The little boy hurriedly spoke to explain to himself.

"I didn't cry."

The little boy's eyes wide open.

He did cry yesterday.

Can't control it...

But today, just now, he really didn't cry.

...

"oh."

The woman nodded with a smile.

The woman easily believed the little boy's words.

This made the little boy a little uncertain.

...

"you……"

The little boy pursed his lips.

"Really believe me?"

Could it be that you were perfunctory to him?

...

"You said you didn't cry."

The woman's eyebrows and eyes were slightly bent.

It's quite natural, "Why don't you believe in you?"

"and……"

...

and?

The little boy blinked his eyes.

...

The smile in the woman's eyes was like ripples on the lake.

"I saw you didn't cry."

Even if she doesn't believe in the little boy, she still believes in her eyes.

...

Why?

The little boy was stunned.

"Then you still asked me if I was crying?"

The little boy was puzzled.

Didn’t you all see him not crying?

...

A sly light appeared in the woman's eyes.

"Aren't I thinking about finding an excuse to talk to you?"

...

ah……

The little boy felt a little embarrassed.

I was a little happy again.

Yes, is that true?

The eldest sister likes him.

When he thought of this, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up.

...

"so……"

The woman's voice became softer and softer.

"Since I haven't cried, why did I lower my head like I cried yesterday?"

"Are you unhappy?"

...

The little smile that had just appeared on the boy's face faded away.

He lowered his head.

The feet were plucked on the ground.

Once...just...

...

“…Big sister…”

A faint crying voice appeared in the little boy's voice.

...

"Um."

The woman imitated the little boy and her feet were plucking the ground one after another.

She turned her head and looked at the little boy.

Patient and gentle.

...

“…”

The little boy opened his mouth.

But no sound came out.

He reached out and touched his neck.

It seemed like he was swallowing something hard.

After a while...

"dad……"

The little boy finally made a voice, "Mom..."

"them……"

He hadn't said anything yet, but the little boy's crying voice became more and more obvious.

"them……"

"I hate them..."

The little boy said it lightly.

With obvious anger and...sadness.

"them……"

The little boy stared blankly at the dust rising under his feet.

Scenes from last night to this morning appeared in his mind.

...

The little boy was so afraid that his parents would know that he had failed the exam.

He even dared not go home because of this.

With the encouragement and comfort of my elder sister, it was getting darker.

He never came home after dark.

He ran home immediately.

...

Open the door to the home-
To be continued...