There are days that cannot be forgotten, and perhaps not impossible, but simply cannot be forgotten, and it is there. Whether you remember it or not, it's there anyway. The memories that Song Fusheng has always remembered, in addition to those related to Shen Qingjia, there are many people who gazed at the stars at night, listened quietly in the pouring rain, ignored secrets, and were silent and silent in the endless wasteland. These are memories that will remain in his mind for a long time, and they don't have to be erased, because they will exist forever.

*

Song Fusheng has never paid attention to He Xiaozhi. As for whether she would occasionally think of her when she asked. It's a fantasy. If it weren't for Zhuang Zhou saying her name several times, Song Fusheng wouldn't even remember her name at all.

There are thousands of unhappy emotions running in her heart. If she hadn't been so forbearing, she would probably have questioned them loudly.

Nothing in this world will go your way.

Hua Bijin repeated it again in her heart.

Maybe it's anger, maybe it's unwillingness, maybe it's justice, in short, no matter what kind of emotion it is, Hua Rujin still expresses the dissatisfaction in her heart.

Hua Yijin deliberately stood in front of the TV, blocking her mother's view, and naturally Hua Yan felt inexplicable. But she wouldn't say anything particularly excessive to her sister in front of her mother. She has been creating a good sister image who loves her sister. I know that.

The only people who don't know are her mother and dad who dot on her sister too much.

"Mom." Before her mother began to question why she was blocking the TV, Hua Yijin spoke.

"You can talk as you talk, can you not stand in front of the TV, you are blocking my view." Mom said. There was a lot of gloom on her face, and those glooms were written with countless grievances and anger. You don't have to think much about it, you can see it at a glance.

"Mom! How are you like that today? Don't you think it's too much? Hua Bijin said. She thought that if she said it directly, her mother would directly state the reason.

But Mom didn't.

Mom pretended not to know what Hua Nijin was talking about, she was completely confused, she looked at Hua Nijin and said, "Huh? What are you talking about? What does it matter to me that your classmates don't eat here? Is there anything wrong with that? ”

Huayan also echoed her mother's deliberate anger. She said, "Mom was very kind to your classmates today, didn't you see that they were all smiling happily?" I'll come back next time. ”

"Sister! I didn't talk to you, so just keep eating your stuff. Hua Bijin was angry when she thought that her sister was also adding oil and vinegar to the side, so she yelled at Hua Yan angrily.

Of course, Hua Yan was angry, and of course she wouldn't have a seizure in front of her mother. She smiled and said, "Good sister." If I'm wrong, don't be angry. ”

Mom didn't have a good face at all after hearing this. She shouted at Hua Nijin: "Hua Bijin! What's going on with you today?! Brain-burned out? Your attitude towards your sister, I've said it a long time ago, you have to look like a sister. Don't be so arrogant, it looks useless. After her mother finished speaking, she continued to say to Hua Yan, but the tone was completely different: "Yan Yan." Don't take it to heart, the flowers have always been like this, neither big nor small. You're a sister, so don't worry about her. ”

"Mom. I know, I don't blame her. Who's going to be my sister? I'm sure I'll have to take care of her. "Huayan's emotional intelligence is not low. She has always known her mother's character, so she has always spoken according to her mother's wishes. Almost all the time, she has always figured out her mother's character. In short, she has always won her mother's heart. It would not be an exaggeration to say that she is a mother's sweetheart. As for the flowers, it is a speck of dust, not enough to worry about.

But now is not the time to worry about that.

Hua Yijin always felt that if she didn't understand the reason, it would definitely not be good to ask Shen Qingjia to come to play at home next time. As for Song Fusheng, if Shen Qingjia doesn't come, he's afraid he won't take the initiative to come to her house to play. Zhuang Zhou is even more needless to say.

