Those naive and tender years a substance similar to fear

  Mrs. Tian suddenly returned to France, and when she left, she kissed the sleeping eyes of Tian Cheng, whose eyelids still trembled slightly, peaceful and lovely. Mrs. Tian also showed a rare smile full of maternal light, while Tian Tian watched coldly from the side, truly rare, thinking that her mother would always have a poker face, staring at her absent-mindedly for several seconds until Mrs. Tian turned around and said, "I'm leaving."

  Tian nodded slightly, not even bothering to hum a response. She fiddled with the trinkets on her backpack before hearing the sound of high heels clicking and the soft creaking of the door. Slowly, she lifted her head, staring blankly at the white-painted door for a long time, as if it had never been touched by that woman. The brief visit came to an abrupt end amidst the long wait, just like how children eagerly await the new year, but when it finally arrives, it slips away in the eternal cold and the cacophony of firecrackers, leaving nothing behind except for the long years still to be endured.

  Tian Heng was discharged from the hospital on a sunny morning. After his mother left, he cried and kicked his blanket, feeling very wronged because Tian Tian didn't comfort him with a single word, just staring blankly at somewhere. He felt ignored. Finally, exhausted from crying, he poked Tian Tian's arm with his small hand and was immediately hugged by her. At that moment, he felt that having a sister was the best thing ever. So, weighing the pros and cons, he made the right decision to eat well and recover soon.

  That day, Lin Ling also brought a large bouquet of fresh flowers to welcome Tian Cheng out of the hospital. Tian Tian looked at Lin Ling, who was wearing a white princess lace-edged dress, and couldn't help but show a hint of disgust in her eyes. The large bouquet of carnations in little Lin Ling's hands looked enormous and awkward. She handed the flowers to Tian Cheng, who was about to get into the car, pouting her mouth and saying, "Hmph... Tian Cheng, for you."

  "Thank you, I don't want it." Tian Cheng glanced at Lin Ling behind the bouquet of flowers and frowned. A girl who was only in her early teens had actually dyed her hair, looking like a noblewoman's lapdog.

  "This is specially sent to you," Lin Ling pouted, very dissatisfied, and then her shiny eyes looked at Tian Tian behind Tian Cheng.

  "Xiao Cheng is allergic to pollen." Tian Tian said briefly, "Your kind intention, we appreciate it, but the flowers should be taken back. Fresh flowers are more suitable for lovely girls."

  Lin Ling's words made Tian Cheng feel very comfortable, but it was also not good to force him to accept the flowers again. He had no choice but to hand them over to the driver and said with a smile, "Hey, give them to your daughter! She may have never seen such a big bouquet of fresh flowers until now."

  The driver awkwardly accepted the flowers, as if holding a handful of sewing needles, painfully piercing, touching his self-esteem, which was a luxury that poor people couldn't afford.

  Tian Tian furrowed her brow slightly, pulled out a camera from her backpack and said, "Lin Ling, let me show you some photos."

  Lin Ling's eyes suddenly lit up, and she ran excitedly to Tian Tian, tiptoeing to look at the photo in the camera. Tian Tian said lightly, "Look, this is a photo of Mom and Xiao Cheng. Doesn't Xiao Cheng look adorable when he smiles?"

  Lin Ling nodded slightly with a hint of guilt, "This is Xiaocheng's mom..." she murmured.

  "What if not?" Tian Tian asked with a smile, hiding a hint of coldness in her tone. "A few days ago, I heard a boy say that Xiaocheng and I were orphans. As a result, it seemed like he almost got hit by a motorcycle, how scary, what bad luck."

  Lin Ling had naturally heard about Peng Sze's close call, Peng Sze was her cousin. It was said that on that day, as soon as he arrived at the entrance of his home, he had a narrow escape. He had nightmares for two whole days and never dared to take the bus again. Now, no matter where he went, he would be picked up by a private car. Lin Ling pulled the corner of her mouth and revealed an not-too-good-looking smile, "Yes, it's not too good."

  "So," Tian Tian noticed that Lin Ling's face had already changed color, and said with a smile, "who knows what the next one will be like? It seems," Tian Tian leaned in close to Lin Ling's face, "he also heard it from someone else..."

  Lin Ling's eyes widened in shock, and she went "ah" for half a day, unable to utter a complete sentence.

  Tian Cheng in the car had already impatiently called out to Tian Tian, "Sister, don't you want to go? Xiao Cheng is hungry."

  "Let's go." Tian Tian shouted to the car, then patted Lin Ling's small shoulder "We'll leave first, see you at school." Before getting on the bus, she turned her head and said to Lin Ling, who was still in a daze, "By the way, I forgot to tell you, your hair looks great."

  Then, the black car drove away, leaving Lin Ling's small figure standing in place, still with her mouth agape and a foolish expression. She soon realized something similar to fear spreading across the face of that beautiful girl who looked like a peach blossom, yet was extremely seductive without any warmth.

  The car is not speeding along the road, passing through familiar scenery. The city is always dominated by skyscrapers, with some entertainment-oriented green spaces interspersed to beautify the environment and promote urban harmony. However, these fragmented green spaces seem to have little effect, as the summer heat waves continue to roll in, scorching people walking on the road. Anyone's mood will be irritated to the extreme, but they cannot help but quicken their pace towards their various destinations.

  The air conditioner in the car was on, and it was a refreshing coolness. The driver turned on the music, playing a rare and soothing piano piece. Tian Tian leaned against the leather back seat, dozing off slightly, her slender fingers occasionally tapping out the beat. Tian Cheng sat in the front seat, turning his head to look at Tian Tian, "Sister."

  The driver whispered in Tian Cheng's ear: "Miss is sleeping! Young master shouldn't disturb her."

  "What's wrong? Sister's eyelashes are still trembling." Tian Cheng said with a serious face.

  Tian Tian couldn't help but open her eyes, revealing a thin slit, and lazily asked, "What's going on?"

  "What did sister say to little witch just now? Her face looks so ugly."

  "Oh, I said, her hair is beautiful, she's so pampered." Tian Tian said with a slightly unclear mouth, then closed her eyes and continued to doze off.

  "Hmph... what's so good-looking about her? She's not even half as pretty as my sister." Tian Cheng said disapprovingly.

  "Yeah" Tian Tian changed her expression, tilting her head to one side, and continued, "Looks like our Xiao Qing is quite concerned about that girl."

  "Sister, I don't like you anymore." As she spoke, Tian Heng turned her head forward, touching her flushed face, a wave of shyness, she knew that she actually, actually disliked the girl with hair like a noblewoman.

  Tian Tian let out a soft laugh and stopped paying attention to Xiao Cheng's face, which was as red as a ripe tomato. Before long, she drifted off into a sweet dreamland.

  The car continued to move slowly, passing through the densely packed high-rise buildings, and finally entered the street where ancient French plane trees grew, at this time, the dense branches filtered through the flickering sunlight, like a slide show on the car body, everything was as dreamy as a fairy tale.

  Digression

  The weather in the north has turned cold. I wrapped myself up like a rice dumpling when I went out today, silly me. Take care of yourselves, everyone. I love you all.

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