Sadness begins with your name

Chapter 19 After Tomorrow, I Will Not Look Back

The sudden confession did not win the boy's favor.

After I said that sentence, Lin Beifeng looked at me in surprise, with an indescribably complicated expression in his eyes.

Although he didn't have any hope, when he met his eyes, it was like a small drum in his heart that kept pounding.After a full 3 minutes, he slowly raised his hand, gently pressed the top of my hair, and said seriously: "Baosha. You are a child who lacks love and security."

"So?" I asked him softly, still in tears.

"No reason." He turned his head to look out the window, with a hint of embarrassed smirk, "I already have someone I like."

Wei Young's approach ended the small gathering in the snow. She put on a cotton wool coat and wrapped herself up like a snowman. When she touched my hand, she yelled in surprise: "Why is it so cold?" She said and touched me His forehead: "The head is hot. Her face is also not right, Beifeng, send her to the hospital?"

"No need!" I waved her vigorously, threw her away, and then rushed into the vast night without looking back.

I heard Wei Young chasing after me calling me, and I also saw Lin Beifeng holding her back, saying something in a low voice: "Let her go, if you are worried, we can follow from afar."

I went home with a smile all the way. On a cold snowy night, the whole street was dyed white. The acacia trees that had thanked themselves stood silently under the dim street lights, like an old man full of worries.

I fell asleep until the next day, when the sun was high, Ning Qinglan pulled me up from the bed.

"Xiasha, Mom wants to discuss something with you."

"Huh?" I rubbed my eyes, my head was still groggy, and yawned, I said, "Mom, I have a stomachache."

She touched my head and sighed: "Who made you drink so much wine! Fortunately, you are with Weiyang Beifeng and the others, otherwise I can't spare you." Even so, she got up and poured me a glass After boiling water, I found some ibuprofen and said, "I'll go see a doctor later."

"No need." I took the cup and swallowed the pills in one gulp, feeling the love from my mother for a long time.

"What's the matter? Tell me."

"Sand." She had a troubled expression on her face, and her face, which had become more and more haggard due to long-term smoking and staying up late, made people feel distressed.

"Tell me, Mom, if you have any difficulties, don't you still have me?" I encouraged her with comforting eyes, "In the future... I will try not to cause trouble for you."

Although she was allocated a house and deposits during the divorce, because she has no fixed income and the family's small deposits have to keep me to go to school, the life of the mother and daughter has been gradually stretched recently.

"After the Spring Festival, we may have to move."

Or because of her manuscript.

She said to me apologetically: "There are only two options now, either you stay here alone or go to Zhenjiang with me."

"About two or three months." She said that she had put too much effort into this "Tu Mi", but when she was writing the last part, she suddenly lost all feeling.

"For more than half a month, I have written and deleted, deleted and rewritten. Look, the trash can at home is full of waste paper that I discarded." She rubbed her gray temples with a tired expression: "I I feel very tired, but I can't stop. I can't write, and I have a hard time every day."

"So, I decided to change the environment." Her eyes became distant: "Maybe there, all the stories can be resurrected."

You can't live without being crazy, and now Ning Qinglan is almost an idiot in writing, so what can I say?

"Then why did you choose Zhenjiang?" I asked quietly.

She smiled very softly, and her eyes became tender: "That's the place where I was born. It's a beautiful water town. Whether you wake up or dream, you can hear the sound of water in your ears. When your grandmother was alive, she was a famous beauty in the south of the Yangtze River Woolen cloth."

"However, since you were born, I have never been back there."

I have never met my grandmother, and it was the first time I heard her talk about my grandmother's house.What I heard most from outsiders was that the ancestors of the Ning family had a gene for mental illness, the mild ones were depressed and the severe ones were insane. What's more, it was said that women with Ning family blood often did not live past forty.

Ning Qinglan is 35 this year, but she is aging quickly after the divorce.Thinking of these nonsensical rumors, I couldn't help feeling a little apprehensive. I reached out and touched the corners of her eyes, and said, "But the high school entrance examination is about to take place, so what should I do if I move now?"

