At two o'clock in the morning, I picked up a child next to the trash can.
He was dirty and thin, looked at me with a pair of amber eyes, and then grabbed my trousers.
He said: "Hungry."
I took him home.
He didn't know his name, where he came from, or how old he was. Like an abandoned little animal, watching the world cautiously.
I said, "Then I'll call you Xiaomai."
I thought I was his keeper, responsible for feeding him, keeping him warm, and taking good care of him.
Until one day, he held my hand in the dark and whispered:
"Brother, I like you."
It's not like a younger brother likes an older brother.
It's the kind of love that wants to be with you all the time, only to be seen by you, and only touched by you.
At that moment I discovered——
It seems that he is not the only one who has been raised well.
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[Reading Tips]
· A story about picking up a person, raising a person, and then losing yourself in it.
· Daily, slow-heating type, the sweetness gradually exceeds the standard.
· Also known as "Diary of the Husband of a Social Animal" and "From Trash Can to the Same Bed".
Purpose: Strive to be a good young man
