Qiuqiu saw Xiaoqing walk into the reservoir step by step. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info It remembered what happened to Little Tintin, it was very scared, afraid that Xiaoqing would be the same as Little Tintin.

Ever since Little Tintin drowned in the cistern, Qiuqiu has hated the cistern and hated that he hadn't rescued Little Tintin at the time.

Every time he and Sanhua'er walked to the side of the cistern, it would stop and look at the water covered with green duckweed with hatred.

Qiuqiu yelled at Xiaoqing.

Xiaoqing ignored it and continued to step on the stone stairs to the depths of the pool.

Qiuqiu was in a hurry, and suddenly fell into the pool, splashing a ball of water. It opened its mouth and bit Xiaoqing's pants fiercely and dragged it to the shore.

"Qiuqiu, you let go, I'm going to find Little Dingding, and Little Dingding is calling me in the water." Xiaoqing slapped Qiuqiu's head.

Qiuqiu never let go, biting Xiaoqing's pants tightly.

Xiaoqing insisted on going into the water, where could Qiuqiu pull her. The cold pool water had reached Xiaoqing's chest, and Qiuqiu was drenched.

Qiuqiu swam in front of Xiaoqing to stop her and drive her to shore.

Xiaoqing was fascinated and reached out to push the ball.

Qiuqiu was so anxious that he couldn't do it, and bit Xiaoqing's arm hard.

A sharp pain made Xiaoqing wake up.

The moon had risen, and a cold light was shining over the water. The green duckweed is like a blanket covering the water of the pond, where is the shadow of Little Tintin, everything just now is just an illusion of excessive sadness.

Qiuqiu bit Xiaoqing's sleeve and pulled her back to the shore.

I couldn't find Xiao Ding Ding anymore, and Xiao Qing, who was drenched all over, hugged the same soaked ball and whimpered and cried.

Sanhua'er also came, and Qiuqiu didn't take it to the parade tonight, it found it on its own.

Sanhua'er's belly is already bulging, and maybe it won't be long before she will be a mother again, and Qiuqiu will be a father.

Xiaoqing cried and cried, and felt a sharp pain in her heart, and the whole person fainted by the pool.

Qiuqiu asked Sanhua'er to guard Xiaoqing, and ran home to call the seven old men.

Xiaoqing seems to have completely changed as a person, silent all day long, with a cold expressionless face, and his eyes have become hollow, like a shell without a soul.

That night, the Seven Old Men and the villagers sent Xiaoqing to Dr. Luo's clinic. Dr. Luo treated Xiaoqing, in fact, there was no major problem with her body, but the disease in her heart was serious.

A series of blows formed a dead knot in Xiaoqing's heart, and the dead knot that could not be opened made Xiaoqing closed in his own world.

Xiaoqing is reluctant to go back to her home, and the house is full of traces left by Xiao Ding Ding and her grandfather, and those traces hurt her heart every time she touches them.

Xiaoqing was also reluctant to go to Feng Xian'er and Sanhuzi's house, it was not her own home. She didn't want to see the same affection as her mother and a man who wasn't her father.

Xiaoqing was even more reluctant to go to her aunt's house. Haiying's shrewd face and uncle's submissive appearance made Xiaoqing feel annoyed.

It seems that there is no place for Xiaoqing in this huge world, she is not as good as a roadside weed, and she can grow happily in the sun, rain and dew with an inch of soil.

Xiao Kun took Xiaoqing to his home, after all, they have shared hardships and hardships, and they still have a trust and dependence on each other.

The house rented by Xiao Kun's family was not big, Xiao Kun and Mang Kui lived in the same room and gave up their room to Xiao Qing. He took care of Xiaoqing like a brother.

Xiaoqing always walks around the campus of junior high school, it seems that on campus, recalling those past can calm her heart.

Xiao Kun was afraid that Xiaoqing would do something bad, so he always followed her. Looking at the optimistic and strong Xiaoqing before, but now he has become demented, Xiao Kun is anxious, but he doesn't know what to do.

Xiao Kun sometimes thinks that if there is an elixir in the world that can make Xiao Qing change back to the way he used to be, he is willing to exchange the most precious thing in his life. But where in the world is there that kind of elixir?

"Xiao Kun, it's class, it's class." Xiaoqing, who was sitting by the flower bed, suddenly shouted.

"No, I didn't carry a school bag or a textbook."

Xiao Qing, who hadn't spoken for a long time, suddenly spoke, but Xiao Kun couldn't be happy in his heart.

