13, New Year (I)
At ten o'clock, Su Tan got into the bed.
Today is the last day of the year, and with two hours to go, the year is coming to an end. It was supposed to be a lively New Year, but it was so quiet. The heart should feel happy, but now it is only numbness and tiredness that occupies that position, probably because the soul of the New Year is gone. Lively, reunion, there is no such thing as her.
Another man who was left behind.
Quietly talking to himself in his heart, telling himself that if he endures and endures again, the winter vacation will be over, and school will start again. When the time comes, I will meet my classmates in a familiar classroom, greet the teacher with a smile, and meet the best friends I miss the most in the dormitory......
Bear with me, the Spring Festival is over, maybe the relatives will come back.
Bear with it a little longer, and maybe all your sorrows will be forgotten......
Sometimes she can't remember that sorrow will be said to be optimistic, but unfortunately, she probably doesn't have that blessing. She is very attentive and has a good memory, good enough to remember the name of the god of spring at once. There are some things that she may remember for a lifetime, and she can't forget them if she wants to.
The bed is as soft as a white cloud in the sky, but man is not a quiet angel, tossing and turning, unable to sleep at night.
The clock rang eleven o'clock, informing her that it was eleven o'clock, and her heart sank a little more, it was so late, she still couldn't sleep, and she was afraid that her spirit would not be too good tomorrow.
So she simply got up, sat down on the edge of the bed, and wrapped herself tightly in the quilt. She didn't turn on the light, just sat in the dark. Soon, with her feet on her slippers and a shaggy wool carpet, she walked to the small sofa by the window and sat down in a different place.
She reached out, pulled back the dark blue curtains, and fastened the cordles.
From her room, you can overlook the city at night. The whole city was celebrating, with lights and red lanterns hanging everywhere, and the streets at eleven o'clock coiled like red dragons; The building is lit up with big characters, "The festival is celebrated, welcome the New Year"; Many of the large shopping malls in the vicinity will be open until later today; Although it was late, the cars on the road were still flowing from afar, and the headlights formed a river of light; If you look up from the tallest TV tower in the city, you can see the deep blue of the night. A bright moon is quietly hanging above the lights of thousands of homes.
The night scene of the city's New Year is like a dream with bright lights like day.
It's beautiful.
It's like a dream.
When she stretched out her hand to touch the picture, there was an invisible barrier between the person and the beautiful scenery she longed for, and the cold of ice and snow came from her fingertips.
It was late at night, and his expression was a little trance-like.
For a long time, Su Tian smiled, the cold, invisible wall was glass.
She curled up on her little couch, wrapped herself tightly in a blanket, and looked out for a long time. It's winter in the city, but the light stream outside looks exceptionally warm, as if spring has really arrived. Su Qian felt that she seemed to like, or even say, obsessed with that kind of warmth, but it was a pity that she could only silently wrap the blanket on her body more tightly in the darkness of her room. I don't know what the people I miss are doing at this time.
Families who go on vacation to the tropics, due to jet lag, are still there for warm days. Teachers and classmates are probably staying up late waiting for the New Year.
She is alone, staring at prosperity and warmth, yearning for them.
The blanket had been warmed by her body temperature, but it was cold.
The cold, coming from the inside of her body, soaked her whole body, and she couldn't help but shiver.
Thoughts drifted into the distance again......
Family, classmates, teachers, and all the people who were gathered together in the world were laughing.
She was the only one who was lonely.
Although, habits are left out in the cold; Although, being ignored is an everyday ......
But New Year's is supposed to be a time for reunion.
Hot tears dripped on the hand that was clutching the edge of the blanket.
Su Tian hurriedly got up, picked up a dry paper towel from the dresser, and lightly printed it on his eyes twice. At this time, the bell began to ring at twelve o'clock.
I wanted to hold back my crying, but the bell slammed on my heart like a giant hammer, smashing the embankment built by reason. Finally, let the tears flow. When I cry, I never make a sound, at most I cry until my shoulders tremble.
Su Tian also knew that no one would find out, and she was crying at the moment of happy reunion.
Because, when she cried, she was quiet, because, afterwards, everything would be deliberately covered up by her, because she was alone in the dark.
When you are tired, you will naturally stop.
By twelve o'clock before the bell had struck, she wiped away her tears, decided to go to bed properly, and turned around—
Under the moonlight, a familiar figure is stepping on the breeze, in the night sky, walking against the light, so elegant, so calm, as if she is a princess who came out of a fairy tale.
The leather shoes with a little heel reflected the moonlight shinyly, the lace skirt was constantly rolled up in the wind, the velvet cloak seemed to be blown up and rippled, and the long hair like a waterfall was undulating like a wave. As the figure approached, her face could be seen clearly. The fair skin, the slightly frozen red cheeks, the smiling red lips, and the smiling eyes are like crystal clear gems. It was the angel who took on the form of a human being, and came to the girl who was crying quietly and comforted her. Actually, people are a little different from before, but they might as well be recognized at a glance. It's definitely her, and you can't be wrong.
Under the moonlight, it is the most familiar person, the cutest appearance.
"Happy New Year, Little Tilt!" Su Ming stopped in front of Su Tan's window.