"If you are willing to go, I will transfer you to the middle school in Zhenjiang and study at my alma mater."

"Can I come back before the exam?" I asked.

She looked at me with a smile: "You can come back if you want. If you don't want to come back, it's the same to take the exam there."

In a daze, I agreed to my mother to go to Zhenjiang. Maybe it was out of anger, or maybe it was to escape. At this time, I desperately wanted to see Lin Beifeng, but also wanted to leave completely, and never allow him to appear in my life again.

The final exam was ushered in a few days after the preliminary exam.During those days when we were reviewing for the exam, although Lin Beifeng and I met, neither of us took the initiative to speak to the other.

There is no "[-]th parallel" on the desk, but our arms will never go beyond each other's boundaries, and a deep gap once again lies between us invisible.

Didn't tell anyone that I was leaving.After the last exam, Lin Beifeng hurriedly packed his schoolbag and got up to leave.

If I don't stop him at this time, maybe the two of us will never have the chance to meet again in this life.

"Hey—" I called out.

He stamped his feet, turned his head, his face full of doubts: "You called me?"

Trying to make a natural expression, I said with a smile: "Why are you leaving in such a hurry, do you have a date?"

He smiled, "I'm going back to Beijing during the winter vacation. If I don't leave today's ticket, I won't be able to catch the train."

I know that he grew up in Beijing since he was a child, but I didn't expect him to leave in such a hurry, he almost didn't even give me a chance to say goodbye.

"What time are the tickets?"

"Eight o'clock in the evening." He said anxiously, looking down at his watch.

It's 6:50, not much time, but enough time for me to have a few words with him.I put my schoolbag on my shoulder and stared into his eyes calmly: "Give me 10 minutes and say a few words, is that okay?"

He looked at me, the anxiety in Hei Che's pupils gradually subsided, and then returned to a clear lake: "Okay."

It's winter evening, the orange glow warms the mountains in the distance, and above the high and low buildings, flocks of crows and sparrows fly across the sky singing late.

Looking at the birds, he suddenly said: "In Beijing this season, when the pigeon whistle blows, the flock of fluttering pigeons fly up, that is a spectacular scene."

"You're homesick." I looked into his eyes and said softly.

He didn't answer, but turned to me and asked, "Have you ever been to Beijing?"

I shook my head.

"Go and see when you have time. I can take you to visit the old alleys in Beijing."

Lin Beifeng didn't realize that this inadvertent sentence caused ripples in my heart, and my vow not to set foot in Beijing in this life was shaken for the first time.

"It's getting late, and I have something to tell you."

I still remember Lin Beifeng that day, wearing a dark blue V-neck sweater with a white shirt inside, his slender legs wrapped in well-fitting jeans, his hair swaying slightly with the wind, and his delicate facial features My eyes also seemed to be in a trance.

"Did I hurt you?" His voice was so low, gentle, and even thoughtful, like a ray of warm sunshine, gently touching my heart.

Then, he made a movement that almost stopped my heartbeat. He gently held my face with his hands, and his slender and clean fingertips slid and caressed my face slightly.The boy's clear eyes hit my heart directly, and he said: "If it wasn't for her... maybe I would really like you. I'm sorry."

After saying the last three words, he withdrew his hand and kept a distance of two or three meters from me.

"You should understand what you want to ask by now?" He looked down at the watch on his wrist, and said, "I should go."

"Lin Beifeng—" I stopped him, and the corners of his eyes were already wet.

"I just want to ask, the person you like...is she?"

The eyes of the two looked at the figure walking not far away at the same time, the fiery red sweater, the long black braid, and the smile that was as bright as a golden sunflower forever, she is the embodiment of purity and beauty in the world, she is his childhood sweetheart, Ye Weiyang .

"I should go. Goodbye, Bosha."

Goodbye, Lin Beifeng.

Goodbye, forever.

(End of this chapter)