Rebirth 90s: Sweetheart Cub

"When the photos are finished, it's time for us to go on stage, right?" Zhang Xifeng stared at the photos crossed one by one above, his eyes were full of love and nostalgia.

In fact, she has seen all these photos, but she still feels nostalgic every time she looks at them again.

Every photo above records every growth of her most beloved little doll.

Those are the good times that are gone and can't go back.

Song Yueliang also stared intently at the mid-air, with a smile on the corner of her mouth, "Well, it's time for Qiqi, the main character, to play later. Her grandma will accompany her up there, and she will bring Qiqi down later."

"We, Qiqi, have really grown up."

"Yeah, really grown up."

Ning Zi was standing with his father at this time, but he was not sure about it, and kept looking around while looking at the photos above.

Looking around, there are almost all old acquaintances around.

Their circles say whether the novel is big or small, and the big guys know what outstanding children each family has.

In addition, their peers often hold parties and make appointments to play together, so when they look around at this time, they are almost all their former playmates, and all the familiar and unfamiliar ones are here. .

"Why are you looking around all the time? Be quiet, act like a fool all day long, who would care if you push it like this?" His father cursed in a low voice.

"Which father would call his son a stupid dog? You're the only old dog! I'm looking for Li Xiao, who came in with me just now, why can't I see anyone after a while?"

"What is the status of the Xiao family and what is your status? Can he be with you? He must be next to Mr. Xiao at this time."

"Isn't Grandpa Xiao sitting over there? There's no one around."

Both father and son looked at the first banquet table at the front of the venue.

The old man of the Xiao family was sitting with a few first-class bigwigs, and they were all looking at the slides quietly at this time with a lot of face.

And within two meters around him, Xiao Li's shadow could not be found even with a scanner.

Don't think about it, I must have been impatient with this scene, and slipped away quietly by myself.

Going his own way, being surly and arrogant, the prince of the Xiao family has always behaved like this.

It is impossible to see him in a proper manner, just like other well-behaved sons of wealthy families.

Xiao Li was indeed not at the venue.

The front came in and showed his face in front of Mr. Xiao, and after hearing a few compliments from others, he turned around and walked away without anyone noticing, not even listening to the opening joke of the master of ceremonies.

He didn't like this kind of scene very much, Yan Yan didn't say a word of sincerity when he talked and laughed, and it was just polite compliments coming and going.

He has always been too lazy to socialize, anyway, it is not his turn to be in charge of the Xiao family, so there is no need for him to maintain any interpersonal relationship in person.

The old man is old, but he is full of energy when he is old, and he probably can live for decades.

After walking out of the noisy and stuffy meeting place, Xiao Li found a bench beside the artificial lake hundreds of meters away from the meeting place and lay down at will.

With Erlang's legs crossed and arms pillowed, he was bored looking for those few scattered stars in the dark night.

There were bangs and applause coming from the venue from time to time. Because of the distance, the volume dropped several degrees. In the quiet night at this moment, it was a bit like an accompaniment to the ear, making people drowsy.

It didn't snow tonight, and the snow in Yan's back garden was also cleaned up.

It's just that the wind around the lake is a bit stronger, and the cold wind blowing from the lake can easily make the skin feel cold.

The drowsiness of that point dissipated instantly when the cold wind blew, and the person also woke up.

Xiao Li sat up lazily, his eyes fell on the artificial lake in front of him, and he was slightly dazed looking at the lake waves reflecting the star lights.

I don't know why, but I suddenly thought of the milk dumpling that was always tied with a little bait.

It reminded me of a certain New Year's scene in my dream.

The little baby was dressed thickly and moved clumsily. She sang, danced and danced in a circle of flickering fireworks, and said in a childish voice, "Eggy, happy new year."

The little doll in the dream always likes to put modal particles at the end of the words, so that people can hear them softly and softly.

He likes that milk doll very much.

Xiao Li knew that he liked that milk doll very much.

Without any distracting thoughts, without any conditions.

Simply love it.

As for what he likes, he wanted to think about it, but his head started to hurt and he couldn't think of it.

Because he has never had any memories of getting along with the little milk baby, those dreams are more like bits and pieces that he has forgotten.

Fragmented and scattered, it cannot be assembled completely.

His head was getting more and more painful, Xiao Li grabbed his hair quickly, suppressed his voice and let out a low growl.

In the roar was an indescribable bewilderment, as well as a rage that could not be vented.

He didn't know why he was like this.

Like an animal trapped in a cage with no exit, no truth.

But somewhere in his heart, there seemed to be a concern hidden deep in his flesh and blood, always entangled him inadvertently.

what is that? what exactly is it?

"Ah!" The boy roared again in pain, beating his head with both hands, and because of his helplessness, his eyes overflowed with scarlet anger, giving birth to the urge to destroy.

Fearing that he would lose control, he took out his mobile phone from his pocket with shaking hands, and clicked on the familiar dialog box.

Press and hold the voice button, and when you want to say something, you inadvertently raise your eyes, and all your movements freeze.

Under the dark sky, in mid-air, a three-dimensional image is playing a slide show at a constant speed.

The images presented in his field of vision are dilapidated fenced yards, mottled loess walls, wooden pigsty, and low and narrow kitchens.

And under the loquat tree in the corner of the courtyard, there is a little girl with crooked eyebrows and smiling eyes who is lying on the fence and talking to people across the wall.

Her jet-black hair was tied into a high ponytail and tied high behind her head, and she was wearing a floral shirt. Her skin was as snowy as snow, and her eyes were like crescent moons.

Clean and warm as seen a month ago.

Xiao Li stared at the sky, the red in his eyes gradually deepened.

The stiff fingers hanging by his side began to tremble and convulse.

After a while, the slideshow seemed to re-run from the beginning. Under the loquat tree in the fenced yard, the bright girl turned into a milk dumpling with a small face in her hands, her eyes were black and bright, like a string hanging in the night sky. moon.

Milk dumplings, girl.

Girl, milk dumpling.

The facial features of the two faces gradually overlapped.

Xiao Li didn't move for a long time, the photos still disappeared and reappeared at a constant speed in front of his eyes, his dazed mind seemed to be hit by something violently, and after the sudden sharp pain, something that was deeply buried broke out forcefully.

At the same time, the mobile phone that he could barely hold in his palm began to ring crazily.

"Hey, Li! Where are you? Come here! It's over, it's over, it's over! Do you know who the little princess of the Yan family is? She's your transfer student, your transfer student! Song Si Ning, Damn it! Now our school is going to be turned upside down!"

Xiao Li loosened his hand, and the phone slid to the ground.

Addition 2... There may be another chapter after midnight. Big Chengzi tried his best, but he really can't write so fast.