People who know Xino say that she is very special. She is different from other people of the same age. Some people say that it is because of her height. She is tall. Not to mention girls, even some boys cannot compare with her, and she always stands tall.
She is very straight, so she gives people a heroic feeling; some people say that it comes from her family background and upbringing. The aristocratic education she received since she was a child has given her a maturity far beyond her peers in dealing with people, and she can make friends no matter who she is;
Some people also say that it is because she has a contradictory temperament. Although she is a kind and cheerful person when we get along with each other, she has been seen standing alone on the rooftop more than once, looking at the distant sky, lost in thought...
The rumors were once rampant and became a hot topic in the school. However, in the face of these discussions, the girls responded with calm smiles. Gradually, no one discussed it anymore. Only Xino himself knew where this feeling came from: when the same age
While everyone embraces their longing and hope for the future, showing off their vitality to the world, she is the only one who always misses the past, as if she is immersed in memories and cannot escape.
When her father left her hometown and went to the Eastern Continent to participate in the war, she took care of her mother in the hospital bed while recalling her childhood, when her parents were around and how wonderful it was to be carefree; her mother passed away, the father and daughter broke up, and the girl
When she was living alone, she once rode Brandy across the vast countryside, trying hard to forget something, but suddenly recalled her mother's face in the wind blowing in front of her; when her father also passed away, her grandfather died due to his wife's death.
She was so sad that her old injuries recurred. When she was bedridden, she learned from the old housekeeper Weber how to take care of the daily affairs of the manor, while recalling the time she spent with her grandfather. She was shocked to find that she had never sensed his aging.
She felt a sense of guilt; after going to college, meeting many new friends, and having a group of friends with whom she could discuss common hobbies, she seemed no longer lonely, but she still recalled the past from time to time and wanted to tell her parents that she was doing well.
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Time is moving forward for young people, and they are always thinking about their future: How will they live tomorrow? What will they do in the final exam? What kind of job will they find after graduation? What kind of person do they want to be in the future? Can they be right?
Does the country contribute to society? Or simply be more conservative and have a stable job, a caring partner, and a warm family. Isn't it enough?
But Xino didn't do this, because when she stood from the perspective of a bystander and looked back on all the life she had experienced so far, she realized that only the past in her life was worthy of nostalgia, and that road that flowed day and night
In the river, all her good things and wishes were sunk, so she wanted to go back and live in the place where she had a generous father, a gentle mother, and a grandfather who was stern in appearance but kind in nature, and who always caused trouble for her.
He has a past of being an old housekeeper who has dealt with troubles, having kind-hearted townspeople, and having many friends who play with him. For this reason, it doesn't matter even if he goes against other peers.
Later, someone said to Xino: For people living in this world, time is always moving forward, but you must force it to go back. This is very unreasonable.
Xino said to the man: I know, but I must go back.
Then she woke up from her dream. The room in front of her was so empty in the darkness that it made people feel panicked. She still didn’t know who the person who appeared in her dream that day was. It might be her parents who had passed away long ago, or someone who had been sleeping for a long time.
The grandfather on the sick bed may, of course, be herself. Its appearance is to remind the girl of something, to tell the girl not to dwell on the past anymore. You have a brighter future waiting in front of you. You should be like a girl who has just turned ten.
He walked towards it with his head held high like an eight-year-old young man.
"But," when a new day came, Xino opened the curtains, facing the bright light of the morning sun, facing the lonely world, and asked himself: "If I don't go back, where should I go?"
In this way, in a place where no one knew, a girl began to run counter to time. Peers who knew Xino all felt that they knew her very well, but that was wrong, because when they raised their heads, they saw only the future, and the girl
Living alone in the past.
Today, facing the bright blue lights in the arc-light restaurant all night long, the sweet smell lingering on the tip of the nose, and the laughter among classmates and friends, the tide of time is once again undercurrent, pushing everything into the past. What I recall this time is another.
