"Uncle, why did you stay out for the night and not go home?" Ying'er didn't want to talk about her own running away from home, so she turned to her uncle.

The man replied lightly: "No home."

"Homeless?" Ying'er looked at the uncle lying on his side on another tree in surprise. The uncle's back was facing her, and his back looked really distressing.

Ying'er has seen many homeless people, but never one like her uncle.

In the faint moonlight just now, she saw the stubble on her uncle's chin, but his eyes were very sharp, like bright stars in the night sky.

"Is it weird to be homeless?" I haven't had anyone to talk to for a long time, so I said a few more words when I met the little girl.

Ying'er shook her head, realizing that her uncle couldn't see it, and immediately added, "It's not strange."

"So you don't feel guilty about leaving even though you have a family?"

Guilt? A little bit... "It's not like I'm going home, I just came out to play for half a year."

"But your family will be worried all day long."

Ying'er felt helpless. She would have never followed this uncle if she had known it. The stranger taught her this, and she wished she could find a hole to crawl in.

"I have only been out for more than ten days, and this is the first city I got off the boat on the waterway." Ying'er was unwilling to accept it. If she was really persuaded by a stranger, then her long-planned trip would be ruined.

?

"Hey..." The man sighed softly, and Ying'er heard it.

Ying'er asked curiously: "Why did uncle sigh?"

"Nothing."

"Uncle, are you good at martial arts?"

"How do you define awesomeness?"

"Uncle, where have you been?"

"a lot of."

"Uncle, where do you think is beautiful? Introduce it to me and I will go and have a look."

"Look with your heart, everything in the world is beautiful."

"..." Ying'er was speechless. This uncle was really a topic-stopper. No matter what topic Ying'er talked about, he could choke her with one sentence.

"Uncle, do you have someone you like?"

In the darkness, Ying'er clearly saw her uncle's back trembling.

"What's wrong?" Ying'er vaguely guessed that the uncle was thinking about someone.

The branch where the uncle was moved moved, and Ying'er noticed that for the first time, the uncle turned around and looked at her.

"What do you think, is it called liking?"

The uncle's eyes were very sincere, and he was asking Ying'er this question very seriously.

The beard blocked most of the uncle's face, but Ying'er still noticed that the uncle's face was clear-cut. When he was young, he must have been a handsome guy like his father.

Since the uncle asked Ying'er a question seriously, Ying'er would of course answer it carefully.

After clearing his cough, he said: "Uncle, I am still a girl who has just turned fifteen. My concept of love may be different from yours."

"Well...you say."

"Like is the sincere willingness to do anything with the person you like, whether he makes you angry or makes you happy, you are willing to do it. To like is to accompany you, to like is to watch the other person smile, and you will

Laugh and watch the other person cry, which will make you sad."

"Haha..." The uncle laughed, but Ying'er didn't understand.

"Your love is so wonderful. You are really an inexperienced child." The man turned around again and ignored Ying'er.

Ying'er hadn't heard her uncle's answer to 'like' yet, so she kept interrupting: "Uncle, what do you think like is?"

"I told you, you don't understand." Ying'er had different experiences and couldn't understand.

Ying'er was unconvinced and shouted: "If you don't tell me, how do you know I don't understand?"

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Chapter completed!