Not far away, under the green tree in the middle of the asphalt road, a little girl patted her chest and leaned against the trunk, looking around from time to time, like a small scout.

The little girl is about ten years old, with short hair that is close to her ears, her skin color shows a wheat-colored luster, and her black eyes are swaying, making her look like a tomboy.

"Hey Xi, fortunately I didn't catch up, but it's really hateful. I hate this kind of person the most." The little girl looked glad with a gleeful expression. After breathing a sigh of relief, she suddenly puffed her cheeks and looked fiercely in a certain direction, looking very angry.

The fierce expression continued for a while, and the little girl lowered her head and looked down at her twisted fingers. Her eyes were slightly dim and she showed a sense of loss on her face.

Why? They reject me, always laugh at me, and enjoy mocking me!

The little girl slowly squatted down, curled up her small body, hugged her knees with her hands, her chin against her knees, and her eyes were staring ahead in a daze. A faint sadness and loss appeared on her little face, which was more of a desire.

A very familiar scene!

After rubbing his eyebrows, Han Bin sighed. He stood not far away and saw the little girl gradually turning from a gleeful and angry expression to a loss and depressed. While he was amused, he deeply felt that childhood was not all pure and beautiful, and occasionally had a troubled side.

But this is a necessity in life, isn’t it? When you grow up, recall the little things in your childhood, some childish and funny things will always stir up the corners of your mouth, and a smile will ripple in your heart again.

But I don’t have a happy childhood to speak of! Han Bin stood quietly in the same place, his thoughts drifted away, and his sensitive side made him feel a lot.

"Quan Heihei, I can find you!" Under the mottled asphalt road, under the dazzling sunlight, several little boys trotted over in the staggered shade of the trees, staring at the little girl hiding under the tree, with anger and ridicule on their faces.

The depressed little girl was shocked, like a panicked little rabbit, jumped up suddenly, her eyes were flustered and uneasy, and she quickly took a few steps back and looked at the little boys with fear.

"What do you want to do?" the little girl seemed extremely scared and asked subconsciously.

Several little boys gritted their teeth, made a fierce expression, and stared at the little girl. "Hmph! I didn't expect you to kick me, which hurt me for a long time." It was clearly a scene of a child having a conflict, but it was just a simple dissatisfaction, without too much emotion.

"So what? It's you..." The little girl bit her lips tightly, with anger in her eyes.

"Brains girl!"

"Black girl!"

"Is that true? Quan Heihei."

The boys suddenly laughed and clapped their hands and high-highs, looking very happy, but their happiness was based on sarcasm and ridicule, and they did not realize that such behavior deeply hurt the little girl's young self-esteem.

That's right! You guys are making fun of me!

The little girl's teeth were chewing, her fists were clenched tightly, her waist was straight, and she glared at the people in front of her without saying a word. They were all classmates, why... you always laugh at me!

Why?

"Ah..." the little girl exclaimed, as if venting her dissatisfaction and anger. She rushed forward with her eyes closed, waved her fists randomly and kicked them randomly.

"Mistress braces, what do you want to do?" A little boy was kicked by a little girl, and it hurt so much that he was angry.

Then, before they could react, the little girl turned around and trotted, constantly wiping her hands.

"Why?" The little girl didn't know why she was always ridiculed by others. She could only ask repeatedly from the bottom of her heart.

The steps were messy, the little girl ran very fast, wiping the corners of her eyes with her hands. The blurred vision made the scene ahead of her a little dazed, but it was extremely clear to her eyes.

The scattered shadows spread out on the person in a mess, reflecting the light that was like fragments of sunlight, as if it was a landscape painting frozen there, giving people a kind of tranquility and peace.

The sunlight cast down, illuminating the corners of his eyes. The slightly raised curve seemed very gentle. The corners of his mouth seemed to contain golden light, and a smile of sunshine was warm and friendly.

It is obviously very vague and confused, but it is real, like real and dreamy, and it is hard to tell.

Then, the little girl didn't know anymore. She felt as if she was lying in the arms of the sun, warm and comfortable, and her inner depression seemed to be driven away by warmth.

At the last glance, she saw a pair of open hands and an open chest, like the warm light reflected by the sunlight.

"Don't cry..." He gently patted the little girl's slightly undulating back, and Han Bin had a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and his gentle eyes seemed to look at his sister, comforting him softly.

When others need to rely on him, he always appears very coincidental, comforting him like a big brother, warmly and caring.

And that’s it! Baoer, Jessie Jeon hates this because it’s like that. He only treats them as childish little girls, and they can only play such a role they don’t want.

Even if they grow up in the future, this fact will be difficult to change, but they cannot change this fact.

Because they are still young, they are just precocious in their relationship.

"Uh..." Several young boys who were chasing over were stunned for a moment, quickly took a few steps back, looking at Han Bin, who was half their body taller, with a little timid look on his eyes and lowered his head.

