Fantasy world

I just walked out of the school gate a few steps, and I saw Michelle at a glance among the many students. She was far away from her companions in the bay, and she was walking alone and silently, looking lonely and powerless. When I saw her back from a distance, I felt sour in my heart, and tears couldn't help but overflow from my eyes. I couldn't help but follow her a few steps, quietly followed her, and called her softly. Her mind was obviously wandering and she was distracted. When I called her that, she actually screamed in fright and stood aside. She just glanced at me and then lowered her head:"Teacher——"

"Cher! Didn’t my parents tell me that we are still brothers and sisters! I am still your brother, and you are still my dearest sister!"

Xue'er didn't speak, but couldn't help but shed a string of tears. There were students passing by on the road, and I couldn't wipe her tears or get intimate with her. I could only comfort her in a low voice:"Xue'er! Don't do this! You can't help crying, brother, it's so bad for people to see you."

Xue'er silently wiped away her tears, lowered her head and continued walking forward. I also walked forward slowly.

"Are your parents okay?"

As soon as I finished speaking, Michelle covered her face and sobbed softly. I was startled and asked hurriedly:"Xue'er! What's wrong? What happened to my parents? Michelle suddenly stopped, with tears on her face, turned around and cried loudly to me:"Do you still remember my parents?" Forget it if you don't want me anymore, how could you be so cruel to my parents? You have no conscience! Inhumane! I hate you! I hate you——"

Michelle finished crying, then covered her face and ran forward while sobbing. I couldn't control my tears anymore, and they flowed down in strings.

At this time, I had completely forgotten the main purpose of returning to the village and hurried back to the home where I had lived for a long time.

When I got home, Michelle had already locked herself in the room, Xiaoqiang was doing homework, Uncle Mi was sitting in the hall smoking a cigarette, and Aunt Mi was cooking. When I appeared at the door of my house, only Xiao Qiang, the only one in the family, shouted loudly for his brother and rushed to greet me.

I hugged Xiaoqiang and made love for a while, then walked to Uncle Mi with my head lowered:"Dad——"

Uncle Mi didn't seem to feel my arrival. When I called him, he seemed flustered, as if a stranger had arrived. He stood up quickly, gave up his seat to me, and greeted me politely:"Binbin! Come on. Come on! Sit down! Sit down!". I looked at him and my heart instantly broke. Immediately kneeling in front of him:"Dad! Don't be like this, I am still your child! I will always be your child——"I cried lowly and choked with sobs. Uncle Mi still pulled me up in a panic and let me sit down. He kept his head down, not daring to look at me carefully:"Binbin! It's rare for you to have this kind of intention, but we are just an ordinary country family, how can we have such a blessing? In the future, you have to read it again With this friendship, we can sit at home when we have time. We are very satisfied!"

Aunt Mi came out at some time and stood silently wiping her tears:"Binbin! You are here!""Mom——"For some reason, I still feel closer to Aunt Mi when I see her, and I feel even more ashamed. When I saw her, I wanted to throw myself into her arms and vent all my grievances, but every time I encountered this, I didn't know how to express it.

Aunt Mi quickly wiped away her tears and showed affectionate joy:"Next time you come back, tell Xueer in advance so that mom can prepare some delicious food.""

"mom! I——"

"Binbin! The rice is almost ready. Mom is going to cook some more vegetables and have a few sips with your dad later. Xueer - Your brother is back, why are you still keeping him in your room?"

As Aunt Mi shouted, Michelle slowly opened the door and walked out slowly. She didn't even raise her head when she walked in front of me, and just called me softly,"Brother!", and then went to clear the table and stools and prepare things for eating and drinking.

At the dinner table, Uncle Mi still didn't talk much and just kept drinking. Aunt Mi always pretended to be enthusiastic and happy, and couldn't say what was in her heart. Xiaoqiang couldn't say it yet. Michelle was too sensible to be happy and noisy, but kept a sullen face and said nothing. Uncle

Mi and I could only drink sullenly. My alcohol capacity is not big, so I fell on the table in a few moments.