Later, I met Maruko. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The first time I saw her, she was standing beside the thin woman in the Rose Garden, crying with tears on her face.

She was sent to this shelter after being separated from her parents on the street.

Like Qianling, Maruko is also the target of bullying, the difference is that she always sits on the ground and cries, and the crying is deafening. Gradually, the children began to get bored and stopped bothering her.

However, the daily teasing continues.

The children often put all sorts of disgusting bugs in her meals, and the first time Maruko scooped a caterpillar out of the bowl, she was so frightened that she almost fainted.

At that time, Maruko always shrank in the corner alone and secretly wiped her tears.

Probably because she was also an unpopular child, Qianling often gave her some of her own food, and later Lin Chuan also joined her, and gradually the three of them became familiar and became friends.

The days of the Rose Garden were long and hard, and the three of them depended on each other, eating together, doing laundry together, working together to save money, with the same hope and the same dream.

Sometimes Qianling would run to the vicinity of the school where Xiao Yu went to school, secretly hid, and watched him walk out of the crowd with his schoolbag on his back.

Xiao Yu has lost a lot of weight, and he is not as lively as before, his head is drooping, and he looks listless.

Qianling watched as he spread his wings and disappear into the air, his hands clutching the pieces of the wall, tears streaming down his cheeks.

Sometimes, she would use the money she saved from her part-time job to buy some snacks that Xiao Yu loved to eat, and secretly asked his classmates to give them to him.

Although she couldn't meet him or talk, she was very satisfied and happy to be able to see him outside the school gate every day.

As the days passed,

The roses bloomed and thanked, thanked and bloomed.

That winter, my father died.

Qianling learned the news from Xiao Yu's classmates.

A few years ago, my father was seriously injured in an accident and was unable to fly, but the wound became infected and suppurated due to untreated treatment, which eventually killed him.

Heavy snow fell from the sky.

Qianling's body was covered with snow, her little face was red from the cold, and she couldn't stop panting in her mouth.

She stood in the snow in front of her house, but she hesitated and did not dare to step forward.

She lived there for ten years,

A place that was once called "home".

Through the window, she saw her mother hugging Xiao Yu tightly, tears staining his chestnut hair.

"Xiao Yu...... Xiao Yu ...... Mommy only you are left, only you are left......" The mother whimpered, hugging the child in her arms as if embracing her whole world.

Qianling stood outside the window, motionless.

The snow fell, and even the eyelashes condensed ice crystals.

The mist blurred the vision, and it was no longer possible to see the world in front of me.

She shuddered and lowered her head, hot tears gushing and falling to pieces on the snow.

I wanted to rush up and hug me tightly, and shouted loudly: "And me, you still have me." ”

But even existence has been denied.

The snow falls silently, and the pure white world is crystal clear.

She tilted her face up and watched as the snowflakes slowly drifted from the depths of the sky and landed on her hair, clothes, and the tip of her nose.

This winter,

It's cold.

It's been a long time but it's fast, and a year has passed in the blink of an eye.

The days of the Rose Garden continue day by day.

Life is probably about having to get on no matter how bad it is.

The roses are still bright and blooming all year round, and when they fall, new flowers bloom.

In the summer, the drizzle spreads and the waterlogged ground ripples in circles, and a few crimson petals fall.

Qianling squatted under the eaves, looking at the rain flying in the air in a daze,

The rain drips at the corners of the eaves.

It was becoming more and more difficult to find a job that she could do, even for those that did not require flying, and under the same conditions, others would prefer to hire people with wings.

A ten-year-old child, thin and useless, unable to carry on her shoulders and unable to lift her hands, and unable to fly without wings, who wants to hire her?

Although Maruko is in a similar situation to her, she has wings and can fly, so it is relatively easy to find a job.

Linchuan and Maruko worked several jobs, and they were busy all day, and they were not here most of the time.

And she was left alone in the Rose Garden.

The drizzle was pouring down, and the chestnut hair was dripping with sparkling water.

She looked at the gray sky.

In the past, when it was raining, Xiao Yu always loved to pester her with storybooks to tell her stories.

At that time, she was sitting by the window, Xiao Yu was sitting on her lap, holding milk ice cream in her hand, spoonful by spoonful, and handed it to her mouth from time to time.

Seeing his crystal amber eyes staring at her without blinking, his heart swelled with softness. She gently rubbed his hair, and Xiao Yu smiled brightly at her.

Unlike her, Xiao Yu is a genius.

He was only five years old, and not only had grown a pair of snow-white and powerful wings, but he had already learned to fly.

He also learns things very quickly, and often wins the first place in school competitions, and his teachers and classmates are full of praise for him.

He likes his useless sister who doesn't even have wings at the age of ten.

Even though he was only five years old, he was often invited by girls to hang out, both in the upper grades of the same age.

He blinked solemnly and said, "Then I'm going to ask my sister." ”

Therefore, for a long time, Qianling was smiling and laughing at all kinds of flattery and gifts from many girls and children.

"Sister—" he always called to her from afar, like a cheerful little rabbit jumping up and down into her arms.

The rain was dripping.

Qianling looked at the sky with a silly smile on her lips.

Xiao Yu, my sister misses you so much.

More than a year has passed, how are you doing?

With her fists clenched slowly, she picked up a huge lotus leaf as an umbrella and ran towards the school in the rain.

Hiding by the wall, she was a little excited when she heard the bell ringing for the end of class and the children appearing at the school gate one after another.

As the sun sets, the rosy sunset illuminates the sky.

The crowd at the empty school gate had long since dispersed, but the familiar little figure had never appeared.

She held the green lotus leaf and wondered.

Recognizing the child on the street at a glance as Xiao Yu's classmate, she hurriedly ran over to ask.

"Are you his sister?" the little boy tilted his head to look at her, "Qian Yu didn't come to class a few days ago. ”

"And where did he go?"

"You don't know?" the little boy looked at her with some surprise, "he is sick, it seems to be some kind of infectious disease, it is quite serious, and he has already suspended school." ”

"What......?!"

As if a blow to the head, Qianling staggered back a step.

The lotus leaf fell from her hand, and she turned around and ran towards the medical center despite the rain!

How can this be ......?

Tears rolled down with the rain, and she ran desperately down the street, splashing with every step.

The distance from the school to the Tianshui District Medical Center is not close, and even flying takes a lot of time.

The rain is getting heavier and heavier.

She went on a rampage in the heavy rain, tripped several times and fell into puddles of water, falling into the mud. Before she had time to think about it, she staggered to her feet.

Run forward, keep running, don't dare to stop, can't stop.