That night, Fen Qiao had a nightmare, in the dream, she kept falling, there was no one willing to pull her, there was no light that could be grasped, she touched it again and again with hope, but the reality proved that she was futile again and again.

Then she was plunged deep into this quagmire of darkness.

She was a little anxious and remembered to take a walk, there is no tradition of keeping the New Year in the south, and after watching the Spring Festival Gala, everyone returned to the room to rest.

The lights in the living room have been turned off, the curtains have not been drawn, and the occasional fireworks can be seen in the distance outside the window.

The interior is quiet.

She groped her way up the wall to the balcony, and as she passed by her grandparents' room, she sensitively heard someone whispering with her name.

Fen Qiao paused.

It was the conversation of the old couple, she shouldn't have eavesdropped, but she couldn't move her feet inexplicably.

……

"The house is mortgaged, so what should Qiao Qiao do, how can the Feng family's funds be poorly functional, how can Ling Ling be asked to post money, how long has she been married?"

"Maybe it's just a temporary capital can't be used, and it's impossible for Feng's scale to go bankrupt, right? After a while, I should be back. ”

"Jojo won't agree, it's definitely going to be a fuss again..."

"This kid is quite pitiful..."

……

Fen Qiao's head was dizzy for a while, almost unsteady, mortgaged the house?

Where is the mortgage?

Mortgage her home?

It turned out that Gao Ling worked hard to trick her out for the New Year, not that she still cared about her only daughter, but that she was going to mortgage the house she had lived in for more than ten years!

That house carries all her memories, it was bought by her father, what right does Gao Ling have to sell it?

Fen Qiao held on to the wall, her fingertips were tightly clenched into the palm of her hand, she had a lot of questions in her heart, she didn't believe it, she was unwilling, she was very angry!

But she thought about it for a long time, and now she didn't know how long, until the conversation in the room calmed down, and she finally didn't make a sound.

In fact, what she should hate the most is herself, why would she feel afraid of the empty house for the Spring Festival?

Why do you want to covet that little bit of ethereal warmth and leave the house that your father left behind?

Fen Qiao's tears flowed down one by one, but it was too late, and now it was too late for her to regret it. No one cares about her opinion, and she can't stop anyone.

Dad died suddenly, and no one expected it, including himself.

He did not leave a will.

Maybe it doesn't make a difference to leave a will, he will definitely leave all his property to his beloved wife and raise his lovely little daughter to grow up.

All the property is in Gao Ling's hands, and since she has started to mortgage the house, maybe she has invested all the property left by her father into the Feng family.

Ruthless, really ruthless. She doesn't seem to care at all about the relationship between husband and wife for more than ten years.

The memory of loving parents seems to be just an illusion.

When my father was alive, he must not have imagined that one day the woman he loved would completely hand over the property he had worked hard for many years into the hands of another man.

Fen Qiao's tears fell heavily on the floor one by one, but she never made a sound.

She stood quietly in the darkness against the wall, silently and without moving, and finally understood what reality meant to make people grow up in an instant.

……

On the first day of the Lunar New Year, Fen Qiao wore the same clothes he wore yesterday and did not go out to visit relatives.

"Jojo, are you really not going, how boring is it to be alone at home?."

Before leaving, the uncle turned back and asked.

"Gao Hao, let's go." The little aunt was led by her son and walked in front, turning around and urging the uncle.

"No, I want to read at home, uncle."

Fen Qiao's face was very pale, with a low ponytail, her socks and leather shoes were spotless, she looked the same as when she came yesterday, Gao Hao inexplicably felt that something was different.

But he didn't have time to think about it, so he confessed, and caught up with the family in front of him in a few steps.

……

Fen Qiao watched in silence as they disappeared from sight, took the money and keys and went out.

There was no bus stop on the way home, and it was extremely difficult to get a taxi, because every family in that villa area had their own cars, and the taxi driver had to take people back to the city empty.

Fen Qiao was denied several times in a row, and it took more than an hour to catch a somewhat broken taxi.

The smell of smoke and gasoline was mixed with the car, and the whole car was extremely bumpy.

The feeling of vomiting rolled in his chest one after another, and Fen Qiao endured the discomfort and did not say a word.

