When he was escorted into the police car, Qiu Li looked back at her one last time.
She was still as clean and pure as when he saw her by the lakeside of the campus in the rainy June when he was seventeen.
She stood on tiptoe and danced ballet. Every rotation, every jump, and her shoulder blades fluttered like a butterfly, all deeply hit the boy's heart.
So beautiful and so beautiful, like the most elegant white swan by the lake.
Qiu Li fell in love with her, and fell in love with the purity and beauty in her, which brought a bit of light to his dark and silent world.
He had plucked up the courage to come up and talk to her, but couldn't move.
Such a bad self, how can I get my hands on her.
The only time, on the afternoon of his eighteenth birthday, he stepped into a dessert shop, bought a piece of Black Forest cake, carefully wrapped it with ribbon, slipped it into her desk, and kept going. Standing outside the classroom window and waiting.
At 2:15, he saw the girl and a friend walk into the classroom chatting and laughing, and found the beautifully packaged Black Forest cake on the desk.
The label on the cake, in his beautiful small letters, reads—
"You are the most beautiful girl in the world, I like you."
A very simple and very simple confession, every stroke and every stroke is the young man's heavy sincerity and the most flawless admiration.
It was the first time that Qiu Li had opened up the world that Qiu Li had closed for so long to others.
Jiang Yu looked at the line of words, and the corner of his mouth opened a surprised smile.
She never knew that someone would like her like this.
Some people think she is the most beautiful girl in the world.
"Who sent this!"
"God, anonymous confession!"
"It must be Huo Cheng! Isn't he Jiang Yu's boyfriend!"
"So happy."
The girls around were excited and speculated. At that time, Qiu Li knew a man named Huo Cheng.
He is Jiang Yu's boyfriend. He has a wealthy family and a high reputation in the school. I heard that he is loyal to others, and he is the same level as a male god in every aspect.
When I was young, I was especially vulnerable to low self-esteem.
Since knowing the relationship between Huo Cheng and Jiang Yu, Qiu Li will always subconsciously compare himself with Huo Cheng.
Although I know, there is no comparison.
Huo Cheng's family background is always out of reach for him. His only asset is his grades, which are always far ahead and number one in the school.
The first grade is a lonely freak, which is the consensus of the whole school.
Qiu Li knew in his heart that he was not even qualified to like her secretly.
The piece of Black Forest cake was later heard by Huo Cheng, who was furious because of jealousy, and threw it into the trash can.
The college entrance examination came as scheduled, and Qiu Li was admitted to the most authoritative college of psychology in the country with the result of the provincial champion.
For him, the unforgettable crush during adolescence ended without a hitch.
In college, he voraciously absorbed knowledge to make himself stronger and more worthy of the girl he loved. He took the postgraduate entrance examination, took the postgraduate examination, continued to further study, won various authoritative certificates, and became the top young elite in the industry...
Although he knows that all these efforts may be ridiculous idiots.
But he thought, maybe one day, with the gift of fate, when he sees her again, there will be a possibility that he will have enough confidence to say to her: "You are the most beautiful in the world. girl, I like you."
And I am worthy of you.
But his fate was never as he wished.
When he saw Huo Cheng again, it was in a high-end bar and club. Huo Cheng hugged other women to have fun and drink.
Qiu Li was overjoyed, thinking they had broken up.
However, I heard someone introduce him later, saying that don't watch Huo Cheng play outside, he is infatuated with his wife, which is really enviable.
I heard that Mrs. Huo dances well in ballet, Mr. Huo is really a treasure in a golden house, and her beauty is not shallow...
Qiu Li couldn't hear the men's low voices.
He looked at the drunk man coldly, and watched the man slap the face of the woman beside him after being drunk, and kicked her several times.
Others said that Mr. Huo was drunk and had a bad temper. When he was sober, he was still a very gentle person.
Biquge
Qiu Li's heart gradually sank.
He saw at a glance the man's serious violent tendencies.
There were some things he didn't dare to think about.
Later, Qiu Li was introduced to Huo Cheng.
When they met for the first time, he showed his hand and let Huo Cheng enjoy an extremely exciting "experience" in his sleep.
This kind of mental hypnosis is sometimes even more addictive than drugs, but after a few times, Huo Cheng found that he couldn't live without this man.
He took the man home, hired him at a sky-high price, and became his own personal psychiatrist.
At the same time, Qiu Li finally met the girl he had missed for many years.
The sun was very bright that morning. He walked into the garden of the Huo family mansion, and when he looked up, he saw the woman by the window.
It's strange that after so many years, she still hasn't lost her youthful appearance. With a little curiosity and freshness, she stood behind the white gauze curtain and looked at him secretly.
When her eyes met, she hid behind the wall like an agile cat.
She was still what he remembered, but there was a little more ups and downs in her eyes.
Later, Qiu Li gradually learned about her situation.
She couldn't leave the house, not even the second floor. According to the servants at home, the wife was often beaten.
"Why don't you leave? Of course the madam can't leave." The servant said helplessly: "Her mother is still in the hospital because of her illness. The high medical bills hang her every day, so it's not a question of whether she wants to leave or not. I can't live without Mr. Huo for the rest of my life."
Qiu Li couldn't hear these words at all, his heart was so painful that he was suffocating.
Originally, he was just holding on to a little obsession, wanting to see if she was doing well. If she was very happy, then he would stay away from her and would never disturb her life.
