I have such a girl next to me.

Always smiling, doesn't seem to take anything to heart, as if insulated from all the negative emotions in this world, I always think, how can she be spoiled by her parents as a lively person? is so cheerful and optimistic, how much cuteness should he have eaten?

She didn't have a bad relationship with me, but I always greeted me with a smile when we met. We are in the same class, belong to the same class teacher, and even the dormitory is on the same floor.

I often see her sitting on the steps at the top of the staircase on the negative floor, and sometimes she even gets carried away and laughs.

"Did you see that? She was talking on the phone again, and the voice was so loud that it was noisy! It's annoying. ”

"I saw it earlier, what do you think she calls on the phone all day long? Is there such a thing as love? Don't get tired of panicking. ”

"Hell knows, eighty percent of them are idle."

And she laughs at everyone, and talks to people when she has nothing to do. The same chatter. ”

"It's like, it's like she's very familiar with her."

I don't think everybody likes her.

There is no one who can be liked by everyone, we are all ordinary people, doing lonely things day after day.

Twists and turns, repeatedly, and finally falls back to the same place.

Like dust, there is a worldly world that dust cannot carry.

During that check, she entered the door with bandages wrapped around her hands and feet, still full of smiles, and her movements were slight, looking at the bed one by one.

Suddenly, "Wow, whose cake is this, is it today's birthday?" ”

I got up from the bed and smiled, "I'm on my birthday today." ”

She looked at me with a smile in her eyes: "It's your birthday, I wish you a happy birthday." ”

I nodded, "Uh-huh, thank you." He glanced at her arm casually and said, "What's wrong with you?" ”

She was stunned, looked down, and laughed again: "When I lifted the kettle, I didn't hold it steady, and it broke, and it was burned." ”

I frowned empathetically, "It must have hurt." ”

The corners of her eyes curled, and she smiled at me: "Second-degree burns, it hurt at the time, but now it's a lot, and it's fine if you don't touch it hard." ”

I hummed and lay back on the bed.

At the end of the dormitory, everyone in the dormitory chatted with each other.

"Her hands are still bandaged, it's scary, it hurts when I think about it."

"yes, I don't even dare to carry water."

"I love cold water."

I lay motionless on the bed, thought for a long time, and finally took out my phone to open her chat box and sent a message: Come to the door of my dormitory after checking the bedtime, I will bring you a birthday cake.

Ten minutes later, there was a "ding" sound, and a message popped up on the phone.

"I'll go to your bedroom right away after I've checked my bed."

I got up and got out of bed, holding the cake in my hand and sending it out the door.

In the warm yellow light, I saw a little girl in the distance, trotting towards me with a smile, gasping for white steam, and falling behind me.

She stood still in front of me.

I raised my arm; "Shhh

It was late at night, and the moonlight dotted the starry sky, revealing a little tenderness.

It was a few months later, and I still remember the scene, etched in my mind, and it was incredibly clear.

I finished the stairs and prepared to walk into the classroom. Seeing her talking on the phone by the window, she also heard the movement and turned her head to see me.

I froze.

A few minutes later, she hung up, and I was still standing there stunned.

She walked slowly and suddenly hugged me.

My throat was a little dry, and the words I said were hoarse, and I couldn't help but regret that I didn't drink enough water to get stuck, and I said, "What's wrong with you?" ”

She didn't say anything, then took a breath and said, "I just received a call from my uncle, and the hospital said that my mother has cancer, and there are only a few months left. ”

In an instant, I lost my ability to speak.

She continued: "I don't have a dad anymore, and now I don't even have a mom. I'll be on my own from now on. ”

I suddenly remembered that once I happened to meet her on the phone and go upstairs from the negative stairs of the dormitory, so I asked her who she was talking to every day. She shook the interface of her phone and said, "I'm on the live stream." ”

I was confused: "What are you doing live?" ”

She smiled and replied to me, "Make money!" ”

I looked at her and didn't understand.

But I understand now!

There was a feeling of discomfort in his chest, a mother who had lost his father since he was a child and made a living with his frail mother, and at a young age, he had to work hard for life, run around, and do what adults should do. What kind of mindset does she have? I can't imagine it, I just feel sad.

I have never felt the same in this world, and how can I be one in ten million of her discomfort at the moment.

I patted her on the back, trying to bring her some comfort, but it was only a drop in the bucket.

I said, "Go home, go back, and spend time with your mother." ”

After a long time, she looked up, looked at me, and smiled. Her eyes were red but there was not a trace of tears, and she nodded at me.

"Well, I'm going home!"

She disappeared for a long, long time.

When she came back, she was still the same as before that day, only chasing the sun, like a high-spirited sunflower, blooming far away, infinitely bright.

I think that such a girl, she deserves all the luck and beauty in the world.

What God has given her is not separation, not loss, but remodeling.

***

Finally, the end of the conversation for the day was announced.

"I have to spend the Chinese New Year alone this year."

"You can also choose to live broadcast and live with netizens."

"Can I come and play with you later?"

"You don't have to go live?"

"Is it okay after graduation?"

"I think it's more fun to live stream."

"You're going to welcome me."

"Your fans seem to be urging you to go online, take a look."

"It should be a few hours from my house to yours."

"It's time for class."

"Can you take me to your house then?"

"I'll go first."

"Will we be good friends?"

"Farewell."

"You're going to pick me up, aren't you?"

“……”

“……”

"Hmm,

You talk so much! ”