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Sitting on the bus going home, looking at the pedestrians in the window, and the different buildings that flashed past, who is the passenger? We know each other. In the car, this is not the peak period of work, sparsely sitting a dozen people. In this extended version of the space, it is particularly open and loose. I don't know when, I sat next to a little boy. Turned and glanced, about six or seven years old, yellow T-shirt, blue denim shorts, a pair of sandals, sitting in the seat and writhing restlessly. Looked before and after and right, is he alone in the car? It seems that the sinister sunlight from the window is shining into the car, and even if the air conditioner is turned on, it can feel the sun burning. But for those of us who are just looking for a job, the interviews on various occasions are the scorching sun, the rainless and unimpeded boy went to an empty seat opposite. Next to him is a girl who should still be a middle school student. The girl is playing with her mobile phone with her earphones, and she ignores the restless movements of the little boy. The little boy took her fan and fanned it. She pretended not to see it; the little boy grabbed the columns on both sides and walked across the pavement, and she turned a blind eye. When I got on the bus, I heard the driver calling the child who was restless on the bus to sit in Anan, and could not walk around at will. A turn or a sudden brake may cause the child to fall. However, this little boy is like a flying bird, playing freely on the bus. It seems that here is his amusement world. The little boy accidentally came to sit next to me and pointed at my right arm. "Auntie, what's wrong with you here?" The curious childish voice seemed to be with concern. This is a question that many people have asked. I casually said: "The birthmark." Indeed, there is a black birthmark with a big thumb on my right arm and wrist. Listening to my mother, they said that at the time of birth, this birthmark was only a small point, and as I grew older Marlboro Gold, it grew up. They also said that fortunately this birthmark was hit at the wrist Wholesale Cigarettes, and it would be ugly to hit the face. That way, invincibility is disfigurement. The little boy lowered his head and said with a sullen voice: "How can I have no birthmark?" And I, because of his "Auntie" heart Marlboro Red, has long since turned around and continued to look out the window. The scene outside the window indicates where it is, but still does not know. Just thinking in my heart, I thought: I was really old, I don��t know when, the little boy has got a white earphone from his trouser pocket. It seems a bit irritating, and the entangled headphone cord is like a mess in his hand. In the end, he seems to be unable to solve it. He said to me, "Auntie, this headset is for you." He said that he still did not forget to hand the headset to me. Looking at his a little annoyed heart, I waved my hand and said softly, thank you. Then he ignored him for a while and looked out the window. But the little boy did not give up, but continued to bring the headset to me, always saying: "Give you", "Give you", "Give you". However, his enthusiasm was changed back and I refused to ignore it. The little boy squatted back to the empty seat opposite Marlboro Cigarettes, and bowed down to continue unresolving the headphone cord. Yu Guangtao, he should be very lost and very sad. At the next stop, I am going to get off. A middle-aged woman sitting in front called a name and didn't listen to it Newport Cigarettes Coupons. But what she said, I know, she and the girl and the little boy who play the mobile phone are mother and daughter, mother and child relationship. She probably meant to ask the girl to look at the little boy, and don't let him walk around at random. Walking, or implicit expression. At this point, the little boy has already walked from the front to the rear of the car, jumping from the opposite seat to the seat. Finally, the little boy sat next to me. However, his uneasy temper did not stop for a moment. Sitting in the seat, holding both sides of the seat with both hands, legs straight, and slowly sliding down. It can be seen that he seems to be feeling that he would not come to sit next to me, but looking at the naughty at the moment, he found that he only loved to avenge himself. The platform is coming, I got up and ready to go to the door and wait. The little boy closed his leg and let me go out. At the moment I stepped on the seat, the little boy smiled sweetly and shouted: "Auntie worships." I turned back to him with a sincere and happy smile, "bye bye." Although the "Auntie" to him was still a bit guilty, but after a little while getting off the bus, I looked back and looked at the little boy carefully. He was sitting on the seat I was sitting on, sitting on the window with both hands, looking at the rich and complicated world outside. The car stopped. I, I got off the bus and walked back, but I didn't dare to turn around and see if the little boy who was still on the window was still there. Walk through the rear of the car and look back at the 99 bus that is gradually moving away. Who is the passer? No one can tell. However, the moment that can't be forgotten, the moment, and the end will be the best memories.

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