Stupidly Cute Qing Mei: The Childhood Friend is Too Black Bellied

"Still no more ..." Mother Bunny shook her head, her voice choked, "It's more sad to take time off at home. It's better to be busy at work, maybe you'll forget about being busy ..."

"Ah ..." Cheng Zhiyan's mother sighed long and didn't know what to say.

In the bedroom, Cheng Zhiyan looked at the bunny falling asleep in his arms and finally couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Her long eyelashes still had fine crystal tears, her small, straight nose cried slightly red, her white face felt a little cold, and her rosy little mouth opened slightly in her sleep.

Although she was crying so hard just now, the bunny was still peaceful at this moment.

Cheng Zhiyan has been feeling dull, looking at her quiet sleepy eyes, and finally feel better.

He carefully put the bunny back on the bed, lay down her quilt, and then lowered her head and pecked gently on her rosy little mouth.

May you never face such a sad thing in this life.

Cheng Zhiyan looked at Xiaotu, reached out and touched her cheek again, turned over to get out of bed, sat at the desk, and opened his diary.

With a mechanical pencil in his hand, he stared at the diary for a long time, and finally wrote a paragraph slowly:

Someone said that God closed a door for you, and he will definitely leave a window for you.

Little rabbit, hope I can be the window in your life.

After writing this, he stared again for a long time, and then closed the diary lightly and turned off the light.

In 1998, during the severe floods, a total of 29 provinces, municipalities, and autonomous regions suffered floods of varying degrees. The affected area was 318 million mu, the affected area was 196 million mu, the affected population was 223 million, and 3004 people died. , 6.85 million houses collapsed, and direct economic losses amounted to 166 billion yuan.

In that flood, thousands of families lost their loved ones, and the rabbit family was just one of them.

Time can heal all the pain. When the time is long enough and long enough, those sad memories will be slowly forgotten.

The rainy days of that year's rain, imprinted in the rabbit's memory with a wet impression, but did not cause her much pain.

Even after many, many years, when she recalled this past, she still thanked, that year, that summer, there was a gentle Cheng Zhi, staying with her.

The winter is coming from the cold, the winter is coming from the autumn, and in a blink of an eye, the little rabbit has already gone to middle school, and Cheng Zhiyan has also entered the sixth grade of primary school.

The children in the middle class already have their own judgments about beauty and ugliness, and with their sweet looks, Bunny was successfully selected as the class flower of their class.

Therefore, when the kindergarten is out of school every day, there are a bunch of little boys around the little rabbits, clamoring for the little rabbits to go to their homes.

Every time at this moment, Cheng Zhiyan looked at the half-old children quite silently. Without a word, he quickly stepped forward and grabbed his upper arm to remove the bunny from a group of little dwarfs. .

"Brother, orange juice! You are coming!" The whole rabbit smiled as if a flower bloomed when he saw Cheng Zhiyan.

"Well." Cheng Zhiyan walked back to her bicycle and hugged her, followed by a group of undead little tails.

"Brother Orange Juice, can I invite my classmates to play at home?"