Probably because I thought too much last night and slept too late, I had a slight headache when I got up. After washing up quickly without having time to eat breakfast, I took the bus to the hospital with Ye Bihan.
She is always by my side, no matter when, no matter whether I need her or not.
There were fewer people on the bus in the morning, the air was good, and the headache felt a little less severe.
After completing the discharge procedures, my mother kept sighing in my ear: "He is old and his body is no longer under his control. Even if he falls, he has to stay in the hospital for more than a month. He is useless."
I heard her words, and it was obvious that she was seeking comfort: "Mom, you were still so young and beautiful, how come you are old now? When you recover from your injury, you will be a great beauty again."
Ye Bihan smiled and said, "Auntie, it takes a hundred days to heal a broken bone. You are just recovering from this injury and you still need to rest. You should stay at home and take care of yourself these days. Qingtong and I will take you for regular checkups."
I kept looking back on the way to the door. When I got there, Ye Bihan saw that I was still hesitating. She probably guessed what I was thinking and whispered to me, "You go ahead. I'll take Auntie back. Don't worry."
My heart felt warm, and I nodded, said a few words to my mother, and then returned to the hospital.
I wanted to see Moshiyi's mother. There was a strong voice in my heart calling me to go see her. Or maybe I just wanted to know more about him.
Knock on the door gently.
"Come in." A gentle female voice said. I was startled and felt something was wrong. This shouldn't be Aunt Mo's voice.
Seeing that I hesitated, there was a sound of footsteps inside.
With a creak, the door opened.
A girl of my age appeared at the door. She had shoulder-length hair, neatly combed bangs, and eyes that were curved like the moon. When she saw that it was a strange girl, she showed doubt in her eyes. I immediately explained to her, "Hello, I am Mo Xiyi's classmate, and I am here to see Aunt Mo."
The girl nodded and smiled at me: "Please come in."
Her voice is very soft, different from that of any girl I have ever met. In this day and age, there are very few ladies like her who are truly quiet, gentle and introverted.
Aunt Mo sat up straight away, her face looking a little pale: "Hello, are you Xiaoxi's classmate?"
I nodded a little embarrassedly. It was strange that I had never seen anything like this before, but I felt shy when I saw his mother. "Yes, Auntie, I am one grade lower than Mo Xiyi. I am his junior schoolmate. My name is Cheng Qingtong."
Aunt Mo looked very kind and enthusiastic towards me. "So that's how it is. Xiaoxi doesn't like to talk and usually his classmates don't come to see me. I'm really glad you can come. I hope you can take care of each other at school."
I nodded vigorously and looked at the girl who had been fiddling with the flowers and plants on the windowsill. From time to time, she turned her head to look at Mother Mo, fearing that she was feeling unwell and ready to help at any time.
Although I really wanted to know the relationship between her and Mo Xiyi, I still refrained from asking, and turned to Mo's mother and said, "Aunt, if you don't mind, I will come to see you often."
Mother Mo: "What nonsense are you talking about, kid? As long as you are free, why would your aunt mind?" After she finished speaking, she yawned, probably because she was not in a good mood and a little sleepy.
"Auntie, you are tired. Please have a good rest. I will come to see you another day."
She smiled and nodded. After I helped her lie down, she did not forget to tell the girl next to her: "Xiao Rou, help Auntie send Qing Tong off."
"good."
The girl carefully closed the door of the ward and walked me to the hospital gate, so we had more time to talk.
I asked, "Your name is Xiaorou?"
"Yes, my name is Wenrou."
"gentle?"
She nodded.
I subconsciously glanced at her for a second longer: "She really lives up to her name. Do you often come to the hospital to see Aunt Mo?"
She intertwined her hands and let them hang in front of her, looking like she was out of touch with the world. She said calmly, "I come here often. Aunt Mo watched me grow up, and she is no different from my mother. Mo Xiyi and I grew up together, so we can be said to be childhood sweethearts." She spoke calmly, as if she was talking about a normal, everyday conversation, but in my heart, it was like a strong wind blowing, and I couldn't calm down for a long time.
