"Does this count as yes."
"Uh me, I don't think it should be counted."
"Thank you for comforting me."
Yes, looking at Sister Yalai’s smile, I smiled bitterly in embarrassment, how could anyone look at me.
"I am sorry."
"It's nothing, my sister is not a three-year-old kid."
Lying next to me, Yalai looked at the ceiling with me.
"Little doctor, I think you have changed a lot since your car accident."
"is it?"
"Well, you used to act like a baby, but now you look like an adult."
"Probably because of my death once."
My words, and Yalai would be wrong, she turned to look at me.
"It must be painful after you fell out."
"Ok."
I nodded and said that it didn't hurt. It was fake. Sister Yalai took my hand as if understanding.
"It's the same with me, all day long, all the time, it may be the last time I breathe air. There is no difference between life and death for me."
"sister."
"But my sister has been struggling and has been working hard to live, why not? The world is so beautiful, why can't I live longer."
Sitting up, I looked at Yalai, who was lying in her sex. I have never understood her heart so deeply. I like someone but can’t be recognized by the other person. I know Yalai’s heart is very painful, but I can’t help it. Help her.
I still remember that I loved Shaoman so much at that time, and I naively thought that I could marry her, but what happened
More than ten years later is the era where money can create romance, gentleness can not hide ugliness, the world has become so cruel and ruthless than everyone expected, but everyone is so happy in such a cruel environment, it's a hell. .
"Sister, if one day Brother Shi and Sister Yafeng get married, what will happen to you?"
"I, I probably died of illness a long time ago." The girl thought for a while and calmly said the answer that made my heart palpitating.
"What if you are still alive?" I asked back.
"There is no if, the doctor said I am not twenty years old." Shaking his head, there was no if on Yalai's face.
"No! Sister, believe in yourself, think about it again."
"Little doctor, what do you want to know?!" Yalai sat up and stared at me angrily, obviously irritated by my question.
"I will look at you, you don't look like that kind of desperate girl."
"You little fellow, poor." Yalai, amused by my serious expression, approached me and scratched the bridge of my nose with his outstretched hand.
"Sister, when the exam is over, let's go to Hangzhou to play."
"Are we two?"
"Well, just the two of us will go to play during the day and come back at night. Anyway, our place is close to Hangzhou, how about it."
"Ok."
"Well, that's right!" I looked at the shyness on Yalai's face, and quietly stretched out my hand and twisted my thigh fiercely. Lu Ren doctor ah Lu Ren doctor, you have to remember that you are a family member Sister Yalai is good, but there should be others to love her.
You kid, "fuck" what kind of mind.
Life is like a journey. You don't care about the destination, you care about the scenery along the way. My journey starts again. This time, I will use a different perspective to appreciate the scenery along the way.
Tuesday, January 9, 1990.
Today, T City, located in the south of the Yangtze River, ushered in the strongest and strongest snowfall ever. The snow on the ground was half a meter deep, numerous vehicles broke down, and the streets were basically empty. The principals of the city, large and small, Faced with such a tragic climate, we had to announce the suspension of classes for one day.
"The exam is going to be tomorrow, Sister Yafeng, Sister Yalai, let's review together."
Seeing my mother's approving eyes, I had a smirk in my heart. With this heavy snowfall, it is estimated that Yafeng and Yalai will still live in my house tonight.
One week ago, my fourth uncle regarded me as a god after hearing my opinion about his bakery. My opinion was only to add different ingredients to the bread. The reason is that this bread can be eaten several times, but this If you eat it unchanged, the taste will really fade out.
The fourth uncle deserves to be born in Hong Kong. After returning home, he made more than a dozen different varieties of bread. For example, what we eat now is pork floss buns and ham buns. Unlike before, the pork floss and ham on these breads are quite enough. The lack of catties in 1990 has not yet evolved into a national behavior.
Although there are several bakeries in city t, they are either single-variety or inferior in taste. Therefore, as soon as new-style bread with good taste appears, the fourth uncle’s business is steadily rising. Fortunately, he often sends us different breads Da Da Ya Festival.
So I gave him another birthday cake trick. My uncle, who knew everything, asked friends in Guangzhou to invite a cake master overnight. I think the date for him to sweep the pastry industry will be much earlier. But for the fourth uncles and the others, I feel relieved, feeling that all of their minds are in their own existing industries, even if they have more money, they will not get involved in other industries. To describe them in four words is contentment and happiness.
The primary school curriculum is very simple. With my grades before university, there is no problem in maintaining the top ten. To be honest, I don’t want to go to university. I don’t think I need to waste four years on that piece of paper.
Nanfang Weekly is still looking for the author of the six-person line. I heard from my father who is still fighting on the literary front that the weekly hopes that the author can continue to write the six-person line.
I thought about it, and decided to continue writing the story of the six people. The plot began to develop in the aspect of juvenile emotion. As soon as Yafeng and Yalai heard about this new story of mine, they all began to "force" me to write all day long during the winter vacation. Of course, my winter homework is covered by them.
"Little guys, it's dinner."
My mother greeted us in the living room. My two sisters were full of praise for her craftsmanship. It is right to think about it. My mother won the grand prize in the T City Home Cooking Competition in 1995. But now I have eaten very restrained, thinking about the time when I no longer need to envy thin people, I can't help but make three beeps.
After lunch, my mother knitted "wool" clothes in the outer room, and the three of us sat in the inner room to review.
Mother is an enlightened female "sex", so she will have the feat of going to the sea and running along the border with her husband in the future. This also gave me a good opportunity to develop alone.
The future development direction has also been figured out. I listed several tables and finally determined that the first financing target was Nanfang Weekly. Once the 200,000 characters of the six-person line are written, at least a few thousand will be credited to the account, plus the new year’s money for the past years. The total income from other writing is 15 thousand. Of course, the manuscript fees are all between Yafeng and Ya Sister Lai’s joint account.
However, it is impossible for such a small amount of money to make a big deal, so I have already started writing several other novels.
The content of the first part is for the students who are "lost" in the middle school entrance examination. Anyway, Chen Mohan has already vomited to me more than once and said that the sixth grade is not a person reading at all. If someone asks about it in the future, I also have a nice cannon fodder available.