On the second day, the bulletin board of the school's intranet began to hype up the jewelry catwalk in the top mode, comparing this event to a major breakthrough and milestone event in the school's literary and artistic activities, and encouraging everyone to innovate more in the future.

Xiaomeng's catwalk photos of the four of us were also posted on the Internet, and the number of hits on the post exceeded 10,000 in a day, and thousands of messages were left. Our dormitory became the hottest girls' dormitory in the school for a while, and some people in the comments even announced which building and room our dormitory was in.

Of course, there are also things I don't want to see in the comments, what "Li Kai's ex", "The young boyfriend of the foreign language department", the title is as boring as those entertainment news gimmicks. I've always laughed noncommittally at these gossips, but Xiaomeng and the others are afraid that these messages will make me sad, and the three of them have a tacit understanding, as long as I am in the dormitory, they will not log on the local website of the school.

When the summer vacation of her sophomore year was approaching, there was exciting good news from the dormitory, Su Wenjin was in love, and the other party was a boy from the business management department, and he also liked Wenjin after watching her performance at the jewelry show. This boy has a very shy and honest personality, and he actually blushes when he sees Wen Jin.

Xiaomeng, the three of us are happy for Wen Jin from the bottom of our hearts. In order to celebrate Wen Jin, we went to eat hot pot with her boyfriend, and everyone raised a glass to Wen Jin's boyfriend, and joked that we would not let anyone dare to bully Wen Jin in the future.

In this way, the summer of my sophomore year came to a successful end in the grand jewelry show, in the praise of the school leaders, and in the sweet love of Su Wenjin.

The river of time never stops, and sometimes there are reefs hidden under the seemingly calm waters, and I don't know when they will pop up.

During the summer vacation of my sophomore year, Xiao Meng sent a text message to ask me, "Yu Qiao, did you have something that you didn't accomplish when you were a child and regretted growing up?" I thought about it carefully and replied to her, "Piano!" So I practiced in the piano room throughout the vacation, and by the beginning of my junior year, I was already able to play several decent tunes.

In my junior year, I discovered more hobbies and fell in love with drawing. In this way, three months passed unconsciously, and a phone call completely broke the peace.

This call came from my mother, I will never forget that day, my mother's tone was at a loss, I had never heard her trembling and crying voice, "Yu Qiao, something happened to our family, your father suddenly vomited blood the day before yesterday, went to the hospital for examination and found that there was a liver problem and needed surgery, my mother should raise the operation fee as soon as possible, and you can figure out how to live for these two months." ”

I burst into tears, "My dad, how is my dad doing now?" Mom's sad voice came from the earpiece, "You have to operate as soon as possible, otherwise your life will be in danger!"

The phone fell to the ground with a "bang", and I couldn't hear what my mother said behind me, and it was dark in front of me for a while.

When I woke up, Wen Jin, Xiao Meng, and Peggy were all gathered in front of the bed, and they said that the head of the department had found me and asked my classmates to send me to the infirmary.

Wen Jin took a lunch box, "Yu Qiao, I packed a porridge for you, do you want to drink a little, you haven't eaten all night." ”

I said sadly, "I can't eat," and twisted my body to the side of the bed facing the wall, and tears flowed down my face. The three of them didn't know how to comfort me, and the atmosphere was terrible.

In the evening, when everyone went to self-study, I hid in the dormitory and refused to go out, and I couldn't help but cry when I thought about my father's illness.

I couldn't accept this fact, I don't know how much time my father had left with me, I hadn't married yet, my father hadn't sent me to marry yet, and he couldn't just leave me.

I suddenly made up my mind that I would help my mother raise the cost of the surgery, and even if there was a glimmer of hope, I would not give up. I want my dad to live well!