What does this world mean to me? What is the meaning of my existence? I often ask myself this way, but I can't find the answer.
Since I am sensible, my life has been filled with endless quarrels and endless loneliness of my parents. Although I have no worries about food and clothing, and although the servants take good care of me, I cannot get the love of my parents. Isn't that the most important thing? There was no word of concern, no comfort of tolerance, or even blame, because I was completely ignored, and their world seemed to have only work.
I have tried every possible way to make my parents happy, and I study hard, every subject is excellent, but the transcript is always no one cares; in order to make my parents proud of me, I also practice hard for the cello that I have never liked. Just because I have heard them praise a well-known cellist, but whenever I think of the melodious rhythm, there is always no audience...
Year after year, I live in waiting, always holding hope, hoping that they will think of me, even if I turn around and look at me, I am satisfied, but nothing, nothing. For them, I don’t know how much effort I have made, giving up time for fun, giving up making friends, giving up everything, but what do I get? Every birthday is the day I fear the most, because this day is the best proof of my abandonment. Others will have birthday parties at this time. Parents and friends give gifts with blessings, but I only have a cake made by a servant. Although this cake is several times more exquisite than ordinary children’s cakes, it only disgusts me. Maybe a few days later, my parents knew that I was celebrating my birthday under the reminder of the servants, but what about that, a cheque also sent me away, I have to say, in terms of money, they treat me pretty well. generous.
Gradually, I recognized the facts and hopes were finally obliterated. From now on, I will live by myself. I keep telling myself that I am numb to myself because I have passed the age when I was excited by the attention of my parents. However, when I learned that they were going to divorce, I was still shocked and distressed. Are they tired of maintaining this family now
The good news is that they broke up peacefully without making much movement, and they finally thought of me—my custody. After all, it’s a policy marriage. What kind of feelings do you have? I am a product of policy marriage. Now I am a burden to them. I am not in the mood to hear them push me around there and rush back to the room. The fastest full text of 噺⒏⑴祌 んττρs:/м.χ八㈠zщ.còм/
I cried that day. I cried the most fiercely ever in my life. The tears kept pouring out as if I was about to shed all my tears. I told myself I would never cry for this kind of thing again. Let me indulge today. . Why, they don’t love me, if they don’t love me, why did they give birth to me and bring me pain, I hate them, hate them...
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Even if I feel sad, I have to face the reality. In the end, I followed my father, and my mother had a new family soon. The object of her remarriage was a rising star in the business world, and the size of the company was not counted. It's big, but the facts are unpredictable. What is unexpected is that a few years later, this person made his fortune, and my mother also became the corporate lady of a first-class enterprise.
As for my father, he kept his ancestral business and developed mediocrely, but he can also temporarily rank among the famous. After I went to middle school, he also remarried. In my opinion, his newly married woman has no cultivation. He is just a vixen. There is such a wife. , I don’t think he will develop much in the future. But it's not my business. What I care about is that since the woman got married, my life has become more and more sad. She always finds the ballast at every turn, to see if I am not pleasing to my eyes, God knows how much I hate her, a low-level woman like her, I don't bother to care about her. Anyway, my life is bad enough, I don’t mind any more confusion, I only care about myself, I don’t care about other things at all!
I thought my life was dark, but I met a wonderful person, and my life has changed since that day...
He is a boy of the same grade as me in school, very handsome and gentle, but it is a pity that we are in different classes. The first time I saw him was in the hallway. I was in a bad mood at the time because of family affairs. I accidentally ran into him and just wanted to get angry. When I saw his face, I was stunned. At that moment , I heard my heart beating.
"Are you okay, I didn't mean it." He apologized to me, and his voice was so good that I didn't recover for a long time. "This classmate, classmate!" He gave me another light push.
"Ah, um, I'm fine." After that, I was lost again.
"That's good, goodbye!"
When I looked in front of me again, the man had disappeared, and I secretly regretted that I was too embarrassed, the first time I was so awkward. Why do I be like this? I have a strange feeling when I see this person. He is also a handsome guy. I am not interested in the selection of the tennis club at all. It is really strange.
In the days that followed, I couldn’t help but pay attention to the gentle boy, his name is Sakura Yueyin, which sounds like a girl’s name at first. He is already very popular in the junior high school. I heard that his motor nerves are great. The person is very nice, and I am the manager of the tennis club. I became more curious about this person and couldn't help but want to approach him.
I did everything possible to pass by him, hiding aside and observing him secretly. More and more I discovered that he was a nice person, and wanted to be close, and he cared very well for his two good friends of the opposite sex. I am very envious, and I often think, if there is such a person who cares about me, it would be great. I gradually fell into my own fantasy...
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Valentine's Day finally waited for the opportunity. I didn't give the chocolate to the boy I like early in the morning like other girls. I know that classmate Sakura must have received a lot of chocolates. I have to let him remember me.
"Sorry, excuse me." I gathered up the courage to walk over, "Sakura, I am Ling Xiaoluyou from Class 5 of the second year, please accept this box of chocolates."
"Thank you, classmate Ling Xiaolu."
"Ah, no, it's nothing." I raised my head and glanced at him. My heart beats faster and my face burned badly. After speaking, I ran away.
What a shame, what would he think of me when he left like this? I regret what happened just now, but I can't help but have a little hope in my heart. Student Sakura was very happy just now when he received the chocolate. Will he remember me? Maybe he will...
With this little hope, I feel that life is not so bad, and I like school more than before. I still watch him secretly from time to time. His refreshing smile is like a gentle breeze blowing into my heart. . Either I can also become happy, or I can also feel the feeling of being cared for, as long as that person is him...