At this moment, I was actually a little envious of her.
"Then... Is Aunt Mo's illness serious? When can she be discharged from the hospital?"
"Aunt Mo's illness will not be cured." As she spoke, her face was filled with deep sadness and her eyes were covered with a thin layer of mist, like tears, but she was reluctant to let the tears fall.
"Why? Is he seriously ill?" I asked anxiously.
"Aunt Mo's illness is a mental illness, which cannot be cured. It will only wear her body down little by little. No matter how much medicine she takes or how long she stays in the hospital, it will be useless. It's fine that she gave up on herself, but it made Mo Xiyi work harder day by day."
I became even more curious when she said this, so I asked tentatively, "Heart disease?"
She seemed to be asked about some past events, her face full of melancholy, and she was lost in memories: "My mother told me that Aunt Mo and Uncle Mo were a very happy couple. They had been in love since their school days and dated for many years. In the end, they got married and lived a very happy life. But... no one could have imagined that Uncle Mo would betray Aunt Mo and fall in love with someone else."
I just felt like my heart was being pulled hard. It must be very painful if the lover who has been with you since your youth suddenly says one day that he or she doesn't love you anymore.
"and after?"
She looked up at the sky and sighed, "Later, Uncle Mo wanted a divorce, saying he didn't love Aunt Mo anymore. Aunt Mo disagreed at first and didn't believe it. She made a fuss for a long time... She got tired and exhausted, so she finally signed the divorce agreement."
"But, after such a long relationship, can you just say you don't love me anymore?"
"How can we understand the world of adults? I only know that Xiyi often hid and cried by himself. He was very small at that time and often cried with tears in his eyes. When I found him, he always said angrily that he didn't cry, and then he ran away, fearing that others would find him again."
As she spoke, she seemed to walk into the past, as if she was afraid of those days, but also seemed to miss them.
But my thoughts have long drifted elsewhere.
As their son, he, who had been living a happy and sweet life, must have felt desperate and helpless at that time. There was no one around him who could be called dad to love and care for him, and he must have felt heartbroken.
It is not scary to walk into hell. What is scary is falling from heaven into hell. Such a gap is like your heart falling heavily to the ground, covering the ground with blood, cruel and decisive.
Since returning from the hospital, I have been in a daze even during class. I finally made it to the end of get out of class, but was stopped by that guy named Yi Dan in the corridor.
These days he blocks my way during class and after class, and follows Ye Bihan almost wherever she goes. I have tried to chase him away many times but it is no use. This guy either has amazing perseverance or is thicker-skinned than a city wall.
Yi Dan knelt on one knee holding a bouquet of flowers and held the flowers in front of Ye Bihan's chest: "Xiaohan, I am sincere. I hope you can give me a chance to prove that I really love you!" His attitude was so pious.
I rolled my eyes, took Ye Bihan's hand, and prepared to take a detour, but he refused to give in and blocked our way again. He stared at me fiercely, as if warning me not to ruin his plan.
"Get out of here!" My patience was completely worn out by him. I dragged Ye Bihan downstairs and he followed behind without stopping.
"Xiao Han, Xiao Han..." He called out again and again, sounding so disgusting, but he kept calling out and even struggled to squeeze on people. This made me anxious, so I pushed him away. Who could have blamed him for being so weak that I pushed him downstairs.
Oh my God, can this be my fault?
After arriving at the school hospital, he was taken in by the doctor for bandaging.
This push not only helped him, but also forced Ye Bihan and I to visit him in the school hospital three times a day. And I became a sinner. Fortunately, the floor was not high when I pushed him, and his fall was not serious. The doctor said he would be fine in a few days.
After a while, Mo Xiyi arrived. I was a little surprised to see him, but when I remembered that I saw them together last time when I was shopping, I realized that they were friends. I was about to step forward to explain, but his face fell again, not giving me a chance to explain.
Mo Xiyi: "Cheng Qingtong, it's your fault again!"
What does "again" mean?