Hua Yijin continued to ask her mother: "Mom, you must know what I'm talking about, because you also know that you are very harsh on Shen Qingjia today, and you are a little snub to her." You did this on purpose, why don't you like Shen Qingjia, you are not familiar with her. ”

Since her daughter asked her so clearly, it is not good for her to pretend to be deaf and dumb:

"You want to know? Then I can also tell you that it's not a very important thing anyway. Shen Qingjia is your grandmother's next-door neighbor. I'm surprised that you're still in touch, and even more surprised that you're still having a good time with her. I want to take her to the house to play, what kind of dating concept is this? You and she are very different people, you don't want to waste your time on this kind of person who has nothing. What can you expect from her? I think she also sees that you are rich, so she plays with you. With all these things she gave me today, you think I'd believe she bought them. Can she afford her background? In short, I just don't like people like that. ”

"We're just friends, it's a very simple ordinary classmate relationship, do you think so much? It's so hilarious! Why didn't you care about your sister making friends? You're just eccentric! "I don't know why I have such a big temper. She rarely barely said such loud words to her mother. She has always been patient, and she has always warned herself not to turn her face, not to turn her face, because her mother is not the one who will suddenly love her a little more when she makes trouble.

In general, flowers are useless in front of their mothers.

Because my mother didn't want to see her at all.

Now Hua Yijin is yelling at her mother like this.

Naturally, my mother will not sit idly by, and the sister next to her is also very smart to keep silent at this time. She doesn't need to say anything, she doesn't need to add fuel to the fire, anyway, as long as she sits here, she is her mother's greatest comfort and Hua Nijin's biggest enemy. Anyway, she won all kinds of wars.

Huayan doesn't worry about anything.

"You seem to have a lot of grievances against me, huh? Anything else? If you have any other words, you can finish it all at once, I am in a good mood today, and I don't care about you, but after today, if you talk like this without any big or small, I will definitely rectify you. Unless you don't want pocket money anymore! ”

"Mom. How can you always be so eccentric. Hua Bijin knew that she had to lose this battle, and she lost very miserably. Because there's no one on her side.

"Huh? Eccentricity? That's right, I'm just eccentric. I just like your sister, so what? Mom admitted it so directly!

Hua heard the sound of her heart breaking. Flesh and blood blur. She really felt like she didn't have any point in staying in this house anymore. But her sanity told him not to be impulsive. Therefore, at this moment, no matter how much she wanted to cry, she would not cry.

She turned her face to look outside.

Actually, I wasn't looking at anything, just to get the tears flowing back.

She can't cry in front of people who don't love her.

When she turned her face to face her mother and sister again, there were no tears in her eyes, and there was no such dissatisfaction on her face. She pretended not to care and said, "Mom, even if you don't say that, I know." I'm just a little upset. That's right, you're sure to say that I have no right to be upset. But Mom, if you don't give birth to me, I won't make you feel bad like this. Why didn't you just throw me out, or just throw me out? Mom, why did you do such an unsmart thing at that time? Mom? Do you have the answer? ”

"Flowers!" Mom is very angry! But there is no refutation.

If I asked my mother to say it, it was because of love. That's worse than a few more wrinkles in my mother, because that's not what she really said.

She just doesn't like flowers, no matter what.

Hua Rujin didn't need her mother to say anything, she continued, not shouting, but said calmly: "Mom,

I know you don't want to see me. But what I'm going to talk about now is Mom, you're an adult, and you're Mrs. Hua. Elegant and noble Mrs. Flower. Can you not always wear tinted glasses to my friends? Could it be that the friends my sister made are good people, and the friends I make are bad people with evil intentions? What kind of logic is this? Do you want to say that I'm so bad, that I'm not as good as my sister in everything, and that my friends are certainly not good? What about you? Mom, I'm your daughter, you were born in October, right? So can we draw an equal sign between us? ”

Hua Yan's eyes widened, completely stunned.

This waste wood sister is really a super explosion today. It's like a supervolcano eruption!

