Bug in survival game

Chapter 235 Dream: Brother
The boy originally thought that this child would never dare to come to this small park again after being teased and bullied by others.

Unexpectedly, the little boy came again the next day alone.

Moreover, he still came to find himself.

"Brother, thank you." The little boy raised his head and thanked him softly, the loss and sadness of yesterday could no longer be seen on his face.

The boy was slightly taken aback.

This is, did you react?

"Go away, don't bother me." The boy turned over slightly, his tone blunt.

Hearing this, the little boy under the tree wrinkled his white and tender face like a soft bun, thought for a while, and put the things in his hands under the big tree.

"Brother, this is a thank you gift. Thank you for helping me." After the little boy finished speaking, he turned around and left the spot, but he didn't see any sign of the boy turning around, so he could only hang down in frustration. The head went away.

When there was no movement below, the boy turned his head and looked down.

On the grass next to the big tree, there is a children's lunch box.

"What the hell."

The boy sneered and closed his eyes again.

5 minute later.

The boy jumped down from the tree, picked up the lunch box, and opened it.

There are neatly arranged delicate pastries inside, with a tangy aroma and very attractive to look at.

"Tsk."

……

……

"elder brother!"

The crisp sound of milk sounded again in the small park.

The little boy carried a children's lunch box and walked briskly to the small park.

He stopped under a big lush tree, turned his head and looked around: "Brother?"

"Ah."

At this time, there was a reply from the tree.

The little boy raised his head, and when he saw the boy sitting on the tree clearly, a smile appeared on his face: "Brother!"

The little boy took a few steps back, watched the boy jump down from the tree, then trotted over, tiptoed, and held the lunch box in front of the latter: "Brother, here you are."

The boy took it and sat casually on the grass.

"Brother, today's is..." The little boy sat beside the boy, talking excitedly about what food was in the lunch box.

While eating the pastry, the boy asked, "What story do you want to hear today?"

The little boy hugged his knees with both hands, and said obediently: "Brother, eat first, and then tell me the story after eating."

"Okay." The boy replied, and then began to count silently in his heart.

Before counting to ten, the little boy couldn't sit still, and couldn't help asking: "Brother, where is your home?"

The boy paused for a moment, then continued to eat.

This is the third time this child has asked him. After each time, the child turns his head and forgets, and continues to ask.

"elder brother?"

The boy looked calm, and replied for the fourth time: "There is no home."

"Ah? Why not?" The little boy blinked suspiciously.

"I don't have parents, so naturally I don't have a home." The boy continued to answer.

"Huh? I seem to be the same as my brother. My parents are divorced. The nanny aunt said that my parents are divorced. I just don't have any parents. However, I still have my grandfather."

The teenager raised his head slightly and glanced at the little boy.

These things were the first time the little boy had told him.

"...but grandpa didn't let me play, he said he wanted to study hard and inherit the family business in the future." The little boy lowered his head, his mouth was slightly deflated, and his voice was muffled.

"Isn't it good to inherit the family business?" The young man could feel that the child's family was well-off, and he was of a completely different class from himself.

The little boy shook his head: "I don't like it, it feels so troublesome, I want to be a soldier! Be a hero!"

Hearing this, the boy looked at the little boy and chuckled lightly: "Short, do you still want to be a soldier?"

"I will grow taller! When I grow taller, I can be a warrior!" The little boy retorted firmly with a puffy face.

"Oh..." The boy responded perfunctorily.

"Brother, don't you believe me?"

"Okay, trust you."

"..."

(End of this chapter)