The concerned tone and the long-lost family affection made Yao Xiaojing's hesitant steps come to a halt.
She raised her dark eyes and shouted: "Mom..."
The two mother and daughter were sitting in the narrow closed stairwell of the inpatient building. Chi Yuyan held her daughter's thin body in her arms. Through the transparent glass partition, they looked at the heavy snow in the sky and cuddled together quietly.
This quiet time seems to be able to settle the complicated thoughts in the mind, and at the same time it can soothe the pain coming from the depths of the soul.
"Mom, have you ever been lovelorn?" Yao Xiaojing put her forehead on her mother's shoulder, feeling the sweet fragrance coming from her mother.
Chi Yuyan thought about it seriously and said unexpectedly: "Of course."
Yao Xiaojing's dark eyes sparkled with disbelief. She raised her head from her mother's shoulder and saw that her expression did not seem to be fooling her, and she couldn't help but feel even more surprised.
"Who is that person? Oh... it's definitely not dad... Be honest, Colonel Chi! Who else did you have feelings for back then?"
Chi Yuyan pulled her hair with her hands, pursed her lips and smiled shyly: "Don't tell your father...that happened when I was a child."
"Speak quickly, mom..."
"He was the boy in the class next door to me when I was in junior high school... handsome, elegant, and a completely different type from your father. I had a secret crush on him for a long time, and I didn't dare to confess, let alone get close... I remember every time I
The first time I passed by their class, I would lower my head and rush towards him at a trot. I was afraid that he would find out what was on his mind." Chi Yuyan's expression was distant, as if time had turned back with memories.
Yao Xiaojing's eyes flickered, she leaned closer to her mother, and asked softly: "What happened next? Did you start with him?"
Chi Yuyan shook her head regretfully, and said with some regret: "No... He and I always stayed in the stage of staring and passing each other... The only conversation we had was during a gap in the art performance. I went backstage to look for him.
A classmate sent stage props, but he, as the host, stopped him..."
"What a coincidence?" Can a host also work as a doorman part-time? Yao Xiaojing didn't understand.
"Ho ho... What a coincidence... He may also have a crush on me, and he just found the opportunity to take the initiative to talk to me..."
"Ah...really!"
"Um...yeah..." Chi Yuyan smiled and pinched her daughter's porcelain-white cheeks, and said with a smile: "Of course it's true...but unfortunately, he and I were too nervous and stumbling
After saying a few irrelevant words, I ran away with a blushing face... When I returned to where the class was sitting, I suddenly discovered that the props I was about to send backstage were still tightly in my hands!"
Yao Xiaojing hugged Chi Yuyan's waist, pressed her forehead against her metallic epaulette, and smiled sourly.
"Mom, you are so stupid..."
Chi Yuyan held her daughter's body and shook it, and said with infinite emotion: "The only time I had the possibility to continue with him, I was so nervous that I missed it... I feel a little regretful when I think about it, but I have never regretted liking him.
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"Then why are you falling out of love? You didn't really start, did you?"
Chi Yuyan hummed and replied slowly: "Yes, it ended without a real beginning... Not long after the art show, I heard the news that he was with the female host. Later, for a long time we
Everyone is busy with their own business. Although we sometimes meet him in the corridor, I no longer have the courage to talk to him..."
With a soft sigh, Chi Yuyan looked at the snowflakes outside the window: "I never told anyone, not even your uncle. When I learned that he had a girl he liked, I felt like heaven.
As if I had collapsed, I covered myself with a quilt and cried until the sky was dark and the sky was dark. The whole afternoon, I seemed to have done nothing but cry. Later, after venting my heart out, I figured out that no matter what happened, I could only
The truth behind being able to wipe away my tears and move forward. I understand that the sun will rise every day, and time will not stop at the most beautiful moments because of my sadness..."
Yao Xiaojing concentrated on recalling what her mother said.
Thinking of her experiences similar to his own, thinking of how she had also cried helplessly with her head covered, I couldn't help but get wet in my eyes...
Chi Yuyan pressed her daughter's shoulders hard and said passionately: "The memory of first love in a person's life is the most beautiful. Its beauty lies in truth and purity, and in the first time of many people's lives, all of which happen.
In the first love stage. So first love is unforgettable, reluctant to let go, and endlessly memorable."
"However, there is also deep bitterness behind the beautiful first love. When the ruthless reality is placed in front of lovers, and when each other finds that the other is not the only one in life, this fragile and inexperienced love will easily die. Many years later, you
You will find that many scenes and memories will be erased from your memory, but you will never forget the matter of broken love. Because this is the first time you face setbacks, it is a rare opportunity for growth. Xiaojing... Mom knows
You have just experienced an unsuccessful relationship. I know that your heart is very painful, sad, and confused. You have become unconfident, want to escape, and want to hide the best side of yourself...
Is it right?"
The petite head lying in her arms nodded slightly and shouted aggrievedly: "Mom... He has another girl... He doesn't like me anymore... Mom... My heart hurts... it hurts so much."
..."
Chi Yuyan's mother's heart instantly softened and broke...
She held her fragile and sad daughter hard, full of guilt and intolerance, but for the sake of her daughter's lifelong happiness, she could only hide her soft side deeply.
Forgive mom, Xiaojing. Dad and I are doing this for your own good...
Feeling her daughter's warm tears on her neck, Chi Yuyan wiped away the sparkling tears on her daughter's cheeks with a smile.
She looked at her deeply and said sincerely: "Xiao Jing... you are only 18 years old. You are just a lily of the valley that is about to bloom. It has not yet reached its most beautiful moment of blooming. Ordinary people cannot see you."
"
She carefully held her daughter's tearful face and cared for her softly: "Silly daughter... don't cry anymore... always remember that you are the best girl... no one can be better than you.