i was my mistake

"Yeah, very good friends." Wan Qing smiled, and didn't say the rest of the words - in a few years, ten years, twenty years, will they still be good friends by then? ?

It seems that even close friends have an expiration date, so you have to maintain your relationship from time to time.

"What is Qing'er going to tell Chen'er? I suggest that you...don't provoke her. It would be counterproductive. You'd better find a suitable opportunity to try it out first, and then tell her that you've noticed it?"

"Well, it's okay, I already knew."

"As expected, I just thought, it's impossible for Qing'er not to notice."

"Haha, that guy Ye Chen can't hide his heart in front of people close to him."

"Yeah."

"It's nothing, it doesn't matter if sisters have been together for a lifetime."

"what?"

"Well, I'm just talking about a possibility. After all, I have no interest in getting married, let alone having children. I don't want to do anything like that."

"That's it." Zhao Jinyu nodded slowly, her eyes bent like crescent moons, and she smiled sincerely, "Then, if you decide, you must keep walking."

"Isn't it fully decided yet? Let's talk about the future."

"That's right." Zhao Jinyu smirked with his mouth covered, "But I feel that Qing'er has already made a decision."

"Oh? Really? No."

"Maybe not." Zhao Jinyu didn't dwell on this matter for too long, she seemed very happy, "That's great, to boldly pursue your own happiness."

"Are you envious today?"

"Well... After all, I was born in such a family. I don't know if I have the qualifications to pursue my own happiness. After graduating from university, my family should arrange for me a suitable blind date. Although I can choose There are many, but it is unlikely to meet the kind of person I like in the end."

Wan Qing was a little surprised, she was obviously only a high school student, but she thought of such a distant future, and she didn't seem to want to resist - she accepted these facts calmly.

"Then you can also try to pursue your own happiness."

"Let's talk about the future, shall we?" Zhao Jinyu blinked playfully, and returned what Wan Qing said just now.

……

(three)

Lin Sumeng, who went to the office happily, did not seem to be in a good mood when she came back.

She lowered her head slightly, sat on the seat with red eyes, and buried her cheeks in her arms.

"Xiaomeng, what's the matter?" Ye Chen, who had just woken up, saw Lin Sumeng walking into the classroom with a sad face, so he couldn't help asking.

"It's okay..." she said in a muffled voice.

"Could it be that someone from your parents came to school?" Wan Qing put her chin on Ye Chen's shoulder and asked with a smile.

"Well...my mother is here."

"Been scolded?"

"Hmm..." Lin Sumeng slowly raised her head, and quickly wiped her eyes, "How did Wan Qing know?"

"Guess."

"Huh..." She took a deep breath and said in a low voice, "My mother scolded me fiercely. I feel that she didn't care about me at all. She just felt that I was out of her control, so she was angry."

"Maybe there's concern in that too."

"I... didn't feel it at all."

Wan Qing smiled: "Since you don't feel it at all, then you should be ruthless."

"what?"

"Be prepared to never get in touch with each other forever, to be an independent person bravely, and to be admitted to a university is an opportunity."

"Hmm... Maybe, maybe I should go to a university farther away from home, so far away that they can't control me?"

"That's right, you should do that. Since your parents don't love you, then you should love yourself well." Wan Qing scolded with a smile, "Don't worry about morality and immorality, they are all immoral people It's just a rhetoric used to restrain moral people."

Although Ye Chen didn't quite understand what was going on, he still firmly stood by Wan Qing's side: "Yeah, if that's the case, just leave them alone, everyone should be independent. Controlled by others, the truly whole person is right."

What she said to Ye Chen on her birthday seems to have been firmly remembered in her heart.

……

33. Motion sickness is hard

Saturday, September 1997, 3.

Today is Women's Day, and there are more customers in the roadside flower shop than usual, and you can also see activities organized by some units, some of which are purely for public welfare, and some are taking this opportunity to advertise.

Wan Qing and the others were still waiting for a passing taxi, when a young woman came over with a stack of leaflets and handed out one to each of the three of them.

Ye Chen lowered his head and glanced, there was a woman in her 30s printed on it, and the word "Gynecological Diseases" was particularly conspicuous in the powerful title.

