The only thing I remember about my birthday was that it hurt, and I remember that on that birthday, my grandmother cooked poached eggs for me to eat early in the morning, and put brown sugar in them.

As soon as I took a sip of brown sugar water, my uncle, who had not returned all night, went back, grabbed my bowl and started eating.

At that time, I was still young, and I didn't hold back my tears when I was robbed of delicious food, and when my grandmother rushed over to snatch the bowl down, my uncle-in-law had already eaten most of it. Grandma sadly counted him down, saying that it was my birthday and he shouldn't have grabbed even a bowl of poached eggs.

I vividly remember that my uncle-in-law smiled coldly, and then said, "Adults have a bowl of soup, and children have a meal." ”

After he said that, he really grabbed me and beat me up, so painful that I couldn't sit comfortably all day. My grandmother had a fight with her brother-in-law that day, and I can't remember the content. Anyway, my grandmother seemed to cook poached eggs for me to eat again, but I couldn't feel happy anymore.

Mr. Zhuang urged me to tell him this memory, so I briefly told him: "When I was a child, I was beaten by my uncle on my birthday, so I didn't remember my birthday again. ”

He sighed and patted me on the back helplessly, saying that he wanted to cover this memory of mine with his next birthday.

When he returned to the hotel that day, it was already late, and Mr. Zhuang was busy sorting out the materials and preparing for tomorrow's victory.

I asked him if he was nervous, and he told me as if he were reasoning with a child: "If you are nervous, others will be nervous, Xixi, ordinary people are not so scary, don't be afraid to touch." When you get in touch, you will find that the other party may not be as brave or calm as you. ”

I secretly remembered his words, and later I encouraged myself with these words every time I was afraid of life.

I didn't go back to school that night, and I was on the couch to peek at him while he was working. He knew what I was doing, smiled at me every time he was tired and looked at me, occasionally waving at me and asking me to help him tappe his shoulder.

Then I fell asleep on the couch, and it was he who carried me to the bed, and he seemed to have slept until about two o'clock in the morning.

At five o'clock in the morning, his cell phone began to ring all the time.

After he connected the phone, Zhao Yaru's voice clearly entered my ears: "Come back, I agree to sign the agreement." ”

Her voice was very tired, and I woke up at once, and watched Mr. Zhuang get out of bed and go to the balcony lightly in a daze: "I'm on a business trip, and I'll be back in two days...... Okay, I'm okay with property...... Yaru, don't be like this, I'm sorry for you...... No, my daughter must be raised by me...... Yaru, my dad won't agree to hand over his daughter to you, you and Lele have no blood relationship, don't fight...... Well, let's go back and talk about it. ”

He didn't go back to sleep after hanging up, just took a cigarette and smoked one cigarette after another on the balcony.

I struggled for a long time before taking his coat to the balcony, and it was very cold outside early in the morning, but he sat on the floor against the wall and smoked. In the dim light, the cigarette butt flickered on and off, and he took two sharp puffs before pressing the remaining half of the cigarette into the ashtray and extinguishing it.

He took the coat I handed him slowly, and didn't get up: "Xixi, go back to sleep." ”

"Can I accompany you?" Zhao Yaru agreed to sign the divorce agreement, but he was not happy, he was not happy, so I was not happy.

He put his coat on the ground and motioned for me to sit down: "Yaru agreed to the divorce, I will confirm the cooperative manufacturer as soon as possible, and I will talk to her about various agreements when I go back." ”

As he spoke, he raised his hand and hooked my shoulder, his long fingers pulling a strand of my hair around his fingers unconsciously between his fingers.

The dim light cast a shadow over his face, covering him with sorrow.

My heart tightened: "Mr. Zhuang, you are not happy. ”

He didn't deny it, and was silent for a long time before he spoke dumbly: "Xixi, I haven't handled this matter well. Originally, I was going to find you again after the divorce, but now it's hard to do both. After tossing with Yaru for so long, I just let go of that breath, very relaxed, but hearing her cry so sadly, I don't feel good in my heart. ”

"That head hurts her, this head hurts you and you're scolded, hey, it's too much of a failure. His tone was particularly depressed, with a sense of discouragement.

I was a little panicked, hugged him tightly and denied this: "Mr. Zhuang, my scolding has nothing to do with you, I brought it on myself." ”

From the day I found Sister Liu, I knew that the future would not be easy, and Mr. Zhuang's appearance was already a big surprise.

He didn't say anything more, and we just sat on the ground and watched the whiteness of the fish belly gradually brightening in the east, the ever-changing morning glow, and the slowly emerging sun.

He sent me back to school early that day, because he had to rush back to discuss the divorce agreement with Zhao Yaru after discussing business matters. He said that Zhao Yaru had never been willing to calm down and talk to him before, and this time she was relieved only to mean that she was willing to talk to him, not that she would be able to sign soon.

The following week, we had very little contact, and I tried not to bother him with anything.

