When I was nine years old, I had a serious illness. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

I felt as if I was going to die, my parents took me to several big hospitals, and even the great gods of the people were helpless, and the elders in the family were frightened.

During the few days when I was seriously ill, I had a long dream that I was back in class after a long absence, and I was happy to be with my favorite classmates and teachers again.

Later, a boy who transferred from another school broke into my world.

He is thin and small, but many times his behavior is miraculous; Sometimes the expression is a little wooden and not gregarious, but in many cases, the words are amazing, or iron-spoken, or single-handed, so the impression is deeply imprinted in my mind.

I know that this person is probably the nemesis of my life.

I deliberately distanced myself from him and kept me strange, but I always had him around, which was really annoying, and sometimes I hated myself for not being tough enough to have the courage to drive him away from my side.

Later, when we grew up together, he helped me a lot and contributed more to me and my father, and in this situation, we tried to accept each other, but for some reason, my mother tried her best to oppose us being together.

Dad is a career person.,Although it's good that he's not a politician.,But in this kind of thing,Basically, you have to listen to your mother's opinion.,I just think they're a little unreasonable.,Although we're not the right people.,But at least it's a childhood sweetheart, right?

Then we went behind our parents' backs, we studied problems together, studied music together, experienced the best time of youth together, walked through youth, until we overcame many obstacles and finally could talk about marriage, and set a wedding date, but my heart was still not steady, I was afraid that this was a short and beautiful dream.

My mother often said that if you are too affectionate, you may be hurt more in the end, so I have never been very sure in my heart whether I can always have happiness, a luxury.

It wasn't until one autumn that the boy finally met a girl who was more beautiful than me and more worthy of him, and abandoned me, and I was alone in the twilight, facing the colorful fallen leaves under the red glow in the sky, and pitying myself for my poignant love.

When I woke up, I found that these were actually magical dreams, and my strange illness was strangely cured, and I rarely got sick again.

I used to think that I would grow up ordinary, and then simply meet an ordinary person, spend this life ordinary, and that's it.

However, when I was 12 years old, I did my best to skip a grade and attend the middle school I would never have attended, trying to avoid the people and events in that dreamlike but realistic dream.

But I didn't expect that here, I really met you, the stinky boy who loved me, cared for me, promised me happiness but turned away from me in my dreams.

It's just that at that time, your name was still Zhao Yili.

I tattooed my dream self and my current self on my shoulder, and I can't avoid you in two lives, you say, should a woman accept her fate?

Now I give myself to you, on this eighteenth birthday, not to tie you, but to see, the story of the Supreme version and Zixia that you once told me, how will it be interpreted in you and me now?

Is it the same: guess the beginning, not the end? (To be continued.) )