Ten wandered around the fields, wondering what is the good and benefit of this new neighborhood. His parents told him not to go far away, but you can't blame a seven year old to be the reckless person he is.
He didn't like moving to this new place, not when there is no kid like his age to befriend him. 'It is the province that can help us live peacefully' His parents told him. But he was too young to feed his thoughts with those words.
As he took a big leap to reach the top of the hill. He froze when he found a toy car interrupting his little steps. He took a hold of it looking at its features to see if the toy is old or new. He would want to meet a friend around his age, but as tempting as it looks, he wanted to play with it.
Ten made noises exactly what a car would make. Ran and treated it as a flying airplane, imagining that a car could fly. The breeze made it cooler for him to adjust the heat that had been hitting him this past morning. But as thick the breeze is, a little voice entered in between the gaps of the wind,"What are you doing?" The kid asked.
Ten froze and timid he is now, the fact that he 'stole' a toy that isn't his, made him have guilt in his heart.
Ten is a sweet boy, he knows to love, and he knows how to ask for forgiveness if his love hurt others. And now, his love for the toy hurt the little boy . And he knows that he has to ask for forgiveness . Before he could even apologies, the little boy came close and greeted him.
"What's your name?"
Ten suddenly became shy. but he answers in reply,"Ten."
"You have a weird name." The kid said, honest that he is.
He didn't think his name is weird until this kid, he barely knew, told him. But he's in denial.
"No it's not." Ten said, raising his voice.
"Yes it is." Fires the enemy.
"No."
"Yes."
"No."
"Fine, It's not. But you have to give me my toy back, Ten." The kid said. Sure of what he was saying.
"Can't we just share?" Ten asks, hopeful about it.
A moment of silence pass, aside from the cold breeze that had been hitting them. The little kid took long to think about this, like he is going to make the biggest decision in his life. But when you think about it, it really isn't. And Ten thought the same.
This isn't what he expected to happen. He wanted to make friends with the best possible scenario he could think of. So he asked him the same," What's your name?"
"Sicheng."
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Reminiscence Of Antiquity
FanfictionTen lived on walls that engraved his head of their unique designs. He got used to the heat and tight spaces of his storage room that nothing else can beat him to forget about it. Therapeutic as it was to him, he became friends with a nobody but the...
