01
In the early winter, before the temperature dropped to zero, the leaves of the street trees had already fallen, and they creaked when they stepped on them.
The sensor lights in the corridor went up and down, Luo Lang hummed a song and went upstairs, suddenly stopped.
There was a person squatting at the entrance of the corridor, a small group, huddled there and muttered. The lights were dim, and the moonlight fell lazily in. He got closer and heard her reciting words.
Luo Lang called her: "Child?"
She finished the last word before asking, "Why?"
"Why are you squatting here again?"
"My dad told me to get out."
She said, scratching her ears. Luo Lang saw the frostbite on her ear, which was red and swollen.
What kind of father can let his daughter squat at the door in such weather? Luo Lang's anger didn't hit anywhere, and when he lifted his foot, he was about to kick the door: "Cheng Gong!"
"Who is it?" A curse came from inside, someone opened the door, saw it was him, and put on a smile, "It's Ah Lang, is there something wrong?"
"When will this month's rent be paid?"
"It wasn't just handed in last month..."
Luo Lang said with a "tsk", "You ate yesterday, but you won't eat today?"
Cheng Gong pretended to be pitiful and said, "Grace grace, our neighbors, take care of it."
"Okay." Luo Lang stretched out his hand, "Let me have a good meal first, and then I'll consider whether to take care of you."
He is notoriously stingy, his parents are dead, leaving him a building and a street of shops, and he won't starve to death just by collecting rent.
What a bad guy with a good life, Cheng Gong cursed in his heart, and reluctantly ordered a few banknotes for him.
Luo Lang took the money and pretended to casually mention the little girl on the ground: "Lend me this and clean it for me."
Cheng Gong nodded and bowed: "You can do whatever you want."
He said with a stern face again, "Cheng Moli, help brother Alang clean up!"
Cheng Moli didn't speak, and looked at him with a pair of black and white eyes. He was seen uncomfortable and had to bow his head.
The corner of Luo Lang's mouth raised a sarcastic arc, and he carried Cheng Moli downstairs again. Seeing that she was wearing thin clothes, he took off his leather jacket and put it over her head: "What do you want to eat?"
"It's all right."
"It's better not to be picky eaters." Luo Lang said, "Looking at how thin you are, how will you get married when you grow up without a waist or butt?"
"I'm not married," she said.
"Then what do you want to do?"
She thought about it, looked at the sky and said, "I want to go up and have a look."
Luo Lang looked up, the pollution was serious, and the sky seemed to be covered with a layer of yarn. But she looked into the distance, and her almond-like eyes seemed to be shining.
"Okay." Luo Lang said, "Remember to take pictures of me then."
The little girl nodded solemnly, signaling that she remembered. Luo Lang couldn't help laughing and led her to eat boat porridge. The porridge was steaming hot, she drank it, and finally a blush appeared on her pale little face. After eating, Luo Lang asked her again, "Is there anything you want?"
She shook her head, and suddenly nodded again. Luo Lang was delighted: "What exactly do you want?"
"Can you buy a dictionary for me?" she said embarrassedly, tangled her hands together, "I don't know some words."
Love to learn, ah, learning to change fate.
Luo Lang bought an Oxford dictionary for her, she held it in her arms, and finally showed a shallow smile: "Thank you, Brother Ah Lang."
Luo Lang was happy to help others and was in a good mood. When he brought her home, she was going to sweep the floor for him with a broom. The broom was taller than her, but she said, "I can't take your things for nothing. I'm young now, so I can only clean for you."
Such a small person, but said this seriously.
Luo Lang "puchi" laughed: "Then you can sweep it."
She swept the floor earnestly and put the clothes into the washing machine for him. Luo Lang was playing games in the study, and when he came out, he saw her leaning on the sofa and falling asleep.
The dictionary was still held tightly in her arms, Luo Lang looked at it, sighed, and went to the bedroom to get a quilt, which he carefully covered over her.
02
Cheng Moli entered junior high school when she was eleven years old.
The children's school she attended in elementary school was ranked first in the city in the entrance examination.
