Boys and girls, gather around and let’s continue my story. Yeah, where are we now? Oh, still on the second day, I remember it now. [I am quite in an old granny of 99 or 111 years old mood the time being, lol~]
A string of naughty tears came out on the sly quietly, can you imagine my mood at that time? How I missed the lovely past but anyway I could no longer go back. Then I began to cry out, later cry loud, just like a baby, and I didn’t even notice the kid had come back from class and was behind me.
“Dear grandma, why do you cry again?” his question suddenly came into my ears and surprised me, I stopped crying and wept off the tears in a hurry. Oh, what a shame! As I asked back, “Again? Who? Yourself?” he burst into a funny laughter, “You forgot so fast! It was you not me who cried the other day, don’t you remember it at all? It took me a long time to make you smile, I even took out all the chocolates that I hided in my stockings!” Somehow I felt a warm gulf flow into my heart, and all the sadness disappeared in a minute. After the sadness came the shyness, “Um… Are you hungry, dear? Let me make you a nice dinner!”
I may cry too hard, it took me a while to full my stomach. Yeah, I have to say, fullness is much better than hunger! I also felt much better. So I invited the kid [let me give him a name, hmm, how about Kaixin?] to take a walk with me around our house. I guessed because I was very full, so I walked quite a long way before tired. Then we had a competition, counting the stars. As he counted the stars carefully, I just counted the thin moon. When I said, “ You lose! Because the rule has changed, counting the moon other than stars!” He began to tickle me again. “Ok, ok, ok, you win, you win, you win! Let’s go home.” I had to beg him poorly, because I was a ticklish granny. After saying good bye to the moon and stars, we came back home and said goodnight to each other.
To be continued…
Comments
Very interesting game! I promise!
Thanks, my dear sister pls!
hahaha. You are a funny granny. I love reading your story.