"Do you have something to say to Miss Ben?" She looked at me strangely, but it was actually strange that I didn't eat the vegetables and took the rice in my mouth.

"It's nothing, I just think about it." I said perfunctorily.

"But can you not stop calling Miss Ben, Miss Ben, I'm not a housekeeper."

She looked at me seriously and hesitated for a moment: "I please." ”

Then there was her playfulness that roamed the living room.

But looking at me with a serious face, she could only put away her smile in embarrassment, muttering, "Why do you have this expression, it's like who owes you money." He used his chopsticks to flip through the bowl repeatedly.

"Who is Tao Yuan?" I finally couldn't help but talk about this topic, after all, I couldn't hold back my thoughts since I was a child.

"You don't already know, why are you knowingly asking."

She whispered with her head down, then took the chopsticks in her mouth.

"Isn't she here to show off how good she is, and how vexatious I am."

"Nope." I clinged gently, she looked at me with sharp eyes, and the hand holding the chopsticks seemed to give me a head.

"No, I mean you're not being vexatious." At this time, my whole heart was hanging, for fear of saying the wrong word.

"Forget it, don't you usually scold me for being nervous, I'm used to it anyway.

And you don't have to be like that because of this, really. Maybe I'm so vexatious, but you'll probably never understand why women do this! ”

It's the first time I've seen her say such things so seriously, like a philosopher.

I don't understand, I haven't experienced it.

"Because of this, you broke up?" I asked tentatively.

"Does it make sense to say this now?"

"Yes, I feel much better when I say a lot of things."

I also learned it in a TV series, so I'll know if it works or not. At least she doesn't reject it now.

"He probably dislikes me, and thinks I can't give him peace like those little women.

It was also on those days that I found out that he fell in love with another girl, that is, Zhou Ying.

"So that's why you're here?" I asked.

"Well, we'll have to see who I'm planted in."

When she said this, she gave people a sense of maturity, as if she had seen everything through, and I don't know if she was pretending again.

"Then have you thought about redemption?"

"I used to, but I don't want to anymore!"

I think what she said was when she met Zhou Ying for the first time, she thought, others said that three women were in one play, and it turned out that the two women sang correctly.

She began to cry when she told the old story, as if the dullness and sadness of the past few months could no longer be suppressed.

In fact, she is still a child, but life is a ruthless knife that always makes everyone smashed.

She is so fragile under the light, and she is pretending to be tired of being strong these days.

I cautiously moved closer to her, trying to give her a shoulder to lean on. She suddenly got up, wiped her tears, and walked to the room, separating me from her in the middle of a wall, and only a faint sound could be heard.

I leaned back in my chair depressed, so embarrassed, what was I thinking just now? What is this?

When she came to the classroom the next day, she was lying on her seat alone, her right hand pressing her stomach, and she seemed very uncomfortable.

I went over and patted her on the shoulder: "What's wrong?" Looking listless, not yet? Or is there something uncomfortable? ”

I symbolically touched her forehead, normal.

Under my series of questions, she just replied lightly: "It's okay." ”

I instinctively judged that she hadn't eaten breakfast, and was about to pull her out, and a few classmates walked in one after another, but she pushed me away from the beginning.

"What are you doing?"

The sudden detachment made me a little stunned, but her soft "someone" reminded me of the warning she had warned me not long ago to pretend that I didn't know me.

Could it be that she has been so silently following her own requests all along?

I carefully recalled all kinds of images from the past, capturing the details of that frame, but I really didn't expect it.

During class, I looked at her in front of me on the left, and many times I wanted to get my thoughts back on track but couldn't help but turn to that side, and the scenery outside the window was also beautiful.

Unexpectedly, she bumped into her once, and she didn't have time to dodge.

Soon the bell rang for the end of class, and I probably never imagined that one day she would sit with me in the flower bed under the school building like this, nibbling on that dry, hard bread, and she insisted on it.

When I went shopping with her that day, I gave her a bouquet of newly planted lilacs.

She said to me gently, "You're a little bit good" and I watched her bounce away from my eyes, very warm.

I'm just thinking: I've been told I've been good since I was a child, and that's a little bit.

After these days of baptism, she is no longer the sick princess who was disgusted with these bargains at first.

She's not so picky anymore, she's not so harsh anymore, in fact, she's just not used to it before.

After this incident, if it was she who confessed to me what her heart looked like, it was better that she made me see my heart clearly, and I was a little moved.

That night she suddenly told me that I wanted to eat carrots, and I pinched myself to realize that I wasn't dreaming.

I knew she hated carrots the most, but that time she looked at the plate and swallowed it.

The sad expression was very subtle, but if you looked closely, you could see the clues, and I grabbed her hand suddenly: "What's wrong today?" Neurotic again? ”

Her slightly open pupils flickered for a moment, and then she said with a smile: "You're just crazy, I just want to eat this, so that I can remember today's beautiful day." ”

It was truly an unforgettable day.