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When Su Mubei was about to leave when she was five years old, Meng Xiaofeng cried with tears and snot flying all over her nose, yelling that she was not allowed to leave.

But Su Mubei said: "When I grow up, I will come back...to raise you."

A joke in childhood, after a farewell, there has been no contact since then.

In the year of graduating from university, Meng Xiaofeng found a job that was so easy that he doubted his life.

While secretly playing with the computer, the beautiful boss suddenly appeared and looked at her with a smile, so frightened that she almost smashed the computer.

"Don't get excited, I'll just take a look, you continue to play."

"No salary deductions?"

"Well, no deduction." I promised to support you, of course I can't break my promise.

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☆, get together and separate

In Meng Xiaofeng's limited impression, Su Mubei should be the prettiest girl in these ten miles and eight villages. Meng Xiaofeng lacked vocabulary when he was a child, so if he had to describe it.

Then Su Mubei should be a princess in a fairy tale, dazzling and eye-catching, the absolute protagonist.

After eating the ice cream in his hand, Meng Xiaofeng poked his mouth a few times and sucked the ice cream stick several times before giving up.

Looking up and seeing that the ice cream in Su Mubei's hand was only half eaten, his heart was itchy, and then he reached out and grabbed it without saying a word.

The ice cream in his hand was empty, Su Mubei was slightly taken aback, and then saw a gluttonous child who ate up all the ice cream that belonged to her.

"I've already bitten that ice cream, isn't it too dirty?" Su Mubei asked softly.

How could Meng Xiaofeng care about these things, he was busy eating ice cream, one bite after another, as if he was very afraid that Su Mubei would snatch the ice cream back again.

When she was young, Meng Xiaofeng ate very fast no matter what she ate, she devoured like a girl, because she always wanted to finish her own portion, and then grab Su Mubei’s portion, typically eating what was in the bowl. Look at the pot.

"Eat slowly, I won't fight with you."

Su Mubei took out the handkerchief he always had from his pocket, and thoughtfully helped Meng Xiaofeng wipe off the stains on the corners of his mouth.

Meng Xiaofeng cheerfully gnawed on the ice cream, shook his head contentedly, when he laughed, he would reveal his cute dimples, and sighed vaguely in his mouth.

"good to eat."

Su Mubei looked at her who was greedy, his eyes waved slightly, and the corners of his mouth curled up softly, then he raised his hand and fondled her hair.

Ever since Meng Xiaofeng could remember, Su Mubei had been by her side all the time. She was the neighbor's elder sister, a well-behaved and sensible young lady who was especially easy to bully.

Meng Xiaofeng's family lives in a courtyard house in the small town, while Su Mubei is another resident in the courtyard house.

The two live next to each other.

There is a five-year age difference between the two of them. When Meng Xiaofeng was born, Su Mubei was already in the first grade with his schoolbag on his back.

There are only two children in the courtyard, so they inevitably become each other's only playmates.

Meng Xiaofeng is a typical bear kid, jumping up and down mischievously, while Su Mubei is a typical "child from other people's family", well-behaved, sensible and filial.

Her grades are the first in her grade, and her grades are also the first in her grade, but Meng Xiaofeng's first grade may need to add the last two words.

Such a result can make the parents who are elementary school teachers very angry. They chanted all day long:

"Who did you inherit your IQ from? Your mother and I are both teachers. Logically speaking, the child is not far behind. Why did you give birth to such an idiot?"

"Look at Mu Bei next door, and then look at you, causing trouble all day long."

"Mu Bei got another three-good student, how about you? At least try to cheer me up."

"Bring me a feather duster, this bastard gave me another zero egg."

As long as the results are announced, Meng Xiaofeng will inevitably be beaten up by Fatty.

What people are most afraid of is comparison, and what they like most is comparison. Comparing grades when you are young, comparing work when you grow up, comparing husbands after marriage, and comparing children when you have children.

