Trafford’s Trading Club

“Marina, pack your things and get out of here! ”

“Okay!”

Through the door, the little girl was busy packing her own bag and her mother was about to send her back to school. But then the little girl stopped.

Because of the window of her house, she was being slapped by a palm. The little girl crooked her head, opened the window and saw a familiar face.

“Antoine Lille? What are you doing here?” Marina asked curiously.

“Marina, I ran away from home!” Antoine Lear looked at Marina with a hint of pride: “Are you coming with me? ”

Marina couldn't figure it out: "But why would I run away with you? Antoine Lear, it's not right to run away from home. Mr. Oleg will be sad like you, and you should go back and apologize to him. ”

"Marina, I like you, that's why I'm here," said Antonio Lille. ”

Marina shook her head: "But I don't like you, Antoine! I like bigger, more mature boys... my mom is rushing me. Antoine Lille, goodbye, hope to see you at school. ”

“Marina! Marina! ”

Ignoring Antoine's call, the little girl Marina quickly closed the windows and pulled up the curtains as well.

Antoine looked down disappointedly when Marina had left the front of the house and explained something to her mother.

“What, run away from home? ”

Marina's mother stood still and hurried around the back of the house, only for a moment to see Antonio Lille roll over the fence.

The missus couldn't help but frown: “Marina, go get the transcript. I think I need to contact Mr. Oleg first. ”

“Okay ~”

……

Though his confession failed, Antonel did not seem to have the sadness imagined - his mood soon recovered.

'Cause right now he's walking down the busy street.

Usually at this time, he was probably already in school and had to sit tight and wait for the teacher to arrive.

So everything that this time sees, everything that meets, is novel to Antonel. Antoine Lille made a delightful laugh, his hands open, fantasizing that he was flying and running down the street.

He has taken all his property out of the house, more than 8,000 rubles - school classmates basically talk about their ‘property', but they spend more on ‘property' to buy useless toys or snacks.

Those classmates are too childish to know how to use their ‘wealth’ correctly!

“A cup of coffee, a sandwich. ”

Sitting on a chair in a cafe -- this is where Antoine Lear climbed through a lapse of effort -- it's important that these stools are for adults.

Antonel felt he could sit flat with the adults sitting around him and ordered some food from the clerk.

“Son, did your parents ask you to buy this? ”

“I ate it myself.” Antoine Lille said in an old voice.

God knows what he thinks it's like to be an old man, what it's like to be in the store —— just to see the clerk frown, “Believe me, kid, coffee is not for you. A milk gives you far more than a cup of coffee. Besides, are you alone? Where are your parents? ”

He watched the child walk in on his own and climb onto this high footstool, so he had to keep an eye on it.

“Just give me a cup of coffee and a sandwich!” Antoine Lear reached out and grabbed some coins and put them on the table.

The clerk thought for a while and nodded. It's just that he quickly made a quiet phone call, "Hello, Officer, this is 12 XX Street, and I just got a kid in my shop who seems to be alone... OK, OK, I'll keep an eye on him. You guys hurry up. ”

……

Antonio Lille's runaway operation, which only lasted three hours, was utterly declared a failure.

One sheriff is on the phone, and the other one is looking at Antonel at the moment and saying, "We're notifying your father, and he'll be right back. ”

Antoine Lear leaned alone against the door of the police car and didn't say a word.

The sheriff also knelt down quite patiently and asked, "Why did you run away from home? Was it your father who hit you? ”

And Antonel suddenly said, "Officer, I want to go to the bathroom. I have a stomachache. ”

After thinking about it, the sheriff grabbed Antoine Lille's palm and went back to the cafeteria until he was taken to the toilet door and told him to wash his hands. ”

Antoine nodded and looked like a good boy.

Soon afterwards, Oleg rushed in, looking ugly, and he asked, “Sheriff, where's my son? ”

“He's in there.” The sheriff photographed the door to the toilet: “Boy, you should be out, your father's here. ”

It was just two shots, and there was no response. Oleg frowned and twisted his hand directly on the door lock - the lock that had been locked was directly unscrewed by the man's wrist.

