What kind of waiting will make you leave?
stand right here,
Wait for time to come back.
Eyes covered with dust.
Which answer passed through the sea of people,
Two people will never be separated again?
Which kind of waiting will make you understand?
Two lives of you and me
Like a flower, blooming
Your flower hasn’t had time to bloom yet
But my life has no end
Looking up, all I see is the emptiness shared by you and me
If, there will be two different lives
I will choose to stand in your eyes
No, going to school alone
The endless flow of people
But I can't find your presence
Turn around,
shed
miss your tears
Those words that have stayed in my heart
Wait for the future, and then answer with a smile...
I walked out of July in a daze.
I don't wake up in spring sleep - it seems that after a long dream, I came to the noisy August.
The New Year's Day is over, and summer has passed away amid Grandpa Li's laughter and Tongtong's blessings.
Every grade on the report card made her smile and cry, and it was an unexpected surprise.
Her hands were trembling. On that bright afternoon, under the eyes of Principal Li crying with joy, and under the kind smile of Grandma Zhao, she embarked on the road back to Jingyun.
I want to tell my sister that her role model project is over. She was admitted to Jingyun No. 1 Middle School with her own strength as a student of Liujiacun.
She just wanted to see her sister as soon as possible and share this great news with her.
However, she would never see the person who understood her best again.
It’s been half a year since we last saw each other again. We’ve already disappeared, and we’ve already entered the human world...
August arrived as scheduled, and large expanses of green filled her sight as she looked out the window.
Eyes full of green swaying in the wind, but Su Qianqian's world was lifeless, pale and gray.
Dad, my sister's condition suddenly worsened three months ago. When she passed away, she was very safe and not in too much pain.
When her father said that, she almost collapsed.
how can that be possible?
Dad must be lying to her!
When Mingming left for the winter vacation, her sister told her that when autumn came, her sister would accompany her to study at the High School Affiliated to Jingyun No. 1 Middle School.
When my sister said that, she was clearly looking good, and she didn't look like someone whose condition was worsening.
Su Qianqian raised her eyes and yelled at her father: "This is not true, is it? Tell me where my sister has gone. I want to see her."
For the first time in her life, she got angry at her father.
She didn't believe her sister would leave.
Not to mention three months ago.
Three months ago, she was playing happily with Tongtong and the others in the distant Liujiacun school.
When the flowers were blooming in April, she wrote a letter to her sister with great interest. She wrote in the letter that she asked her sister to wait for her, and she would definitely come home with good news.
Soon, I received a reply from my sister.
The envelope is still her favorite pink, and the familiar handwriting on the envelope is a font that she is very familiar with. It is the thin gold style that she has never been able to practice and clamored to learn from her sister.
My sister's reply was still so brief and concise.
Sister’s letter: I believe you will do it, Qianqian is the best. When you return to Jingyun, I will pick you up at the station.
That light and airy letter contains a cut out of the clear sky.
Holding the letter and looking at the familiar handwriting, her mood was like the clear sky outside the window, blue and bright.
Glancing out of the window inadvertently, she saw the handsome and fair boy again, walking past the holly a few meters away.
Su Qianqian couldn't help but smile.
She firmly believed that this person would bring her great power.
She must let Rui leave Liujia Village and stay with her and beside her sister.
Tongtong came over, what are you laughing at?
there is nothing. Su Qian smiled slightly, put the light blue letter paper in her hand into the pink envelope, folded it, and put it in her schoolbag.
Picking up the book on the corner of the table and closing it, I was filled with the fragrance of books.
But now, all the past has become dust in an instant.
The red admission notice and the handsome and fair boy in my memory have become a kind of punishment.
Whose, life is actually an exchange.
If their existence had to be exchanged for her sister's departure, then she would rather throw them all away just to get her sister back again.
Su Qianqian tore up the red admission slip and threw it out the window, along with all the memories about Liujiacun School.
Dad came over and handed her a thick envelope.
That familiar pink envelope!
That familiar thin golden handwriting!
Su Qianqian's tears fell down uncontrollably, dripping in clusters on the pink envelope, wetting the writing on it. She quickly raised her hand to wipe it, but found that the more she wiped it, the worse the writing became. Vague.
"Qianqian!" Dad called out in a low voice and held her in his arms.
The first time she snuggled into her father's arms, tears blurred her vision and wet her father's white shirt.
"Sister is gone. Dad didn't lie to you. You have to be good. You still have me and mom." Dad's voice sounded thick in his ears.
There were waves of sadness in my heart.
"Wow", I cried.
The next second, his vision went dark, his head became heavy, and he didn't know anything anymore.
She didn’t know how long passed, maybe a second, maybe a century. When she opened her eyes again, she saw the familiar pink wall above her head, with enlarged photos of her and her sister on the wall. .
The photo was taken by her and her sister on the campus of Jingyun Normal University, with large swaths of pink roses behind them.
Su Qianqian blinked, what happened to her?
Why are you in your room, where is dad?
At that time, her father took her to pick up her mother from get off work.
Where is mom?
Where is my sister?
I looked around the room. The door was ajar and I couldn't see clearly what was going on outside.
He turned and looked out the window. He could still see the outside through the light pink curtains. The sun was shining brightly.
The sunshine outside the window did not suddenly dim like in the movie. The sky was still clear and full of dazzling blue.
So, she suddenly felt that she had just had a dream, and her sister was still in the next room, sitting quietly in front of the bay window, flipping through her favorite book of Song poetry.
Suddenly I had an urge to walk over and take another look at that familiar smiling face.
When she opened the door of the next room, it was empty. She could no longer find her sister.
"Qianqian."
Someone was calling her.
Looking back, I saw my father standing behind me.
"Come and have some porridge, you've slept all night."
One night?
Su Qianqian was startled, and looked at her father again and again with some uncertainty. It was obvious that she just cried for a while and it was all over.
No, she obviously only left for five or six months. Why did everything change when she came back?
"Where's mom?" Su Qianqian looked towards the living room.
Suddenly she remembered that it was three o'clock since she arrived home from the station, and she hadn't seen her mother.
She clearly saw that after she asked that question, the look on her father's face was suffocated and he chuckled: "Mom is resting in the room. She was taking care of you yesterday. She is a little tired."
Su Qianqian blinked thoughtfully, turned and walked towards her room.
She understands what her father means, and her mother is also sad. She can't disturb her now.
What about dad?
Su Qianqian turned to look at her father, and when she saw her turning back, a smile appeared on her originally solemn face.
She turned back quickly, she had forgotten.
In fact, the saddest thing is my parents!
My sister is their biological daughter!
How she hoped that at this moment, it was her who left, and the one who stayed was her sister...
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