It wasn't until he arrived at his destination that Fen Qiao climbed out of the car and retched on the side of the road.

The driver charged her a hundred yuan, and he didn't look for money, so he stepped on the accelerator and disappeared from sight.

Fen Qiao didn't have time to care, she walked a few steps and saw the scene outside the house.

Touching the railing outside the courtyard of the villa, I looked at the house in a daze, as beautiful as ever, the flower beds, the lawn that my father watered every morning, the cherry trees that the family planted together last year...

It looked no different than ever, except for the blue uniformed employees of the moving company who came and went in the gate of the villa.

They brought out the furniture in the same way, the table for the family dinner, the father's bogu shelf, the marble coffee table, then the sofa, the wardrobe.

The same was loaded onto the truck.

Everything carries countless memories of her growing up, and she used to live in that house so truly. Like every happy family, she feels that she has the best mom and dad in the world.

But those beautiful and happy memories seem to have become a long dream, ending at this moment.

Her eyes were dry, but strangely, she couldn't shed a single tear.

Her tears were probably dry.

……

From that day on, Fen Qiao was really well-behaved and silent, and she would smile and answer her family, "yes", "yes" or "thank you".

Everyone only thought that Fen Qiao had grown up, and touched the top of her head with relief, but Fen Qiao smiled and avoided quietly.

Until the 15th Lantern Festival, after eating rice balls, my grandfather took the lead in putting down the chopsticks.

"Qiaoqiao, grandpa has something to tell you."

Fen Qiao pretended to be in front of the table for a long time, but in fact, he just picked up the rice balls in the bowl and didn't eat them, and when he heard this, he paused his chopsticks, "Hmm." She whispered back.

"Recently, your family has had some financial difficulties, and your mother will probably have to mortgage the family house to the bank."

I didn't want to tell her that the money was going to be invested in the Feng family.

"I see." Her voice was calm and well-behaved.

Maybe her reaction was unexpected, and everyone was a little unable to come back to their senses, but it was the little aunt who spoke first, "Qiaoqiao, although the house is mortgaged, this will be your home in the future, although it is not as spacious as your home, but the family will love you." ”

It was everyone who colluded and discussed it again, and finally came to coax her.

"Okay." Fen Qiao's expression was still obedient, she gently put down her chopsticks and wiped the corners of her mouth.

"Thank you, grandparents, uncles, aunts."

"You kid, it's all a family, what do you say thank you or not." Grandma raised the corners of her mouth in satisfaction and put rice balls in her bowl.

"Grandma, I'm full." Fen Qiao smiled.

The atmosphere on the table gradually relaxed and lively, and Fen Qiao quietly returned to the room.

……

Everyone noticed the change in Fen Qiao, she seemed to be a different person, not to say that her appearance and dress had changed, but that she seemed to be farther away from the crowd.

The sense of distance was very real, as if she had built a wall outside her own world, and no one could get in, and she didn't want to come out.

Time passed in an instant with the snap of the fingers of the white horse, and in the third year of Gao Ling's remarriage, Fen Qiao also began to enter the third year of high school.

faded away from immaturity, delicate facial features gradually grew, peach blossom eyes are extremely dazzling, making people unforgettable, it is conceivable that those peach blossom eyes must be dreamy when they smile, but Fen Qiao rarely laughs.

She walked between the apartment and the school every day for three years, with no friends and no entertainment except for He Kun.

Fen Qiao used to be the most dazzling child in the crowd, she learned to swim and won many competitions in the youth group; Ranked high in the grade rankings; In the various competitions that the school participates in, there will always be a place for Fenqiao among the people who welcome the competition.

But after only three years, Fenqiao fell silent.

She no longer swims, no longer competes, is afraid of crowds, and her brain seems to be groggy and filled with paste when she does the questions.

The once glorious past is getting farther and farther away from her.

The graduating class of the High School Affiliated to Yunnan University is admitted very early, and this kind of tutoring for the graduating class is repeated every year, but it is repeatedly prohibited. The students can't do it, so they can only honestly put on their schoolbags and go to school just after the New Year.

Fenqiao is probably the most comfortable, she can go back to the apartment near the school and live alone.

No more dealing with complicated interpersonal relationships, no more bothering about perfunctory family members.

