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Qishan hesitated for a long time holding the phone, and finally pressed the number.
"Babe, why did you suddenly think of me?"
Hearing Tang Shishi's voice, she smiled lightly. This is her friend, one of the only friends.
"busy lately?"
"It's still not like that. There is no great sorrow and no great joy. Is it difficult for you to sleep tonight, and you want me to accompany you?"
Pray for kindness and helplessly support the forehead.
"Have you gotten into any drama lately? Became so refined."
"You don't want to know. I'm taking the postgraduate entrance examination, and I'm reciting ancient prose!"
"congratulation."
"He Xizhi, it's a disaster, but my mother only gave me two ways, either a blind date or progress, how wise it is for a person like me to choose the latter!"
"hehe¡¡"
"Still laughing! You think everyone is you, no one is forcing you"
"I'm sorry, Xiaoqi, I was talking too fast"
After hearing Tang Shishi's apology after being silent, Qi Shan said that she was fine. She probably thought she touched something she cared about?
"Are you at home today? Do you want to come out to play tomorrow?" Tang Shishi thought she had hurt her heart, so her tone was flattering.
"Okay." But she really doesn't like shopping.
Tang Shishi talked for a while, and finally hung up the phone happily.
Qishan smiled and put down the phone: I still haven't asked what I wanted to ask.
She endured the thought of going back to the past, and started to tidy up her house, do things, and distract herself.
Putting it away, she couldn't help but sat in front of the small cabinet: here, there are all her memories and secrets.
A stack of cards appeared in front of her eyes.
She did it by herself.
About 20 servings.
It looks a bit naive now, but fortunately it was not sent out at that time.
Didn't even take out the Tang poems.
At that time, they were in their third year of high school, and most of the people in the class knew about her who had followed her for three months.
They also seem to "like" her, willing to talk to her, willing to ask her to help, and even trust her to give her money to buy things back.
Maybe even a little bit of kindness from others, she remembers, until now, she still clearly remembers everyone's name. So when graduation was approaching, she wanted to give them something as a souvenir, maybe she also hoped that she would be remembered by others.
So I thought hard, and finally found a meaningful gift that can cost less money: I bought a bunch of cardboard and made a greeting card for everyone. Although not everyone is familiar with it, at least they have talked with each other, and they are not considered strangers.
At that time, grandma was still very happy, saying that she had made so many good friends.
Praying for many nights, I want to hand them over to them before they graduate.
But before I had time to do it well, the work was stopped.
Qishan now thinks of the situation at that time, and the redness is still vivid in his memory.
In the month before the college entrance examination, she didn't go to school again, because the class was no longer on, and she had no reason to go.
When resting, she picks up waste with her grandma. After all, for grandma, this is an indispensable thing every day.
She grew up picking up waste with her grandma, and always felt that picking up waste was a kind of work, but the way of working was different, so she didn't feel embarrassed.
Walking through the streets and alleys has become a habit for them.
Grandma took her, and she carried the bag.
Several familiar figures appeared in front of them, and they seemed to be shopping.
Qishan was hesitating whether to go forward.
They are all wearing beautiful and comfortable dresses.
A classmate suddenly threw the exquisite bag in her hand into the trash can, throwing it casually, and Qishan heard her "cut" from a distance.
Then he left with a smile and noisiness with his companions indifferently.
Grandma noticed her symptoms and called her out. Then he speeded up and walked towards the trash can, and probably saw the paper bag that was just thrown away.
The bag is very beautiful, and the design is also very exquisite. Grandma also found a greeting card from the inside, which is bright red and contains handwritten words.
Looking at it, Qishan suddenly thought of the things he made by hand
Presumably what she did will not be preserved, right?
Qishan looked at the childish text inside, each one was written with great care, and some of them were unfinished.
At that time, I had such a thought, so I didn't??Courage to continue, that feeling, like taking out your heart, but the other party stepped on it, 29 people, it will be 29 feet
She pulled out the bottom one.
That's for him.
Shang Yuyu.
She still remembers the hesitation and caution when writing his name, as if she was doing something sacred, stroke by stroke, not even the exam was so serious.
"I hope you can get into the school you like.
Have a good job.
A safe and healthy life. "
Not even his own signature.
Even if he sends it out, he doesn't necessarily know it's him, does he?
In those years, how many stupid things did I do
Looking at the complete and silly cards, Qi Shan pursed his lips. He originally planned to make the last card for him, and it was indeed the last card. After finishing his card, he didn't do it again.
Later, she secretly went to see their graduation ceremony, and then left secretly. These people are so outstanding, and they will definitely go to big cities in the future, and many of them will not come back. I heard that his home is in the town next door, so he probably won't come here if he has nothing to do, and probably won't have the chance to meet again
So for so many years, she has never met him by chance. Sometimes when I pass by his hometown occasionally, I will pay special attention to whether there is his figure in every street. I will be excited for a long time when I accidentally find a similar figure. Every time I subconsciously look for it. one-third.
Even if you don't meet, you won't be sad, after all, he has hidden it in your heart.
But when they actually met, why were they so disturbed? That person, who has been so far away, has nothing to do with her?
She could even imagine that he might not even recognize her when he stood in front of her. After all, after so many years, such a short memory, like certain shadows, began to gradually fade in her mind. How common is it, isn't it? ?
?Qishan lay beside her bed, feeling that her heart was suddenly tired, all her strength was taken away, she had no expectations, no future, and the road ahead was at a loss.
Why?
Are all her expectations related to him?
How can it be! she¡¡
Qi Shan was taken aback by his own thoughts, even though he liked outstanding and handsome boys when he was young, after so many years, would he still have anything to do with him? !
Stand up praying!
How could she think like this, for so many years, no matter how hard she was, she would never have such an idea, but now, where does she have the courage to think about someone who is too far away to see? !
The night is very long.
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