Qingteng's Mind - Middle School Era

Chapter 526 The Most Romantic Thing - Invisible Wings
"Counting the raindrops on the window / When there is rain, it is like having you / Thinking about every part of your past / It is the footprint of life / Hope that there will be rain and you."

The singing continued, and the raindrops were flying in front of my eyes, like lightly dancing elves, so beautiful and agile that it made my heart palpitate.

Sit quietly and be silent.

Although the old dream of light rain can be revisited, how can it wipe away the loneliness and distant concerns all over the face?
In this sudden rain, in "There is a Girl" on the left ear and "Listening to the Rain" on the right ear, Su Qianqian suddenly began to doubt herself, and for some reason began to doubt herself.

Dad said that people are often their supporters and their own betrayers.The story doesn't develop as expected, so she can only choose to remain silent?

Maybe, I can be more generous.

From the corner of Su Qianqian's eyes, she glanced at Tong Tong who was smiling and singing, and a slight chill rose in her heart.

A beautiful girl with both parents and a little bit of talent, why did she come to compete with her, an orphan, for the meager care of Grandpa Li?
Su Qianqian lowered her eyes slightly, and touched the golden lock on the pale pink diary with her fingers, and the cool feeling slipped from her fingertips to her heart in an instant.

This pink diary was a gift from my sister for her birthday last year.

She kept it in her schoolbag like a baby and was reluctant to use it.

At the end of the summer vacation, she came here with light luggage, and all she brought was this pink diary.

My sister likes light blue and she likes pink.

My sister knows that she likes pink, so all the items selected for her are pink, and the layout of the room is also pink.

In fact, she doesn't like pink.In other words, she doesn't know whether her favorite color is pink or not.

It's just because, in the summer when she was five years old, she clearly remembered that it was the day before Children's Day.

She received a pink gift box, which contained a line of pink princesses, and a light blue card with a line of delicate and thin gold letters:

Dearest sister, do you like it?I send you a gift!Sister: Ouyang Fuqian.

She grabbed the card, ran out of the house, looked left and right, but never saw her sister, turned around sadly with her head down, but suddenly bumped into someone, looked up, and the sister with two braids smiled Standing in front of him full of meaning.

At that moment, she suddenly started crying, holding Ouyang Fuqian and crying.

That year, she was five years old and her sister was six years old.

That summer was the first summer in her memory.

She received a pink gift from the older sister who had been in her life since childhood.

In the summer in her memory, her sister Ouyang Fuqian told her that pink represents cuteness, sweetness and innocence, just like her.

The memory is wandering, and the curtains of scenery one after another in the distant time began to quietly appear, which cannot be covered, and the thoughts are endless.

Su Qianqian blinked slightly, a drop of tears fell, and dripped onto the hardcover notebook in front of her, pretending to inadvertently raise her hand to wipe, the more she found, the more she wiped.

Putting the mood into the envelope, how to write in a throbbing language with the slightest traces of meditation and faint melodies that seem to be there?

In such a humid and cold air, how can it escape every drop of rain, pass through every sound wave, and make a faint dragging sound?And how can it not be broken into drops of crystal rain when it is passed, not rise and fall with the wind, not fall in a dark corner, not bury your head and head down alone, and disappear?
she does not know.

She also doesn't know, whether it can still make some beautiful sounds, and whether it can still leave some beautiful imprints?
The world shrouded in rain and mist is blurred and full of desolation everywhere. The sycamore tree outside the courtyard swayed in the wind and dropped leaves.

There was a ray of sound that was both real and illusory, like a thread of silk, coming from a distance, dragging the lingering moan, dragging through the dense falling raindrops, and falling in her ears:

"Every time I wander and be strong in loneliness, every time I am hurt, I don't shed tears. I know that I have always had a pair of invisible wings, which take me to fly through despair, and don't think about the beautiful sun they have... "

Tears flowed down, like drops of rain hanging on her cheeks, her skirt, and falling on the pink notebook with the golden lock she touched lightly.

She closed her eyes slightly, as if she couldn't hear anything.

"There is a girl who is a little willful / She is a little arrogant / There is a girl who is a little rebellious / She is a little crazy / It’s okay to fight and fight, but I’m awake anyway / It’s okay to tell lies, anyway I’m idle idle."

Tong Tong's crisp voice sounded from the side, as well as Uncle Tong Shuai's giggle and Grandpa Li's hearty fake laugh.

Su Qianqian blinked slightly, opened her eyes, and sighed softly in her heart.

