Meng Xixi, who rushed home in a hurry, told her mother about the menstrual period, and went back to the house to lie down under the pretense that she was a little uncomfortable.

On the way home, the phone was already out of battery, and she didn't have the heart to charge it, so she just lay straight on the bed, looking at the ceiling in a daze.

Her family and Jiang Wenjie's family are neighbors, because her father died early, she was raised by her mother, children from single-parent families are easy to be bullied, and her classmates at school scolded her for being a wild child without a father, and she was wronged at that time.

She angrily fought with her classmates who scolded her, but she was quickly knocked to the ground because she was thin, it was Jiang Wenjie, who was one year older than her, who protected her and helped her beat away those who bullied her, although Jiang Wenjie was also beaten at that time and her nose was swollen, but at that time she felt that he was so handsome, he was like an angel who came to save her, and he was a big hero in her heart.

Since then, she has followed behind Jiang Wenjie, like a little tail.

In this way, she followed him, walked through elementary school, junior high school together, and was admitted to high school together.

Jiang Wenjie has undergone the transformation of adolescence, his height has jumped to 1.85 meters, and he has handsome facial features, and he has also been recognized by the school as a school grass, and there are more girls who like him.

Meng Xixi slowly changed from his admiration when he was a child to his admiration when he grew up.

But she liked him, but she didn't dare to tell him, although she knew that she was quite good-looking, but she was not sure whether he liked her or not.

She was afraid to say it, and once he didn't like her, he might not be able to be even the most basic friend.

She also has low self-esteem, because the economic conditions of her family do not allow it, she does not have beautiful flower skirts for girls of the same age, and she wears school uniforms all year round.

She envies the long and fluttering hair of girls of the same age, but she has always been a medium-length hair with shoulders down, and when others ask about her, she always smiles and says, saying that she doesn't like too long hair, but she doesn't know that the real reason is that if the hair is too long, she will use more shampoo.

Until one day, she often took Jiang Wenjie's bicycle home, the sun set, and the afterglow sprinkled on the two of them, gilding them with a layer of warm brilliance.

On the path where he was about to get home, Jiang Wenjie suddenly stopped the car and supported the car with one foot.

Just when she got out of the car in surprise and asked what was wrong, Jiang Wenjie suddenly said something that is still exciting in retrospect.

He said, Sissy, I think I'm in love with you.

At that moment, she felt that she was the luckiest person in the world.

She barely hesitated to agree, as if he would not like him if he was too slow for a second.

When he was young, he and her, at the same age as flowers, guarded the bottom line in their hearts, talking about love and love in an ignorant way.

As usual, they went to and from school together, and she, sitting in the back seat of his car, slowly dared to put her arms around his waist and put her face on his back.

His mother ordered milk for him to increase nutrition, and let him secretly give it to her.

He also promised her that when she had long hair and waist-length, he would marry her as his daughter-in-law.

In this way, they walked through the boring two years of high school together, and when they were about to enter the third year of high school, they agreed to be admitted to the same university together, and their mother was suddenly found to have a shadow on her lungs, suspected of cancer.

As a last resort, she had to drop out of school and take her mother around to seek medical treatment, and since then she has also embarked on the road of part-time work, when the mobile phone is not like the current circulation, they still have not broken contact, and the ancient letterhead has become their way of communication.

She wrote down her thoughts about him in her diary, and in order to save money on stamps, every time she wrote him a letter, it was very long, but the words were very small.

When he replied to her, she folded it carefully, put it away, and every time she thought about him, she took it out and savored it.

Thinking that later, when he went to college, he had a mobile phone, and she also had a mobile phone, just when it was more and more convenient to contact, he had less and less contact with her.

He had time to play games, but he didn't have time to spend with her.

He threw away the sweater his mother had worked so hard to knit for him.

She saw a girl holding his arm affectionately.

He told others that she was his neighbor's sister.

I don't know when, it started to rain outside, and the rain hit the glass window, crackling, which matched Meng Xixi's heartbroken mood at this time.

When the rain fell, a line of tears slipped quietly from her beautiful eyes.

That night, Meng Xixi thought about many things before.

That night, accompanied by the sound of wind and rain.

Meng Xixi had insomnia.