Did I cause him any trouble? I didn't want to hear that. Although this was a true reflection of my inner thoughts, I still apologized to him in the best possible manner: "I'm sorry, senior, I really didn't mean it. If he hadn't been pestering me, I wouldn't have pushed him, and he wouldn't have fallen..."
He shook his head speechlessly, expressing his dissatisfaction with my half-hearted apology. After a fake smile, he said in a lukewarm tone: "So, you pushed him downstairs, and now he has come to the school hospital. Do you still want him to apologize to you? Let him say, I'm sorry, it was me who asked you to push me downstairs with your hand, I deserve it?"
I had no intention of doing so, but he misunderstood me like this, and I felt like a broken bottle of five flavors in my heart, and I couldn't describe the feeling. But at this moment, I couldn't say anything more, so I just lowered my head and stopped talking.
I could hear his sighs and his pace back and forth, and he didn't say anything else to me.
After saying hello to Ye Bihan, I left. I felt that staying here for another second would be torture.
On the way back, my steps became heavier, and I felt the air was thinner and I couldn't breathe. And I only didn't want to talk when I was really sad.
At this moment, I suddenly remembered what Ye Bihan once said to me: Only the people you care about can really hurt you. For those who are not important to you, even if they say bad things about you to the whole world, you will not care.
So does that mean that I already care about Mo Xiyi, and that I care about him very much.
I care that one word from him can break me down.
After Ye Bihan came back, I hurriedly pulled her arm and started to talk nonstop: "That Yi Dan, that bastard, is he okay? Is his brain damaged? Is Mo Xiyi still angry? Did he mention me again? Will he let me go to the literature club?"
Ye Bihan put her index finger on her mouth, asking me to stop arguing. She said impatiently with a tired face, "His indestructible brain is fine, it's not broken! But when I listened to Mo Xiyi and Yi Dan's conversation, I seemed to hear that Mo Xiyi had a big fight with the Youth League Committee because of losing the debate competition. He just rushed over from the Youth League Committee. Who told you to stand at the gunpoint?"
I almost fainted. Why is my luck so bad every time? I always encounter this great Master Mo when he is in a bad mood and thus angers him.
"Alas, beauties have always had many hardships. Who told me I'm beautiful?" After saying this, I blushed a little.
"Okay, you are beautiful, you are the most beautiful woman in the world. But Cheng Qingtong, I have to ask you, is it a bit wrong that you care so much about Mo Xiyi?"
I was stunned at first, then I put on a nonchalant look and denied: "After all, he is my superior. My job and my literary dream are at stake. If I do something wrong, he might fire me tomorrow because of these personal matters. How can I not care?"
Ye Bihan frowned and pursed her lips as she continued to ask questions: "Is it really just that? Nothing else?"
I held up four fingers. "I swear to God, that's all."
Yes, that's all, that's all, that's all. Important things should be said three times.
In recent days, when I was in class, Mo Xiyi's serious and deflated face always appeared in my mind. Whenever I thought of him, I felt sick. In Ye Bihan's words: Cheng Qingtong, are you lovesick again?
In order to avoid Ye Bihan's eyes that always see through me, and to give my brain a moment of peace, I simply skipped classes this week and stayed in the dormitory peacefully to soothe my wounded heart.
Finally, I decided to numb myself with the Internet. When the bell rang, I rejected all invitations to eat and sing, and walked straight into the supermarket. Instant noodles, ham, potato chips, jelly, yogurt, everything I could think of, I stuffed into my shopping cart, facing everyone's strange eyes, I glared at them all. If my wallet was not full, I would have moved this supermarket to the dormitory.
After paying the bill, the supermarket aunt gave me a handful of change. I ignored everyone's strange looks and walked casually on the way back to the dormitory. Mo Xiyi's figure still popped up in my mind from time to time. I guess I was possessed. I just need to go back and play some games . Internet-addicted girls don't need men! With these foods, I don't have to go out for two days. In order to be a better and more competent Internet-addicted girl, I, Cheng Qingtong, want to say goodbye to the outside world and to you, Mo Xiyi.