But at this moment, when Qiu Li saw her life up close, he suddenly regretted it.
I regret that I didn't hand the piece of Black Forest cake to her, regret that I didn't rob her and take her, which made her fall into such an unbearable situation.
He has no courage, he is a coward.
The only chance to speak was after he hypnotized Huo Cheng and the housekeeper.
Seeing that there was no one in the room, Jiang Yu secretly went to the garden downstairs, sitting on the lawn, basking in the sun.
Her fair skin seemed to glow in the sun.
Qiu Li stood behind her like this, stroking every inch of her skin with his eyes, looking at the bruises on her skin, his heart was unbearable.
It was at this moment that Jiang Yu turned his head and glanced at him: "Hypnotist, you are really good, you can bring him down every time."
When she spoke, there was a boundless smile on the corner of her mouth, which was refreshing.
"You hypnotize him a few more times, okay?" she pleaded in a consultative tone. "Let him sleep more when he gets home."
Only when the devil is asleep can she have a moment of peace.
Qiu Li nodded: "As you wish."
"Why don't you call me ma'am?"
"You want me to be called that?"
"That's what they call it."
"They are them, I am me."
Jiang Yu laughed again, she really likes to laugh.
"My name is Jiang Yu, you can call me Xiaoyu, my mother also calls me that."
"Little Rain..." He twisted these two words on the tip of his tongue, as if tasting the sweetest candy.
She asked again, "By the way, what's your name?"
"Ju Li."
"How to write it?"
Qiu Li took out the paper and pen he was carrying with him from his bag, and then wrote down his name, stroke by stroke, seriously.
Under the sun, on the white paper, the word "Qiu Li" was written vigorously.
When she saw these two words, there was a trace of surprise in Jiang Yu's eyes, she raised her head and looked at him in disbelief.
"Qiuli?"
"Um."
"When we were in high school, the school's grade was the first!"
Qiu Li smiled lightly: "Yes."
"It's really fate, so we can meet each other."
"It's not fate."
I want to see you, I want to see you like crazy...
Qiu Li looked away and said slowly, "Maybe it's fate."
"Do you guys in psychology also believe in destiny?"
"I don't believe in fate, I only believe in myself."
Jiang Yu sighed softly, got up and went back to the empty and dark house: "But I don't believe in myself anymore."
Her life was destined to never turn around again.
No hope, no light.
"correct."
Before entering the house, Jiang Yu turned around and said to him: "There is a piece of Black Forest cake in the refrigerator, I made it myself, please eat it!"
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The black forest cake is very delicate, with a white cream top sprinkled with crispy thin chocolate shavings.
The girl hugged her knees on the sofa and watched Qiu Li eat the cake she made by herself.
"You know, a boy confessed to me in high school."
Qiu Li paused for a while with the fork in his hand, then continued to lower his head to eat the cake: "Huh?"
"I don't know who he is. At noon that day, he gave me a piece of black forest, and his handwriting is also very beautiful, just like yours. He said I was the most beautiful girl in the world, and he said he liked me. "
When the girl talked about this past, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but rise slightly, her eyes full of happiness.
"You know, no one has ever praised me like that, or liked me like that." She hugged the pillow, and her long and narrow eyes showed a happy look: "It feels so good to be liked and cherished, but I don't know him Who is it, do you know?"
"I... how would I know."
"That's right." Jiang Yu looked at him: "He must be someone who has no courage, so he won't let anyone know."
Yes, he has no courage and is ashamed of himself.
"But I can't help thinking that maybe I'd be with him if he confessed to me at that time."
Qiu Li raised his head and looked at the girl on the sofa in amazement.
"Maybe he is as down as I am, and we have also lost the courage to live and pursue our true heart. But if in such a predicament, it is better to have someone to support each other than... to fight alone."
She smiled, a tear dripped from the corner of her eyes, and then she wiped it off gently: "It's really precious, if you miss it, there will be no more, and you will never meet again."
Qiu Li swallowed the bitter black forest cake, walked in front of her, and sat down.
How much he wanted to wipe her tears, how much he wanted to tell her that she had never missed it and that she didn't need to meet him, because no matter how far apart he was, he would always run towards her.
"Don't cry, the future is still long." He looked at her and said seriously, "I will help you."
"But I have no future." She wiped away her tears and said with a smile, "How difficult it is to live without my father's protection, how difficult it is."
"If you have a chance to do it all over again, Xiaoyu, what kind of life will you think about and what kind of person you will become."
Jiang Yu no longer thinks about the dim future, she began to seriously contemplate a new life again—
"I think about it, maybe at that time, I will become the kind of person I want to be the most, stick to the dream of ballet."
"Maybe, I will also have a celebrity dad, let him reunite with my mother, he must love her very much, and waited for her for 20 years. Do you think my wish is a fool's dream?"
Qiu Li shook his head: "As long as you believe, there will be."
"And oh, I will become the most shining black swan in the ballet world, my idol Bu Tanyan, she must not die, she will also see me and praise me..."
"With Mom and Dad, I think I'll have a boyfriend, the one who wrote the love letter saying I'm the most beautiful girl in the world, and I want him to be my boyfriend. He's as handsome as you, and we'll get married , will have two children, will be happy, safe, and have a smooth life, and he will love me all his life."
"He must love you very much, from the first time he saw you, until the end of his life."
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