Once, she sang that song so happily, dancing while singing, and seeing the smile on the face of her sister in the audience, she danced even happier.

However, Su Qianqian smiled slightly, and raised his hand to wipe the corners of his eyes lightly. Summer has gone far, and autumn has arrived.

"There is a girl who is a little headstrong / She is a little arrogant / There is a girl who is a little rebellious / She is a little crazy / Oh who is that girl / Ha I am this girl."

Su Qianqian raised her hand and touched the tip of her nose lightly. The moment she lowered her head, she suddenly found a hand on her right shoulder, and the veins on that hand were extremely obvious.

When did Grandpa Li put his hand on her shoulder?

Why doesn't she know?

From the corner of Su Qianqian's eyes, she glanced at the hand on her shoulder again, pretending to comb her hair, and quickly wiped the corners of her eyes.

She didn't want Grandpa Li to see her crying.

"Laughing and laughing all day long, there will be waves when encountering the wind/I have been in a daze to get into big and small disasters together/I have also dared to love and hate to travel around the mountains and rivers/I have even made a vigorous and desperate love/I am this girl."

After singing a song, Tongtong laughed softly, and paused for three or four seconds: "I'm done singing."

"Well, it sounds good." A voice came over, accompanied by a "hehe" laughter.

Without turning her head, Su Qianqian knew that the voice was the voice of Uncle Tong Shuai who was sitting diagonally opposite and wanted to recognize his relatives.

Daughter, it's better for me!
Su Qianqian raised her eyebrows slightly, blinked her eyes, and raised her eyes to look at the gray sky above the yard.

"Hahaha. It's a good song, very naughty and cheerful." Principal Li laughed loudly, and lightly patted Su Qianqian on the right shoulder, "This girl is interesting."

Ok?Which girl?

Su Qianqian, who raised her chin slightly and looked towards the sky, was taken aback for a moment. Did you mean the girl in the lyrics?

Or are you talking about her?

Su Qianqian glanced at the hand on her shoulder from the corner of her eye, blinked slightly, and didn't turn her head or make a sound.

"Well, yes, this girl is very cute, naughty and kind."

Tongtong's crisp voice came over.

It turned out that they were talking about the girl!Su Qianqian smiled slightly, that's right!

Tongtong is right!
That girl is a little gutsy, a little headstrong, and smart, always creating surprises but bringing surprises along the way!Live very chic, very willful, and very worth looking forward to!
"Oh." Principal Li responded, and patted Su Qianqian's shoulder lightly, "I also think this girl is good. However, I still think that this girl is good."

Ok?Su Qianqian was taken aback, was Grandpa Li talking about her?

What does it mean to pat her on the shoulder left and right, again and again?
Su Qianqian held her breath and listened, for a while, she was silent.

Even Uncle Wang, who was not far away, showing his singing voice, suddenly stopped singing, and the back of his dark head was facing her. He didn't know what he was talking to Grandma Zhao.

Quiet and speechless.

Only the sound of wind blowing and rain falling.

The wind after the light rain is slightly cool, shaking a few raindrops with a hint of coolness, dripping on the feet within reach, shaking out a season of autumn silence, silently, no need to hide.

Suddenly the poem they just said came, and the phoenix trees were even more drizzled. At dusk, bit by bit, how could I be so worried this time.

worry?Qiusi?Since ancient times, Li people always cry their farewell to autumn like a sentimental camel.

A gust of cool rain swirled towards the face with the wind, Su Qianqian frowned slightly, and raised her eyes.

The drizzle is like silk, filled with the coolness and silence of autumn.

An autumn rain is showing that summer is far away and autumn has arrived.

I can't help feeling a little sad, looking around, the beauty is gone, full of sorrow written in Tang poetry and Song poetry.

Su Qianqian lightly touched the cool golden locks, recalling what Grandpa Li said not long ago, autumn is actually a kind of beginning, a beginning in a higher sense, autumn is also a kind of leave.

The beauty or sadness of this autumn scene does not lie in the autumn itself, but in the eyes of people looking at it.

"What are you thinking about?" Grandpa Li patted Su Qianqian's shoulder lightly.

Ok?Su Qianqian was slightly taken aback, and glanced at the hand with obvious veins on the shoulder.

He sniffed his nose slightly, pursed the corners of his mouth, tried to force a smile, then turned around, looked at Grandpa Li, and said two words softly: "Look at the rain."

Ok?Watching the rain?

