Turning 18 is a particularly important moment, and it means that we have grown up. From then on, we will step into an adult world.

You can go to the Internet café with your ID card openly, and you can calmly say that you have someone you like, and you won't be said to be in early love. But they also began to shoulder obligations and responsibilities.

An Luo's birthday is July 27th, and on that day, QQ Space reminded me of his birthday. I'm a person who doesn't like birthdays, and I don't know how to prepare birthday presents for others. It's nothing special that I don't like it very much, and I don't seem to pay much attention to any festivals. Bean Sprouts said that boys should want their girlfriends to have the advantage of me.

It was supposed to be a message wishing him a happy birthday as usual. But we haven't been in touch for months. If he still ignores me, then we won't be in touch again. But after all, it's the eighteenth birthday, and it's very significant. I held up my phone and struggled again and again.

"Aren't you going out today?" My aunt looked at me lying on the couch and held my phone all the time.

"Bean Sprouts went on a trip with her parents"

"I mean Anluo, it's not his birthday today."

"How do you know," I jumped up from the couch in surprise.

"I sent a message in this QQ, saying it's his birthday today."

"Auntie, you still have An Luo's QQ? My cousin got a QQ for my aunt before I went abroad, saying that I could video chat that way, and my aunt was still thinking that trouble, I thought her QQ should only be my cousin and me. "I couldn't believe it.

"Last time he came to tutor you with homework, your aunt and I are very open-minded, it's normal to fall in love at this age, I used to be too conservative because your grandmother taught me too conservatively, I didn't know your uncle on a blind date until I was twenty years old, and I married such a woodman, but I also liked him honestly."

"Uncle is so good to you, he is so tired when he comes back every day and does housework and is reluctant to let you work" I still envy the relationship between my aunt and uncle, although my uncle looks very serious and doesn't talk much. But he would make breakfast every day before going out, and the first thing he would do when he came home was always to find his aunt, and he would not quarrel, and what his aunt said was right.

"It would be better if he could learn to write the word romantic, hey, not to mention your uncle, you go and change your clothes for An Luo's birthday."

"I'm not going"

"What, there was a quarrel?"

"No, it's just been a long time since I've been in touch."

"Then you should be in touch, and the relationship needs to be managed."

"Still not going, we're not what you think."

"I'm a good baby, you haven't confessed yet?"

"Oops, Auntie"

"Look, look, I'm still shy. Do you want to take the opportunity to confess one? Your aunt and I support you mentally and practically," she said, and her aunt took out her wallet.

"Don't do it, I just want to study hard and get into a good university now. How can there be a parent like you who teaches bad children. ”

"Well, we were really good children at the beginning of the year, we must be admitted to college, your cousin's grades can go to college, you and I don't have to worry about it, don't have too much pressure to study, no matter which school you want to go to, my aunt will support you." I see that you have been holding your mobile phone just now, many things have to work hard to get it, you also know that you have to work hard to be admitted to college, and feelings also have to work hard to get it. ”

My aunt's words gave me courage, and I bought a set of colored pencils for An Luo with the spiritual and practical support that my aunt had given me.

My personality has been able to become more and more cheerful, and a large part of it is due to my aunt's influence. When I was a child, I was always a child who didn't like to talk, had extremely low self-esteem and was insecure. Later, when I was in junior high school, although I often had some conflicts with my mother, my aunt often enlightened me and encouraged me, and I gradually smiled more. Later, I almost became my aunt's child, and my personality became more and more cheerful, and I gradually became more confident.

When I messaged An Luo and asked where he was, he said that he was in xxx hospital, and he didn't even ask me about my nervousness. I stopped a taxi and went to the hospital. Call him at the door of the hospital: "I'm in the inpatient department of the hospital, which ward are you in?" ”

"Wait for me there, don't lose it, I'll go down."

Before I could reply, An Luo hung up the phone.

"What's wrong with you? Why do you have to be hospitalized? "As soon as I saw him, I ran forward.

"I'm fine, my dad is hospitalized."

"Is that uncle okay?"

"I'm going to have a heart stent surgery."

"Then, I wish my uncle a smooth operation and a speedy recovery." I didn't know what to say to comfort him, so I put down the bag in my hand and put my hands together and made a wish. It's like I've always had a habit of making pious vows regardless of time and place.

An Luo smiled and said, "Thank you! ”

"Oh yes, happy birthday! It's a birthday present for you. I said as I handed him the tape.

"What is this?" An Luo looked at the bag that I had wrapped tightly and asked puzzled.

"Oh, you can go back and open it again" I also wrote a small card inside, if I open it at this time, I will dig a hole in the ground on the spot.

"Why is Luo'er standing here, the sun is so hot at noon," a gentle female voice came from behind me.

"Mom, why do you buy so many things," An Luo said as he went over and took the things from the man he called Mom.

"Isn't this your birthday, this is your friend?" His mother approached and looked at me. My impression of his mother is that she is gentle and elegant.

"This is my classmate's first break in the summer, and the first break is my mother," An Luo introduced.

"Hello Auntie!" I kept my head down and didn't dare to make eye contact.

"Hello" An Luo's mother greeted me very gently, and then said to him: "Don't stand here, the sun is so big, why don't you go to dinner with your classmates, your father has me to take care of you, it's okay." ”

"Oh, no need, Auntie, I'll just come to An Luo to deliver something and leave." I just wanted to get away quickly from the scene that embarrassed me.