Living in the same yard, Su Mubei has good grades, looks fair and clean, and wears clean clothes. Compared with Meng Xiaofeng's slovenly and mischievous appearance, it is really a world apart.

Under such a harsh comparative environment, Meng Xiaofeng not only didn't forge ahead because of it, but was unwilling to play with Su Mubei, and even childishly "bullyed" her.

How can a five-year-old bully a ten-year-old?

It was nothing more than Su Mubei letting her go and not caring about her.

Su Mubei has no father or mother. She only has a grandmother who depends on her for life. As she gets older, her health deteriorates day by day. When Su Mubei was ten years old, her grandmother suddenly fell ill.

At the funeral, Meng Xiaofeng saw Su Mubei crying for the first time. She was kneeling in front of the mourning hall, her shoulders trembling slightly from crying. It was a lonely and thin figure.

Seeing her like this, Meng Xiaofeng's eyes also turned red. She doesn't know how to comfort others, and the greatest comfort she can give is just one sentence.

"Su Mubei, don't cry, at worst I will never bully you again."

It was also that year that Su Mubei left this small town and this courtyard.

She followed the father who appeared suddenly, got in a luxury car, and left here forever.

Meng Xiaofeng was crying, dragging the corner of Su Mubei's clothes, with a big snot running out of his nose, and talking nonsense.

"Su Mubei, what should I do if you leave? My mother said that my grades are poor. When I grow up, I will definitely not be able to find a job. I can only pick up garbage to live."

With a big snot hanging, Su Mubei habitually took out a handkerchief and wrung the snot off.

"I don't want to pick up trash by myself, so don't leave." Meng Xiaofeng cried loudly.

The grown-ups standing aside burst into laughter when they heard such words.

No matter how much Meng Xiaofeng cried and made trouble, Su Mubei still left.

Before leaving, she whispered to Meng Xiaofeng:

"When I grow up, I will come back to you. I won't let you pick up trash, I will support you."

She swore that ten-year-old Su Mubei made this childish promise to five-year-old Meng Xiaofeng.

As a joke when I was young, Su Mubei never came back.

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Many years later, Meng Xiaofeng and Su Mubei met again, but in the end she was still alone, and she embarked on a journey alone, walking on unfamiliar streets.

A series of rear-end collisions occurred on the road ahead, causing the entire highway to be congested for nearly four hours, with vehicles standing still like stacked trains.

A medium-sized tourist bus was congested in the road, and a child in the bus kept crying, and the sound of "babbling and babbling" could be heard endlessly.

Passengers looked out of the window from time to time, looking at the cars that could not be seen in front of them, and listening to the disturbing cries, they began to be on the verge of an explosion.

"How long will this be blocked, it's so annoying."

A word of complaint caused waves in the water.

"It's been a long time. What's the situation ahead?"

"How did your travel agency plan the route? I went out to travel to relax, but I was stuck in traffic most of the time."

"..."

The tour guide sitting in the co-driver turned her head when she heard the sound. With a flattering smile on her face, she kindly explained the accident ahead, promising that the vehicle should be able to pass normally in about an hour.

But an hour later, the vehicle still did not move.

"I'm xxxx."

The swear words burst out, and the thanked man uttered angrily. Then he pointed at the crying child in the front row and shouted.

"Can you take care of this brat, crying and crying all the way, it's already annoying enough, it's so noisy that I want to hit someone."

The child's parents glanced at the irritable bald man, and replied without apology.

"The child is going to cry, what can I do?"

Hearing this, the bald man stood up from his seat in a jerk.

"Damn it, if this poor kid cries again, believe it or not, I will strangle him to death."

"Then try pinching one, and I'll see if you dare."

The parents of the child were not afraid, holding the infant child in their arms, and confronting it confidently.

"Alright, alright, don't say a word."

The peacemaker stepped forward in due course, but the conflict did not just disappear.