I did a search and found out that the most popular game right now is League of Legends!
The school’s network is surprisingly good, which has laid a good foundation for me to play games.
I chose the most crowded zone in Netcom, "Demacia", and was logging in... I had to queue before I could even get in...
In the matter of playing games, generally speaking, boys are always much better than girls. I found an unusual trend in League of Legends: bringing girls! Men who play games are always eager to win the favor of many girls with their superb skills and cool operations, but I don’t know whether these girls are real girls or fake girls.
After waiting for a long time, I finally lined up, picked a nickname "I am a female warrior", and started the novice training. However, the novice training was basically a piece of cake for me.
I grabbed a handful of potato chips on the table and looked at the weird heroes and various weird teammates' nicknames on the loading interface - this guy's name is actually "A piece of cake", and there is another one called "My dad is actually", what kind of weird names are these?
I opened the equipment bar, and saw a basket full of strange and weird equipment. I equipped myself directly, and then took five bottles of small red medicines and went into battle to kill the enemy!
After closing the window of the equipment store, a woman suddenly said, "All troops attack!" Is it so radical to play a game like this? I looked around and found that my teammates were gone. This hero walked clumsily, and his name seemed to be Demacia, but he was pretty cool with a big sword. I observed the small map and it seemed that other places were occupied, only the fork at the top was empty, so I went there.
Before I reached the junction of the two armies, there was suddenly a mumbling English voice, and a line of words was written on the screen: "My father actually" got the first blood... No wonder this person gave himself such a name, it turns out he wanted to take advantage.
After killing minions for more than ten minutes, I finally had enough money to go back to the fountain to buy equipment, and I also reached level 6, with a big move! When I was doing a novice mission, I saw this cool big move, and I was intimidated by the shocking screen when the big move was used. I had to shout "Demacia" while using the skill, which gave me a sense of domineering power!
After I bought the equipment and went online to beat the stupid computer on the opposite side to a lot of health, and was about to expand to recruit kills, suddenly a figure came around me and snatched my kills in two moves (one kill counts as one kill, which gamers usually call a kill, a simple and rough term).
I was very unhappy, but I kept silent in accordance with the principle of peace first, and silently endured the anger of having my head robbed. But in the next ten minutes or so, this blindfolded man "Yi Ku Yi Ku" robbed five or six of my heads in a row. How could I tolerate this? Am I, Lady Cheng, so easy to mess with? I knew that this "Yi Ku Yi Ku" was killing monsters in the wild area, so I followed him, ready to use my ultimate to steal his buff (a magic that increases a character's abilities), but suddenly I discovered that this hero's ultimate could not be used on monsters! This design is illogical! Just as I was complaining about the game's shortcomings, a few words suddenly flashed in the dialog box:
A piece of cake: That lady warrior, are you a woman? How long have you been squatting there? It's useless for you, a Demacia, to squat in the bushes and steal my blue buff (a magic that a character adds to their own abilities)!
A piece of cake: Why don't you speak? Is it your first time playing and you don't know how to type?
Easy pie: Heroine? Just press enter to type!
Finally I exploded:
I am a female warrior: Do you think everyone is an idiot like you? When I learned to type, you were still playing in the mud!
A piece of cake: So you can talk! Are you a girl? Let's be friends. I'll take you flying!
I am a female hero: No need, sister!
Finally, the crystal on the opposite side exploded, and my lady hero has maintained peace on earth again! During that period, that “Yi Ku Yi Ku” typed a lot of words, but I ignored him and just played my own game seriously. I think there is a reason why this game is so popular. After I quit that game, I suddenly heard a noise. It turned out that someone wanted to add me as a friend. Before I could see clearly, I slipped and added him. When I looked more carefully, it turned out to be that “Yi Ku Yi Ku”! This person stole my kills, laughed at me, and wanted to add me as a friend. Is he mentally twisted? Just after I agreed to the friend request, I saw the dialog box in which he was talking to me flashed:
A piece of cake: Heroines, do you want to play with me? I'll play with you. As a heroine, you have to be generous and informal!
