Ma Xiaochen returned home and looked at the empty home, her lonely eyes were written all over her face. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoMom went on a business trip, and Dad said he couldn't come home because of something. Actually, she knew all about them - their lies. They each had their own families outside, and they thought she didn't know. She had seen her mother kissing a man in the car, while her father was in the mall and hugging a woman with her young child in her arms. Since she was sensible, the quarrels between her parents have never stopped, arguing fiercely, and sometimes pinching each other. In her young mind, she has always been afraid of her parents, although they seem to be harmonious on the surface, but in private the two of them are like enemies, and they face each other coldly. In her impression, even a family reunion dinner is rare, even on Chinese New Year's Eve, most of them are home alone. However, she was used to it. This family has been ruined on the outside, and some of them are just "harmony" that is different from the outside.

Many times, she had talked to her parents, and told them very frankly that she had grown up and let them each find their own happiness, but they were silent and did not say anything, and even she slapped her father bitterly, and shouted loudly: "Is it your turn to take care of the affairs of adults? Her mother looked at her with teary eyes, the corners of her mouth trembling, and her eyes full of sadness. Her mother told her not to worry about their affairs, just live by herself, this is an adult business, she is an outsider, she does not understand the cause and effect of the matter. Although her mother had once again emphasized that she didn't have to meddle in things that she shouldn't be in charge of, she just couldn't get past herself. Why is this a matter of adults? What is she? Is it just a curse left behind by their impulses? At the thought of this, her heart rose with sorrow inexplicably, and she did not understand the meaning of life, as if she had died in reality. Ma Xiaochen walked to the balcony and looked next door with the corner of her eye, she was very envious of Xiaoqing. She should be Uncle Zhang's adopted daughter, it seems that she has just arrived, a very beautiful girl, even better than herself. If you have to use poetry to describe her, Ma Xiaochen immediately thought of a few songs: "Just like a willow shaking flower smiling at Chuyan", "Jingzhu does not move and condenses two eyebrows, and the lead is all innocent", Ma Xiaochen looked at the unfolded window next door and smiled very knowingly. She remembered that there seemed to be a boy, a handsome guy, but she felt that Xiaobai was slightly better than "Mo Shangren is like a jade son". This kid thinks about Xiao Qing a few times, and is willing to be bitter, it's really hard for him, even she, an outsider, can see it, how can Xiao Qing be ignorant? Xiaochen smiled helplessly, how could she never want someone to treat her like this, hold the hand of her son, grow old with her son, see all the situation, and invite her to swim together. It's just that she doesn't have the same good luck as Xiaoqing, none of the men she meets are as she wants, all they covet is her beauty, how can they ever pay sincerely? Xiaochen lowered her head and glanced at the bitter tea in her hand, just as she was in the same mood - painstaking heart. She took a sip of tea, as if she was savoring her own life, with a complicated look on her face, looking at the night as thick as thick ink, counting a few fallen stars, and having an indescribable loss in her heart.

Thinking so, she bit her lip tightly, her eyes moistened, slowly turning red, and a few crystal tears slipped down her face, like amber gently gliding across the sky, leaving tears like the trail of stars. If reality were such a void, then she would rather die in reality than live like a walking corpse. She was depressed and miserable, and when she reached the extreme, she also had suicidal thoughts, anyway, it is meaningless to live, it is better to ignore it, but you can also end up quiet. She has also practiced for this, has thought of many ways, wants to leave this world painlessly, she still has a few bottles of sleeping pills in her drawer, which she secretly bought, a few times, she really poured out sleeping pills, but the medicine came to her mouth, and she didn't have that courage, she still had some constant love in her heart, not because of her family, but because she was reluctant to let the little girl next door. Every time she sees Xiaoqing, she feels that life has not completely given up on her, and she has the idea of living again, every time she is in front of Xiaoqing, she opens her heart and laughs. And all the sorrows and sorrows in her heart were dissipated, and this incredible power even she had never expected. Perhaps, Little Halal has a magical power that can dissolve the darkness that touches the deepest part of people's hearts and drive away all the shadows.

Those miserable and lonely days were hovering in her mind again, Xiaochen sighed deeply, and walked into the house helplessly. Lying on the bed, she recalled her past bits and pieces, and the current slight, and thought of her good friend's betrayal of her, she couldn't help but be even more upset. If it weren't for the ruthless betrayal of her good friend, maybe she still felt that there was really a so-called friendship in the world. Now, she is only full of sorrow and fear, and even afraid of communicating with her classmates, always feeling that they are not sincere. Whether at home or at school, she has always been alone, and she doesn't trust anyone except the little girl next door.

In the confusion, Xiaochen closed his eyes. The night is so silent, and yet so dark.

Xiaochen looked at the green mountains and green waters in front of him, and the beautiful scenery of the mountains and rivers full of spring, and couldn't help but immerse himself in it. She was in a pavilion now. The pavilion looks old-fashioned and elegant. Dotted in the green sea, it is also a special interest. You can not only take in the beautiful scenery in front of you, but also feel the poetry of nature, which is really like entering a paradise of dreams. Suddenly, Xiaochen saw a few lines of words engraved on the eight pillars supporting the pavilion, which were chic and small, and they were wonderfully quiet. There is no graceful gorgeousness, but a pleasant tenacity. She couldn't help but step forward and touch the carved words on the pillar with her hands, feeling as if they were breathing as if they had come to life.

"Don't forget, think like crazy" Xiaochen read softly, a torrent full of emotions covered the whirlpool of her emotions, she only felt that an indescribable feeling in her heart quietly emerged, this full of gorgeous feelings suddenly her heart was greatly touched. She held her breath, only to feel as if her heart had been touched by something, and she throbbed. At this moment, a soft voice came from behind, it was her name. She turned away, and a figure came into view. He stood in front of her, smiling lightly, his eyes were blazing but not forced, but a little elegant and polite. Lupine scarf, gently swaying, angular facial features, long and slightly moving eyelashes, there is a leisurely comfort between every gesture. Before Xiaochen could speak, the man slowly raised his lips: "Finally waiting for you!" As soon as the words fell, Xiaochen was puzzled, she didn't seem to know this man, and he looked like an ancient person.

Xiaochen looked at the man suspiciously, "How do you know me, but I don't have any impression of you?What kind of place is this?Why did I suddenly come here?" Several questions broke out in a row, without stopping, and she really couldn't figure it out in her heart.

However, the man looked at her quietly, not ready to speak. He made a gesture to her, motioning for her to sit down first, and wait for him to speak to her. Xiaochen sat on the stone bench.