Leftover girl crossing 33 times

Their friendship continued until she was about to graduate from high school, until she met the man she loved. Zhou Xuefu's eyes were red. Really, I can't think about it any more. The more I think about it, the more sad I will be.

She also wondered if they would continue to be best friends if she didn't meet that man. But for the happiness of her friends, she has been blessing her from afar. Now, it's not worth it.

Soon to see her, Zhou Xuefu in addition to melancholy and a trace of excitement. Just say goodbye to her like this. I can't repay the kindness I owe her in my life.

Beno, Zhou Xuefu thought, isn't that the meaning of breaking a promise? It's not a lucky name.

On the way back, fan Qingyang asked Xiaowu curiously, "how did your name come from? You are not the fifth one. Or between your cousins. "

"Is my name casual?" Little five said without expression.

"Don't you think it's casual?" Fan Qingyang said with a smile.

"That's because when I was born..." Xiao Wu explained, "it's 5:55 on May 5th. Although grandma didn't call me that, I changed my name later."

The next morning, fan Qingyang took fan Xiaobao to pick up Xiao Wu.

Fan Xiaobao leans sleepily on the back of his chair. In fact, he doesn't really understand what happened yesterday.

He only knew that he was having dinner yesterday, and then he went to Xiaoqi's sister's house, and then he heard her say a long list of things, and then they went to Aunt Qing's house. Originally, he was very happy to see his mother, but when his mother heard what Xiao Qi's sister said, she was so sad that she was about to cry.

He had never seen his mother cry at home, and he was always crying to her. Then his mother does not want him to accompany him. Is Xiao Qi's mother more important than him?

He didn't sleep well after a night of daydreaming.

"What's the matter?" Fan Qingyang drove the car and asked him, "are you not happy that you can not attend class openly?"

"I just don't quite understand..." Fan Xiaobao said with a deep look: "I don't think I know my mother very well."

"Woman's heart, sea needle..." "If you can figure it out, you can win the Nobel Prize," Fan said

"It's Xiao Qi's mother!" Fan Xiaobao said suddenly.

What's Xiao Qi's mother? Fan Qingyang thinks he doesn't understand him.

Fan Xiaobao saw the familiar scenery around, just like the road to the kindergarten. He was flustered and said, "don't we go to the kindergarten?"

Fan Qingyang took a look at him and said, "isn't Xiao Wu living near here, not going to pick her up?"

"Oh." Fan Xiaobao smiles and nods in embarrassment.

Originally, Xiao Wu planned to go by himself, but the nosy fan Qingyang, afraid of her trouble, drove around to pick her up. See her still indifferent face, still feel so dazzling, can only comfort themselves, I have been used to, I just hand cheap.

After Xiao Wu came down, his eyes became more red. It seems that he didn't sleep well last night.

Fan Qingyang deliberately teased her and said: "in fact, you don't have to be too sad. After all, it's all a long time in the past. No matter how sad you are, it won't change anything."

Small five coldly said: "your chicken soup taste quite vulgar." Then he opened his door and sat on it.

When he heard something he didn't understand again, fan Qingyang thought with a headache, why did he mention chicken soup at this time?

After gathering with Zhou Xuefu and Luo Ping, they began to go to the cemetery.

This is fan Xiaobao's first time to go to the cemetery. He can't help feeling a little nervous. Will he be full of ghosts at night, as described on TV?

However, he thought that it might be a good thing if there were ghosts, so that his mother could see her friends again and would not be so sad.

Qing'er quietly took Zhou Xuefu's hand and said, "after this incident, I'll have a good time with your family. Don't make any more conflicts."

Zhou Xuefu is sad and holds her hand tightly. She should cherish the people around her, not only her family, but also her friends.

From the florist out, the sky began to float light rain, fan Qingyang took an umbrella to Zhou Xuefu's side, said: "forget to look at the weather forecast, there is rain today."

Zhou Xuefu looked up at him and said, "I know." Between the eyebrows gentle appearance, trance let fan Qingyang see just saw her appearance.

Qing'er looked at them coming over with an umbrella and joked, "Oh, I abused a lot of single dogs."

Zhou Xuefu smiles and gets into her car.

"It's called love..." Qing'er has been sighing: "it's raining a little too much. It's only two steps away. I have to take an umbrella to pick up. The person who is picked up is still so happy. Tut Tut, this is love that makes people's IQ drop."

Zhou Xuefu leaned on the back of her chair, thinking quietly.Qing'er thinks that maybe it's her attitude of estrangement that holds a man's heart so tightly. And she always stops at the same place, always no regrets, no wonder always worried about him.

Beno's grave is very simple, with her beloved lying next to it. If the same acupoint after death, it is also a kind of happiness, Zhou Xuefu thought, quietly put the flowers in front of the grave.

Both tombs are clean, with golden chrysanthemums in front. This can be said to be the most clean and tidy tomb in this area. It goes without saying who took care of it.

Xiao Wu twisted his face and said: "they should be glad that they died at the right time. If they put it now, they can't afford to die."

But her face was burning. In fact, she knew that this person loved her mother very much.

Zhou Xuefu listened to the tone of her voice and the eyes she often showed, and knew that it was her mother's choice. She was just like that at that time, and she was good to people while she was disgusted.

So at the beginning, she was moved by this familiar feeling, and could not hate her. This kind of feeling is like there are people in the world caring for her, let her warm.

Perhaps everyone is naturally attracted by people who treat others with enthusiasm, but no matter whether his personality is cold or hot, the warmth he gives to others will always be more and more profound in his memory.

Zhou Xuefu bowed to her grave and said, "thank you for taking care of me. I've always been very grateful. Maybe I don't know you so well. I didn't expect you to do that. I thought you would live in high spirits all the time. No one could hurt you. But I'm really wrong. You're more vulnerable than I thought. If I had known before, I would have come to you. I would not have let you die alone. Xiao Nuo... " She put her hand on beno's tablet and whispered, "forgive me for not paying enough attention to you."

The tombstone is cold, it will never answer her words, but for Zhou Xuefu to say what she wants to say, her heart has been stable.

Zhou Xuefu looked back at Xiao Wu and said, "don't you and your sister have anything to say to your mother?"

Xiao Wu didn't affirm or deny, just looked at her quietly.

Zhou Xuefu then understood that she was shy.

Xiaowu beckons to Xiaoqi. Xiaoqi releases Luo Ping's hand and walks to her sister step by step.

Zhou Xuefu and others quietly retreat to give their sisters a quiet environment.

Luo Ping is really worried about Xiao Qi. This is the first time she sees her parents, but they are dead. Can she really not care? Or pretend not to care on the surface, and then feel sad in my heart.