The man knelt down and pointed to the clearing in front of him. The little guy didn't hesitate at all, so he knelt down quickly. Mr. H took her hand and the bird's nest became a bowl. He didn't let go at once, but stayed on her arm, feeling the slight trembling of the little guy's skin because of tension and fear. The cigarette in his mouth has been lit, and he gently flicked the ash into the little guy's hand. Because of the unknown fear, the little guy subconsciously wants to escape, but his hands are bravely raised to the front.
Psst, the ash with sparks fell on her hand, which was a little hot and completely tolerable. She breathed a sigh of relief and felt relaxed. She watched the dust in her hand increase bit by bit, and the man sighed heavily on her head, as if hitting her heart. I don't know why she thinks this man must be very tired in his heart, and his heart needs more and softer power to wrap it.
She got the nerve to quietly look up at the man's face. There was not much smoke, and she knelt there and somehow felt very fragrant. But somehow, she couldn't see the man's face clearly except for his gloomy expression. The man felt offended by the little guy's recklessness and raised his hand and slapped her. How presumptuous! Obviously, it should be angry words, but he said it calmly, as if he were reciting lines, but fell out of his mouth coldly. Her heart tightened, instantly stretched into a string, and her head hung down. Except for that moment of fear, she found that there was not much fear and dissatisfaction in her heart.
At this time, the man took a deep breath of the cigarette in his hand and slowly spit out a large piece of smoke. The smoke spread and gradually spread to her eyes. She looked at the smoke and her thoughts began to disperse. At this time, she has forgotten her identity, forgotten that she is practicing, and forgotten the unknown and severe punishment that is about to come to her.
I just suddenly feel that the man in front of me is actually very fragile. She can't know what is hidden in his heart. She just knows that the man is mature and rational, and whatever happens between them can make her feel safe. She doesn't know what is worthy of him, she just thinks that man must be worthy of better.
She suddenly wanted to go in and walk into his heart. She wants to grow up and be strong, so that she can better accompany each other. When this idea germinated in her mind, it really made people feel brand-new!
Unconsciously, a cigarette has been extinguished. Mr. H paused in his hand reaching out to her palm, turned around and put out the cigarette butt in the ashtray, then shook off the ash in her hand and carefully scrubbed her palm. The atmosphere continues to be tense and anxious, and the air seems to have solidified. Only in this rigid atmosphere, there is an invisible, intangible, obscure and mysterious thing, which quietly floats in with the smoke that has not dispersed.
-By moths