Everyone said that a golden phoenix flew out of the chicken coop, and the leaders of Chenggong's unit came to express condolences to her. Cheng Gong received the whole process, smiling brightly. Cheng Moli didn't speak, and when everyone left, she took the book and went to the balcony to read.
It's hot in summer, and insects swirl around the light bulb overhead. She was fascinated, and suddenly heard someone call her: "Child."
She raised her head and saw upstairs, Luo Lang stuck his head out and asked her with a smile, "How does it feel to be the champion?"
"good."
"It's quite modest. Can you go to the first high school?"
No. 1 Middle School is the best school here, with the best of the best, with a very high rate of admission. Cheng Moli hesitated a bit: "Not necessarily."
"Why is this not necessarily? You are number one in the city, who will you go if you don't?"
"The Eighth Middle School said that if I go, they will reward me with 30,000 yuan." She lowered her eyelids, "My dad wants to agree."
Compared with No. 1 Middle School, it is one heaven and one underground.
Luo Lang's eyebrows immediately wrinkled: "Wait, he dares to accept this money, let's see how I deal with him!"
Cheng Moli looked up at him, the bridge of his nose was high and straight, his two eyebrows were thick like waves, and his two thin lips always seemed ruthless, with the spirit of a hero in novels.
"Just study hard, don't worry so much, you know?"
She said, "Got it."
Only then was he satisfied: "Continue reading. Keep your head up, be careful of myopia."
When school started, Cheng Moli went to No. 1 Middle School smoothly. She didn't know how Luo Lang told Cheng Gong, anyway, Cheng Gong had a bad temper and yelled at her in those days. Fortunately, he didn't dare to touch her.
At the end of the first semester, Cheng Moli took the first place in the whole grade again. When the parent-teacher meeting was held, she did not tell Cheng Gong, but called Luo Lang to hold it for her.
Luo Lang is seventeen years old this year, and looks like a fool. But in order to hold a class meeting for her, he deliberately bought a suit. As soon as he entered the classroom, a group of little kids made a "wow" sound. Cheng Moli's deskmate asked her quietly, "Is that your brother? So handsome."
She pursed her lips, did not speak, raised her head to look at him. He had a serious face and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, looking gentle. It's just that he couldn't hold back when the teacher was reading the report card, and he smiled brightly.
Cheng Moli also smiled softly, thinking in her heart, he is really handsome.
03
At a parent-teacher meeting, Luo Lang made a splash in front of a group of parents, showing off proudly: "You know what? They're all smart people, but the kid in my family is the smartest and can get the first place in the exam."
The friends who were with him laughed: "Speaking like your own daughter, Ah Lang, how old are you? When she grows up, she will simply be a child bride!"
The phone rang suddenly, and Luo Lang walked out after hearing a few sentences. Someone called him: "Where to go?"
He didn't bother to answer, and went out to the supermarket. When he arrived at No. 1 Middle School with a large bag of things, the uncle who guarded the door would not let him in. Luo Lang didn't say much, turned around and went to the back door.
The vines on the path are all in bloom, and the walls are full of excitement. He climbed over the wall with ease, brushed the flower branches at the corner of his clothes, and the flowers fell like rain for a while, soaking the lead-grey asphalt road.
In the classroom, Cheng Moli sat blankly on the seat. When she saw Luo Lang, she wanted to stand up, but she didn't move: "Brother Ah Lang."
Luo Lang handed her the bag: "Everything is ready, can you use it?"
She nodded, and Luo Lang added: "Don't drink cold water these days, don't touch cold water. If you feel uncomfortable, feel free to contact me."
Cheng Moli took the bag, which was full of various sanitary napkins. If another opposite sex bought such things for her, she would be embarrassed to death. But because it was him, she only had peace in her heart.
Cheng Moli stood up and went to the toilet. This is the first time in her life that she has a period. She has no mother, and her father gambles heavily, and she often disappears after she lives on campus. When she needed help, he was the only one who could lend a helping hand to her.
