That girl likes to travel everywhere, every time she chooses to travel alone, she likes to sit under the willows on the riverbank to blow the wind, she likes to walk on the path where the cherry blossoms are flying, she likes to leave the crowd and walk on the deserted path, she likes to raise her camera to take pictures of every beautiful moment of nature, that girl's eyes are always shuttling in the crowd, she seems to want to tell the whole world, she is wandering, for the harbor where she wants to stay.

I met her for the first time when the paulownia flowers were in full bloom, and when I saw her, there was a falling paulownia flower lying quietly on her palm, and I heard her say to herself, "Have you heard?" The flower language of tung oil flower is that the love sinus is beginning to bloom. The tone was like the confession she had heard years ago. She's changed a lot, she's grown her hair, she doesn't seem to have grown much taller, I just remember the top of her head just touching my chin, but I don't know what she looks like now.

When the girl came home from work, she would always look back at the zebra crossing after crossing the street and be stunned for several minutes before leaving, her eyes were always so sad and lonely. During that time, the traffic on the streets had nothing to do with her, and the hustle and bustle of the city had nothing to do with her. The girl's back looked so thin that she would always get a protective man or two to help her, and the girl would always refuse, and she would smile back, but no one could see the dimple on her right cheek.

The girl went to the salon several times a month, and each time she would sit there for an hour or two, she would always sit quietly on the couch waiting for the same hairstylist, listening carefully to his chatter and laughter with each customer. The girl didn't cut her hair much, and the hairstylist always brushed her hair with her fingers, and didn't hesitate to praise herself; The girl always smiled with her eyes closed, she didn't talk much, and several times the hairstylist asked her helplessly: "Is my voice really that much like him?" ”

She would occasionally take a couple of hours of car back to the town, and each time she would go to an old bookstore, and then go in and take the same book, sit by the same window and flip through a few pages, the book was so old that even the cover was gone, and the bookstore owner said that the book was Jane Eyre, and that he would deliberately not let anyone else read it in order to preserve it.

The girl would go on blind dates with different men on her days off, and she would always go out of her way to confess to them, "My leg is not good." And then the bastards all replied to her, "It's okay, I don't mind." The woman always looked helpless and indifferent when she heard the answer, and once after she left the table, I asked one of the men, "Is she sorry for you?" What qualifications do you have to say it's okay? ”

The girl would go to the orphanage once a month, there were many, many children who were abandoned by their parents because of their defects, the girl had a good singing voice, she sang songs to the children that she was not very proficient in, she told the children that there will be an angel in everyone's life, and everyone will have an unforgettable fairy tale in their life, so before the angel appears, everyone must face every day bravely. Every time she said those words, she would hide in the corner and cry, calling the same person's name,

The girl's blog has a photo of tung blossoms, and at the bottom of the photo, there is a text she left behind: "Time has passed so much that I can't remember whether you love me or not." ”

The girl received a wedding letter one day, and her tears were like pearls that had broken free from the thread. The woman sat in front of the old bookstore with the wedding card and cried for a long, long time, her tears stretched the dusk for a long time, and the bookstore owner could not persuade her, so she scared away the few customers who were already few.

At this moment, the girl has been pushing the shopping cart around the supermarket for more than half an hour, but her shopping cart is still empty, and the girl seems to have her head emptied, just wandering between the shelves with a blank face. I saw her stop in the grocery area in a daze, with a wry smile on the corner of her mouth.

"Lu Xiaochao." Her name was called.

Lu Xiaochao turned around, and before she saw the owner of the voice, she saw me first.

I'm Zhang Xingchen, yes, Zhang Xingchen, who was fascinated by Lu Xiaochao back then.

The man behind me crossed me and walked towards Lu Xiaochao, he smiled wantonly: "I didn't expect to meet you again, did you come here to buy something on purpose?" ”

Lu Xiaochao stared at me motionlessly, as if he regarded me as an illusion, and didn't ask or say anything.

"I told you that I am in charge of this supermarket, since you are here, does it mean that you want to develop with me?" I've seen that man, he went on a blind date with Lu Xiaochao.

Seeing that Lu Xiaochao still ignored herself, the man stretched out his hand and shook it in front of her, and then finally realized that the focus of her gaze was not on herself. Following Lu Xiaochao's gaze, the man also saw me, and then looked surprised as if he had seen a ghost.

"You...... Aren't you the ...... that day" The man said, subconsciously turning his head and asking Lu Xiaochao: "Lu Xiaochao, who are you from this man?" ”

Only then did Lu Xiaochao come back to his senses and replied: "You also saw him, didn't you?" ”

I thought that Lu Xiaochao was no longer the Lu Xiaochao of the past, she had her own world, that world was colorful, there was Wang Yifan, who always loved him, Xiao Sa, who was confused and kind, and Lin Yue, who was the only one, Lu Xiaochao had her own career, she finally shined, with her own strength.

I, but I am still Zhang Xingchen of the year.

In my world, except for the little childhood plum Qin Jiami, there is only Lu Xiaochao, who is becoming more and more unreachable.

On the way back to Lu Xiaochao's side, I was extremely uneasy.

However, the woman in front of me seems to be the girl in my mind, and she hasn't changed at all.

She said, "You saw him too, didn't you?" ”

"Who is he, your boyfriend? The last time I went on a blind date, I came over and asked me what qualifications I had to tell you that it was okay, it was so funny. The man seemed to think that Lu Xiaochao didn't know me, so he immediately stood beside Lu Xiaochao, looking stupid as a united front to defend against the enemy.

That day, I abruptly ran over to the man and asked, "Is she sorry for you?" What qualifications do you have to say it's okay? ”

Guess what the kid said to me, he said, "Her legs are not good, I say it's okay to mean I can not care about her disability, I'm not generous enough?" ”

Then I didn't hold back, so I beat him, I said, I haven't changed, I'm still the same Zhang Xingchen back then.

Lu Xiaochao's disability is a part of her life, she doesn't need to whisper sorry to anyone, she doesn't need to lower her posture, and she doesn't need anyone to forgive her disability.

The way she looked at me, the way she heard the man's words, became more and more unfamiliar.

"Talk to me, Lu Xiaochao." I looked at Lu Xiaochao and begged.

She stared at me with wide eyes for a long time, and the moment tears fell from her eyes, she quickly turned her back to me, and without hesitation, she took a step and left.

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