The strange thing is that when Gao Ling just remarried, she was still afraid of living alone in this empty apartment, but now she feels that there is nothing more secure than this.

At the beginning of the new semester, the High School Affiliated to Yunnan University selected the top 60 according to the final ranking of the first semester of the third year of high school, and added two special classes. Fen Qiao's performance in the final exam was abnormal, and he was not selected by one point, and he was not among the special class, but He Kun was withdrawn.

It rarely snows in Diancheng, but on the morning of the first day of school, it rained slightly. Fen Qiao only wore a small cloak jacket over his school uniform, and when he went out, he found that it was unexpectedly cold.

Because of the abnormal performance at the end of the semester, Fenqiao read books in the apartment for a whole summer vacation during the holidays, and he didn't know what he would do in the first monthly exam of the school year.

Reaching out and catching a snowflake, the snowflake was very small, and before it could melt into the palm of her hand, Fen Qiao heard someone call her.

Looking back, it was indeed He Kun.

"He Kun." She called softly, smiled and spread her palms at him.

The corners of He Kun's eyes and eyebrows rose, and he put a whole box of sour plums that he had prepared a long time ago into Fen Qiao's hand.

"I've tasted a lot of them, and this box is the one that tastes the best."

"Thank you, He Kun." In the past, Fen Qiao would not have been so well-behaved to thank him, He Kun sighed in his heart.

Although he will draw strips during puberty, Fen Qiao is different from ordinary slenderness after development, and his limbs are extremely slender, as if a gust of wind is about to be blown away.

The chin is pointed, and the eyes are getting bigger.

There was a silence in her eyes that no one could understand, and He Kun was a little panicked in her heart.

"Don't you eat during the summer vacation?"

As he spoke, Fen Qiao threw a sour plum into his mouth.

The sour plum was so sour that it was in his stomach, and Fen Qiao felt the sourness in his stomach tumbling in an instant, and wanted to retch.

"What's wrong?" He Kun immediately sensed her discomfort and held her.

It's that Fen Qiao really can't eat for a long time, at first he has no appetite, and he is nauseous when he sees what he eats, and then when he has an appetite for his body, he can't eat a bite or two with chopsticks, and he can't eat anymore.

"It's okay, I didn't eat early this morning, my stomach hurts a little."

"You wait here for a while, I'll buy you breakfast." He Kun was about to let go of her hand.

The entire street attached to Yunnan University is selling food, and you can buy it back in a few steps.

Fen Qiao grabbed He Kun, "Don't, I don't want to eat it now." ”

The white and beautiful hand was like a work of art, cold, grasping He Kun's hand. He Kun's heart pounded uncontrollably, and he couldn't care about holding on any longer.

He first shook it back gently, Fen Qiao didn't mean to break away, he couldn't help but jump, and the corners of his mouth quietly raised.

"Fen Qiao."

"What?" Fen Qiao was thinking about things, didn't pay attention, and looked at him suspiciously.

Looking at her confused and beautiful eyes, He Kun silently swallowed the words that came to his lips.

It didn't matter, he lowered his eyes to hide his disappointment.

……

In fact, Fen Qiao knew very well that maybe there was something wrong with her body, but she didn't care. She really wants to spend all her time reading, and she wants to grow up soon and leave this oppressive place.

The first monthly exam of the second semester of the third year of high school came soon, and Fen Qiao's exam room was in the ordinary class.

There is a tradition in the University of Yunnan that the seat number of the monthly exam is arranged according to the results, and the first place is in the first seat.

Fen Qiao walked into the examination room, and most of the people sitting in the examination room raised their heads, some were surprised, some were gloating, Fen Qiao had rarely been to such a back examination room in the past.

She pursed her lips, quickened her pace, sat down in her seat, and made up her mind that she would be the first to come in and sit down after the next exam.

In fact, Fen Qiao's foundation is very stable, and she devoted herself to doing practice questions for a summer vacation, and the test paper was not so difficult for her, she began to bury her head in writing after reading the test paper.

After a few exams, someone at the back table kept whispering to her, Fen Qiao was so annoyed that she simply moved the paper aside.

Probably able to see her paper, the people at the back table didn't say anything again, and Fen Qiao was finally able to do the question quietly.