Chapter 66 Her Syrup, His Arsenic (6)

He stopped in his tracks instantly, turned his head, and happened to see the human trafficker glaring at him viciously, and then said to her with a smile, "How could uncle be a bad guy? Why would a bad guy take you to buy good food?"

"But my brother is so beautiful, he won't lie to me." When she said this, she pointed at him, and her fingertips happened to touch his hand, and he clearly read the love she felt in her heart. He is full of belief, very pure, without the slightest impurity or hesitation.

His mother didn't even believe him, but a strange little girl gave him trust...

"My brother said, you are a bad person, you are a bad person." The girl was still emphasizing, but he was already looking at her in a daze.

As if affirming something, she repeated again: "You are a bad person!"

As if to echo her affirmation, she took a hard bite of the lollipop, and then the round lollipop, which was bigger than her face, was smacked by her, crushed to pieces, crackling It fell all over the place.

Then the girl lowered her head, looked at the mud-stained sugar, and grinned and cried.

She cried so sadly, her voice was so loud that it attracted many people's attention.

The man with the peaked cap might have a guilty conscience, seeing this situation, he ran away hastily.

He took her to the supermarket with a cold face, and used all the pocket money in his wallet to buy two lollipops that were bigger than her face, which made her laugh through tears.

When she came out of the supermarket, she held a lollipop in one hand, licked it on the left side, and licked it on the right side, feeling extremely happy.

And his thoughts were still stuck in the scene where she had just firmly believed in him and did not come out.

The little girl was very lively, probably because she had two lollipops. She was very happy. She held one of the lollipops she had licked to his mouth and said, "Brother, you can eat too."

The girl looked into his eyes, full of sparkling anticipation. He, who was obsessed with cleanliness and misogynistic, struggled for a long time. In the end, even he himself unexpectedly lowered his head and touched the lollipop with his lips.

Then she smiled happily, raised the lollipop he had slammed to her mouth and licked it.

Looking at that scene, he was stunned for two seconds, and then quickly looked away, but his face began to feel slightly hot.

"Brother, will you remember me?"

"Brother, are we friends?"

"Brother, will you come to play with me in the future?"

"Brother, I will remember you."

On the way he sent her back to the entrance of the alley where she was originally standing, she talked a lot, but he never said a word. It was not until the end that he asked her: "What's your name?"

Holding the lollipop in both hands, she looked at him dumbly and cutely, blinking her eyes without making a sound.

He was thinking at the time, is this girl so stupid that she doesn't even remember her own name.

Then he heard her say, my name is Tingting, Song Tingting.

Tingting, Song Tingting...

She is the first person in this world who believes in him.

She was the only one who gave him warmth when he was most desperate.

Then in his world, there lived a girl named "Tingting" ever since.

He went to that alley many times later, imagining that he could see her again, but he never saw her again.

The little girl who was wearing a princess dress and eating lollipops, who looked like a little angel, was like a dream he had, only a flash in the pan.

Later, he began to look for her, always looking for her.

From elementary school to junior high school, and then from junior high school to high school.

That seemed to have become an obsession in his life, and he never thought of giving up.

It was ten years later that he met her again.

At that time, because of his mother's illness, he changed schools.

Even in the past ten years, when he saw her for the first time in school, he still clearly recognized her as that little girl back then, the little girl he had been looking for all along.

He stood under the lush sycamore tree in the school, watching her calm down, while she and her classmates walked past him without any stop, chatting and laughing.