Chapter 3 Reflections on the Portrait

For eight days, Bai Ling has never left her bedside, either stroking the portrait of her husband Fang Ming in her hands or holding the portrait tightly in her arms. Whether it is mourning or filial piety, no matter night or day, Bai Ling has been in deep grief, and she doesn't know what it feels like in her heart.

"Mom, let's go to the park. I'd like to pick some leaves for a specimen. "It's a little girl's voice.

"Dad, take me fishing. Our classmate Xiaogang caught a lot of fish. It's fun to keep it in a fish tank. "It's a little boy's voice. ……

Outside, the noise of children broke through the window. These are the neighbor's children.

It's a holiday, and the children are asking for one kind or another. Parents are also trying to satisfy their children's desires and enjoy each day together.

Bai Ling has no children. It's not that she can't give birth, it's not that she has some kind of disease and is afraid of passing it on to the next generation, it's that she doesn't want to give birth at all. She was afraid that giving birth to a child would change her slender body shape and flower-like appearance.

A person's beauty is innate, but it also needs to be well maintained. Therefore, she regards not having children as the primary condition for choosing a mate, as an important goal in her personal life.

Living in the world beautifully, and saying goodbye to the world beautifully, that life is also very cool. Why do some celebrities prefer not to live to maintain their appearance and image? This is different people, with different outlooks on life, and different goals to pursue. Life itself is a kaleidoscope, no matter how you look at it, it can also be colorful and eye-catching. In fact, in the depths of Bai Ling's mind, there is a deeper reason for not wanting children.

Bai Ling, who was in the pain of losing her husband, didn't have the heart to dress up for a few days. On this day, when Bai Ling looked up, she found a woman's face reflected in the mirror in front of the dresser. Her hair was gray, her large eyes were tarnished, and her long eyelashes were devoid of spirituality. The once plump and smooth skin seems to have suddenly grown many wrinkles, and crow's feet have crawled on the corners of the eyes......

This is an old lady who is about to end her life's journey. Such people are all around us. However, it was not normal for her to come to my house. So Bai Ling raised her hand, pointed at the strange woman and asked sharply, "Who are you?" What are you doing here?! ”

I saw that the woman also raised her hand, pointed at Bai Ling with her finger, and asked the same question. Bai Ling looked back, there was only herself in this room, and there was no one else in this family, only herself.

"Ahh Is this me? The famous white peony? She hurriedly covered her face with her hands. Tears trickled down his fingers again.

"White Peony" is the nickname given to Bai Ling by colleagues. Because her complexion was white. There was still a bright light in the white space, making the white paper a little inferior in front of her.

Not long after joining the work, the unit asked for a half-length photo to apply for a work permit. Bai Ling and her colleagues went to the photo studio to take pictures. At that time, because it was summer, she only wore a short-sleeved white shirt.

After the photos were taken out, other people's photos were beautiful and beautiful, and they all praised the superb skills of this photo studio, and it lived up to its reputation. Only Bai Ling's photo is an exception, and it is impossible to tell whether it is a person or an object. Everyone, you look at it, I'll take a look, it's all confused.

I saw a horizontal black bar at the top of the photo, and under the black bar there were two flat and curved thin black lines, and under these two thin black lines, there were two round black dots......

A colleague who loves photography picked up the photo, looked at it for a while and said, "This is Bai Ling's photo." You see: here's the hair, here's the eyebrows, here's the eyes, here's the white short-sleeved shirt. Because your complexion is too white to look like ...... So, the contrast is too low, and you can't tell the difference without 12 points of eyesight. ”

Take this one and see it, and that one will take a look, and that's true.

The eldest sister smiled and said, "Bai Ling, you should change your surname to Bai." ”

The colleague smiled and agreed: "Yes, Bai Ling, from now on, you will be called White Peony." The white peony flower in front of you is also missing three points of color. "Colleagues looked at the photos and joked.

This was originally a nonsense, but who knows, later everyone who saw her called Bai Peony, called back and forth, and lost her name.

Her cousin came to see her in the factory and said that she was looking for her cousin Bai Ling. I asked several people in a row, but they were all Bai Ling's colleagues. They all looked up and thought about it, as if they had some impressions, and finally they all shook their heads and said, "There is no one named Bai Ling in our unit, are you looking for the wrong unit?" ”

My cousin suddenly had an idea: "I'm looking for white peony." ”

"White peony, there is. She lives in the No. 1 dormitory, and is talking in the ** workshop today." The answer was very detailed and specific.

When my cousin came home, she immediately reported this important news to her mother, Bai Ling's aunt: "Mom, you go to the factory to find my cousin, don't say you are looking for Bai Ling, you say you are looking for white peony." The name of my sister White Peony is ringing, and everyone in the factory knows it, and no one knows it. ”