In their simple cognition, they thought Han Bin was Kwon Yuri's brother, and they made such a prank, and the consequences...

Kwon Yuri is this little girl with a head buried in Han Bin's arms. She has black skin, short hair with her ears, and is wearing corrected braces. She looks like a tomboy but has the fragility of a little girl.

Jessie Jeon's crying, Kim Hyoyeon's unfamiliarity and inferiority, and even Bao'er's girl was shy before. It seemed that every little girl had a little bit of childhood sadness and worries.

Or many years later, these interesting childhood stories will be worthy of their reminiscence. If you think about it occasionally, the corners of your mouth may be cracked.

After sobbing a few times, sucking his sore nose, Kwon Yuri raised her head, her face turned slightly red, and she looked at Han Bin with embarrassment.

With a warm smile, a comfortable and natural smile, a beautiful and soft face, Kwon Yuri's timid eyes couldn't help but stunned, and her little mouth was slightly opened.

It looks so good! Kwon Yuri thought blankly. Like other girls, Han Bin’s first impression is the friendly and natural image of a big brother.

Even Xu Zhuxian and Yoona, sometimes when they are naughty, will always hold their hands to touch his face, looking envious and loving.

Her little mouth opened slightly, revealing her pink tongue, and her smooth teeth were wearing braces. At this time, her eyes were dull and she looked at her in a daze. Han Bin smiled slightly when she saw her insanity.

"fool?"

"Ah..." Kwon Yuri came to her senses with a red face. Listening to this nickname, for some reason, there was no disgust and disgust, but instead felt a faint joy. It was a very strange feeling.

Idiot! He looks like a tomboy, but when he is stunned, his face is cute, but he is extremely cute. Han Bin saw her expression and made a small joke.

Han Bin likes the little girl from the bottom of his heart, and loves it simply, just like looking at his sister. It is a natural habit. I don’t know when, but every time I see some lovely little girls, he will feel a deep feeling of love and can’t help but take care of her.

Maybe it's because he has a pity for others - Han Xue.

After rubbing the little girl's head, Han Bin smiled gently, pulled her behind her, and patted her shoulders lightly, as if this could make people feel at ease and feel safe.

Sometimes he doesn't understand the girl's thoughts, but Han Bin knows the little girl's thoughts and her little temper. Otherwise, if Xu Zhuxian makes a fuss, wouldn't he be at a loss?

So, he is good at taking care of the little girl.

The ups and downs of experience gave Han Bin not only hardships, but many years of hardships made him know how to be a person, his thoughts, and behaviors were much more mature than his peers. When encountering some difficulties, he always looked calm and steady. For this reason, Yu Yongzhen also joked that he was a "little adult".

Han Bin quietly looked at a few little boys who were a little scared. He did not scold or accuse him in anger, and there was still a faint smile on his lips, as if he was so gentle that he had no temper at all.

"Senior, I'm sorry, we were wrong." After a while, the calm atmosphere made them extremely nervous. Several young boys lowered their heads in panic and apologized in panic.

Kwon Yuri, who was hiding behind Han Bin, clenched her fist and cheered a little. She felt inexplicably happy. She tightly pulled the corner of Han Bin's clothes, her face full of excitement.

"It's okay! Don't mess around in the future, study hard." He reminded them in a gentle tone, just like Han Bin's attitude towards others, treating others well is treating themselves well, not to mention that they are just a group of children who don't understand the world.

"We understand, senior! Kwon Yuri, I'm sorry, it's our fault, we shouldn't have been like that..." Several young boys bowed together and apologized to Kwon Yuri.

"Hmph..." He snorted coldly and shook his short hair. Kwon Yuri glanced at it, and after a while, he lowered his little face and said, "Okay, forgive you!"

It’s not that she is not angry, but that she longs for such a group of friends like many children.

The boys were stunned and then expressed their apology seriously again. The conflict between the children was a little childish and funny, unforgettable, but it was so simple and pure.

Contradictions and estrangements may disappear quietly because of the attitudes of children on both sides.

"It's very good!" Han Bin turned around, touched her head, her eyes full of admiration, and then squatted down, still holding her hands lightly, looking at her dark eyes, and asked, "Diddy! What's your name?"

In the distance, several little boys were gradually moving away. Kwon Yuri's face bent with a beautiful curve, which made her round face look a little quiet and delicate, as if the frustration and loss just now disappeared suddenly, and her whole body suddenly became clear.

"My name is Kwon Yuri!"

"Quan Xiaodai..."

...

The simple conversation was filled with a few chuckles and dissatisfaction, reflecting the breeze blowing through the scattered shade of trees, two figures, one big and one small, appearing peaceful and natural.

This year, she was eleven years old.
Chapter completed!