This seems to be an advertisement for a women's hospital.

Taking advantage of the March [-] Women's Day to promote this, it seems that there is no problem.

——At least it's not an advertisement that doesn't match the festival at all.

Not far away, a taxi with an "Empty Car" sign was slowly approaching. Next to such a bus stop, they usually drive slowly, because many people will wait for and take a taxi here.

Zhao Jinyu pinched the advertisement leaflet printed with "To treat gynecological diseases, go to Huaiyin Women's Hospital", waved lightly, and stopped the taxi that drove past here.

Wan Qing yawned a little sleepily, she went to bed at two o'clock in the morning, woke up again at six o'clock in the morning, and only slept for four hours in total.

Originally, I was in bed at eleven o'clock, but who knew that the science fiction magazine Zhao Jinyu got was so good that I couldn't help but read it all in one sitting, only to realize that it was already early in the morning.

There are many sci-fi stories in the magazine, even from the perspective of future people, they are all very avant-garde, and people can't help feeling the bold imagination of many people in this era.

Of course, this may also have something to do with fewer restrictions on the story-everyone can play freely without worrying about touching places that shouldn't be touched.

People tend to get dizzy when they haven't slept well, so Wan Qing, who wasn't considered to be motion sick at all, sat in the back seat and felt a little nauseous before the car started.

Or maybe the mixed smell of gasoline and leather in the taxi was too bad.

She rolled down the car window a little, put her head half against the window glass, and took a deep breath.

"What's the matter with Qing'er." Zhao Jinyu, who was sitting in the co-pilot, looked sideways at Wan Qing, who was sitting behind him, "you've been looking very sad today, huh?"

"Yeah...not enough sleep time." She muttered, yawned three times in a row, put her palms on her forehead tiredly, and rubbed vigorously.

"Who told you to watch it so late last night? I got up in the middle of the night to go to the toilet and you turned on the desk lamp."

"Ah, I didn't sleep well, I have a headache..." Wan Qing leaned over and fell on Ye Chen's lap, stretched out her arm and poked her chin, "Let me lie down for a while..."

"However, if you get motion sickness, lying in the car will be even more uncomfortable, right? And who made you sleep so late, it's your own fault." Although Ye Chen said so, he still rubbed Wan Qing's temples, She squinted her eyes comfortably.

The taxi drives on the city roads, braking to avoid pedestrians, braking when waiting for traffic lights, and sometimes making sharp turns, so shaking that Wan Qing feels like her brains are about to fly out.

Although Ye Chen's thighs are soft and comfortable, but he has to admit that lying down when motion sickness does make him feel more uncomfortable.

She staggered and sat up again, this time she didn't even want to say a word, she just pressed her forehead against the cold windowpane, her legs crossed, her whole body was so uncomfortable that she almost shrank into a ball.

She likes to look at the scenery in the car on weekdays, but today she doesn't want to see anything. She finally got to the destination. As soon as the car stopped, she quickly opened the door and rushed to the nearby area in three steps. In front of the bushes, he opened his mouth with a sound of 'wow' and spit out all the porridge and pickles that he ate in the morning.

I remember that the last time I came to church, I also threw up because the bus was too bumpy. I didn’t expect to take a taxi this time, and I threw up.

——Wan Qing, who was vomiting, still had the mood to complain about herself in her heart.

However, things like motion sickness are really uncomfortable before you vomit, but after you vomit, you will suddenly feel much more comfortable, and your whole person will suddenly feel refreshed.

"Is Sunny all right?"

"It's okay...it's much more comfortable." Wan Qing let out a long breath, spit on the ground, and quickly moved her eyes away from the puddle of vomit.

Zhao Jinyu opened a new pack of napkins and handed her one: "Wipe the corners of your mouth."

"Okay, thanks."

"Then drink some water and rinse your mouth." She unscrewed her thermos and handed it to Wan Qing.

"Okay..." She even spat out the sour water in her stomach just now, her teeth were a little sore, "Gululu...puh!"

"feelling better?"