When she packed herself up and walked out slowly, she saw a cup of hot brown sugar water on her table, and a note: "Children, drink more hot water and eat well."
At the bottom of the inscription, a smiling face is drawn.
He must be afraid of her embarrassment, so he left early.
Cheng Moli picked up the note. When she was studying, she read ten lines at a glance, and she never forgot it, but these short words were read over and over again. Finally, she carefully folded the note and tucked it in the book.
There was also a small lavender flower on the table, which had just fallen on his shoulder and was brought in by him. The flower has no sound and is not sweet enough, and is also sandwiched in the fold by her, and it will take a long time to brew a moving fragrance.
04
Luo Lang helped Cheng Moli hold parent-teacher conferences a total of 12 times, and the last time was in the third year of high school.
The head teacher was a little surprised when he saw that he was so young, and specifically called him out: "What about your adults?"
"I'm her brother, you can just tell me anything you want."
The head teacher vaguely knew her family background and stopped asking: "Mr. Cheng Moli's grades are good, but English is a bit of a drag. What the school means is that parents should worry more about the last time to see if they can compete with the best two. school."
Luo Lang immediately patted his chest and assured: "You can rest assured, absolutely worry about it."
The teacher was also amused, but when he turned his head, Luo Lang was worried.
He is not short of money, but he really has no idea how to study hard. In the end, it was his gang of friends who came up with the idea: "Wouldn't it be enough to ask for a few more tutors?"
That being said, good teachers are hard to find. Luo Lang took a long search, and finally found a retired super teacher who came from out of town with his son to enjoy the old age. Hearing Luo Lang mentioning it, he shook his head: "I've been teaching for too many years, and I'm tired. I want to take a good rest."
Luo Lang didn't get angry when he was rejected, and came to the door with a few things. Later, the teacher's son's company had some problems, and it was Luo Lang who helped solve it. He didn't know how much it cost and how much thought he put into it, and finally got the teacher to nod his head.
But in front of Cheng Moli, he didn't say a word, just instructed her: "Study hard, do you know how much a class costs? When you have the skills, remember to return the money to me."
Cheng Moli said yes, he was probably afraid that she would be under pressure, so he changed his words: "It's alright if you don't pay it back, just sprinkle water for this little money."
Cheng Moli lowered her eyelids and said seriously, "I know, you are afraid that I will be embarrassed to spend your money. But I am very thick-skinned now, so I will definitely study hard."
In the blink of an eye, the little girl has grown up and understands his painstaking efforts. She is like a willow tree in spring, it will slash when it rains, and she will be taller and beautiful. Luo Lang suddenly lost his mind, thinking in his heart, I don't know whose stinky boy will be cheaper in the future.
Later, when Luo Lang thought about this year, he always felt unreal.
It's as if fate is fueling the flames, and people are like boats in the middle, the clouds are overturned and the rain is overturned.
Remember that day carefully, it was the last day of May. He came out of the shopping mall with the clothes he bought for Cheng Moli, and saw that the sky was rolling with thunder and clouds, and a heavy rain was brewing.
The phone rang, and when he answered, the first sound of thunder just rang out and exploded in his ears, deafening.
The hospital was full of people, and Luo Lang found Cheng Moli in the lobby on the first floor. She sat in the corner, holding a handful of receipts tightly in her hand. People came and went, and her face was as pale as the paper in her hands. The thin documents were clearly written one by one, including the rescue sheet, the laboratory test sheet, the operation sheet, and the last one was the usage fee for the mortuary.
Luo Lang squatted down in front of her and held her hand. Her fingers were cold, her head lifted slightly, and she lowered her head again when she saw that it was him: "My dad is dead. He drank too much and couldn't afford to run into the street without looking at the traffic lights, and was hit by a truck. …”
Cheng Gong was not dead when he was sent to the hospital, and he took his last breath after a painful struggle. When Cheng Moli arrived at the notice, she happened to see him being pushed out of the operating room. The hospital's light was cold, shining on the man's bloodless face, showing a false luster. She looked away and asked the doctor, "Where do I go to pay?"
