I picked up my phone and typed in the text message: Thank you for your dedication and dedication...... And then what? What should I say? Say I don't really like him? Or do I like him? It's not right to say anything. I deleted the words on my phone again and put them aside. Lying on the bed, staring at the pen.

Should I be happy? Excited? Isn't it bloody to have such a rich and handsome guy like me? This plot can be blown better than TV! But it's true, such an eighteenth-tier school actually hides the figure of the city that is about to rise, and this man of the year is quite fond of me at the moment! Isn't this a bloody plot? Why don't I apply for a screenwriter in college in the future and write this paragraph into a singing and crying TV series?

Hey, just because Liu Wei has a fountain pen, have I planned my life? This is more bloody than the plot itself.

It's almost, it's close to eleven o'clock, it's time for me to go to bed, there is still a day off tomorrow, I don't know if I can get through it safely.

How I used to look forward to the holidays, I could sit in my own place leisurely, listen to songs and read books and then be in a daze! Now, I'm almost suffering from hypophobia.

This night, sleeping in the dark, a night of dreams of cows, ghosts, snakes, and gods, haunted me. When I woke up, I felt all over my body.

Lift the curtains, wow, it's raining outside...... It doesn't rain much in winter, and it snows most of the time, but this year, there were two snows at the beginning of winter. Now, it's raining for the first time in a long time. It means that it's not too cold today!

Looking at the glass windows, the traces of rain dripping. I felt the cold and lonely air outside through the cracks in the window, and there was not a single pedestrian. The dry branches are stretching greedily, wanting to let the rain moisten them more.

I brushed the hair scattered in front of my forehead and touched my face, which seemed to lack the elasticity and feel of last night, and I regained my previous thinness. Actually, I shouldn't have been fat last night, just a little numb.

What do I do on a rainy day? I don't know if Dad went back to work this morning, should I go over and have a look? Well, forget it and stay in your own nest and relax.

After two days of homework piled up, still lying in my bag, it's time to finish.

I didn't wash my face, I didn't brush my teeth, I didn't comb my head, so I sat in front of the window and watched the rain while doing my homework.

When I was very young, I remember just starting elementary school. At that time, Mom and Dad were still together.

When I was a child, I was in very poor health, and I was sick twice in three days, and my mother had to take me to the hospital almost once a month.

That day, it was raining like this, and I had a fever of 39 degrees. My mother took me to the hospital on her bicycle as usual, and the raincoat could completely block the rain from attacking me, but it could not protect my mother completely.

When we arrived at the hospital, my mother's face and collar were wet. In order to wrap me in the raincoat more completely, she pulled the raincoat towards me as much as possible. And I, who was not sensible, also desperately pulled the raincoat. So, the gap in my mother's collar was exposed, and the rain flowed into the gap, and my mother's clothes were drenched.

It was autumn at that time, the wind was cool, and the mother was blowing on her somewhat wet clothes, and her mother sneezed a few times.

The raincoat was put away in the basket of the bicycle, and my mother took me by the hand, and after the number was registered, I came to the consultation room. The doctor here already knew us, saw me, and smiled at me. At that time, there was no intelligent queuing system in the hospital, and it was all arranged by nurses. So, I was cut into the line by my nurse sister and put in front of the line. Soon, I finished reading.

With the medicine in hand, my mother took me to the food stall in front of the hospital to ask for a bowl of hot ravioli, and after eating, I then took the medicine prescribed by the doctor. When everything is done in accordance with the procedure, my mother will take me home.

Usually, on the way back, we will pass by a small park, and we will walk through the small park and take a look at the scenery by the way.

However, at this time, the rain was heavy, and it was heavier than when we came. The wind is tighter.

My mother kept sneezing, and I, who had taken medicine, hid with my mother in a stall selling wontons. This is the kind of felt room, which looks thin, but is actually very strong.

My mother looked at the sky and said to me, "Xiaoxiao, we must rush back now, otherwise we won't be able to go back when the rain is heavier." ”

Mom took off her coat and wrapped it around me. A large piece of dampness at the collar was already warm by my mother.

"Oh, this can't work, this clothes are wet like this, you are still sick, such a cold wind blows, it is easy to aggravate the cold." Mom looked around, there was no one, there was only us mother and daughter in the wonton stand.

So, my mother took off her sweater, covered me, and put her wet clothes back on, and then nodded with satisfaction.

"Xiaoxiao, you wait for your mother here, your mother will go and get the bicycle, you will get wet without an umbrella, okay?"

I nodded, and my mother said to my aunt to cook the wontons, "Master, I'll go over there to pick up the bicycle, can you take care of my daughter first?" The rain was so heavy and she was sick that she couldn't go through the rain with me. ”

The aunt who cooked the wontons listened, and took out an umbrella from behind her, "Here you go, use it, don't get wet in the rain anymore, I see that you also keep sneezing, hold the block." ”

Mom smiled and thanked the aunt who cooked the wontons, opened the umbrella and walked into the rain.

The bicycle is not far from us, but the wind and rain are heavy, and this distance, for those who are not covered, it is as if it is far away.

After a while, my mother held an umbrella in one hand and a bicycle in the other, and walked from the dense rain. When the wonton seller saw it, she held up another umbrella and helped lift me up to my mother's back seat, and after my mother thanked her, we disappeared into the rain together.

The rain was really heavy, and when we got home, we took off our raincoats, and my mother's clothes were basically soaked. My pants are also half wet.

Mom didn't care about herself, so she hurriedly took out clean clothes from the closet and helped me change them, and then hurriedly cleaned up herself.

When my mother came out of the room, holding a quilt in her hand, she wrapped me in the quilt and let me sit comfortably on the sofa. I watched TV, drank hot water, and watched my mom prepare a meal for us in the kitchen.

In the meantime, after a few more sneezes, my mother took cold medicine, took it, and then went back to the kitchen to get busy.

I feel everything around me, the wind and rain outside the window are still there, but our home is warm and happy!

In the days that followed, especially the older I grew up, the more I missed my old days. And fragments of memories like this will always appear secretly on the same rainy days.

Everything in memory is plain and ordinary. But in my opinion, it is a rare warmth now.

At that time, I also had one, which belonged to my home. At home, there are parents who love me, and parents who I love.

Time is gone, and these beautiful things always sneak out when I am sad.

Okay, I put away the sigh in my heart and look at my homework, a lot of it! This is what I should be worried about, looking back at the dolls on the bed that Zou Honggang clipped, I sighed: Alas~ I knew this was the case, why bother in the first place? Yesterday I should have done my homework honestly at home!