To the boy who drew a turtle on my head, next time I see you, I will definitely give you a big turtle in return!

Today is April 5th, my least favorite day of the year.
I have a vague idea of ​​the word "mother".
I remember once I found a photo . The person in the photo was very young, with black hair curled into slight curls, a pair of bright eyes under thin crescent eyebrows, and a calm smile on her face.
Grandma touched my head and said, "An An, look how much you look like your mother!"
At that time, I, as a little kid, didn’t understand why my grandmother was crying. I just stared at the photo, as if I wanted to engrave the person in the photo into my heart.
That was the first time I saw my mother like that.
In the morning, my father took me to the cemetery, presented my mother's favorite lilies, and poured a cup of rice wine brewed by my grandmother and sprinkled it around the tombstone.
The father and daughter stood quietly for a long time.
This happens every year, but today I clearly heard a sigh from my father.
The Qingming Festival holiday lasts for three days. My father doesn’t have to go to work. When he comes home, he has a simple breakfast and then goes to the card game.
After cleaning the house, doing the laundry, and finishing my homework, I felt bored when I was quiet.
Yangguang was not at home either, as he went to the countryside with his family to worship his ancestors. I don't know where Jingyan went crazy, she didn't even answer my calls.
I browsed WeChat for a while and saw that my Moments were full of pictures, showing what delicious food I ate, what fun things I did... I also want to travel to those places and post pictures to show off.
The reality is that I can only think about it. I know my father will not agree to let me go. He doesn't have the time, and even if he does, he won't have the spare money.
While browsing the web, I saw a news article with a picture of a turtle.
The news was ordinary, with just a few trivial things being hyped up, but looking at the pictures reminded me of the trick I got played on me the night before.
——The boy who drew a turtle on my head, next time I see you, I will definitely give you a big turtle in return!
I stole that picture and posted it on my Moments with a sentence added to it.
When I think about it, I really admire myself. My reaction time is so long. Why didn’t I use a marker to draw it for him at that time?
The more I thought about it, the more regretful I felt, and in the end I even felt a little angry.
Soon someone commented: The boy who drew the turtle? Who is he?
The commenter is "Dark Night Li", the one who is persistent in sending verifications.
Although we only chatted once, we were both children who grew up with fathers without mothers, so we were able to get along well because we had similar experiences.
I replied to him on WeChat: "Haha, a naughty child!"
I told Dark Night Li all about the teasing I had that day. I don't know why, but I have some inexplicable trust in him. Besides, this is not a very secret thing.
Of course, if I knew that the boy was "Dark Night Raccoon", perhaps I wouldn't think so.
"Wang Junan, didn't you want to beat him up at that time?" Dark Night Li sent an emoji of beating someone up, calling me by my WeChat nickname.
"Of course there are! Try to imagine being scribbled on the face by a stranger! But I'm a girl." Fortunately, we were chatting on WeChat, and the other party couldn't see my aggressive look.
Dark Night Raccoon sent a long string of smiley faces: "Then can you beat a boy?"
At this time, "Dark Night Raccoon" was still "Dark Night Raccoon". I didn't know he was the boy, nor did I know he was Li Ye. But after I told Li Ye about the "turtle drawing" incident, he knew that "Wang Jun'an" was the girl I met on the street that day, that is, me, who passively served as his graffiti drawing board.
Li Ye later told me that after I left that day, he thought he would never see me again, but he didn't expect that we would be connected in another way. Li Ye was very excited when he told me this, and he said "fate, fate" three times. But I think he must have forgotten to notice my expression at that time.
"Even if you can't beat him, you have to pin him to the ground! Then draw a big turtle, a big tortoise, or a big soft-shelled turtle for him!" I gritted my teeth and typed out this line on my phone.
The other person replied: "Isn't that too harsh? Girls should be more gentle."