Ling Xiaoxiao spent several days at home leisurely, going to learn the piano every morning, and either going home to practice and read books in the afternoon, or having a party with Wu Qingqing and Xu Xiaoying, Wu Qingqing encountered a situation similar to Ling Xiaoxiao in Fengcheng No. 9 Middle School, so the two of them got together and had a common language.

And Xu Xiaoying's grades in the county No. 1 middle school are not good or low, so she still doesn't have any strong motivation now, but she reads less novels and miscellaneous books, and the reference books and exercises are still completed on time and in accordance with the amount every day, and on the whole, there is no difference from before.

Ling Xiaoxiao hasn't been going to the Internet these days, since she met Jiang Zizhuo at school, she subconsciously didn't want to go online, she didn't know how she should respond when she met Zhong Yuan, at the beginning, she would have everything to tell Zhong Yuan, most of the time there is a kind of empathy in it, and she will always subconsciously treat him as someone, and now that the main owner has appeared, she suddenly doesn't know how to face this netizen who has given her a lot of help......

On the fifth day, Ling Xiaoxiao still arrived at Huang Xin early in the morning, but this time the person who opened the door became a little bamboo horse again, and this person didn't go back? Although Ling Xiaoxiao was a little strange, she still glanced at him and entered the door by herself.

Huang Xin's expression today was colder than usual, looking at the little bamboo horse with a little anger in her eyes, I don't know where the little bamboo horse provoked her, the little bamboo horse was not as busy as last time, she found a place to sit in the room at random, and sat down quietly, without any intention of going out.

Huang Xin ignored him, beckoned Ling Xiaoxiao over, and handed her a new sheet of piano scores: "From today on, you can practice this." By the time you go back to school, you can practice as much as you want. ”

After speaking, he turned to the little bamboo horse and said, "You come with me." ”

Seeing that the little bamboo horse got up and walked out with him, Ling Xiaoxiao should have gone to the next room when she heard the voice coming from the corridor, that is, the bedroom, cough cough.

Taisanbatai's idea of what is still not suitable for her such a flowery, pure and innocent age, Ling Xiaoxiao restrained her mind and concentrated on familiarizing herself with the new score.

Once Ling Xiaoxiao devoted herself to one thing, it was easy to ignore the things around her, and when she felt a little tired and should take a break, she saw that Huang Xin had already returned, sitting in a daze not far from her, her eyes were a little red.

Ling Xiaoxiao glanced at the time, it was past eleven o'clock. It's almost time for the morning exercise to end. Huang Xin's appearance, how should she greet and retreat?

After struggling for a long time, Ling Xiaoxiao still moved her little horse to sit next to her, looking at the sadness on her face. I don't know what to say. Thinking of the words of the little bamboo horse before. Still sorted out the language, and said slowly: "Teacher Huang, I always thought that I had only been out of school for a month. There should be no changes in the family, but I found that some things were still different from what I thought.

I went to see my grandma, so strong before leaving, and made me my favorite crispy white meat, I thought that every time I came back from vacation, my grandma would smile and hold my hand, and make me my favorite food, but this time I went to see her, she was half leaning against the wall, her eyes could only be half open, for fear that I was worried, and she barely made a very energetic appearance, but she couldn't even hold on for five minutes, and she was tired and lay down to rest after saying a few words to me.

I was thinking, when I left, she was in good health, why did she suddenly become like this? I lost my temper with my mother, and my mother was also very aggrieved, she took my grandmother to the hospital several times and couldn't find the reason. ”

Huang Xin slowly turned her head and began to listen to her intently, the sadness on her face gradually receded, revealing a touch of contemplation, Ling Xiaoxiao saw that she had listened, so she continued.

"A few days ago, my uncle took my grandmother to the hospital again, this time I hung up in the right department, and finally found out that it was chronic nephritis, which needs to be treated quickly, and the doctor also said that it was fortunate that it was found in time, and if it was delayed any longer, it was likely to become kidney failure, and if it became kidney failure, it would be difficult to treat, and a relative of a colleague of my mother died of this disease."

It is said that recognizing the brain is the most quiet instrument, but such a sophisticated instrument has a fatal flaw, that is, it is easy to be dominated by emotions, it is easy to fall into an emotion, once it is trapped, it will ignore other people and things around it, only take care of its own sadness and sadness, and do not know that while you are sad and sad, your family and friends are also worried about yourself.

No one can stand in place forever and wait for you, time is like a river that has been rushing forward, it will wash away all the traces of your past and present, and when you break free from the shackles of sadness, you will only find that the things around you have already been wrong, what you have lost, what you missed, and what you have turned into new regrets.

Ling Xiaoxiao said melancholy, and sighed faintly: "It was only this time that I found out that my grandmother's hair was all white, the wrinkles on her face were much deeper, and her body was even more rickety, and she couldn't stand up without support." It turns out that people will grow old, but we have always chosen not to see it. ”

Huang Xin was trembling by what she said, she hadn't been back to Bincheng for several years, and she would only occasionally call home, and every time she faced her parents' desire to say something, she hung up the phone after a quick explanation...... In the end, she was wrong.

"Teacher, the book says that we have to live in the moment, cherish the people in front of us, and grasp everything that we still have time to grasp, do you say so?"

Ling Xiaoxiao turned her head to look at Huang Xin, her eyes were bright, life is beautiful, every day is a new beginning, we have countless opportunities to start over, isn't it?

Ling Xiaoxiao knew that Huang Xin listened to her words, and the best way to persuade a person was to let her feel her emotions, people are strange animals, they can always be sensitive to the joys, sorrows and sorrows of outsiders, but it is easy to ignore their own hearts.

If you want to pick the other party's pustules, the simplest and rude way is to pick yourself away in front of her. After what should be said, the rest can only rely on herself, no matter how outsiders persuade her, that is, she can go to win the award, in the end, it is up to her to figure it out by herself, but I don't know if her parents can stay where they are and wait for her.

Huang Xin fell into contemplation again, Ling Xiaoxiao didn't bother her, just lightly packed up the score and piano, went out by herself, and met the little bamboo horse who was wandering at the door in front of the door.

"If I were you, I wouldn't be in front of her now, I would choose to come back tomorrow." Ling Xiaoxiao kindly suggested to him that what Huang Xin needed now was alone time.

"Why?"

"How can there be so many whys, let you come over tomorrow, just come over tomorrow, maybe there will be unexpected surprises, don't say I didn't remind you."

After Ling Xiaoxiao finished speaking, she waved her hand to say goodbye to the little bamboo horse, and the little bamboo horse wandered around the door for a while, but finally did not go in, and walked away slowly. (To be continued......)