I am a female hero: Then you swear not to steal my kills. I play games because I have a lot of resentment and have no place to vent it, and you still steal my kills!
A piece of cake: OK lady, I swear , let's play together! It's convenient for communication! I invite you!
I agreed to his request to join the game (a kind of in-game voice software), and suddenly I heard a familiar voice playing on his end. I asked again and found out that this "Yi Ku Yi Ku" was actually my schoolmate! Later I learned that his real name was Cai Qihang, and he was a first-rate gamer. Even though I had just started playing League of Legends, he could lead me to win many heads and gave me an incomparable sense of superiority. He was just taking me to fly!
Games can really relax people's minds. After a day of intense fighting, I don't have the time to think about love affairs. The key is to form a team and fight.
The game was just halfway through when the phone rang. There was no one else in the dormitory and I couldn't free my hands, so I just let it ring. When my game was over, the phone was still ringing, so I picked up it.
"Hello? Who are you?" In fact, I really admire the person who called from the bottom of my heart. He could be so persistent in calling for half an hour.
"Long time no see, Cheng Qingtong. Can you still recognize my voice? Don't forget that you still owe me a meal!"
When I heard the word "a meal", a name flashed through my mind: Lin Xiaozhu.
"Oh... So it's the egomaniac who secretly kissed someone in the woods! What a rare guest, what can I do for you?"
There was a burst of laughter from the other end of the phone: "Cheng Qingtong, you know what, I just like your powerful tongue."
"Why are you calling? Don't tell me you're a masochist and you just want to hear me say some bad things about you."
"That's not the case. I'm not that free. Our school's Arts Department is holding a bonfire party on the mountain. You love the hustle and bustle so much, wouldn't it be a shame if you didn't come? Saturday night, are you coming?"
If it were in the past, I would have agreed without hesitation, but now my good teammate Cai Qihang is waiting for me to play games with him every day. I can't betray him for the bonfire party. Besides, this Lin Xiaozhu is arrogant. Meeting him will shorten my life by ten years. It's better not to go.
"Saturday is not possible. I have to go home this week to take my mother to the hospital for a follow-up check-up. She injured her leg a few days ago. You just have fun. I won't go." After saying that, he hung up the phone.
Early the next morning.
The phone rang before I woke up. Ye Bihan went downstairs to answer the phone with sleepy eyes, and then called me a few times with a weak breath: "Qingtong, Qingtong, the phone is ringing! It's for you!" After handing the phone to me, she kept muttering: "Who is calling so early? Can't I sleep well..."
I cleared my throat and squinted my eyes: "Who is it..."
On the other end of the phone: "Cheng Qingtong, are you still sleeping? I've already gotten up for a morning run. Go to bed early and get up early to exercise!"
I let out a long sigh and almost passed out: "Lin Xiaozhu, are you sick? It's only five o'clock now. You can go running if you want. You don't have to report to me! Goodbye!" Bang, and hung up the phone again.
It's just like a ghost.
The next few days were spent playing games. Speaking of which, I hadn't been to the literature club for a long time since the incident with Yi Dan. And Mo Xiyi, whom I deliberately ignored and didn't think about, also faded out of my sight little by little. This was the result I wanted, but why did I always feel empty in my heart?
Ding Ling Ling——
The phone rang again.
"Cheng Qingtong, if you don't come to accompany me to the bonfire party tonight, I will call you every morning from now on. Don't blame me for not telling you then!"
"Lin Xiaozhu, why are you so unreasonable? Your school is so far away and it's so dark. How can I come back after I go there? Besides..."
"Ms. Cheng, I'll pick you up in a special car to ensure your safety."
"That's right. You are the one in most danger. What else is there to worry about? Forget it. Tell me your address and I will come to find you when the time comes."
I have never seen such a way of "inviting" people to participate in activities. The phone bombardment every day, day or night, the phone in my dormitory has never stopped. It is simply inhumane. In order to ensure my sleep later, I reluctantly agreed to him.