The doctor showed her the way, and she walked window by window. When she got to the last one, she was suddenly very tired and had to sit on a chair to rest.
"I haven't seen him for a long time, and I know it's not good for him to mess around like this. I guessed all this..." She said this, with a little doubt in her voice, "but why am I still sad for him?"
Men are not good to her, and they will scold her after drinking too much alcohol. But at such a time, she suddenly remembered that when she was very young, the sky was snowing heavily, the world was gray, the door suddenly opened, and the first thing that floated in was a pink balloon. The man followed behind, smiled and said to her, "I saw one for sale on the road, so I bought one for you, do you like it?"
The balloon is fluttering, with the rare joy of childhood, flying over the moon on the branches.
Cheng Moli blinked, and a tear fell, rolling coldly into the shadow of life.
"Brother Alang," she said, "I'm an orphan now."
Luo Lang took her into his arms, she was so thin, like a kite, the fate of the kite is to fly high. But she is still so small, so small that everything that fate has bestowed on her is too harsh on her.
God, Luo Lang thought, damn you.
05
In the college entrance examination that year, Cheng Moli performed abnormally and chose to repeat the study.
The re-entry fee was paid by Luo Lang for her. She was seriously ill and had to go to school as soon as she recovered. Luo Lang personally took her off, sent her to the dormitory, and took her to the cafeteria for dinner.
Before the official start of the school year, there were few people and few dishes in the cafeteria. Luo Lang watched it for a long time, and reluctantly bought two bowls of beef noodles. After serving it, he picked the meat into her bowl, and told her, "If you have something to do, just tell me, don't carry it alone."
She lowered her head and ate silently. After a while, she said softly, "I owe you more."
"How much is this?" He pretended to be relaxed, "Children, you should study hard and find a good job in the future to pay me back."
But she knew that she owed him more than money.
That winter, the weather was colder than usual. Many students went home on New Year's Day, and she stayed in school, making her hair dizzy. She accidentally raised her head and saw him leaning against the door, looking at her with a smile.
When he smiled, he was arrogant. On such a cold day, he was still wearing only a jacket, and he was so suave that he didn't seem like someone who should appear in such a place.
Cheng Moli thought she had read it wrong, but he was already dissatisfied: "Why do you pretend you didn't see me?"
Then she asked, "Why are you here?"
"Today on New Year's Day, if you don't go back, I have to come to see you." He showed her a pile of bags behind him, "brought you something delicious."
He is not very good at cooking, so he went to the restaurant to pack the whole menu. There was no one in the cafeteria, and two people occupied four tables before they were forced to put them down. She was dumbfounded, and after a while, she smiled: "Where can I finish eating?"
He was also a little embarrassed: "I didn't expect so much." But he brought over a thermos bucket, "I can't finish eating the others, this one must be eaten."
The old-fashioned thermal insulation bucket looks solid and clumsy. When it is opened, hot air comes out, and it is full of dumplings.
He said, "I made it myself, your favorite Sanxian stuffing."
"How do you know I like Sanxian stuffing?"
"Cheng Gong...your dad mentioned it before."
The hot steam steamed up and hit his face, making his brows a little sour. She raised her head and looked at him without blinking. Her black eyelashes were like sunflowers drenched in rain. After a while, she said softly, "I almost forgot."
Luo Lang was afraid that she would cry: "I have a good memory, and I will make it for you every year in the future. Come and try it. It's a holiday today, so you must be happy."
Every year is such a good word, like a long time. The dumplings were still hot and a little salty at the entrance. But she ate it one bite at a time, and when Luo Lang reacted, she found that she had almost eaten up the whole bucket.
Luo Lang didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Is it so delicious? If I eat so much, I can't eat any other dishes."
She liked to see him look helpless with her, her eyebrows raised a little, so high-spirited. Under his gaze, she showed a big smile: "Delicious."
When she smiled, he was also happy: "It's delicious, child, don't be so thoughtful all day long, keep smiling, understand?"
But she said, "I'll be eighteen soon, stop calling me a child."
