Chapter 3083: Innocence 4
I was chubby from being raised by my grandmother. Bundled up for the winter, I struggled to walk on my wobbly legs, stretching my arms out towards him.
In a mont of inattention, I fell to the ground. Although it wasn’t serious, there was an abrasion on my palm. Before I could cry out, Dongyu’s eyes turned red and he hugged in a panic. For the first ti in my life, I saw an expression other than gentleness and indifference on his face.
As I grew bigger, I ran a little more steadily and gradually beca more sturdy. I played with the other children – we’d play hide-and-seek, catch crickets and do such things on a whim.
In those days, my favorite ti of the day was night ti.
At that ti, we were young and uninhibited. Every night, my grandmother would bathe Dongyu. At that age, I had no idea what embarrassnt was. I would crawl into the bathtub to be with him.
I especially liked to tease him. I even pointed at a certain part of Dongyu, who had yet to develop, and asked Grandma, “Why is my brother’s different from mine?”
Grandma was always amused by . She would tap my nose and laugh at for being shaless.
On the contrary, Dongyu was a little shy. When I was naked next to him, he would freeze and not dare to move.
Grandma helped us apply the shower gel on our bodies. I really liked the sweet fragrance and liked the fact that Dongyu and I slled alike.
I was afraid of the dark, and I didn’t like sleeping with Grandma, but I was willing to squeeze onto a small bed with Dongyu.
At night, I often brazenly wrapped my little arms and legs around him, pestering him to play Scissors, Paper, Stone. Boring gas beca the most interesting diversion.
When the moon hung high in the sky and I couldn’t sleep, I liked lying beside him, propping my head up, watching him sing and listening to his stories.
Dongyu had a very pleasant voice. It was as clear as a wind chi, with a hint of childishness. He would sing gently into my ear.
At that ti, he only knew how to sing a few songs that he learned from music class. However, I never got tired of listening to him. Every night during my childhood, his soft singing would accompany till I drifted off to sleep.
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In the mories of my youth, Dong Yu was sowhat insipid. He always locked himself in his own world, either doing howork or reading masterpieces that were outside of the curriculum.
He started piano lessons when he was six, so I often pestered him to teach how to play the piano.
At that ti, Dongyu was cold and unapproachable in the eyes of many children. He was so noble and distant.
In retrospect, he, with his city background, could not be compared with those wild children who grew up playing in the countryside. He was clean, tidy and had a scholarly air.
These qualities were not sothing an ordinary child could have.
People with good etiquette and refined speech were used by many parents as their source of reference.
I rember one ti when I got into a fight with a boy nad Doudou. The two of us were fighting in the yellow sand. I was weaker than him and was defeated. I was surrounded by other children and sent ho. I was dirty from head to toe and had bruises all over my body. My eyes were swollen from the sand that had gotten in.
At that ti, there weren’t any adults at ho. When Dongyu saw in such a sorry state, his beautiful brow imdiately furrowed. He pushed into the bathtub and carefully helped remove my clothes. However, when he saw the bruises on my body, he stood there, feeling so distressed that he didn’t know what to do.
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