On the day of the bonfire party, Lin Xiaozhu smiled very happily and sang songs for me around the bonfire. I hadn't felt the wind for a long time, and suddenly I felt that the summer wind had become cooler. Maybe autumn is coming soon, and my mood can't help but become refreshed. Looking at so many unfamiliar faces, so many smiling faces, the corners of my mouth also rose unconsciously.
It turns out that life never stops.
It's just that I lost my way for a moment.
From then on, Lin Xiaozhu and I gradually became familiar with each other. I often called him piggy. Although he always refused with a grimace, he couldn't do anything about it.
I haven't been to the literature club for a long time. I think they are going to blacklist me. Maybe I think too much. No one noticed whether I went there recently. The last time Yi Dan was injured was actually an accident. I shouldn't have been avoiding Mo Xiyi because of this. But the voice in my heart kept telling me not to see him. I can't see him. So much so that I am getting moldy in the dormitory.
I opened the game, logged into my account, and saw that my friend Cai Qihang was also online.
I clicked on the dialog box: "Don't you have classes today?"
The person on the other end replied to me almost instantly: "Yes, the advanced math class is too difficult and annoying. I estimate that I will lose two years of my life after listening to it. In order to live forever, I will skip the class."
Haha, what this person says is interesting. It seems like I have found someone with the same interests as me. The only difference is that I skip classes not because the classes are difficult, but because I am upset.
Seeing that I hadn’t replied, he sent me another message: “Didn’t you go to class too? It’s not good for a girl to skip class.”
"Oh my god, brother, is there a difference between boys and girls in skipping classes?"
"If girls skip class, boys will be sad."
Poof, I spat out a mouthful of blood: "That's because there are not many girls in your science department. There are many girls in liberal arts classes like ours. If there are one or two ugly girls missing, no one will notice."
"Haha... let's go and play for a while?"
"let's go."
After a whole morning of fighting, my eyes were a little sore and my stomach was growling, protesting against me. I typed a line of words to Cai Qihang, just like sending it to an old friend of more than ten years.
"It's a piece of cake. I'm hungry. Please treat me to a meal at noon. I've been stuck in the dormitory for a few days and haven't seen a living person for a long time!"
"The lady is quite proactive. It turns out that people who travel the world are generous. No problem. What do you want to eat?"
Maybe because I get along very well with Cai Qihang, I always speak to him very directly, so my tomboyish temperament is fully exposed.
"Then I'll see you in the back street."
"187*****5802, this is my phone number. Call me when you get there."
"good."
When I arrived at the back street, I saw a man in a plaid shirt looking back and forth, with his hands in his trouser pockets and his eyes looking around, as if he was afraid of missing a passerby.
That was the first time I met Cai Qihang. He had short hair and looked very energetic. He had a pair of bright round eyes and a healthy wheat-colored skin. I walked up to him and he immediately grinned. In the sunlight, his white teeth looked even whiter against his skin.
"Heroine?"
"Small dish!"
From the moment we met until we walked to the restaurant, we were talking almost non-stop, and it felt like we had met too late.
"Lady, please order whatever you like. I'll treat you to dinner today."
As soon as I left the dormitory today, I felt like I saw the light of day again. It was also the first time for me to meet someone online, and it felt very fresh, so I was in a particularly good mood.
"Cai Qihang, I actually just started playing the game, but I always see you every time I go online. Are you a spider that hangs on the Internet every day?"
When he heard me ask this, he lowered his head, kept silent, picked up the teacup on the table and drank it in one gulp: "What else could it be? Of course it's because of my girlfriend. I, Cai Qihang, have never been troubled by anything except her, He Huanhuan."
"Tell me, what's going on. Although I have never been in a relationship, I still understand girls' minds." When comforting people, I am used to getting straight to the point and didn't beat around the bush with him.
Fortunately, he was not a weird person. Instead, he seemed to have met a savior. He took another sip of water, as if he was ready to vomit everything out.