She went to school early, repeated one year, and has not yet turned eighteen years old. He was stunned for a moment, then said with a complicated expression, "Yes, after so many years, I finally waited until you grew up."
06
In late June of the following year, before the results of the college entrance examination came down, Luo Lang was restless. His friend laughed at him and said, "Look at your unpromising appearance."
Luo Lang ignored him and took his phone to look carefully. After a while, seeing that the time was almost up, he cautiously called Cheng Moli: "Have the results come out?"
The signal on her side was not good, and she said intermittently, "I came out, and I did well in the test."
It's more than good, so many years of hard work have not been in vain, her grades are enough for the school to pull a banner for her. But her tone was flat, and Luo Lang finally heard something wrong: "Where are you?"
"On the train," she said. "I got a job over there at the school."
Luo Lang got angry with her for the first time: "Nonsense! How old are you, why did you go to work?"
"It will be my eighteenth birthday in two minutes," she said with a light smile. "Brother Alang, are you willing to be the first person to wish me a happy birthday?"
No amount of words were stuck in his throat. He watched the clock on the wall keep moving forward one step at a time. The moment the hour, minute, and second hands overlapped, her eighteenth year had come.
And she sat alone on the train, in order to save money, she only bought a hard seat. The wheels moved forward slowly, carrying her across the lofty mountains and mountains, the wheat waves rolling outside the window, and the little fireflies flew by in the moonlight. Look carefully, but it is not a firefly, but a lamp in the world, one by one, illuminating the eyes of those who travel far.
In the phone receiver, he said softly, "Cheng Moli, happy birthday."
"Thank you," she said.
"The gift prepared for you can't be delivered to you right away." His voice was a little disappointed, but he still cheered up, "I wish you all the best in the future."
In fact, he had a lot to say, but he hesitated for a while and only said, "I won't be by your side in the future, so be careful."
The phone hung up, she didn't move, quietly listening to the busy tone on the phone, but her heart was quiet.
The distant city is like a wad of amber in a jade plate, and her world shrinks to the size of a seat. She leaned her head against the car window, bumping gently against the cold glass.
It was the first time she had been this far from him, the first time she had taken the train, the first time she had decided where to go. In fact, the results came out long ago. She did well in the exam. The school admissions office called in person, and fate smiled at her for the first time, but she was not satisfied.
The phone vibrated suddenly, and on the screen was a message from him: "I transferred some money to you. Don't say no. Take it and remember to pay it back later."
He said it fiercely, for fear of being rejected by her.
He was kind to her and never asked for anything in return, as if they were two inseparable trees. He sheltered her from the wind and rain, always standing in front of her.
So, she must go further, because she owes him too much, and it may be difficult to pay it back in her life.
And if not separated, she can only be in his shade, and he will never see her.
When the train stopped, the sun had just spread all over Sijiucheng. In the morning light, she carried her luggage and walked briskly towards an unknown world.
07
When Cheng Moli put the first money into Luo Lang's card, he was furious: "What do you do for me with the money you earn?! Can I be short of your little money? Do you know that all my houses will cost you every month? How much rent can you get?"
She quietly listened to him getting angry, and then she said, "I kept money for myself. The school also gives out meal allowances, and there is not much place to use the money."
He said decisively: "Go and buy yourself some new clothes. Big girl, buy more, what if you want to fall in love?"
She gave a "um", and he suddenly said again: "That... It's not to urge you to fall in love. You are still young, choose carefully, and the most important thing now is to study hard."
She was said to be a big girl just now, and now she is still young.
He contradicted himself, but she couldn't help laughing: "Don't worry, I'm not in love."
He was laughed a little uncomfortable: "I have nothing to worry about. Go ahead and don't tire yourself too much."
Hanging up the phone, she was still laughing, and her roommate looked at her in surprise. She asked, "What's wrong?"
"It's rare to see you smile so happily." The roommate said, "Are you going to work tomorrow?"
"What's up?"