"It's much better." Wan Qing took a deep breath, glanced at the emerald green farmland not far away, and felt her mood improved a lot, "In this car, I almost feel like I'm dying. "

Ye Chen smiled gloatingly: "The last time I came here, Wan Qing also vomited. You don't seem to fit in well with this place, do you?"

"Damn knows." Wan Qing rolled her big eyes, she felt dizzy after doing this casual action in normal times, "Damn...it's not completely healed yet."

"Do you want to rest for a while? Anyway, I'm not in a hurry."

"Hmm...let me stand for a while." Wan Qing put her hands on her knees, took a few breaths, and finally regained her composure.

The air in the countryside is very fresh, with the fragrance of flowers, green leaves and soil.

If this is in the city, it may be more uncomfortable to take a deep breath-because you may inhale those unpleasant car exhaust.

One of the key reasons for motion sickness is that the smell makes people feel uncomfortable.

Therefore, in places like the countryside, the discomfort caused by motion sickness will recover faster than in the city.

"Phew... I'm fine."

"Let's go then?"

"Walk."

The three of them walked side by side on the cement road in the countryside, and looked at the small church not far away.

On Saturday, there didn’t seem to be a singing ceremony in the church. There were only scattered old people sitting on the chairs in the hall, with their fingers crossed and fists resting on their foreheads, doing their morning prayers.

A few children were chasing and playing outside the church, running to the back garden for a while, and then to the open space in front. This small church was like the most interesting amusement park in the world to them Same.

Even if it's just such a simple pursuit of each other, it can make them laugh happily.

Children's happiness always seems so simple.

……

As soon as Zhao Jinyu put on her nun's clothes and came out, she saw a boy knocking another boy down to the ground. The kid who was knocked down sat on the ground and cried loudly, but the one who knocked down the man was still crying. As if he didn't intend to apologize.

"What's going on? Did you accidentally hit it?"

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooen and hit me!"

"What's going on, why are you bullying him?"

"Hmph..." The boy, who was obviously half a head taller than the crying little boy, snorted coldly and glanced to the other side.

Wan Qing and Ye Chen watched with great interest. They both felt that Zhao Jinyu, a temporary nun, was more like a kindergarten teacher in the church...

"What's the matter? Why did you hit him? Did he hit you first, or did he scold you?"

"He scolded me first!"

"Did you scold him first?"

"I didn't! I was basking in the sun, but he suddenly rushed up from downstairs to beat me!"

The tall little boy said confidently: "He was looking at me from upstairs, and he was still chanting something, and he was secretly scolding me behind my back!"

"That's because I'm eating bubble gum!"

"Okay, you, apologize to him. He didn't say anything bad about you, but you suspect others for no reason. This is wrong. When you suspect others, you must first show evidence instead of asking others to show evidence. "Zhao Jinyu looked at the tall little boy seriously and said.

"Humph!"

"Apologize, you must admit that you have done something wrong, otherwise you will only become a person that everyone hates in the future."

"..."

"God doesn't like children like you either. His old man won't bless you. At that time, there will be some demons and ghosts who will come to your room to catch you at night, and there will be no angels with white wings. Sister is protecting you, huh?"

Children who come to play in church generally have a strong religious atmosphere at home. Children who are not very old will really believe in these things under the influence of their elders.

The tall little boy gritted his lips with his teeth, his eyes towards Zhao Jinyu began to dodge, he was finally a little scared.

So Zhao Jinyu continued to add fuel to the flames: "Be honest, and have the courage to admit your mistakes. Isn't it necessary to reflect on the crimes you have done every day in your prayers? Children who don't admit their mistakes will be wronged by the time." Go to hell, the demons of hell like to taste the soul and body of bad children, they will eat you from your feet, eat you little by little, and then let you recover, and eat you little by little, constantly Repeatedly, constantly punishing you."

"Religion is the art of intimidation." Wan Qing chuckled and whispered to herself.

"Yes, I'm sorry!" The little boy was startled and cried, and he apologized loudly to the boy sitting on the ground, "I shouldn't hit you! I'm sorry, don't let the angel sister leave me, I don't want to be eaten by the devil !"