"It's not a big deal, it's just that her birthday was two days ago, and I was so worried about it that I had no idea what gift to give her. She said her computer keyboard was broken, so I thought I'd get her a new one, so I wrapped it up and gave it to her as a gift."
I was staring at my head: "Cai Qihang, you are so good at playing games, how come you have no idea to deal with your girlfriend? You gave her a keyboard as a birthday present, you want her to play games, you are so smart."
He was stunned, paused for a moment, and said with an exaggerated expression: "That keyboard is very good and very expensive, but who would have thought that she would return it to me intact the next day and let me live with the computer for the rest of my life. Tell me, am I wrong?"
"Let me ask you, is He Huanhuan the kind of girl who likes playing games?"
"No, she hates playing games, and she especially hates me playing them."
"That's right. The thing you gave her is something you like, not something she likes. How can she be happy?"
"But her computer keyboard is broken, isn't it right for me to buy her a new one?"
"Yes, but you can't give it as a birthday present... Did you get kicked in the head by a donkey? Your emotional intelligence is too low. Your future is worrying! I don't sympathize with you at all now. I especially sympathize with your girlfriend. How could she find such a brainless partner!"
Right after he finished speaking, he swung his fist twice, as if he was about to resort to violence. At this moment the waiter came to serve the dishes, and with a false move he almost knocked the dishes to the ground.
He apologized to the waiter repeatedly, and I said sarcastically: "Tsk tsk tsk tsk, in addition to your emotional intelligence, you need to improve your IQ as well."
That afternoon, he told a lot of stories about him and He Huanhuan, from their innocent love, to holding hands and falling in love, to some trivialities of life later on. Although it sounded plain, it still couldn't hide the sweetness on his face. It was obvious that they loved each other very much.
Although Cai Qihang didn't understand romance, he loved her sincerely, which was a hundred times better than those who only knew how to use some tricks but never put their heart into it.
The appearance of Lin Xiaozhu and Cai Qihang has added a lot of color to my life. Mo Xiyi is gradually fading out of my sight, and I am finally no longer worried.
In the evening, Ye Bihan reminded me that my mother needed a follow-up check-up.
"Ye Bihan, you are simply my caring little housekeeper. If it weren't for you, I would have been ruined long ago."
"Are you free to go tomorrow? If not, I'll go with Auntie."
"Of course I am free. But you, who go to see Yi Dan every day, must be the one who is not free."
Ye Bi was angry, and stood in front of me with her hands on her hips, like a girl possessed by a grudge: "Cheng Qingtong, who accidentally pushed him down? You play games at bonfire parties every day and don't watch your friends, so can I just do nothing about it?"
I immediately became depressed. I couldn't get angry in front of her. "Alright, Miss, I know I was wrong. I'll treat you to a meal some other day to make it up to you. Isn't it okay for me to be wrong?"
After accepting my sincere apology, she climbed into bed contentedly and went to sleep.
I saw that it was not too late and guessed that Ms. Zhang might not have gone to bed yet, so I called her.
She picked up the phone quickly, and before I could say anything, she started talking like a machine gun: "Qingtong, why are you still awake so late? Staying up late is not good. Haven't you seen the girl next door? She is the same age as you, and she also stays up all night looking at her phone. Now her eyes are damaged..."
Ye Bihan could hear Ms. Zhang shouting like a loud speaker on the phone from a distance, with a look of fear on her face. I made a helpless expression to her and interrupted her harshly: "Mom! I'm calling because I have something important to tell you. Besides, it's only nine o'clock now. You have to be able to sleep even if you go to bed so early!"
When she heard this, her voice was interrupted for a beat, just one beat, and then she continued, "What business can you have?"
"I want to tell you that I have to go for a follow-up checkup tomorrow. The doctor said that the first checkup is very important and I have to go. I will go back to see you early tomorrow morning. Please wait for me at home. That's it. Bye."
I hung up the phone before she responded, but I still heard someone say, "This kid is becoming more and more rude."
For a moment I thought I really saw a ghost, and then Ye Bihan giggled, and I swung the pillow at her.
