Chapter 235 Dream: Brother

The boy originally thought that this child would never dare to come to this small park again after being teased and bullied by others.

Unexpectedly, the little boy came again the next day, alone.

Moreover, he still came to find himself.

"Brother, thank you." The little boy raised his head and thanked softly. The loss and sadness of yesterday could no longer be seen on his face.

The young man was slightly startled.

Is this a reaction?

"Go away, don't bother me." The boy turned over slightly, his tone harsh.

When the little boy under the tree heard this, his little face as white and tender as a soft bun wrinkled up. After thinking for a while, he put the things in his hands under the big tree.

"Brother, this is a thank you gift. Thank you for helping me." After the little boy finished speaking, he turned around and left the place. However, he did not see any sign of the boy turning around. He could only hang down in despair. The head is gone.

When there was absolutely no movement below, the young man turned his head and looked down.

There is a children's lunch box on the grass next to the big tree.

"What the hell."

The young man sneered and closed his eyes again.

five minutes later.

The boy jumped down from the tree, picked up the lunch box, and opened it.

There are neatly arranged exquisite pastries inside, which are fragrant and very tempting to look at.

"Tsk."

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"elder brother!"

The crisp milky sound sounded again in the small park.

The little boy carried a children's lunch box and walked briskly to the small park.

He stopped under a large and lush tree, turned around and looked around: "Brother?"

"Um."

At this time, there was a response from the tree.

The little boy raised his head, and when he saw clearly the boy sitting on the tree, a smile appeared on his face: "Brother!"

The little boy took a few steps back and watched the boy jump down from the tree, then trotted over, stood on tiptoe, and held the lunch box in front of the latter: "Brother, here you go."

The boy took it and sat casually on the grass.

"Brother, today's meal is..." The little boy sat next to the boy and excitedly talked about what food was in the lunch box.

While eating the pastry, the boy asked, "What other stories do you want to hear today?"

The little boy hugged his knees with his hands and said obediently: "Brother, you eat first, and then tell me a story after you finish."

"Okay." The young man responded, and then he began to count silently in his mind.

Before even counting to ten, the little boy couldn't sit still and couldn't help but ask: "Brother, where is your home?"

The young man paused for a moment, then continued eating.

This is the third time this child has asked him. After each time, the child turns around and forgets, and continues to ask again.

"elder brother?"

The young man looked calm and answered for the fourth time: "No home."

"Ah? Why not?" The little boy blinked in confusion.

"I don't have parents, so naturally I don't have a home." The boy continued to answer.

"Huh? I seem to be like my brother. My parents are divorced. The nanny said my parents are divorced. I just don't have parents anymore. However, I still have my grandfather."

The young man raised his head slightly and glanced at the little boy.

This was the first time the little boy had told him these things.

"...But grandpa didn't let me play. He said he wanted to study hard and inherit the family business in the future." The little boy lowered his head, his mouth was slightly depressed, and his voice was muffled.

"Isn't it nice to inherit the family business?" The young man could feel that the child's family was well off and he was in a completely different class than himself.

The little boy shook his head: "I don't like it. It feels so troublesome. I want to be a warrior! Be a hero!"

Hearing this, the young man looked at the tiny little boy and chuckled: "Little dwarf, you still want to be a warrior?"

"I will grow taller! When I grow taller, I can become a warrior!" The little boy retorted firmly with a puffed-up face.

"Oh..." The young man responded perfunctorily.

"Brother, don't you believe me?"

"Okay, I believe you."

"..."