"Why does your mother never take you home?"

"I don't have a mother."

"Hey? Why don't you have a mother? We all have one."

Facing the innocent questions from his friends, the young Huang Xiaobei rubbed his little nose.

"Without a mother, there would be no mother. You don't know it. Without a mother, you don't have to go to bed so early every day. You can watch TV for as long as you want. You don't have to wash your hands often. If your clothes are torn, you don't have to mend them.

Just buy a new one, hehe, how good it is."

"Wow, you are so kind. You can do whatever you want."

Facing the envious looks of his friends, Huang Xiaobei straightened his back and smiled proudly.

"Yeah, I think I'm pretty good too."

The gentle call sounded from behind the children, shattering the shield that the little boy relied on.

"Xiaobao went home for dinner."

"Xiao Lin has to do his homework after dinner."

"Ah, no, mom is here. Let's play together tomorrow, Xiaobei."

In the blink of an eye, the children disappeared from the sand in the park, leaving only rows of immature footprints.

Mothers held their children's dirty hands and said complainingly and helplessly, "What time is it? Look at how dirty you are."

"Hey mom, I was praised by the teacher in kindergarten today."

All the children were taken home by their parents. In the blink of an eye, there was only one child left on the sand that was originally full of children playing.

The little boy is very beautiful, with big watery eyes like a girl's.

Seeing the squirming bodies of his friends as they were being taken away by their parents, and the gentle expressions on their parents' faces, the little boy squatted on the ground and watched quietly.

After looking in the direction of his home for a while to make sure that no one would come to pick him up, the little boy stood up, put his dirty little hands in his pockets, lowered his head, and left.

In his mouth, he muttered softly.

"Yeah, I think it's good too."

The little figure walked alone on the road, under the setting sun, the childish back was spread on the golden ground.

Right, I think it's good too...

Huang Xiaobei looked at his childhood self silently and shook his head.

It's nothing, it's really nothing, I don't care, and I understand.

Eye House has been very good to me, unimaginably good, and one person wants to be able to bear the kindness of two people.

I know that he is very tired, very tired. Sometimes I wonder if I dragged him to death. Sometimes I even wonder if he can live a few more years without me.

Drag the oil bottle? That's right.

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"Hey, let me tell you a joke. There was such a person once upon a time. He..."

"Hey, hey, are you annoying? Everyone in the next class told this joke yesterday. What else are you telling me? It's not interesting at all."

"That's right, you should talk about something else interesting."

Huang Xiaobei lowered his head.

"I don't know anything else."

"Tch, boring."

Soon, Huang Xiaobei raised his head and said with a silly smile.

"Then let me tell you something else. It's very interesting. It's really very interesting."

No one paid any attention to him, and a few people just waved their hands in response.

Huang Xiaobei's eyes darkened a bit, but he still walked closer to his classmates with a smile.

"It's really interesting."

The boy in the light blue uniform gathered next to the other children in the light blue uniform, trying his best to blend in with them and let them listen to his jokes.

Perhaps, he just wants everyone to pay more attention to him.

All he got in return was Huang Xiaobei's disdainful gaze.

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"Come on, come on, play games, play games, Xiaobei, there is still one person missing, will you come?"

Huang Xiaobei rolled up his sleeves without saying anything.

"Then I have to do it. Don't you know if I play this? It's definitely..."

"Um, can you bring me one?"

More than a dozen eyes fell on Huang Xiaobei invariably.

Huang Xiaobei's heart twitched as he seemed to have expected something.

"Haha, you must take care of three good students. Xiaobei, just wait for the next round."

"Yes, that's okay."

Lowering his head and raising it again, Huang Xiaobei stood aside with a smile. There was no loss in his eyebrows, only a silly smile.

Standing on the sidelines, he smiled and seemed not to feel unfair at all.

Huang Xiaobei snorted coldly.

I knew what he was thinking. Although he felt uncomfortable, he was afraid of being ostracized by everyone, so he didn't dare to do anything excessive.

He even felt that this was the treatment he deserved!

I'm such a bad person, it would be nice if everyone could play with me. It doesn't matter if I wait a little longer...

The smile on Huang Xiaobei's face became even colder.

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"Today I am going to play the guitar for you and give you a song called "Castle in the Sky"."

Under the eyes of everyone, he thought he was playing well.

"hehe."

The first chuckle sounded.

He played a wrong note, and a trace of cold sweat flowed from his forehead.

"Hehehe."

A second chuckle sounded.

He stopped unconsciously and put on a smile.

"Hahahahaha."

More laughter rang out.

He also stood on the stage and burst out laughing.

Huang Xiaobei stared indifferently at the guy in front of the stage who smiled humbly.

At the end, no one spoke anymore and everyone was laughing.

He was holding his guitar and standing stiffly on the podium, listening to the laughter and laughing too.

He just naturally complied with everyone's wishes, turning himself into a pure joke, allowing himself to stride forward on the road of comedy.

So, he is a joke. No matter what he does, he will always be a pitiful joke.

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Huang Xiaobei smiled and nodded.

This is him, this is the me before, the joke in everyone’s eyes.

To be honest, I hate him very much, very much, almost to the point of hating him.

Because he is too overestimated.

Isn’t it just that I didn’t have a mother when I was a child? What does this mean? What does this mean?

Although he doesn't say it on the surface, I know that he is very envious. He is very envious of children who have mothers, so he really wants to get more. Therefore, he would rather be treated like a joke than to be treated like a joke.

He cuddles up to others shamelessly.

He thought he was walking happily holding hands with others, but in fact, he was licking their thighs like a dog.

People threw bones to him, but he thought it was friendship. When he was licking someone's thigh, he didn't even see the fooling look in his eyes.

Poor, so pitiful...
To be continued...