CH 7
I Want to Be Friends With You
Little Miaomiaoâs thoughts circled around the packet of dried meat. She thought that she couldâve shared it with Zhou Yuan, if she couldâve brought it. The pomegranate that Zhou Yuan gifted to her was very large. She had to use both of her hands to hold it. She stared at it. She thought about whether Zhou Yuan gifted this to her as a token of friendship. If he did, she would accept it.
Looking at her dumbfounded expression, Zhou Yuan found her cute. The other night, after discovering her past affliction, curiosity surged within him, and he wanted to know more. So, he sought and found a video that recorded her abuse. The video showed how her parents locked her inside a cat cage as punishment, which forced her to languish within a tiny enclosure for more than six years. He now understood why her reactions were slow.
He didnât press her for any response and simply said, âTell me if you want to eat it. I will peel it for you. You should peel it right before you eat it or else it will rot when exposed to the air for too long.â
Little Miaomiao blinked and didnât understand a word that he said.
Patiently, Zhou Yuan clarified to her, âThe fruit contains the pomegranate seeds that we ate yesterday. If the seeds are exposed to air for too long, then they will wither and will become inedible.â
This time, Little Miaomiao finally understood. She clasped the pomegranate tightly in her hands. She wanted to preserve it for her aunt. Her aunt said that it would take a long time for the seeds that they planted to sprout. She mustered up her courage to speak and said slowly, âI want to take this sixteen back.â
But she felt wrong for some reason. She couldnât hone in on what was wrong, but a tinge of anxiety crept into a corner of her heart. After all, it was something that her friend had gifted to her. She kept her head down and whispered, âIâll gift youâ¦the dried meat. Itâs very deliciousâ¦Iâll give all of it to you.â
Zhou Yuan looked at the top of her head. Seeing her lower her head while speaking, he thought that the little girl was too timid, whenever she spoke to him.
Time froze for a moment and Zhou Yuan remembered how she took yesterdayâs pomegranate seeds home as well. He found this a little unusual. Why didnât she eat it and why did she keep it in her bag?
He asked her, âWhy does Little Miaomiao want to bring it home?â
Little Miaomiao whispered back, âAuntie wanted to eat sixteen, so I want to bring it to her.â
Zhou Yuan was speechless. Yesterday, she clandestinely hid the pomegranate seeds and brought them back home to gift them to her adoptive mother. But when she saw how they rotted away, she felt sad, is this correct?
After realizing this, a wave of complicated emotions overcame Zhou Yuan. He couldnât help stroking her head, âAlright, you can take them home, Little Miaomiao.â
Little Miaomiaoâs mood lightened, and she gladly put the sixteen into her schoolbag.
During this time, several children walked into the classroom hand in hand. They conversed with each other. Just like yesterday.
Little Miaomiao looked at their interlocking hands and thought that they must be good friends. She pondered about her reception of Zhou Yuanâs food and wondered if they were also, now, good friends.
Little Miaomiao turned her head and focused her attention to Zhou Yuanâs hand. His hand held a pen, and he wrote quickly to complete his homework.
Of course, Zhou Yuan had to write swiftly, in order to finish his homework, as class was about to begin.
Little Miaomiao thought that she should be patient. Tomorrow, she will give him the packet of dried meat and hold hands with him.
After Zhou Yuan completed his homework, he realized that Little Miaomiao intermittently glanced at his hand. He also looked at his hand, but didnât see anything special in them.
Then, Zhou Yuan remembered that scars riddled Little Miaomiaoâs hands. He noticed that the long sleeves of her dress that she wore today were custom-designed ruffles. The design looked gorgeous.
Little Miaomiao always paid fastidious attention to her hands due to her scars. When she saw how Zhou Yuan pulled out his sleeves and concealed his hands like she did, she retracted her gaze. She thought that her tablemate didnât want to hold hands with her.
When the second period finished, Little Miaomiao was on her way to the washroom, but she was intercepted by the little girl who sat behind her, who also coincidentally went to the washroom. She held Little Miaomiaoâs hand and said, âYour name is Little Miaomiao, right? My name is Jing Jing. Letâs go to the washroom together.â
Little Miaomiao was surprised, when the little girl held her hand. She thought about whether she made a new friend.
The girl named Jingjing had a round face and when she smiled, her eyes would curve. When she held Little Miaomiaoâs hands, she felt something amiss. Suddenly, she screamed, âThere are bugs on your hands!â
Little Miaomiao was also startled and pulled her sleeves down to cloak her hands and retorted, âNo.â
A few children were watching their interaction and they saw the back of Little Miaomiaoâs hands that were riddled with criss-crossed scars. This shocked all of them instantly.
Zhou Yuan stood up and helped Little Miaomiao pull her sleeves down. Children had no emotional intelligence and would say whatever they wished. Zhou Yuan feared that they would harm Little Miaomiaoâs feelings by talking nonsense.
He had to act quickly and preempt any difficulties that Little Miaomiao might face, so with a grave expression on his face, Zhou Yuan said, âYou all discovered it so soon!â
Jing Jing who touched her hand still felt something was wrong. She couldnât help but to ask him, âWhat happened to her hand?â
Zhou Yuan soothed Little Miaomiao by gently stroking her head and said, âSure enough. You all have forgotten about the incident that happened five years ago, when we traversed into this world from another world.â
Since Jing Jing screamed loudly, all the other students gathered around them. There were more than twenty little children encircling them. A tinge of fear crept into a corner of Little Miaomiaoâs heart.
âFive years ago?â
Someone calculated his age and said, âZhou Yuan. Five years ago, I was two years old.â
âIs that five years ago?â
Zhou Yuan whispered, âSomeone go and shut the door. Donât allow others to know about this. Why do you think weâre in the same class? Itâs because of what happened five years ago.â
A boy swiftly went to shut the classroom door.
âWhen we first arrived in this world, we were all omniscient and omnipotent. Not only that, but we could also communicate with each other at that time.â Zhou Yuan said seriously.
One of the little boys quickly interjected, âItâs fake. I watched this on TV.â
Zhou Yuan shifted his attention to him and said, âLittle Gang, do you remember the incident when you were a one year old and fell down from the second floor? At that time, we were all conversing and you paid no heed outside and fell down.â
Zhou Yuan looked at another classmate and said, âYou were there during that time. But you were busy sitting on your dogâs back and played with it as if it were a horse.â
Little Gang was stunned. His mother told him about an incident when he fell down from the second floor. He was very fat when he was young. He tried to crawl over the security net affixed to the balcony, but he fell down. Fortunately, the lawn below broke his fall and he only received a few cuts to his ears. âHow do you knowâ¦â
Another classmate said, âMy mom often said that I used to walk around everywhere and my family had to drag me backâ¦â
A quick-witted classmate instantly asked, âZhou Yuan, what was I doing at that time?â
Zhou Yuan glanced and gestured as if he was recalling it and said, âYou always liked to bite your dadâs slippers. We tried to persuade you to stop for a long time, but you didnât listen to us.â