Principal Li raised his eyebrows slightly, looked over Su Qianqian's head to the sky above the yard, then turned around, adjusted his gaze to look at Su Qianqian.

This girl is teasing him again.

I told him that I was listening to the rain before, but now I told him that I was watching the rain.

What will you say later?

Is it true that his old man is dizzy?

He clearly saw that she was thinking about something.

It's just that he didn't know what she was thinking.

Principal Li raised his eyebrows slightly, looked at the sweet smile on Su Qianqian's face, squeezed out a big smile, and said softly: This rain is not bad, it is worth watching.

Ok?
worth a look?
Su Qianqian slightly opened her eyes when she heard the words, and looked at Grandpa Li, hehe.

What message is he planning to convey to her?
Su Qianqian looked at Grandpa Li and laughed too. Out of the corner of her eye, she caught sight of Tong Tong's gaze nearby, and the twinkling eyes of Uncle Tong Shuai who was diagonally across from him not far away.

What just happened?
Su Qianqian blinked her big sparkling eyes, a moment of listening to the song and remembering, did she miss a lot?

There was a wind blowing, and there was a burst of coolness from the open door, Su Qianqian couldn't help shaking her head, feeling slightly chilled.

Ok?Principal Li looked at Su Qianqian's eyes flickering for a moment, and patted Su Qianqian's shoulder lightly. After a while, he turned his head and looked at Tong Jun who was diagonally opposite.

Ok?Tong Jun, who was diagonally opposite, looked over, not hiding the surprise on his face, what?
Principal Li squinted at the door next to him.

"Oh." Tong Jun, who was diagonally opposite, suddenly understood, smiled embarrassingly, stood up, walked to the door, carefully closed the door, and walked back to the small stool, "Is it cold?"

Isn't this nonsense?
Principal Li glanced at Tong Jun who was diagonally opposite, then turned his head, smiled at Su Qian, and asked softly, "Is it cold?"

Cough cough, is it cold?
Su Qianqian blinked her eyes, slid her fingers over the cool golden locks, glanced left and right at the three in front of her, and then fixed her gaze on Principal Li, "It's not cold."

It's not actually cold, it's just a little cold.

Compared with the cool wind blowing on my body, I feel colder when my heart is cold!
Su Qianqian looked at Principal Li steadily, as long as you insist on not recognizing your granddaughter, she will definitely not feel cold!
Be sure to stand firm!
Su Qianqian shook the cool golden lock slightly, and the smooth and cool touch instantly slipped to the bottom of her heart.

"Oh," Principal Li responded, turned his face slightly, and looked not far away, "Why don't you go back to the room to get some clothes?"

ah?Su Qianqian was startled for a moment, blinked her big sparkling eyes, glanced at the other two people in front of her, smiled and nodded.

Yeah.

Out of sight out of mind.

She wanted to go back to her room and read the letter from her sister again.

In this Liujia Village, which is [-] kilometers away from Jingyun, the only thing she thinks about her sister is this pink diary with a lock, and the pink letterhead she just received today.

Su Qianqian nodded, stood up, and walked into the yard with the pink diary.

When she took the first step, she suddenly heard Uncle Tong Jun's voice diagonally opposite.

"Tongtong, idle is idle, let's sing another song."

Ok?Su Qianqian paused, is she idle?

Dare to invite this pair of father and daughter who want to recognize their relatives to sing a song by Uncle Wang who wants to come?

Too tight!

Su Qianqian glanced back at Tong Jun and Tong Tong, then turned and left.

Worth mentioning.Big deal, after they leave, she and Grandpa Li can discuss the principles of SMART.

There is ample time.

Su Qianqian looked at Uncle Xiao Wang, a quiet singer and messenger not far away, and he was still there.

Su Qianqian raised her foot and walked along the bluestone slab path towards the main room more than ten meters away.

When she took the third step, she heard Tong Tong's crisp voice coming from behind.

"Okay, then, let me sing an inspirational song."

"Okay." Someone responded immediately, with two "hehe" giggles.

Hehe, Su Qianqian raised her eyebrows slightly, the voice was a bit familiar, it was the voice of Uncle Tong Jun who was diagonally opposite.

dear father!

"Okay." When she walked out of the fifth step, she heard Grandpa Li's voice, "Sing it, let's wait for my granddaughter to come back."

"Okay." Tongtong's crisp voice came over, and there was also the familiar singing voice:

"Every time, I am strong in wandering alone / Every time, even if I am very hurt, I don't shed tears / I know, I have always had a pair of invisible wings to fly me through despair..."

(End of this chapter)