Which past event was it? Ah, Xino remembered. It turned out to be the day when she and Claire won the college championship. I remember that that night, she was like this now, standing in the center of the azure arc restaurant, looking at
Seeing the lively and noisy scene in front of him, a smile gently appeared on the corner of his mouth.
At that time, Claire excitedly held the trophy and showed it to everyone. Vincent, who had been coveting it for a long time, put down his past arrogance and asked humbly if he could hold it too. Phyllis, who had just joined the club not long ago, laughed at his wishful thinking.
, it was his turn first, and the overly excited president Craig even clamored to go to the school's art club, grab their president, and draw this scene as a souvenir. The protagonist of today's party, Layla,
At that time, she was still an introverted and shy girl, looking at the trophy with envy and longing in her eyes, but she was timid and did not dare to make the same request as Vincent... The climax of the party was probably when George pushed it from nowhere.
There was champagne in the dining car. Although students were not allowed to drink it, it was just for celebration. So everyone went crazy. In the end, they even forced several teachers and professors who were passing by the restaurant to go in and celebrate together. They were arrested the next day.
The school issued a notice criticizing...
How beautiful the past was. When those scenes appeared before her eyes like yesterday, Xino sighed again, because for her, some people, some things, and some emotions are treasures that only exist in the past.
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"Xino? Xino!"
Suddenly she heard someone shouting her name. When the girl came back to her senses, she realized that everyone was looking at her with concerned eyes. Phyllis even moved closer to her, raised her hand and touched her forehead, asking
: "What's wrong with you? There's no response when I keep calling you. Are you feeling unwell?"
"It's nothing." Xino smiled lightly: "I just remembered something."
She didn't want to discuss this matter too much, so she changed the subject: "By the way, what were you talking about just now? I see that the discussion was very lively."
"Oh, we are talking about Layla's next game!" Phyllis smiled and poked Layla's arm: "We have already entered the main round, do you want to work harder and try to reach the quarterfinals and sixteenth?
How strong? So that those arrogant professional players can see that there are experts among us college students! Ah, I’m sorry, Miss Gloria, I’m not talking about you?”
Halfway through, she remembered that there was a professional player at the scene and apologized quickly, but Gloria didn't care and waved her hand: "It's nothing. I also think Miss Leila is very strong and can indeed strive for further progress."
, it would be a pity if we were only satisfied with the main draw quota.”
Even professional players supported her opinion, and Phyllis couldn't help but feel proud: "That's right, Layla, and isn't your dream to become a professional player? Now that you are very famous, I guess there are many clubs paying attention to you.
If you perform better in the game, maybe you can skip the substitute stage after signing and become the main player directly!"
She lowered her voice again and said mysteriously: "My father is good friends with Mr. Felix, the major shareholder of the Golden Glory Club. If you are willing in this regard, I can ask him to invite Mr. Felix to visit you.
competition. If you can get the appreciation of Mr. Felix and join the Golden Glory Club, you can not only become a professional player, but you may even have the opportunity to become famous at home and abroad and become a sports star like Caesar!"
The Golden Glory Club is the White City Republic - or the most famous Fenghua Club in the entire Western Continent. In the history of the club, there have been twelve championship winners, five Grand Slams and one Grand Slam. Now Fenghua
The most dazzling star in the world of football, Gullid Deit, also comes from this club. It is basically the holy place that every football player dreams of.
Phyllis's father, on the other hand, is the general director of the United Church's Diocese in Soumia and the Archbishop of the United Church of Villiard. He has extensive connections throughout the province of Saint-Denis. In fact, if he had spoken
If so, there is no need for the appreciation of Mr. Felix. Any club would be happy to sign a rising star like Layla. But Felix knew that this was definitely not what Layla wanted, so she settled for the next best thing.
Let the girl prove herself with her strength.
As expected, Layla was moved, and showed a shy smile to Phyllis: "Thank you, Phyllis, I, um, I will work hard, and I will treat you to ice cream when I become a professional player!