"Then I'll ask the driver to take you back," she said, waving not far from where she had just walked over.

I can't refuse anymore, and on the way home, I received a message from An Luo: Thank you, I like the gift very much.

But I later learned that he had a big fight with his dad when he brought the colored pencil to the hospital room. Because at that time, his father wanted him to concentrate on the college entrance examination first. And his father didn't approve of him going to art school. And before this time, I had a bad idea to ask him to send a painting to his father, when he gave the painting of "Father's Love Like a Mountain" to his father on Father's Day, it also caused him to have a big fight with his father, so later he was in a bad mood, Su Mu asked him to go to Jay Chou's concert, and he agreed.

Every parent wants their child to follow a path that they think is good, but every child does not want their parents to interfere in their own life.

I always feel that parents can only guide their children to think correctly, and how to go on the road, good or bad is the child's business.

This is Anluo's eighteenth year, and his father's illness has made him bear heavy responsibilities and obligations as soon as he stepped into the adult world. Despite the quarrel, they still compromised. Because he eventually gave up on the École des Beaux-Arts in Paris.

Although he seems to be cold, he has always been gentle in his heart.

Probably to make us understand the difficulties in the adult world, my eighteen-year-old came like a thunderbolt on a sunny day.

My mom came to see me in City A, and I thought she was here to celebrate my birthday. She said that she was getting married, and that she was a friend of her uncle, and now she planned to immigrate to New Zealand.

"How is he?" I tried my best to keep my tears under control.

"It's good for me." It can be seen that there is an uncontrollable smile on my mother's face when she speaks. When she said her father, she only said a few words lightly, and she rarely talked to me about her father.

"That's good." At that moment, I didn't know what kind of emotions to face her, in fact, I wanted to say: you must take care of yourself abroad, and if he treats you badly, you will come back. I've grown up to protect you. But I didn't say it.

"Mom bought you a birthday present, I don't know if you like it or not," she said, pulling out a delicate little box from her bag.

She used to buy me new clothes. This is the first time she has given me a necklace, and maybe she thinks I'm grown up. But I never wore that necklace, and I was afraid that I would miss it too much. I was not strong enough.

"Mommy can help you put it on."

"No need, I'm just a student, it's not good to wear these."

My refusal caused my mother, who was about to get up to help me put on the necklace, to sit down in disappointment. She took a sip of the coffee in front of her with some embarrassment, and then said, "Chuchu, there is one more thing that my mother wants to discuss with you." ”

"What's the matter?"

"Your hukou used to be with your grandmother, but now that you've grown up, you can make your own decisions. I've discussed with your dad that you can go with him or me, do you want to go to university in New Zealand? I also learned some information about the school, can you take a look? Mom said as she pulled out a bunch of papers from her bag.

"No, I don't want to go to school abroad."

"Then do you want to move your hukou to your father?"

"Can't you move your hukou?"

"Yes, you can do whatever you want." Mom is a little sad, every time she is sad she likes to look at the window in a daze, she used to sit quietly on the balcony alone when we had a conflict.

"My aunt said to make me a cake today, so I'd better go home and have dinner." I'm afraid that if I stay any longer, both of them will be emotionally untenable. I don't want to remember the day I was eighteen years old and my mom and I cried for dinner.

"Okay, I'll send you back."

The café was actually very close to my aunt's house, but the pace was probably too heavy that day, and it felt extremely long. Exhausted from walking.

Finally, I walked to the door of the community after counting the traffic lights one after another.

"At the beginning of the year, you have to take care of yourself, eat well, and sleep well. Make more friends, don't press it in your heart when you're unhappy, and share it with others...... "Mom still cried when she was leaving, and she rarely cried.

I kept my head down, silently weeping tears. But when my mother turned around, I rushed over and hugged her: "Mom, thank you for letting me come into this world." ”

I didn't go upstairs after my mother left, I was afraid that my aunt would be worried when she saw me crying and red eyes. Walking down the street alone, Christmas songs were playing in the small shops all over the street, and in a small southern town where it had not yet snowed, it seemed not real at all.

"How long do you have to go?"

I heard the voice and turned around, and Anlo was carrying a large bag behind me.

"Why are you here?"

"I saw you from my aunt's community, and I wanted to send it to my aunt's house, but you never replied to your message."

"So, did you see it all?"

"Well, who is that woman?"

"My mother, she's going abroad, come and say goodbye to me."

"I'm sorry!"

"It's okay, I'm not in the mood to share my story with you another day. Why are you coming to me? ”

"This one for you," he said, handing me the big bag.

It's a painting, the last time I went climbing a mountain with him, I thought he only painted "Father's Love Like a Mountain", but I didn't expect it to be me. Although I was sleeping under a tree.

"Why is there a rainbow under the sun?"

"This is added later, didn't you just fall asleep, I think you should be dreaming in color."

I remembered that when I gave him colored pencils, it was written in that little card: May you dream in color.

"Thank you!" I looked up at my tear-dry face and smiled at him.

"Congratulations, you've grown up."

"Congratulations, we've all grown up."

"Let's go back." He said as he took the bag in my hand.

"Do you want to listen to a song?" As I walked, a sentence popped into my mind.

"Okay." As he spoke, he lowered his head to the side.

Later, I got used to wearing a headphone when listening to songs, even when he wasn't around. That headset belongs to him too.

This is my eighteen-year-old, stepping into the adult world with sadness and joy.

It was eighteen years old, and the story was written in a heartbeat.