Our Secret (Secret In The Lattice)

Chapter 3

    Secret love is in the world of one person, and you two have lived your life.

    ——Excerpt from the first chapter of "Little Monsters Growing Diary"

    Back in June 2003, the Ding family had two great joys.

    First, Ding Xian was admitted to Yansan Middle School, a national key. The second , Ding's father was transferred to the Yansan District Planning Bureau, and the unit assigned him a welfare house in Yansan Hutong. Although he paid a lot of monthly payments, it was convenient for Ding's mother to supervise and study.

    In Ding Xian's eyes, it was not supervision, it was surveillance.

    If things like cameras could be popularized at that time, perhaps her room would have been full of needles, Ding Xian had to thank that backward era and reserved the last place for her privacy.

    Yansan Hutong has a history of 100 years. It is divided into east and west lanes. In East Lane, people living in the East Lane are all respectable ancestors. The West Lane was later developed by the government into welfare houses and distributed to the staff in the unit. Of course, Ding Xian's mother, Ye Wanxian, is not a good stubborn, watching people serve dishes is her strength.

    At the end of June, Ding Xian bid farewell to her friends in the countryside and moved into Yansan Hutong with her mother.

    The welfare room was on the first floor, dark and damp, the walls were peeling and falling ashes. In front of the window of Ding Xian's room was a tree with a crooked neck. In summer, the green branches and leaves happened to block the light in her room. Sometimes the lights were turned on during the day to do homework. One month later, she found that the tree with a crooked neck had a double image.

    Compared with the younger brother who lives in the master bedroom with a large balcony and separate bathroom, Ding Xian understands his mother's eccentricity, but has long been accustomed to negligence.

    Ding Xian sat in front of the Crooked Neck Tree for a whole summer vacation, then thought of one thing and applied to live on campus.

    "What do you do when you live on campus? You have to pay an extra 200 yuan to live on campus, so you can make money?" Ye Wanxian was mopping the floor, bending over and said.

    Ding Xian lowered her head and stared closely at her toes, as if she was ashamed of her unruly demands.

    "Don't stand here and get in the way. If you don't help, go back to your room and read a book."

    Ye Wanxian took the mop and went out to wash, without answering her head: "Don't hinder your brother from playing with toys." Without waiting for Ding Xian to turn around. The little devil behind her had already drove the newly bought toy car to her side, and the wheels maliciously rolled over Ding Xian's toes. Ding Xian was also angry. The little demon in her heart was about to move and kicked directly on the little devil's car.

    With little strength, the car shook and quickly regained its balance.

    The little devil quit, got out of the car and pushed Ding Xian hard.

    Ding Xian stepped on the short table with one foot to see the injury. She was suddenly hit by someone on her back. She couldn't stand her weight. She leaped straight towards the solid wood sofa on one side. Her forehead hit the corner and immediately swelled up. A big round convex bag.

    "Ding Juncong!!" Ding Xian yelled in a suppressed voice, for fear of attracting scolding from her mother.

    The eight-year-old culprit sat back in the toy car, patted his forehead and laughed.