Thinking about him, time passed quickly. I didn’t remember much about my going abroad until how I ate. I only knew that I would leave this city in half a month and leave my curious memories behind.
In order not to disappoint my mother, I will fly to the United States to study as scheduled, and during this period, my mother said that I will go through the immigration procedures.
I really don’t want to believe this is true, leaving Jinbao, leaving Moyang, leaving top, leaving everyone, leaving that lost memory, leaving that strange figure that I can’t get rid of
Sitting in the car on the way back, I originally wanted to see that unique house again, but instead of going back on the original road, my uncle chose a farther but spacious road.
Maybe God has arranged it a long time ago! Since I am not allowed to look back, why should I doubt, why should I... linger on it?
It's been half a month since I came back from my grandparents' house. I didn't expect that my mother would use the cruel trick to confine me to my aunt's house.
Even if I wanted to eat some snacks, she would buy them for me personally. No matter how much I begged her, it would not help. She said she was afraid that if I came out, she would sneak away.
Even if I wanted to go to Jinbao to say goodbye, she wouldn't allow me. Apart from spending time with Youyou, I spent almost half a month sleeping online.
The happiest thing about half a month is that during the half month, my mother will prevent me from stealing at night and sleep with me
When I sleep with my mother, I still have nightmares about being at the crossroads occasionally. However, there are also times when I see that boy on the road and dream about him turning around, but I can’t see his face clearly.
I gradually discovered that the figures in these two dreams were very imaginary. Sometimes I would wake up crying, as if it was a very sad thing, but when I woke up, I would forget everything.
I didn’t tell anyone that I was going abroad or even immigrating, because I was afraid that people would be reluctant to leave. I became invisible online. I was afraid that I would not know what to say when I saw their messages, and I was even more afraid that I would become increasingly reluctant to leave.
"Qingqing, the flight is at eight o'clock in the evening." Today is the last day to stay in this city. I was still sleeping in the bed, and my mother informed me outside the door.
It was already past twelve o'clock. I locked myself in the room, hid under the quilt, and laid my face on the pillow.
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