At the end of November, the school started the competition of the top ten singers on campus, since the last time Lin Wenjia talked to me about Jiangyang, she always likes to pull me around in private, and she is not afraid that others will affect her when they gossip about me. Of course, her main purpose is to find out Jiang Yang's movements with me, and it is quite difficult for me to be caught in the middle.

Lin Wenjia stuffed a preliminaries card in my hand after signing up for the competition, and I knew at that time that she had helped me register by the way, and I was startled and hurriedly asked the person in charge to cross out my name. But there were so many people who signed up at that time, so they didn't have time to talk to me.

Lin Wenjia has always persuaded me to accompany her to participate, and asked me to tell Jiang Yang about it.

"It's okay not to participate if you sign up, right?" I was one head and two big, and I wanted to have stage fright if I wanted to sing in front of so many people.

Lin Wenjia threw me a roll of his eyes with disdain: "Xixi, are you so cowardly? Aren't you just singing a song, I always feel that you have no entertainment like a seventy or eighty-year-old lady, don't read and be stupid." ”

Her words struck me in the heart, and I suddenly remembered Mr. Zhuang's words to tell me not to be afraid of contact with people, and suddenly felt that this was also an opportunity to exercise my courage, I was a junior in college, and I couldn't just focus on reading.

So I immediately decided to participate in this competition seriously, and when I told Mr. Zhuang about it, he laughed briskly: "I haven't heard you sing, so I'll record it and send it to me when the time comes." ”

"Okay, Mr. Zhuang, which song do you like?" Hearing him say this, I didn't want to quit at all.

"As long as I can listen to it, I love to listen to whatever you sing. ”

Later, I called Jiang Yang under Lin Wenjia's urgent gaze and told him that Lin Wenjia and I were going to participate in a singing competition, Jiang Yang didn't dare to be interested in perfunctory two sentences: "Cheng, sing hard, come on." ”

Lin Wenjia was quite disappointed when she heard his reaction, and immediately gritted her teeth and ran back to the dormitory.

Jiang Yang breathed a sigh of relief: "She's gone, right? Sister, I really obeyed you as a roommate, I didn't dare to provoke anymore, and I didn't care about it, I just yelled every day that I wanted to be my little girlfriend." If you help me persuade me more, and then force you to contact me, you can delay as much as possible, and don't refuse all of them, otherwise she will definitely have to annoy me personally. ”

"Brother Jiang...... Hey, do you know what songs Mr. Zhuang likes? I want to learn to sing the songs he likes, and I can record them for him when the time comes. "When I think of this, I am so excited that my heart beats faster.

Jiang Yang pondered for a long time, and muttered: "This kind of problem is still Zhou Jin knows best, in the past, the two of them often played the guitar and sang and danced in skirts, in the past few years, Zhuangzi has played with us, and he likes to sing Ah Zhe the most from the beginning to the present, and it is estimated that his favorite is this song." ”

"Okay, thank you, Brother Jiang. "I felt a little stuffy, but I quickly brushed away the emotions that had just risen.

But my optimism didn't last long, and when I went back to the dormitory and searched for this song, I almost cried tears because of the sadness in the song.

I vaguely feel that every time Mr. Zhuang sings this song, what he thinks about is his past with Zhou Jin, and the lyrics seem to perfectly interpret the regret between him and Zhou Jin.

"If this is the final ending/Why can't I forget you/Time has changed us, farewell to simplicity/If the reunion can't continue/Loss is eternal......"

I listened to it three times, and each time I was distressed.

I knew I was thinking about it again, and I forced myself to change the song to listen to, but my mood couldn't calm down for a long time. It must have been that I over-interpreted Mr. Zhuang to like this song, he should simply think that this song is good.

Although I comforted myself so much, I couldn't help but loop the single for a long time before I went to bed that night.

There were a lot of people on the day of the preliminaries, but because it was a preliminaries, the level of the contestants was uneven, and every time I heard someone in the audience coax and rap badly, I felt a little more nervous.

Lin Wenjia sang before me, and she asked me to help her record the whole process, saying that she was going to send it to Jiang Yang.

She sang a song "Missing is a disease", which was very good, but what I didn't expect was that she could actually play the violin, and she even played a special section halfway, which won a full house. I felt like she was definitely going to make the cut, but at the same time the tension in my heart was getting heavier.

Lin Wenjia said that the extra performance can definitely add points, but all I can get is words. I think their childhood must have been wonderful, because many of their classmates could dance and play the piano and other specialties.

However, Lin Wenjia said that I sing very well, not out of tune, and the timbre is also good.

I don't know if I was encouraged by her to this day, so that I myself have this delusion.

When I held the microphone on stage, my hands kept shaking, and I almost ran away when I saw the black pressure on a group of heads in the audience.

The song I chose was Ding Dang's understanding, and some of the lyrics in it were what I wanted to say to Mr. Zhuang. However, I was too nervous at first to keep up with the rhythm, but I finally found my feeling after singing a few words.

I nervously tried to close my eyes when I suddenly saw a familiar face in the corner.