside world.

I looked at him, and my hot heart inexplicably calmed down.

I never thought that one day we would eat, live and travel together.

In the past, even during the Spring Festival and winter vacations every year, we would not have had any conversations, and at most we would say hello.

Because the topics between boys and girls are not clear, he always exudes a sense of maturity that is not that different from me.

I am not a quiet person, nor a person who likes quiet. Even so, I still cannot transcend the gap between me and him.

We are obviously only two years older than me, but we seem to be people from two worlds, one like a child who will never grow up, and the other like a mature and steady adult.

He is already tall, so he can easily give people a sense of security. He is so mature that everyone almost forgets that he is still a child and has a weak side...

I suddenly remembered that my mother told me that he failed the college entrance examination and that his first reaction to the results was not to tell his parents, but to tell my mother.

My mother agreed to keep it a secret for him and asked him to tell them himself, but the plan could not keep up with the changes...

My aunt, that is, her mother, because the school needs to know his grades, so she asked my mother to send her grades (my mother is the only one who knows her brother's grades), but my aunt accidentally sent it to the group of three of them. In this way... My aunt also knew her grades.

Although my mother and aunt had known it for a long time, after all, there was an aunt, and in the eyes of my brother, it seemed that the whole world knew about his own scandal.

...He ignored his fuck for a week.

Actually, I really want to comfort him, but it seems that it is not good to expose someone’s scars. After all, it hurts once. Besides, I’m not a person who can comfort people at all…

But seeing that he is so open now, he has a lot of food, drink, and fun. Maybe he has already thought about it.

When I was a child, I lived at my aunt's house for a while and ate and lived with him. Now it seems that many years have passed.

My brother in my memory is a clever guy who loves to laugh and playful. He and I are fighting all the time.

At that time, he would not show mercy, so I was bullied miserably every time. My wailing sounds of a hundred miles perfectly crushed the voices.

...What a bad brother.

But I just like to follow his butt, and I go wherever he goes. I doubt whether I had a tendency to be masochistic when I was a child...

But, the world of boys always has wonderful things that I unexpectedly have.

Once, I was having a meal happily in the cafeteria, and suddenly a mouse jumped out. A group of girls and I were so scared that we ran around. My brother led a group of boys to chase and beat the mice. The whole cafeteria was suddenly in chaos... In the end, the mouse did not catch it, and the group of boys were dragged to educate.

Since then, I have dreamed of becoming as bold as a boy. I really want to chase the mouse and beat him. It feels so fun...

Although I still like the things that little girls play with - swings.

The swings were super simple at that time - two iron chains were tied to an abandoned tire.
To be continued...