Mom was so frightened that she had no power to fight back. Hua Bijin is right, all right, but so what, she doesn't feel any guilt or repentance because of this.

Her status in her heart will not change because of this!

"......" The mother looked at the child in silence and disgust, this was the unpleasant child she had born.

After Hua Yijin finished this long list of words, the anger in her heart seemed to dissipate a lot, and she knew that she didn't need to eat dinner at home, because she really didn't want to face that atmosphere.

"I'll go out for dinner." After Hua Bijin said this, she took her mobile phone and went out.

"Love to eat or not." These were the words she heard coming out of her mother's mouth as she left.

So ruthless, so decisive.

Hua Yijin sneered, but did not reply.

Why?

Because she still wants her to keep it. She still has to take the pocket money for this month, next month, and next month from her tomorrow, hahaha.

*

Emily Dickinson said that looking at the summer sky is poetry, although it is not in the page. True poetry, escape.

Shen Qingjia liked this sentence very much.

True poetry is freedom, no carving, you see a gust of wind, a piece of snow, a drop of rain, all are real poetry.

Or a speck of dust also has its poems, and it is also a poem.

Shen Song said in this serial,

In our world, in our daily lives, in everything, on all planets, there is a poetic salvage. Every moment about you is piling up on my soul. You are my most beautiful poem. I have poems and songs in my heart, all because of you.

In heaven and on earth, you are the most beautiful poem.

Shen Qingjia looked at it, read it, and his heart was full of snow.

Shen Song's recent works are very warm.

Even though this is his usual style, the words he writes have always been extremely healing.

But lately there has been some pink flavor.

It's kind of like love.

Shen Qingjia has always had a smile on his face, and if this smile has a color, it is probably the most beautiful pink.

In fact, she hasn't seen love before.

Just a gut feeling.

Although the author's work cannot explain everything, the ideas conveyed in the work must have some of the author's wishes. If he is not happy, his writing tone will definitely not be clear.

Shen Qingjia hoped so.

But anyway, I really hope he's happy.

Shen Qingjia hopes that this writer must have a good time.

Life is hard. It's not easy for everyone. Shen Qingjia also felt a little unhappy, which is something that happens from time to time.

But everyone must be the same.

Maybe you wake up in the morning and feel inexplicably depressed, or maybe you feel lonely when you go home at night, or maybe you suddenly feel sad when you eat. Maybe it's just looking at a blue sky like this, and inexplicable sadness comes from it.

There is no reason for this.

And there seem to be a myriad of reasons.

In short, everything is reasonable.

It's not a big deal.

Everything will pass.

Nothing in this world is immortal.

There may be no eternity in this world.

The only eternity that must be there is change,

Everything is changing. Everything is constantly changing.

This is the greatest eternity.

So.

Please be happy to live.

Life is so short, it's better to go happily.

*

After saying all the words in her heart like this, Hua Bijin felt much more comfortable.

Although her mood did not improve.

Maybe it's because I've been too depressed at home, and I don't know if today's words are her accusations, in short, what I said in my heart is undoubted.

It can be regarded as dumping out all the garbage in Miss Hua Rujin's heart over the years.

Hua Rujin hummed a song and came to a fried noodle shop. Happiness Powder Shop. For the sake of this wishful and happy name, Hua Rujin decided to have dinner at this restaurant.

She's not superstitious either, but she likes something ritualistic. This is considered a fresh start.

I still have to continue Miss Hua's life tomorrow.

That's all for today.

On the table she was sitting on was an uncovered magazine. Hua Yijin felt bored and stood up and looked at it.

I didn't expect it to be Shen Qingjia's favorite magazine.

The page I was reading was also the work of Shen Song, a writer that Shen Qingjia liked.

Heaven and earth, you are the most beautiful poem?

It seems to be a love story.

Hua Nijin was about to pick up the book and read the following carefully, when a young girl came. She had a sad look.

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