"Xiaoqing, wake up, it's still summer vacation, and no one is in class. Next semester, we won't be going to school here. Xiao Kun shook Xiao Qing.

"Xiao Kun, you skip school, you are not a good boy."

"Xiaoqing, don't be like this, please. Didn't you say that as long as the sky doesn't fall, it's not a big deal? Xiao Kun looked at Xiao Qing's appearance, and was so anxious that he was about to cry.

School is about to start, and he has already received an acceptance letter from the high school in the district. Xiaoqing lived up to expectations and was admitted to Lingzhou No. 1 Middle School. Xiaoqing looks like this, how can she go to school?

"Xiaoqing, you said that you still want to be classmates with me in high school, and we have to take the university entrance examination together. Have you forgotten everything? ”

"Xiao Kun, the sky is falling, the sky is falling." Xiaoqing pointed to the sky and said, "Grandpa is gone, little Ding Ding is gone, they don't want me anymore." The sky is falling, it really is falling. ”

Xiaoqing cried sadly, and Xiaokun also cried with her. For this fifteen-year-old girl, her sky really fell.

"Xiao Kun, let her cry, just cry out." Teacher Zhang didn't know when he appeared behind Xiao Kun.

"Teacher Zhang, Xiaoqing, she ......"

"Don't say anything, the teacher knows, let her cry happily." Mr. Zhang had just returned from his daughter, who was working in other places, and he already knew everything that happened to Xiaoqing.

He walked over and gently hugged Xiaoqing, like a father hugging his injured daughter.

"Child, come, go home with the teacher, and the teacher will take you home."

Teacher Zhang took Xiaokun and Xiaoqing back to their residence in the school.

"Come, child, Auntie comb your hair." Teacher Zhang's lover, Aunt Li, is a school employee and a kind woman. Looking at Xiaoqing's hair that had not been combed for many days, and her haggard face, her mother's heart felt a deep tingle.

Xiaoqing sat in front of the dressing mirror, letting Aunt Li comb her hair, feeling the long-lost maternal love.

"Look at how beautiful our children are." Aunt Li put her face on Xiaoqing's face, and two mother-daughter face-to-face people appeared in the mirror.

Teacher Zhang put on music in the room, it was Han Hong's "It's Dawn".

The cool and high-pitched singing voice has the pain of tearing the heart, and also carries the yearning for beauty after the pain.

Maybe life is like this, some injuries are always unprepared, and some pains are always so unforgettable, but we will always look forward to the dawn in the dark night, and we will always grow slowly in the pain.

Everyone didn't speak, and listened to the song "It's Dawn" over and over again.

Xiaoqing walked slowly to the window, and the sky at the end of summer was clear, and it was so blue that it was intoxicating. Large white clouds floated in the air, constantly changing their appearance. Bright sunlight shines on the flowers and trees on campus. There were no pedestrians in the empty campus, and they sang in the treetops.

The sky is still so blue, the clouds are still so white, and the sun is still so bright. It wasn't her sadness that made the sun lose its warmth, but that she hid herself in the corner and didn't let the sun shine into her heart.

Little Ding Ding and her grandfather left, but they didn't take away the whole of her world, there are still so many people in this world who care about her and love her, she shouldn't let them be afraid of herself.

Xiaoqing has always been a person who always thinks about others, and when he thinks about many things, the knot in his heart is untied. It may hurt for a long time, but time is the cure for heartache.

"Xiaoqing, the teacher knows the pain and pain in your heart. We are all emotional people, and the loss of a loved one is always sad. But growth is like that, and suffering always makes us grow faster. Teachers don't believe in the idea that life is good and bad is bad, but there are some things that may be experienced in life. ”

Teacher Zhang walked behind Xiaoqing and looked at the blue sky outside the window with her.

"Xiaoqing, you can stay at our house during this time. Our children are working, and I'm not used to it for a while. With you by my side, I still feel more lively. Aunt Li took Xiaoqing's hand and said.

"Yes, you and Xiao Kun also have to prepare for the first year of high school. The teacher really can't bear to let you go. I'm going to tutor you alone for a while. Don't worry, there is no charge, the teacher is not an old money fan. ”

Mr. Zhang's last sentence amused everyone.

"Look, how beautiful our Xiaoqing looks when she smiles. In the future, you will be my daughter. Aunt Li hugged Xiaoqing and said.

"Aunt Li, if you are eccentric, then I will be your son." Xiao Kun pouted and said.

"Okay, a son, a daughter, a daughter is called a good word." Aunt Li stretched out her other hand and hugged Xiao Kun and said.