The Little King Next Door Chapter 74: Hello 2.30

Zhou Jiaman cried and ran back to her room.

Soon, Zhang Wenjun knocked on her door.

Ms. Zhang's heart almost jumped out when she learned that her daughter ran back to her room crying.

"What's the matter? Is there a conflict?" Ms. Zhang asked nervously as soon as she entered the door.

Zhou Jiaman shook her head, with teardrops hanging on her eyelashes. When she spoke, the teardrops "popped" down.

"No, I'm just so happy to see her."

Knowing her mother's worries, she briefly talked about her relationship with her little sister.

Ms. Zhang lovingly patted her head, she understood what had happened, and she breathed a sigh of relief.

Looking at her red-eyed daughter, Ms. Zhang stretched out her hand to wipe her tears and comforted her daughter with a smile: "Since you are happy, shouldn't you laugh?"

Zhou Jiaman nodded, raised her hand and wiped the wet corners of her eyes, but she couldn't stop her tears. She threw her head into Ms. Zhang's arms and choked, "I saw her... I saw... Mom."

Ms. Zhang patted her on the back, and although the corners of her eyes were wet, there was a happy and happy smile on her beautiful face.

"Your father and I were worried that you would have any opinion on picking her up." She paused, then couldn't help but smile again: "That's great."

Zhou Jiaman raised her head from her mother's arms, surprised by her parents' "malicious speculation" about her. She widened a pair of beautiful eyes and said angrily, "How can I have an opinion? You don't know how much I've been looking forward to her coming back. I've been looking forward to it since I was a child."

Ms. Zhang saw her daughter's coquettish appearance and said quickly: "It's me and your father who saved you as a gentleman! But you didn't like to play with other peers since you were a child, and you don't have any close children. My partner, and I don’t like children either. Your father and I will inevitably worry that you will hate this sister who will share your future life with you.”

Although daughters seem to be generous and sensible, and treat everyone in a polite and courteous manner, how could their parents not know that it is all superficial.

There are very few people who really care about her. Many times they can even see the loneliness, unnaturalness, and slight boredom she accidentally reveals when she gets along with others.

Anyway, the big girl in her arms is just a child who just entered college.

Having lost their first daughter, they naturally looked at the second daughter like jewels, and they couldn't bear to be wronged a little bit. Many things, knowing that she didn't like it, they would naturally stop forcing her.

Fortunately, this daughter has always been their pride and has never let them down.

Zhou Jiaman leaned against her mother's arms and slowly calmed down her excitement.

After a while, she smiled slightly, and the smile became brighter and brighter, like the warm sun that broke free from the horizon in early winter, throwing away the cold and darkness, and began to release warmth.

She held her mother's hand, smiled, and slowly said those expectations and secrets that she never said.

Zhou Jiaman recalled that when she was a child, her parents told her that she actually had a sister, how happy she was at that time, but they immediately told her that the sister was missing.

Since then, this sister has existed in her childhood fantasies and dreams.

When her parents are too busy to spend time with her, she imagines that a sister is by her side, accompanying her and taking her to play various games, just like all her classmates' sisters , will accompany them to play with dolls, play house, and tell them nice stories.

The image of my sister is getting taller and taller in Zhou Jiaman's imagination.

She has almost become Zhou Jiaman's omnipotent existence, like a supergirl.

Slowly, she seems to really exist.

Beside her.

Whenever she hears others talk about their sister, Zhou Jiaman will think proudly: She has and has a sister, the most powerful sister in the world. That's her r.

Her r will do everything for her, and can also help her drive away the darkness, drive away loneliness, and make the empty room warm and fulfilling.

r will always accompany the lonely Zhou Jiaman, like her shadow.

For many years since then, Zhou Jiaman and her parents have been looking for this sister.

Year after year, seeing her parents' disappointing faces, she was also disappointed in her heart, and even felt broken and painful.

If she hadn't learned that she had a sibling of the same mother, she might not have cared so much.

But there was once a person who lived in the womb of the mother she once lived in, and was the only person in the world other than her parents who had blood with her.

This person has existed.

And it may still be there.

Zhou Jiaman thought, that must be the best gift for her.

That was the most beautiful dream she ever had in her childhood and as a teenager.

Although I haven't seen a single photo of the other party, and even the descriptions about the other party I heard from the parents are pitiful, Zhou Jiaman insists on participating in the parents' search for this relative, year after year.

All she hopes is that one day she will be able to stand in front of this sister with her own eyes.

Tell her to herself, and to the other person.

They are the most intimate people in the world.

This crazy idea has turned into obsession after year after year.

Zhou Jiaman told herself time and time again to wait patiently, but sometimes she felt hopeless.

The kind of despair is even deeper than the despair of the parents who can't find their daughter, because the parents can talk and comfort with her daughter, but she can never have a sister again.

There was even one time when my mother secretly asked her if she wanted a brother or sister.

Zhou Jiaman cruelly refused.