"Ha ha……"
For a moment, I felt that my life had returned to normal, nothing had changed, no one had appeared, it was just the same as always.
But everything changed so quickly that I had no time to prepare or react.
I accompanied my mother to the follow-up examination. The doctor said that everything was going well. As long as she didn't do hard labor, she would be almost recovered in another month. My mother was very happy, and I also joked with her.
"Ms. Zhang, I've been running back and forth between the hospital, school, and home every day lately. I'm so tired." I played the whole scene and patted my shoulders at the same time.
She knew what I was up to at first glance: "Okay, okay, I get it. You just want to eat ribs, right? I'll make it for you when I get home. I went out early this morning to buy them."
I smiled brightly at my mother, and her eyes were full of doting.
The sun is shining and the years are peaceful, this is my happiness.
Walking out of the main entrance of the hospital and passing by the small garden, I remembered the rare peaceful chat I had with Mo Xi that day, so I looked at him a few more times.
I really saw him. He was still wearing a white shirt and black casual pants. He looked very energetic, as if he had just had a haircut. And next to him, there was a gentle face.
It was the girl who was beside Aunt Mo when I went to visit her secretly that day. She looked more gentle and charming than before, with shoulder-length hair falling softly on her shoulders, and the light yellow princess dress was perfect for her.
He turned his head to look at her from time to time, mumbling something in his mouth. She always smiled sweetly, with rosy cheeks, which made people love her. From a distance, it was such a pleasing picture, a prince and a princess, just like this. Only a girl like this could be worthy of him. Besides, they were childhood sweethearts.
The loss in my heart was like a bottomless black hole. All the deliberate avoidance and escape I had been doing these days seemed to have all collapsed the moment I saw him. And these days of my upset were just a few ordinary days to him.
"Xiaotong? What are you looking at?"
Finally, it was my mother's voice that pulled me back to reality. I shook my head and said nonchalantly, "Nothing. I saw a handsome guy and a beautiful girl and couldn't help but look at them a few more times."
"You kid."
"Mom, when you gave birth to me, you didn't even tell me to make me pretty, so that I wouldn't have to stare at handsome guys and beautiful girls on the street every day. I could just go home and look in the mirror!"
"Hey! Who said you're not good-looking? Let me tell you, the fortune teller told me right after you were born that you are the reincarnation of the Seventh Fairy..."
The conversation started again.
I thought life had returned to normal, but life is never satisfactory, and someone like me with little experience can't cope with it calmly and easily.
Scenario 1.
During evening self-study, I went to the library to borrow a book. I just found the book and sat down leisurely. When I looked up, I saw Mo Xiyi. It was true that enemies often meet on a narrow road. I calmed down and buried my head in the book. I stole a glance and saw that he didn't notice that I was sitting opposite him, so I slowly stood up and prepared to escape. Just when I was about to successfully turn around and leave, the chair fell over. Almost everyone around was attracted by the loud noise, of course, including him - Mo Xiyi. We looked at each other and were embarrassed to tears. I quickly picked up the chair as if nothing had happened and turned around to escape.
Scenario two.
I pushed the cart to the supermarket on the weekend, preparing to buy some dry food to go back to play games with Cai Qihang. The car was half full and I was walking leisurely when I saw Mo Xiyi also shopping in the supermarket!
I kept telling myself that he was just an ordinary person and not to think too much about it.
He was approaching me step by step. I was neither going forward nor backward, so I just pushed the cart and walked out, and ran into him. He saw me and greeted me politely: "What a coincidence, how have you been recently..."
Before he had finished speaking, I walked right past him and headed to the cashier to pay. I passed by him almost without glancing at him.
And when my eyes passed over him, I could feel the confusion on his face.
Later, I kept thinking about the question he had just asked.
He would ask, what a coincidence, why haven’t you come to the literature club recently?
Or, what a coincidence, why do I always run into you recently?
Later, there were many coincidences, and I cleverly avoided them. This is probably the only way to make my life peaceful.