chapter 78 days finally dawn

This kiss is regarded as my return to you. Let's all forget it.

Since we met because of that person, it is a kind of fate. It is also a kind of fate to leave because of that person, not this kind of fate. Since that man has lost his original meaning, it will be meaningless for us to be together again.

You said I was so smart and understood, but you were smarter than me. You wouldn't understand, did you?

"Baby, I think I like you." He muttered in a low voice behind me, and at that moment I believed that what he said was true.

Thank you for liking me, but what can I do?

Even if you don't like me, you still like Li Luo, so what? What, what, everything, what can happen?

Since you can't die, live a good life.

Don't self-harm. Don't commit suicide. Don't go to nightclubs to drink and smoke to torture yourself. Isn't it good to be a healthy, happy person?

I was still walking on the lawn with my bare feet. The soft touch under my feet made me feel a little itchy and not very comfortable. After walking for a while, I saw a wooden bench. On the bench sat an old woman with gray hair and a sick uniform. The angle of squinting the sun and looking up at the sun made me in awe, because I saw her The world is full of sunshine. I walked over with my trousers and sat next to her.

But she didn't react. I quietly approached her cheek to peep into her eyes and found that there was no focal point in her eyes. Could it be...

Blind?

"Grandma..." I called her carefully. I don't know if her ears can still hear me.

Since she is blind, why can she find the angle of the sun so accurately? Is this the so-called life of sunflowers? Should I be envious or jealous?

"Shh..." The grandmother put her index finger on her lips and signaled me to silence. I saw that her fingers were completely covered with the marks of the rings, wrinkled out the traces of years, but also disintegrated the speed of time. A short stay was eternal.

Shh, don't make any noise.

Feel the tranquility of this moment, close your eyes, and you can feel the stay of the years again.

Grandma, in fact, do you have any stories to tell me? I'm a 19-year-old beautiful girl warrior who lost my foot. I locked myself in my own black box and didn't see the sun all day long. Today, I was finally relieved, but I still couldn't be happy. The boy I like doesn't know whether he is alive or died. The point is that I haven't figured out whether he likes me or the boy who just said he likes me. It's very entangled, isn't it? Grandma, I also feel very entangled. I wanted to talk to you, but I just called you and you asked me to shut up. Well, I'll shut up. Are you going to tell me your story?

I think everyone in your story is clean. The love in that era is simple to the end, and there is nothing we have experienced.

So grandma, do you also have an unforgettable love that makes you still trapped in that dream of the next year, and you will not wake up after sleeping with clothes.

"I'm ninety-two years old, can you see it?" The corners of the grandmother's mouth are as beautiful as Chaoxi. What I see is the still strong vitality. Really, when you see her, you will feel that time is not omnipotent, and some things are difficult to wash, especially the only reservation for people who have persistent beliefs.

What is the concept of ninety-two to nineteen? Forgive me for not having experienced it myself. I don't know how to describe this feeling.

I can be nineteen, but I may not be ninety-two.

Do you understand?

Sorry, I don't understand either.

Grandma's voice sounds a little hoarse, but she has not been run over the vision of the past in her mood. Yes, it's not the future, but the vision of the past.

"When I was 17 years old, I fell in love with a flower in the Republic of China. His name is Huatan.

She closed her eyes and should understand that her position was different from that of previous years. The sunshine is also different. From the age of ninety-two to seventeen, what have you experienced in these seventy-five years? One Jiazi, the other reincarnation.

So what am I thinking? Nineteen years in the seventy-five years of time in the river is nothing, and it is nothing.

"I was still the eldest lady of the official family at that time. When my sister got married, she invited him to come home to sing. I have been studying Western culture and went to a foreign school. I went to the United States at the age of five and returned to China at the age of 16. I was not very proficient in Chinese drama and had little interest. At that time, I couldn't understand anything when I saw him singing with heavy makeup on the stage. Later, I learned that "Farewell My Concubine" was Yu Ji. I sat and looked at him in the place closest to the stage, and he also looked at me. I smiled at him, gave him a thumbs up, and touched my sister beside me and praised, 'This girl is really beautiful, and she sings so well.' I grew up abroad and followed the open habits abroad. I didn't know that girls in China had to whisper and cover their mouths and laugh, so the voice was naturally loud. Everyone heard what I said, everyone laughed, and he also heard it on the stage. He just sang a song and laughed. I wonder, what the hell are they laughing at me? Later, my sister told me that it was not a girl, but a man. It was the most famous flower here, called Huatan.