"There will be a performance at school tomorrow, and there will be one less person." She was about to refuse, when her roommate said, "Three hundred a day, you just need to stand. The model you made an appointment with is sick, and there is really not enough people to gather. Jasmine, please, please! "
The roommates are well-off families and always bring them delicious food. Cheng Moli sighed: "I know nothing, I can only stand still."
The roommate rushed over after cheering: "You're the best! I'll treat you to dinner tonight!"
The next day there were quite a lot of people at the event. She stood beside the exhibition board with a blank face when she suddenly heard someone shouting, "Children?"
She turned her head and saw Luo Lang standing there with a look of astonishment.
It's strange, he always seems to be like this, suddenly appearing in her life. Cheng Moli looked at him blankly, and he didn't know what to say. She was wearing a cheongsam today, and the slits were a little high, revealing two slender legs. The roommate put on makeup for her, and a little color made her whole face glow.
His eyes stayed on her face for a long time, he turned away reluctantly, and frowned again when he saw the slits in his skirt: "You work here?"
"Do your friend a favor."
He said, "Follow me."
But she said, "No, it's not time yet."
It was not the first time that he had been rejected by her, but it was the most angry one, standing beside her eyeing him. When her roommate passed by, she was startled and asked her quietly, "Who is this? Your boyfriend?"
Her face was slightly hot: "My brother."
"Your brother is so handsome! Do you have a girlfriend?"
Cheng Moli secretly looked at him, he frowned, his expression indifferent, standing in the crowd, handsome as if painted.
She shifted her gaze slightly: "Yes."
"It's a pity." The roommate was very loyal. "Since your brother came to see you, then you should go first."
She thanked her and went to change into her clothes. After coming out, she saw that his brows finally loosened: "The skirt you just wore is too high. I'll take you to buy some new ones later."
"No, I have clothes."
The two walked side by side in silence on the campus. After a long time, she asked, "Why are you here suddenly?"
He coughed: "Something is wrong."
What can actually happen? It's just that he was worried that she was so worried, so he bought the ticket for the day and flew over. It was already midnight when the plane landed. He was reluctant to disturb her, and wanted to give her a surprise, so he came with the gift he had picked. Unexpectedly, she gave him a "surprise" first.
She didn't know how conspicuous she was, and stood silently, all the men's eyes drifting towards her. He was so angry that he didn't even understand why, he gritted his teeth in his heart, wishing to hide her as soon as possible.
During the meal, Luo Lang said with a stern face: "Don't take up this kind of work in the future, our family is not short of this money."
She didn't speak, she lowered her head and didn't know what she was thinking. His phone rang, hung up, and rang again, persevering. She said, "You should answer the phone first."
"It's not a big deal."
"Your girlfriend?" She asked, looking at his expression and asking again, "Have a quarrel?"
He had to say: "Not a girlfriend, an ordinary friend."
The two were eating hot pot, the soup was steaming hot, and her face was covered in a layer of fog: "It's not 'our family'."
"what?"
"I said, it's not 'our family'." She looked straight at him and said lightly, "Luo Lang, we are not a family."
She actually called him Luo Lang directly? !
He simply didn't know what to say, he was thinking all over his head, what the book said was right, when the child was old, it was a period of rebellion.
After a while, he said, "Are you trying to draw a line with me?"
She pursed her lips, but the phone rang again, and Luo Lang turned off the phone irritably. But she stood up: "I'm full."
After she finished speaking, she went out.
Luo Lang lost his temper, swiped the payment code and hurriedly chased after him. It is already quite cold in Sijiucheng in November, and the holly on the green belt glows a silent green. She was wearing a red scarf that he had given her before, and she has been wearing it for so long.
The anger in his belly disappeared immediately, what else could he do if he didn't coax the child he raised by himself? He walked over and said softly, "What's the matter, you suddenly have such a big temper?"
"I don't like you hanging out with that woman."
Luo Lang laughed: "You don't know her... OK, I will definitely not interact with her in the future."
But she shook her head: "I want more than this."
"Then what else do you want?"
She lowered her head for a long time and slowly raised her head. Under the lead-grey haze, her eyes sparkled like a gem hidden in a deep well, only at this moment, for him.