"
Phyllis smiled and said: "Then I guess it won't be long before I can eat the ice cream you invited."
No one raised any questions, because they all had confidence in Layla's level, otherwise they would not expect her to compete with the professional players in the main game. However, after listening to their conversation, President Craig did not
Knowing what he was thinking of, he let out a long sigh: "It's great to burn your youth and chase your dreams. Maybe this is the privilege of you young people."
Vincent didn't know why: "Don't sound like you're not a young man, President."
"You kid, stop talking sarcastically." Craig glared at him: "You won't know until you leave campus. When I say young, I don't mean age, but a state of mind. Of course, I still hope you understand it later.
The better this is, because it will leave you more time to chase your dreams."
Vincent didn't understand why the president suddenly felt sad, but what he said touched the young man's heart. He thought about it seriously: "Chasing your dream, if I say I want to be a
I’m a physical education teacher, do you think it’s strange?”
"No." Leila said, "The juniors in the football club have always praised you for your patience and your ability to teach well."
"You definitely couldn't do it before. You were arrogant and arrogant, not the type that girls like." Phyllis looked him up and down and said critically: "But now, I reluctantly admit that you are more mature. You are more mature."
Only men have the right to talk about dreams, Vincent."
"You guy-" Vincent's mouth twitched, and he wanted to argue with her, but remembering that he was a mature man now, he took a few deep breaths, tried to calm himself down, and turned to look at his friend
: "George, stop holding back and say nothing. What is your dream?"
"Me?" George scratched his head and smiled sheepishly: "Just be a pastry chef. If possible, it would be best to own a dessert shop of your own."
This answer surprised everyone, but Phyllis quickly reacted and nodded approvingly: "I think it's very appropriate, because George is a handy person, and he is responsible for maintaining the props in the club.
Since you can repair props, it shouldn’t be difficult to make desserts, right?”
One, is it the same?
Everyone looked at each other, unable to agree. After a while of silence, Layla broke the silence: "Don't just talk about others, Phyllis, I think you also have some dreams, right?"
"As for me, maybe I will join the United Order in the future?" Phyllis raised her eyebrows and said with high spirits: "I want to join the Garden Garden and become an honorable member of the Red Cross, preferably a doctor, and of course, a paramedic.
That’s okay too.”
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Medicine, and I always respect the great Ms. Florence Nightingale when chatting and regard her as my biggest idol. In this case, it is not so surprising to have such a dream.
Alice, who was eating nonsense on the side, thought to herself: Then you'd better graduate a few years later, otherwise you might end up in some bloody drama where old friends kill each other.
After all, in the end, except for Leila, everyone’s dreams have nothing to do with wind flower balls. This is normal, because for them, wind flower balls are just a hobby. In this world, people can turn their hobbies into
There are very few professional people, so they admire Leila so much; of course, it is even more amazing for people who can still love it after turning their hobby into a career. Everyone believes that Leila must be such a person. If not, she
There should be better choices.
"By the way, Xino -" a voice suddenly came from the crowd, causing everyone's discussion to stop for a moment, and their eyes fell on the girl who had been listening quietly: "What is your dream?"
?”
Xino couldn't tell whose voice it was for a moment. It sounded familiar, but after looking around, she felt that it didn't look like anyone else. This reminded her again of the person who had appeared in her dream until now.
She still hasn't figured out the identity of the other party - maybe they are the same person? It's all just to appear at the most critical moment and remind her of something.
Does this mean that at some point, people will always involuntarily hear some echoes from the past? The girl can't tell whether she is in a dream or reality. Only one thing is certain: certain people and certain things
, some emotions will only live in the past, but the dreams of these young people will always be towards the distant future.
Xino smiled softly and said with a serious and sincere expression: "My biggest dream is to hope that you all live well."
Don't be sad, don't be confused, and don't live in the past.
Those who have dreams should move forward bravely.