She knows what her rejection means.

—The mother was pregnant at the time.

Her refusal means killing the possibility of the child being born.

Neither father nor mother ever refused any of her requests.

The mother was not negotiating with her, but handing over the child's right to stay in her hands.

But Zhou Jiaman just couldn't nod.

She can't nod her head.

She doesn't want a child to take her sister's place in her heart.

She knew she would be shaken.

She would be shaken if there was a cute little life connected to her blood standing in front of her.

But how unfair it is to my sister.

She was adored by her parents from birth, and her sister left her parents just after birth.

Now there is another life to occupy the hearts of her parents and her, what about my sister?

Is it forgotten year after year?

Who will remember her?

How long can I remember?

Zhou Jiaman thought, since she has been doting on her for so long and letting her be self-willed for so long, why can't she be self-willed again this time?

She's a bad boy.

She doesn't want any younger sister or younger brother to take that place.

——The person with whom she is related by blood. The person she had been waiting for who did not know the face and appearance was just a vague imagination in her mind.

She doesn't want anyone to replace her.

Later, the mother really had an abortion without her father's knowledge. After the father found out, he refused to pay attention to her for a long time.

Zhou Jiaman knew that his father was blaming himself.

She is willing to suffer the consequences, to bear the blame of her father.

She is a selfish person, she really, desperately wants this sister to come back.

She is afraid that one day, even herself will forget this sister.

The night when my mother finished the abortion, Zhou Jiaman hid in the house alone and cried silently.

She is willing to give all her dolls and beautiful clothes to the child who left without birth, but she can't accept the changes it will bring.

Because just a few days ago, she heard her parents chatting in the room.

My father was so happy with this new life that he even said he would give up searching for her sister.

"I haven't found it after searching for so many years, why don't you just forget it." Her father's voice came into her ears through the door that wasn't closed tightly.

Forget it?

Forget it...

Zhou Jiaman, who was standing at the door, thought in a daze: Because of having another child, is my sister no longer needed?

She came so excitedly and left so sadly, like a little mouse that has always been gray.

She originally wanted to tell them that she had a dream when she was taking a nap at noon. In the dream, someone was talking to her and playing with her. She thought that was her sister.

She must have come to see her in her dreams.

They were so busy that she could only see them before dinner in the morning and before bed at night.

It was rare for them to come back so early today, but they "announced" such a news to her.

Zhou Jiaman felt very sad.

She felt so powerless and wished to grow up quickly so that she could find her sister.

After a few days of depression, her mother came into her room one night and told her a bedtime story for the first time ever.

Then asked her gently: "Do Manman want a younger brother or sister?"

She knew her mother was trying to tell her the good news.

After a moment of silence, Zhou Jiaman showed an annoyed expression and said annoyed: "Children are the most annoying. I definitely don't want to have a brother or sister. If there is, it must be the most hated creature in the world. ."

Mother's hands froze as she stroked her, and the tender expression on her face darkened.

"What if you're about to have a younger brother or sister?" the mother asked sternly.

Zhou Jiaman showed a naive and cruel expression and asked quietly, "Then, Mom, can I strangle it?"

Ms. Zhang was so frightened by her daughter that she even broke the vase by the bed.

She even began to wonder, is this innocent-looking girl who speaks the most cruel and vicious language in the world really her daughter?

Twelve-year-old Zhou Jiaman showed maturity and ruthlessness beyond her age at that moment.

She looked coldly at her mother who was unconsciously stroking her belly, smiled softly, and asked innocently, "Mom, if my brother or sister comes, will you send it to school? Or, umm ..." Zhou Jiaman lowered his head and thought for a moment, then raised his head and said, "Play games with him, take him for a walk, and take him to the amusement park on weekends?"

Zhou Jiaman hugged herself slowly, and said helplessly: "Other mothers take their children to the amusement park and tell them stories... just like what you just told me. But I usually I can't even see you..."

"Mom, if I have younger siblings, will they also see you often?"

"Mom, I don't want my brother or sister to come to our house. It's too lonely to come to our house. It will cry out sadly."

"Let it go to someone else's house, a home where you can often see your parents."

When Zhou Jiaman asked herself with a naive expression if she could strangle it, Ms. Zhang only had doubts.

I wonder why my daughter would say such cruel words.

And when Zhou Jiaman almost helplessly asked her brother or sister if she would not see her mother too often, Ms. Zhang suddenly understood that from beginning to end, it was not this child who was cruel.

The most cruel thing is her mother.

Give birth to children, but can't let them feel the love and company of their mothers.

So, in the first place, why give birth?

She gave birth to two daughters, one was lost by her, and the other lived in the shadow of her mother's loss of her eldest daughter when she was a child, and later lived in loneliness without her mother's company all day long.

She, the mother, and her two daughters, failed.

Even recently, she was discussing with her husband that she should give up the search for her missing eldest daughter in order to start a new life.

However, will she never let down this new life in her stomach?