Huatan......

Is it a epileid? It blooms in an instant and then closes in an instant, so is it a eppo?

"He was only 16 years old when I was already him, one year younger than me. I hid in the background to see him remove his makeup, washed away the extra color on his face little by little, and restored his original appearance. I saw a beautiful teenager with open eyebrows, exquisite and handsome contours, without a trace of a feminine atmosphere, completely masculine, and the one who plays Yu Ji on the stage is completely two people. Later, I have been thinking about which side he is real to me. I don't think about it in the end, because no matter which side of him, I will still love him. I think I am a person who is quite extravagant to myself. I know that some things are the most beautiful to look at flowers in the fog. There is no need to figure out what he looks like and resist his curiosity, so I live peacefully until now. It's also a kind of reservation for others, just like to myself, so I used luxury.

"At that time, he was still a little teenager, standing there in a gray robe and short hair with weak clothes. You can't imagine what he looked like when he finally grew into a mature man. It was completely different. When I fell in love with him, he was a teenager. When he became a mature man, I felt that my feelings for him could no longer be described by the word love. I don't know what adjective to use. Until now, I don't know.

"He knew that I was peeking at him, so he turned his head to look at me and bumped into my eyes, which was the brightest look I had ever seen in my life. He looked at it with a smile and asked, 'Are you the little lady of the Xia family? Xiaosheng has seen it.' At that time, I didn't quite understand the meaning of their chewing words. I thought he said that he had seen me and blushed thoroughly. I don't know why I blushed. It was the first time I knew a word called shyness when I grew up. I nodded to him and hurried out. I quickly ran to my room and looked at myself in a daze in a gorgeous ceremony group. That was the first important decision I made in my life. I wanted to wear a cheongsam and wrap my little feet.

"Our family is all Western-educated. We think we should respect women and not be bothered. They didn't promise me. I hid in the room and said that I was sick. I casually pulled an unknown piece of silk and wrapped it around my feet. As soon as I was wrapped in the middle of it, the door was pushed open. I saw him with a surprised face and a group of family members with the same surname behind him. I was so ugly that I cried at that time. He was scolded by his father until late at night and couldn't help crying. In the middle of the night, there was a sound by the window. As I cried, I opened the window and watched him stand by the window and said sincerely to me, 'The woman with big feet is actually better-looking. You don't have to pester your feet, little lady.' I was stunned and stopped sobbing. Later, I felt that it was the most beautiful voice I had ever heard in my life. During the day, he heard that I was sick and took the initiative to come to see me, while at night, he sneaked into my yard. But what does this mean? In that era, tell me, how good would it be if I was born in your era, or if we met in the United States, how good would it be?

"But I met the wrong time and the wrong place, but I still feel that I am happy. Do you know that kind of happiness?"

I looked at the corners of my grandmother's mouth with a faint smile, reflecting the gentle angle of the sun to form a beautiful aperture. That's also the perfect range that I have never seen before. I think there is no chance. I have seen this innocent smile over the years. I used to have it on my face, but I just stayed for a short time.

Maybe only the old man around me can look at her life and her love optimistically, so she has always had it. She loves herself, and she has said that she is luxurious enough for herself, so I believe that life may really be much more tolerant of kind and confident people.

I'm not, I hurt myself. Maybe he also inadvertently hurt others and was punished, so he could only reflect on himself.

I admit that I am a hedgehog with thorns all over my body to protect myself, but I am different from other hedgehogs. My thorns are soft. When you get close to you, you will know that the protective layer I give to myself is just a blindfold. I won't hurt people. Of course, I don't mean to count. Because I didn't even know it...

God, Jade Emperor, Queen Mother, Jesus, Bodhisattva... Amen!

Grandma slowly leaned her head against the bench and raised her head. The white silver wire was shining in the sun. That's my reverence and respectable. Sometimes I wonder if I still smile when I'm like snow, I'm not afraid of the sun, and I'm happy to tell my story to a little girl.

is happy, right? The feeling now. You like it very much, right? I can't feel the passing of time.

If you like it, then enjoy it slowly. You said that it is rare for you to encounter such a story in your life. Listen carefully and take it as the last time to listen to other people's stories.