The sheriff couldn't stop to marvel at the man's wrist, just watching the door open... empty toilet.

“Man...” the sheriff said in surprise.

Oleg sighed, pointing to that little window: “Climbed out. ”

……

“Son, you can't go in here. You can't have adults here, even if you have money. Besides, what's your parents' number? Kid? Kid? Child...”

……

“Son, didn't your parents tell you that minors can't buy cigarettes? Kid? Kid? Child...”

……

“Son, why are you wandering the streets alone? Where are your parents? Are you lost? Kids, kids...”

……

……

Antonel suddenly felt like he had nowhere to go —— why, why did people everywhere always ask their parents when they asked?

He could have protected himself well.

Antoine Lille doesn't know exactly where she's going. He just knew that whenever he encountered someone walking towards him curiously, he didn't have to throw them away quickly.

Otherwise, what happened in the cafe this morning is likely to happen again. This time, Antonel felt afraid he wasn't as lucky as he was to climb out of the toilet.

But once he remembered what had happened in the morning, Antoine was frustrated to think that he should have taken what he had bought from the cafe.

“What is this place? ”

Not only can Antonel not see the restaurant, he can't even see a convenience store - he feels hunger has become unbearable.

That's it?

I've grown up!

‘Remember, you will find me when you need me...’

In that case, all of a sudden, it sounds in Antoine's brain. He remembered the two people who came to his house last night -- the two people who magically disappeared.

Antonel looked up, and he kept turning his gaze - this seemed to be the factory area.

God knows exactly how he got to this place.

But it doesn't matter, what Anton Lille cares about right now is what that big brother said last night, whether it's true or not.

“Where are you? ”

“Where are you? ”

Antoine Lille's hands were in her mouth, shouting, “Come out! Where are you? Come out!”

“Want some chocolate? ”

At the moment when Antoine Lear gave up, suddenly the voice that appeared yesterday came from behind... and, of course, the same thing!

Antonio Lille turned around suddenly, just like yesterday, and the mysterious guy sticks out a piece of chocolate —— maybe because he's so hungry, Antonio Lille ripped it open and put it in his mouth without thinking about it.

“What can I do for you? ”

Antoine Lille, full of chocolate, looked up and said, "Brother, can you really sell anything? ”

“Mmm.”

“Well... then...” Anton Lille hesitated for a while, pointing his finger at him: “I use life... no, no, I use it, I use it, um...”

Suddenly, Antonio Lille said, "Marina doesn't like me anymore! Then I'll trade my love for it!! You turned me into an adult! ”

“My lord? ”

Anton Lille nodded: "Yes! My lord, I'm going to grow up to be as tall as my father! No, I want bigger, longer, thicker than him! ”

There was no response from this big brother, and Antonel said, “Enough, enough? If it's not enough, what else do I have to pay? ”

“No… that's enough. ”

……

It's like a gust of wind.

Everything in front of us has changed.

When that strange parchment opened in front of him, Antonel felt his whole body buried in the ice and snow in winter, forcing him to strike a chill.

The man said the deed was done - and then disappeared from his sight again.

But Antoine Lille already feels different!

He stretched out his hand and looked at his palm, and it had become huge - his arms, stronger than their former thighs, stronger muscles, even without holding their fists, were able to lift up well!

His legs are even taller than before!

Anton Lille subconsciously touched his cheek and had some scum! That's right, there's sight! Now it's like standing on a stool!

Also, the clothes on his body, already broken by his body, could only be hung on him like a cloth, and the tape on his backpack, even earlier, was broken!

Antoine Lille shouted incredibly hard, pinching his face, feeling the pain, the spicy pain.

But he laughed.

“I grew up! I'm really grown up! I'm an adult now! ”

PS: Ah, Fatherland, I hope your future is bigger, more... more powerful. What are you thinking? Hey =. =