"You don't just have to leave her, I want you not to fall in love with other women." She said, "Luo Lang, you can only be with me."
How many thrilling and tossing nights have been summed up in these short two sentences. He froze in place, like a snowman, barely understanding what she was saying. But he knew exactly what she meant.
The child that I raised in my hand, the younger sister who was thinking about flying higher, turned into an adult in the blink of an eye, stood in front of him, and said stubbornly: "We have never been a family, I am not Your sister, I'm just Cheng Moli."
08
Luo Lang's trip to Beijing ended bleakly, and when he returned home, he was still unable to calm down for a long time.
He couldn't figure out what went wrong, and he didn't dare to ask Cheng Moli directly, for fear that if he asked the wrong question, she would be sad again.
I swiped WeChat over and over again, for fear of missing her news, but I only swiped her news in the circle of friends. It was a group photo. She was standing in the first row, to the left of the center, with a boy standing side by side.
The boy is tall, with a white face, thick eyebrows and big eyes. He doesn't look at the camera when taking pictures, he has to turn his head to look at her.
They were all men, and Luo Lang could see the mind of this stinky boy at a glance. He should have been relieved that the cabbage he raised at home was being missed so quickly. But as soon as he closed his eyes, he thought of her face again, looked at himself and said word by word, "I'm just Cheng Moli."
So she refused to call his brother again.
Luo Lang stared at the photo for a long time in a loss, but still sent her a message: "The weather has changed recently, remember to wear thicker clothes."
Her news came back half a beat later: "I won't go back during the winter vacation, I will stay at the school to work."
"Don't come back for the new year?"
"I was invited to be a guest at his house," she wrote.
Shan Liren's "he".
Luo Lang immediately became angry again: "The boy in your photo?"
Before she could answer, he typed a bunch of words again: "I've only known each other for a long time to invite you to his house. I'm very uneasy and kind. You are not allowed to go, and you must go home during the New Year!"
Seeing that she didn't answer, he simply called.
It was lively over there, singing and cheering could be heard. She said "Hello" and asked him with a smile, "Is something wrong?"
"I'll buy your ticket for you, and we'll spend the new year together."
"I've discussed it with my friends," she said.
What fox friends... He was about to get angry when a very gentle voice called her: "Jasmine, it's your turn."
She said, "Come on." With a click, she hung up the phone.
The phone hung up, and Luo Lang sat there without speaking for a long time. The friend saw something was wrong: "What's wrong? Your little friend doesn't want you anymore?"
He cursed: "Fuck you..."
After scolding halfway, he closed his mouth again. He knew in his heart that she would leave him sooner or later, but he didn't expect this day to come so early.
Seeing his dejected look, his friend laughed and said, "I didn't expect Luo Dashao to have such a day. You have always dumped people, and it's rare to be dumped by others."
"I told you not to talk nonsense." Luo Lang frowned, "I always treat her like a little sister."
The friend made a face: "It's not so hard to see that you have lost your love."
In fact, he didn't lose much love, because he was good-looking and had a lot of money, and he was always surrounded by a large group of Yingyingyanyan. He thinks it's boring, these women are picturing something, not his people, but his feelings.
But his people are his own, his feelings...
All his joys and sorrows were left to that child.
Under the gray sky in her memory, she squatted at the entrance of the corridor, chanting words through her bare mouth. She was so thin that only a pair of big eyes were left on her face. But looking at him, black and white, so beautiful.
The friend is still saying: "Then you assume, if she is with someone else, how do you feel?"
He thought for a moment, pinched the bridge of his nose irritably: "I can't think of it."
"Can't think of it, or dare not think about it?" The friend sneered, "If it's so uncomfortable to be separated from her, why can't we be together?"
If it's so hard to be apart, why can't we be together?
Luo Lang jumped up from the sofa suddenly, and his friend was startled: "What's wrong?"
"Going for a long trip." Luo Lang said, "Take a good look at the store for me."
