I stretched out, and it was very uncomfortable to open my arms at 180 degrees. Cleaning things one by one was really a pleasing thing, and the most important thing was that it was paid.

"What a good, hard-working boy."

I turned around and saw the landlady standing at the door with a smile on her face, and I grinned too.

"You can go home now. Business is very good today. You have worked hard. Your hands must have turned white, right? Be sure to apply hand cream when you go home. A girl's hands are very important."

"Thank you, boss lady."

The colored lights on both sides of the street are all on, and the street lights are also emitting a slightly yellowish light among the hundreds of lights. Is it because you have made a contribution to society that you straighten your back like this every day? Or is it because there are lovesicknesses farther away?

That's why things tirelessly stretch their necks to watch every day.

The catcher in the rye, joy and loneliness coexist, the street lamp is the same, and so is the mother.

"Ai Ai is back? It's very late today, it's already dark."

"Oh, I didn't quite understand today's question, so I kept it for a while."

"Ai Ai, how about mom pick you up from school tomorrow?"

"No, no, I come back with my classmates every day."

"It's great to have a classmate drop by. I invited him to come over to play at home on the weekend."

"I will."

I carried my schoolbag and fled back to the room like a gopher. If my mother asked me a few more questions, I would definitely tell the truth.

In order not to worry my mother, lying seems to have become a habit. The habit of blushing whenever I lied has gradually disappeared. Is one habit replacing another habit, good or bad? The photo in the photo frame on the desk is still the same one, I,

The faces of the three of them, mother and grandmother, were placed within a small rectangle of several dozen centimeters. They smiled exaggeratedly. That was the last photo of my grandmother in the world. There were deep, thin and long wrinkles on her face, and most of her hair was

It is silvery white, and it forms a strong visual impact with my smooth-skinned face. My grandma has been gone for three years, and it is not a long time. Her voice, appearance, and smile are still imprinted in my heart, and it is not a short time.

Her grave has become overgrown with weeds during this year's Qingming Festival. The acacia tree I planted next to the grave is as tall as a bungalow. I have been wondering whether the roots of the acacia tree will extend down to hold my grandma's hand and pass on the love.

The body temperature of this world conveys the breath of snow this year, preventing my grandma from drinking Meng Po soup, and she will still be my grandma and my mother’s mother in the next life.

The snow was falling, trying to engulf the city but was unable to do so.

The aunt who cleans the community started cleaning early, and the guys who had been crowding around all night were cleared away little by little without making any noise. Also, they are not human, and they will not feel that life has no light because of the separation of life and death, or seek death and survival.

We often get together in a pretentious manner, hold a farewell party, shed tears, and give a hug. The morning I left my hometown, shrouded in a sky net of dark clouds and raindrops, my hometown was like a sleeping girl, so peaceful and tranquil.

Beautiful and touching. Why did I realize that my hometown is so unique and unparalleled in beauty when I leave here? The moss on the bluestone slabs are clustered together. I didn’t tell anyone that I was leaving. I really couldn’t bear to see each other.

Sad temples, to be precise, I dare not look at the scene of my friends waving, and the scene of Momo holding back her tears. I am really a heartless creature, and I quietly left this place that has nurtured me for more than ten years.

My hometown, I was reluctant to even say goodbye, like a thief who stole something, for fear that if he opened his mouth, he would wake up those sleeping people, and then be arrested and brought to justice. So, I disappeared as quickly as possible,

Without a trace. I stole the feelings of my hometown, the scenery of the four seasons of my hometown, the sky of my hometown, the clouds of my hometown, the wind of my hometown, everything.

"Hey, today is Sunday, what should we do? Luo Ziqi couldn't be joking, right? Why would he invite me when I just transferred to their class? But the invitation is on the table with my name on it. What if he

What if you really come to pick me up?”

I scratched my hair.

"What's wrong with love?"

"Nothing, nothing," I quickly put the invitation under the pillow, got up and got into the toilet.

"Bell, bell,,," the doorbell rang. Who would come to our house so early?

"Mom, who is it?"

"Oh, the clothes I bought for you the day before yesterday didn't fit. I said they would be delivered to my home, but I didn't expect them to be delivered to my home so early today."

"Yeah?"

Looking at the pieces of paper balled up in my mother's hand, it looked like a caterpillar lying on her body. I felt very uncomfortable but I couldn't explain it clearly.

Is it all such a coincidence? Just when I needed a decent piece of clothing, someone just sent me clothes out of nowhere.