I can no longer just be satisfied with watching from a distance. I have made up my mind to confess. I am not a procrastinator. If I like it, I have to fight for it, otherwise everything will be in vain. For my own happiness, I will definitely succeed. . Compared to the girls who confessed to him before, I feel that I am more outstanding and have a better family background. Although I can't compare with him, it is still good. For this point, I thank my parents.
"Hello there."
"Ah! Sakura-kun, hello, do you remember me?" I resisted being shy and asked him.
"Where should we meet, right?"
"Well, on Valentine's Day, I was the last person to give you chocolate."
"You are classmate Ling Xiaolu."
"I am Ling Xiaoluyou, Sakura still remembers me." I was very excited when he heard him recognize me. Maybe I am hopeful. I mustered up the courage to continue saying, "I saw Sakura for the first time. At that time, I accidentally ran into you. At that time, you were not only not angry, but you also asked me gently if there was anything wrong. No one had ever treated me like this, so... So I really like Saki-kun."
"Thank you, classmate Ling Xiaolu, but I can't accept your kindness, I'm sorry." He actually bowed to me and apologized, which means I was rejected.
"Why, Sakura Jun obviously doesn't have a girlfriend? Would you give me a chance?" I said unwillingly, although I feel that I am so hopeless, but even if it is a little hope of happiness, I have to seize it.
"Sorry, I… "
"I really like Sakura, promise me, I will work hard."
"Student Ling Xiaolu, I'm really very sorry."
"Why, why, woo~ I have always wanted to be Sakura's girlfriend, why not give me a chance..."
"You, don't cry... Don't cry, classmate Ling Xiaolu will definitely meet a better boy than me."
Hearing him say this, I became even more frustrated. "Don't say these perfunctory things. You are too much. Isn't there a girl who can be worthy of you in Bingdi?" I questioned him loudly, even though it did It's not my intention, but I can't control my emotions.
"Stop crying." He handed me the handkerchief.
"You go away, I don't need your sympathy, Sakura, you will regret it, you will definitely regret it!" After speaking, I tried my best to escape the scene. Why, why can only be gentle to me at this time, but can not give me happiness, am I destined to be alone forever
"Auntie, the Sakura family is a big family, right? There must be a lot of people and it's very lively." To find out about Sakura's situation, I chatted with my aunt about his family.
"Yes, but my family is not thriving right now. They only have one daughter. Blessed if anyone marries her."
What, I can’t believe my ears. How could it be possible that there is only one daughter in the Sakura family. This must be a mistake. The sound of Sakura is clearly...
"Is there really only one daughter in my family, aunt?" My voice was trembling, I must say that this is not true.
"Yes!" There was a bolt from the blue, and I was speechless.
"She, is she called Lu Yueyin?" I checked with my aunt again.
"Oh! You know her?"
"..." It's true, Sakura is a girl, like she's having a nightmare, I hope I wake up soon.
My head is not sober, and I can't remember what others have said or what I said.
In the evening, I lay on my horns, my eyes staring at the ceiling blankly, my aunt's words rang in my ears again, and the past flashed before my eyes.
Sakura Yueyin is a girl... She actually lied to all of us, my feelings are simply a big joke, why God treats me so unfairly, so teasing, I am not reconciled! Beat the bed hard to vent the resentment in your heart. Don't forgive the sound of the moon, you will pay the price for what you have done. I suddenly remembered that my aunt had said the word'life experience', and he looked a little panicked, could it be said that there is any secret in Lu Yueyin? I will check from here, I will find out something...
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Slowly opened my eyes, I picked up the file again, Yu, what happened to you, when did you become so procrastinated, forget the previous shameful things, as long as you make Sakura pay the price , I warned myself like this. However, the scene of her saving me just now and what she said to me appeared before my eyes. It was obviously hostile. Why would you help me? My head started to hurt. Since when, my life has become more and more chaotic, and I have done some things that I have never done before. I know that those are bad things, but for revenge... New Bayi Chinese website first launched www.(x81zw).com m./x81zw/.com
I also don’t understand my feelings anymore. The moment I unveiled Sakurayin’s life experience, I was not excited. Instead, I was bitter and slightly heartache. Is it another abandoned child? It turns out that she is the same as me. of.
I was frightened that I had such an idea, and I shook my head vigorously, so be more sober, Ling Xiaoluyou, the only real poor person is you. Didn’t she get more love? How could it be like you? Don't you think her face that is always full of happiness is dazzling? Yes, I couldn't be shaken, so I stuffed that file into my school bag. Sakura, when your happiness is broken, what expression will you have
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Do you really want to do this? I, who had already made up my mind, started to shake again after seeing the sound of Sakura, touching the portfolio in the locker, my heart was struggling,'I am unfortunate, do you want other people to be like you?'' she I'm so embarrassed that you shouldn't let her go', my mind is full of voices like this.
"Hey, Ling Xiaolu, are you okay?" Su Yueyin suddenly pushed me
"Huh? Ah, what are you doing, trying to scare me to death!"
"I just want to tell you that class is coming soon, you better hurry up!" Then she looked at my locker.
"Pa" I closed it quickly, with some guilty conscience, "Go away, don't look around!"
"You, are you uncomfortable?"
"Take care of you! Lu Yueyin, why are you always so calm, and don't look at me with that clear eyes, stay away from me!" I yelled at her and ran away. Lu Yueyin, if you are lucky, there will be more opportunities in the future, I thought.
After all, that sentence was my excuse to myself. I still failed to publish her life experience to the public. The file is still in the corner of my locker, and I have gradually forgotten it...
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Everything is always unpredictable. Yueyin and I have become good friends. This may be another kind of happiness I have. At least I don’t feel lonely now. Friends can share my worries and sorrows. As far as I am concerned, everything I am satisfied with now is also a good attempt.
Will life continue like this, I don’t know, but I think I’ll keep that secret forever, and I hope we two will always be happy like this...
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