Chapter 7

God said to people, "I heal you, so I want to hurt me, I love you, and I want to punish you."

-Tagore's Bird Collection

It's mine after all. I'm finally a passer-by to you. You never love me. It's destined that nothing will happen to you. It's just doomed. No matter how I cross, no matter how I want to get close to you. You will still leave me. I miss you so much. I miss you so much. I miss you so much.

Maybe Hu's swing and I are destined to end our last summer.

I heard that she cried a lot before the exam. I heard that she was admitted to a good school.

I heard that many years later, I heard that she married a boy, who has been pursuing her. Years later, I heard that she was very happy.

I heard that I have heard all the news about her in the future.

I didn't get such an excellent girl. I know it was my own miss. I don't regret it. I know that I didn't love her. Perhaps it is also the best choice for her. I can't drag others down. I know my choice is right.

Years are like a river. The left bank is an unforgettable memory, and the right bank is a youth worth grasping. What flows quickly in the middle is the sadness of youth. There are many beautiful things in the world, but there are not many that really belong to me. Looking at the flowers blooming and falling in front of the court, I was not surprised by the honor and disgrace. Looking at the clouds in the sky, I had no intention to stay. In this chaotic secular world, it is also a realm to learn to treat everything around you with an ordinary heart.

The prickly bird took my hand and said softly in my earlobe, Xia Shu, do you like me? The tip of the nose smells the faint virgin fragrance of the prickly bird's body.

I said, I like it.

I think I understand the meaning of the last sentence "I don't know" in high school. I love prickly birds and have always loved them.

The prickly bird smiled gently and gently imprinted its lips on my lips. It was a wonderful and unprecedented feeling. My brain stopped supplying oxygen for a second. The first kiss is very important for boys or girls.

I know, this is what I have been pursuing. Love what I love and pursue what I pursue. Who said this sentence? At the end of this kiss, I know that I love prickly birds. This is the reason why I said "I don't know". This is what I pursue.

I said, spiny bird, I love you.

No shyness, no hesitation.

The corners of the prickly bird's eyes floated over the strangeness that was difficult to catch. She continued to ask me, didn't she?

I said, yes, I love you.

In such a summer, I had sex with the spiny bird. I took off the prickly white dress and my clothes. The prickly bird pulled my neck, and I kissed her bright red lips. We rubbed each other. I stroked the softness of the prickly bird. The prickly bird held my huge size in his hand. I entered the body of the prickly bird, and the stingling bird was very painful. I know this is the first time for the spiny bird. I stabbed into the deepest part, and the spiny bird hugged me tightly. When the prickly bird calms down, I will slowly move my body...

The burning tears of the prickly bird are imprinted on my neck. The prickly bird was just a soft sob. I don't know why the prickly bird was crying at that moment. It's not pain, and it doesn't seem to be a struggle. It gives me the feeling that it is an expression of loneliness and death. It is a sign of falling into hell.

I'm just in the joy of sexual desire and love, and I don't think about the tears of the prickly bird and the gray eyes of the prickly bird. That's not the tears left for me, that's the prickly bird's desperate complaint.

Everything, after the end. The prickly bird turned its back to me, looked at the drizzle outside the window, and turned its back to me without saying a word. The spiny bird turned its back at me. No matter how I called her, she ignored me. The drizzle outside the window quietly filtered the complexity in the air, and the silence in the room only heard the rain ticking on the eaves.

The relationship between my sister and the spiny bird is getting more and more rigid.

I made an excuse to buy something and leave an empty room. There was only my sister, a prickly bird.

I stood outside the door, breathing down and listening to the conversation between my sister and the prickly bird.

Xia Shu, have you made up your mind?

Pycet, don't be like this.

Yes, I'm forcing you.

Pingbird, you crazy.

The prickly bird smiles desperately. You must be with him. Why do you want to be with him? Why? The prickly bird kept asking his sister with a crying voice, why?

You...you don't have to worry about my affairs. My sister replied tremblingly, I want to be with Xiu.

Xiu, my sister's boyfriend. I finally know that there is a dispute between my sister and the spiny bird. I finally know who the tears of the prickly bird are for. It's not me, it's the boy named Xiu. I'm just an indifferent victim of my sister and the prickly bird for love. Don't put it aside without any value.

I walked into the door and asked loudly, the prickly bird, why? Since you don't love me, why do you want to do it with me? Why do I lie to me?

The prickly bird, sister, the three said that the children who will be together in the future were evaporated by the scorching sun in that summer.

My sister looked at me in a daze and asked the prickly bird, how can you... like this?

The prickly bird smiled cruelly and asked my sister, you can take away my happiness. Can't I destroy your peace?

My sister screamed angrily, how can you do this, how can you do this? It's unfair for you to do this to Xia Shu.

The prickly bird looked coldly into my sister's eyes and said, is it unfair? Is that so? Why did you do that to me? This is my punishment.

My sister scolded hysterically, you son of a bitch. My sister raised her palm and hit it in the direction of the prickly bird.

Pup!

A loud slap in the face hit me on the cheek, which was hot and cold in my heart, and my sister looked at me at a loss.

I said, I hate you. I don't have to want to see you.

I'm an emotional ** criminal, I ** a woman who loves another man - prickly bird.

The spiny bird is an emotional fraudster, and she deceived my feelings. My sister is an emotional robber, and my sister took away the love of the spiny bird. They are all fucking bastards, a bunch of bastards.

Deception, greed, exploitation...

That summer, the school I filled in was not the school of my sister and the spiny bird. I want to leave. I don't want to see the root of the memory. I can't help being quietly sad in a person's time, trance love, I don't understand, not rational enough. At the end of the drama, we go in three different opposite directions and far away. Some people have never come back to witness our vows.

A life that has not experienced love is incomplete, and love that has not experienced pain is not profound. Love enriches life, and pain sublimates love. My bastard comforts himself with Ah Q's spirit, and everything will be fine. In this way, with this memory, I entered this red campus as an ordinary and inconspicuous student.

The cloudy starry sky, be careful to kick me. My heart ached slightly, thinking that everything would not change. I walked into the sea alone with the sunset on my back, but my love still lost its atmosphere. Looking back on the heartbeat when we met, tears slipped away and lost their feelings, and each had their own faults. Each has its own doubts, and the wings of happiness entertain love. Fragmented heartbeat. Hidden behind the silence, it is an inexplicable pain to treat heartache as a heartbeat.