Xiao Fan walked on the way home as usual. There was silence on all sides, only one or two lights flickered. Xiao Fan straightened out the wind-blown hair, and his heart was as messy as his hair. I always feel that something is in my ears, sigh, sigh…
I stopped in front of the gate of my own large area, took out my mobile phone to call that familiar Phone number: “Hey, mom, come and pick me up.”
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Xiao Fan lives on the 15th floor. There are many people in this old district. Have moved away. After a while, her mother appeared at the gate and waved to Xiaofan. Xiaofan ran over. She smiled and said, “The street light in front is broken. Let’s go around.” Xiaofan smiled and left obediently.
The road ahead is still very dark, I can see the shadow of a tree vaguely, Xiao Fan turned around and found that her mother was walking slowly, and she urged Mom hurryed up and went up the stairs.
1st floor. . . 2nd Floor. . . 3rd floor……. On the 8th floor, at this time, Xiao Fan’s phone rang: “Hey…”
“Xiao Fan, mother is here, where are you?”
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Toot, toot, toot…