"……ah?"

The boy unconsciously sent out a syllable from his throat.

Did he wish to remember that memory?

The boy thought the answer was blurted out.

The result was not.

He actually...hesitated.

...

The first half of that memory was like a sweet candy.

The boy thought of the candy his elder brother gave him.

It's really sweet.

Very delicious.

It makes people unable to help but lift the corners of their mouths.

...

But the second half of that memory...

Not like candy at all.

The candy was eaten.

There was no sweetness left for him.

And he wanted to keep the sweetness in vain.

The result was contrary to expectations.

He only tasted the bitterness.

Like... bitter gourd.

He hates bitter melon the most.

He didn't understand why bitter gourd can become a dish on the table?

...

Like...garlic.

It makes people burst into tears.

I can't stop it.

...

Such memories are naturally not beautiful.

He almost forgot about it.

With the beautiful memories before.

Because sweetness and bitterness are mixed together.

He couldn't separate.

I had to work hard to do it all.

Don't want all.

Compared to sweetness, bitterness is even more unbearable.

...

But now looking back, the boy felt a different feeling.

He found that his tolerance for suffering had increased.

Therefore... he couldn't bear to forget the sweetness.

After all, that was one of the few sweet things he felt.

If forgotten, there would be very few parts in his memory that could be called sweet.

...

The boy nodded.

"hope."

It seemed that he was too simple, and the boy added, "I hope to remember."

He can make himself think of only those happy memories.

Although he was angry that they left without saying goodbye.

But the eldest sister is such a good person...

Always listen to him quietly...

It also made him happy...

He remembered a picture that he thought he would never forget in his life.

really.

Sometimes people cannot be too self-righteous.

otherwise……

You will basically be slapped in the face.

But after thinking about it this time, he will never forget it again.

...

He was crying that day.

He couldn't remember exactly why he cried.

Maybe it was the indifference and neglect of those two people towards him.

or……

He remembered another thing.

It was in a physical education class...

After the teacher led the whole class to do warm-up exercises, he called for disbandment and asked the students to practice the ball exercises to be tested according to their own situation.

He went to the equipment room to get the basketball.

When passing the basketball court-

He didn't want to practice on the basketball court.

Because there are too many people.

The basketball hoops were all divided.

He was embarrassed to join one of the groups.

Unless the teacher arranges it, he will find a corner where no one is practicing alone every time.

...

A sudden pain came from my head.

He covered his head and bent down.

...

"Are you okay?"

"How are you?"

"sorry."

...

Amid the noise, he waved his hand hard.

He is fine.

...

The people surrounding him soon dispersed.

It was not until he walked to the secluded place that the boy raised his face.

A little red eyes were revealed.

There was still a slight squeaking on his head.

But what makes him even more sad is...
To be continued...