Who bought the clothes and delivered them to our house? Who knew which party I was going to today?

Luo Ziqi? An Biluo? Mother?

I walked to the gate wearing the first little dress I ever wore. A black Mercedes stopped. It was Luo Ziqi. He was dressed in a white casual outfit. The snow slid down from the top of his bangs, still looking as light as a magnolia tree.

His eyes looked better when viewed from the front. I looked at him and lost my mind.

"My mother is right, you do live here."

This was the first thing Luo Ziqi said to me that day.

11 repulsive snow

"What?"

I raised my head in surprise, and the snow particles brushed against the tip of my nose, making me feel itchy.

"Nothing? Get in the car."

I awkwardly got into the car. Even though my smart self had watched so many idol dramas, I had not learned the beautiful and generous movements of elegant girls getting into boys’ cars. I lowered my head and put my two hands together on my knees.

, is getting hotter and hotter. Is it because there is a heater in the car? And my face is starting to get slightly hot. Is it because I am nervous about the upcoming party? Or is it the clean young man sitting next to me?

The car kept driving forward, as if something urgent was happening. The trees on both sides of the street kept receding, and the trees covered with snow kept waving to me. I looked out the window in a daze, and the car passed by.

Passing through the busy streets, we stopped in front of a villa on the outskirts of the city.

As soon as I got off the car, another car stopped next to me. I was wearing a pair of black casual pants and a black winter coat. My short hemp hair stood rebelliously on my head, like the wildly growing grass in spring, and a pair of indifferent eyes. That

Not Gu Mu? Why did he come? Didn’t he think Luo Ziqi was hypocritical? How could he,,,,

"Hey, Yunyun Ai, what's wrong? You think I'm just pretty today too?"

I pretended to be calm and looked him up and down.

"How is that possible? I'm just curious. Wasn't your hair still black yesterday?"

Gu Mu patted my head hard.

"Yunyun Ai, do you really want me to doubt your IQ? It's like you should have learned this on TV without actually seeing it!" After saying that, he walked straight in, not even the master Luo Ziqi was around.

greet.

"Who is this? So rude!" I muttered quietly, with a dissatisfied look on my face.

"That's the kind of person he is, let's go in."

"ah?"

I was simply confused. Why couldn't I tell whether they were friends or foes?

I walked cautiously behind. This was a road paved with carefully selected cobblestones. Each cobblestone had a special color. There were lawns on both sides of the road, but there was a thick layer of snow on it. At the end of the road

It's a big white house, now elegant

The piano music spread around the white house. The whole sky was immersed in it. It played so well. Momo's house also had a black piano in the past. Every time she came to her house, she would clamor for her mother.

He taught me the piano and said that he would play the piano with me in the future.

"Dear Princess An, you arrived so early, Prince Bei must have picked you up."

My hand was held by someone.

"Ah?" I turned around in surprise.

The girl quickly withdrew her hand and looked at me in surprise.

"Sister Lan, how could it be her? Why is she here?"

The girl named Sister Lan looked at me twice and smiled, feeling so evil.

"Isn't this a new classmate in our class? Why does the famous figure in the school have a special relationship with the principal? No wonder a country girl can be transferred to our Class A. If we had known, we should have cared and cared for you. It's really related to

If you have such a good relationship with the principal, you should have told me earlier. I'm really sorry for treating you like that before. You shouldn't mind, right?"

I lowered my head and didn't speak. What can I say? I don't know who helped me with the transfer procedures for my class. I shouldn't have appeared in a place like this. Forget it, if you take a step back, it's understandable to be misunderstood. As long as you do it

If I entered the top 50 in my grade in the first exam, others would not say that I am not qualified to be in Class A. But why do they say that I have a special relationship with the principal? Luo Ziqi, I love the principal.

No wonder,,,,,,

"Classmate, would you like to accompany me in such clothes?"

"That's right, I saw Princess An wearing such a dress, it's so beautiful."

"Xiaosi, you are right. I think we should take some measures to prevent this kind of ugliness from continuing. How about..."

As I said that, the girl named Sister Lan looked at me fiercely and reached out to pull my skirt.

"No, my mother bought this for me." I turned around and ran, looking back to see if I was catching up.

"ah"

"ah"

The sound of the piano stopped because I didn't see the road when I turned back and bumped into someone who was playing the piano. Everyone's focus was on the small space between me and the girl playing the piano, two girls sitting on the ground.

"Princess An"
To be continued...