Chapter 3033

Yes, it really hurts me.

I naively think that even if only Dongyu loves me, I am the happiest girl in the world.

I remember grandma mentioned that when I was one year old, Dongyu took my little hand and taught me to walk step by step.

He was squatting in front of me, and at that time, I was raised by my grandmother, and I was wearing a lot of clothes in winter. I struggled to walk to him with my legs open and arms open.

When I didn't pay attention, I fell down. Although it was not serious, my palms had worn a layer of skin. I didn't cry out, but Dong Yu first red his eyes and hugged me in panic. For the first time in his life, I showed a gentle and indifferent expression on his face.

When I grew up, I ran a little more steadily, and gradually became more and more solid. I played with other children, playing hide and seek, catching the real people who knew each other and went crazy.

When I was young, I liked the night best.

At that time, we were all young, and everything was taboo. Every night, grandma bathed for Dongyu. When I was a child, I was not ashamed. I climbed into the bathtub with my hands and feet and used the land to huddle with him.

I especially like to tease him. I also point to Dong Yu's underdeveloped little guy and ask grandma, why is my brother's place different from mine?

Grandma is always amused by me, scraping my nose, laughing at me and saying I'm not ashamed.

On the contrary, Dong Yu would be a little shy, so that when I walked around with him, he would not move.

Grandma wiped the bath cream for us. I like the fragrance very much. I prefer that my body has the same fragrance as Dongyu.

I'm afraid of the dark, and I don't like sleeping with my grandma, but I'm willing to squeeze a small bed with Dong Yu.

At night, I often unbridled the little arms and legs around him, pestering him to play with stone, scissors and cloth. Boring games have become the most interesting pastime.

When the bright moon rises, I can't sleep, so I like to lie on his side, hold his small head, shake his head and listen to his singing and story telling.

Dongyu's voice is very pleasant. It's like a wind chime. It's a little tender and childish. It's softly singing in my ear.

At that time, he could only sing a few songs, which was from music class, but I was not tired of listening. Every night in my childhood, he always accompanied me to sleep safely in this soft music.

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in his young memory, Dong Yu seemed to be a little dim. He always locked himself in that place, either doing homework or reading some famous books after class.

He began to take piano lessons when he was six, so I often pestered him to teach me how to play the piano.

At that time, in the eyes of many children, Dongyu was so cold and noble.

Think of the background from the city, no more than these wild children who grew up playing mud and catching pheasants in the countryside. They are clean in the end, but also have a bit of elegant bookish anger.

This kind of temperament is not common for children.

Good etiquette, polite conversation, how many parents are used as the teaching base for children's learning.

The only time I remember, I had a fight with a boy named Doudou. In the yellow sand, two people were fighting together. I was so weak that I was defeated by him. I was surrounded by other children and sent home. I was dirty all over. I was still green and purple, and my eyes were red and swollen with sand.