Chapter 2 Carry You To Me 6
In the following week, Qing Nuan had to endure the "secret smell" of the toilet every day after school, running between the garbage station and the women's restroom with cleaning tools.
Cheng Ge would help Qing Nuan clean up after school every day.
Qing Nuan was responsible for cleaning the toilet, and Cheng Ge helped Qing Nuan throw the garbage to the garbage station.
"Okay, I'll clean the toilet for the last time, that's it." The punishment was finally over. Qing Nuan cleaned herself carefully in the sink and said to Cheng Ge with a wry smile, "Fortunately, the director only asked me to clean it for one week. Otherwise, if I had to go every day after school, I would have been stinking."
Cheng Ge was amused by her and laughed. He even moved closer to her and sniffed her seriously: "Really? Let me smell it!"
"Go away!" Qing Nuan pushed him away with a smile.
The two of them joked around for a while.
Cheng Ge was going to the school's bicycle shed as usual, so Qing Nuan accompanied him. When they passed the playground, they found that it was completely dark. In the quiet night sky, the stars were like night lights hanging in the sky, twinkling one by one.
Under the starry sky, she and he walked slowly.
Qing Nuan was touched by the gentle night. She hesitated for a while, and finally asked softly: "Brother Ge, do you think I am rustic and not pretty, like an ugly duckling?"
Cheng Ge smiled and patted her head, as if comforting a wounded animal: "All ugly ducklings can eventually become swans, right ? Nuannuan, isn't it good for you to just be yourself?"
Qing Nuan stopped and asked, "But no matter if I am myself or not, my classmates don't like me and will laugh at me. I don't understand. I didn't provoke them . After my mother passed away, my father worked very hard and devoted himself to me. Although I am not as good at dressing myself up as Luo Weiwei, I don't bother other classmates. Why do they treat me like this?"
"Do you like Tagore?" Cheng Ge suddenly asked Qing Nuan.
Qing Nuan shook her head: "I don't know much about Tagore. I only know a few of his poems."
Cheng Ge nodded: "I like him very much. There is a sentence in his poem that I particularly like."
"Which one?" Qing Nuan asked curiously.
Cheng Ge looked up and looked at the stars in the night sky. At that moment, it seemed as if the vast universe was reflected in his eyes.
Qing Nuan was shocked by Cheng Ge's behavior and she subconsciously held her breath.
I only heard Cheng Ge slowly recite those words: "The world kisses me with pain, and I repay it with songs."
Before Qing Nuan responded, Cheng Ge turned his head and looked at Qing Nuan with burning eyes, as if he wanted to see into her heart: "Qing Nuan, I will change this sentence and give it to you, okay?"
"Okay, how do you want to change it?"
"Youth kisses me with pain, and I repay it with song."
The night was very cold, but Cheng Ge's gentle tone seemed to warm even the cold night.
Qing Nuan murmured this sentence, as if she wanted to chew it up and swallow it, letting it seep into her bones: "Youth kisses me with pain, and you want me to repay it with songs?"
"Yes." Cheng Ge nodded. "No matter how painful and sad you are, Nuannuan, you must remember this sentence. Never lose heart and never give up. Youth kisses you with pain so that you can repay it with songs."
If you really can't find a song to give back to the world, it doesn't matter, I am your song, forever.
Cheng Ge repeated this sentence silently in his heart but did not say it out loud.
Qing Nuan chewed over Cheng Ge's words and nodded slowly in the moonlight.
At that moment, Cheng Ge's smile was brighter than the stars.
That year, Qing Nuan seemed to understand but not quite. She just felt that she was particularly small under such a brilliant smile, like the most inconspicuous grain of sand in the universe. However, she was lucky enough to meet Cheng Ge here.
She was so busy feeling inferior and dodging that she ignored the tenderness in Cheng Ge's eyes.