Arguing, fighting, crying, the car was very lively.

Meng Xiaofeng was sitting by the window, she glanced at the few people who were fighting, and frowned slightly.

She didn't step forward to fight, and she didn't want to watch any excitement. After casting a glance, she shook her head and put on the earphones. She turned up the volume of the music to the maximum, trying to isolate the disturbing noise.

I don't know how long it took, the sky gradually darkened, the setting sun in the distance turned red, and the poplar trees on the side of the road stood straight, one after another.

White "feathers" fell from the sky.

It seems to be snowing.

"Little girl."

There was a voice calling, and Meng Xiaofeng turned his head to look at the caller. He was an old man around 60 years old. The old man's hair was black but the ends were white. He should have dyed his hair.

Sitting in two rows, the old man sat beside Meng Xiaofeng.

"Little girl... are you traveling alone?"

"Correct."

After Meng Xiaofeng's simple reply, he politely smiled at the old man, with a little alienation.

"Why didn't you come out with your boyfriend?"

The old man wanted to chat with the young girl, but the girl didn't seem to resist, so she replied.

"No boyfriend."

"Then there must be someone you like, why didn't you ask him out together?"

Meng Xiaofeng's expression changed slightly, and the polite smile at the corner of his mouth gradually froze, and the old man added knowingly when he saw the situation.

"It's boring to be stuck in this traffic for too long. I just want to chat with someone. Girl, don't bother with me, an old woman."

The frozen smile on the corner of her mouth unfolded again, she smiled lightly.

"There is someone I like, but..."

Speaking of this, a bitterness overflowed from the corner of his mouth unconsciously.

"Just...just..."

It seems that it takes a lot of courage to speak the next words out. Meng Xiaofeng has spent so many years, but she has always stayed where she is. She dare not say it, and she can't say it.

"It's just... she's a girl."

A dark secret buried in the bottom of my heart.

Countless times, when her parents forced her to go on a blind date or get along with others, she wanted to say this sentence, but the words were always hovering on her lips and could not be said.

She dare not.

She is just a cowardly existence curled up in a corner, selfish and cowardly.

So she indulged herself, indulged herself in front of strangers, and bravely confessed once, even if she got cold eyes and spurned.

Because they have never met each other before, and because they will never see each other again in the future, it seems that they don't need to care about the stranger's spurning and indifference.

Sure enough, the old man was slightly taken aback when he heard the words, the wrinkles on his face were layered, and the deep-set eye sockets showed a little disbelief.

"You heard me right, I like girls, it's weird, right?"

Meng Xiaofeng grinned, seemingly not caring, but in fact he was covering up the panic in his heart, even if it was a stranger who would never see her again, he would still care about her cold eyes and sarcasm after all.

Living in the eyes of others, living in the established rules, after all, she can't get over it, and she can't yell at those self-righteous people: whoever I want to be with, who I like, who I love, is gay or not, it's up to you Shit?

"If you like it, you like it. It's not surprising." The old man said.

The old man took Meng Xiaofeng's hand with wrinkled hands, patted it lightly as if comforting, and explained.

"People live a lifetime, whether they are happy or not, they should live for themselves. It is not easy to meet someone you like... Many people will never meet true love in their lifetime. If you are lucky enough to meet, there is no need to be wronged Give up this luck by yourself."

The old man's heartfelt words echoed in his ears, which made Meng Xiaofeng, who had been lingering all this time, suddenly feel that this world is not full of malice, it still has a beautiful side, and there are still people who recognize you.

The wind outside the car window was cold, and the snow was getting bigger and bigger. She took out her mobile phone and sent a text message to Su Mubei.

----It's snowing and it's a little cold.

There was no reply, and there will be no more reply. At the beginning, Meng Xiaofeng resolutely severed all contact, and it took two years.

Su Mubei, how are you doing?Don't live too well, don't live too bad.

Too good and I'll be jealous, too bad and I'll be sad.