Friends scolded him for being nervous. He had just opened a store recently, and when he was busy, it was the most important time, but he said he would leave.
But everything has a first come, first come, more priority.
She is the most important one, nothing else matters.
09
Cheng Moli hung up the phone and walked into the classroom.
There were lanterns and colorful lights inside, and the whole class was celebrating the teacher's birthday. Xiao Yuan, who called her, handed her a glass of juice: "Let's toast the teacher together."
Although we have only known each other for half a year, we are already very familiar with each other, and because of respect for the teacher we like, we will end the show very late.
She stayed until the end, helped clean the classroom, and then locked the door and went out. It was late and the campus was empty. Xiao Yuan stood at the door, saw her coming out, and immediately greeted her: "It's too late, I'll take you back."
She thanked him and walked not far from him. He was a little nervous and asked her, "How did you think about the suggestion I made that day? My mother likes to be lively. You spend the New Year with us, she must be very happy."
She said politely, "I appreciate the kindness of my aunt, but for the New Year, I want to go home."
"Have you changed your mind again?" he said regretfully.
In fact, her mind has never changed, it's just that the stars are too far away and too slow, she stood on tiptoe to try, but didn't take it off, so she could only make persistent efforts and go further.
After all, she has always had perseverance, and she will never give up unless she achieves her goal.
But there is no need to tell him this, she just smiled. Someone suddenly asked, "Is that Ms. Cheng Moli?"
When she looked over, it turned out to be a courier. She handed her the box she was holding and said, "This is a gift from Mr. Luo, please sign for it."
She was a little surprised, took the box and moved on. After a few steps, she was stopped again, still the same rhetoric, holding the gift and asking her to sign for it. When she got to the downstairs of the dormitory, there were too many gifts for her to hold. Thanks to Xiao Yuan's help, she got them back. In the dormitory, the roommate said in surprise, "Why are there so many gifts? Could it be from Xiao Yuan?"
"no."
She quietly opened the gift, the first one said: I wish the child a happy first birthday.
Open it, it's a set of educational toys.
The second copy reads: Happy second birthday to the child.
is a doll.
And so on, until she was eighteen, gifts ranging from toys to books, the older the more valuable. When she was eighteen years old, it was a mobile phone, which was already turned on. When she clicked it, she saw a group photo of two people on the screen.
In the photo, she is eleven or twelve and he is seventeen or eighteen. The two were facing the camera, he laughed sullenly, and she pursed her lips, revealing a shy smile.
The sun was shining like new, and it fell on the two of them like a waterfall. Their hands were held tightly together, as if they would never let go.
Only by his side can she have a moment of happiness, she regards him as her own star and illuminates the way forward forever.
Since when did she suddenly become dissatisfied and wanted to greedily pick off the stars and treasure them for herself?
Loving is such a selfish thing, it is the exclusive desire that fills the whole heart, it is she who leaves his side step by step, but only to be able to stay by his side forever.
Without loss, he will never change his views on her, she will always be that little child.
Fortunately, she is very smart. Cheng Moli raised the corner of her mouth and thought happily. And he didn't let her down.
The phone vibrated twice, she pressed the answer, and heard his voice on the other end was low and gentle, accompanied by the radio from the airport.
"Wait for me, I'll be there soon."
"If you're here just for your sister, you can go back now," she said.
He gave a "tsk", but laughed again: "I've found out that you were pretending to be good in the past. Look at how thorny you are now."
"I'm like this. If you're afraid, it's too late to regret it."
"Who said I regretted it? I've been thinking about it a lot these past few days, and I always think of when you were young, you were so small, you didn't want anything, just books. I knew then that you would definitely be successful. I can't study, so I like to take you by my side and watch you study, as if I have become a cultural person myself.”
After decades of snuggling with each other, he raised her, but why didn't she accompany him when he was lonely?
They are two leaves that leave the treetops and fall into the river of life. Whoever leaves will be submerged.
Love is silent, and when it comes, heaven and earth become gentle.
The moment the snow fell, he said, "Child, I'll take you home."
Last updated: October 19, 2022