The rain outside finally stopped. Liang Jingmo saw the little girl wilted like an Amba daylily, so he silently bought the little girl a popsicle and accompanied her home. The dog followed behind, and the little girl held the popsicle in her hands and licked it enthusiastically. Because she was so focused on licking, she tripped over small stones several times. Liang Jingmo sighed, stopped, and turned to look at the little girl helplessly. There were still tears in the corners of the little girl's eyes, and she looked at him confused and confused. She didn't know why he suddenly stopped and couldn't move away. The little boy stretched out his hand. The little girl still doesn't understand. The little boy finally got impatient, grabbed the little girl's hand and pulled her away. Just like this, a little girl concentrated on licking the popsicles, and a little boy pulled her and led her on the way home. In fact, they are still like this many years later. Mr. Liang is going through the thorns and thorns in front of him, holding Mrs. Liang, who is a road addict and does not look at the road, walking step by step. When he turns around, the bright and beautiful smile of Mrs. Liang will always be seen.
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