in the month you disappeared

Wu Jinchao brushed his messy hair back, and looked at Zheng Xi who was sleeping dead on the sofa from a distance.

Leaning against the window sill, by the light of the street lamp, she gently flipped through the slightly yellowed book with one hand.

"I've always suspected that my sister's natural indulgence, her happiness is at the expense of my freedom - she skipped school, joined a rock band, went to motorcycle parties, left home to wander, and a British man with a history of drug use Together - my birth is not so much a natural creation as it is due to the helpless choice of my parents.

My mother was obsessed with my education, and my father had no say in it.Every time she talked about her sister with tears in her eyes, all her father's words would be swallowed back into her stomach.

I listened quietly behind the door.

When Dad's footsteps sounded, I went back to the desk and picked up the pen.

Since kindergarten, my father would pick me up at a fixed time every day; when he saw me sitting motionless on the seat, my father would touch my head and say, "Is there any toy you like? Dad will buy it for you."

I'd smile, shake my head, and say, "Thanks dad, I don't want a toy."

I was in middle school at that time, and my classmates were used to seeing such a scene. When they were playing and chasing, there would always be a girl sitting in the middle seat of the third row and the second row, reading a book with her head down.Occasionally, instead of reading a book, when I was silently doing mental arithmetic exercises, I could see their head-to-head games and girls braiding each other's hair.

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The first time I saw her being caught by her sister in the garden, I just secretly laughed and thought, what a clown she is.

But this clown seems to be very interesting.

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She told me that she could fly, but her legs were shaking in the air. It turned out that she was afraid of heights!Why didn't she say it?In fact, clowns are also afraid of losing face.

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She reads bad love poems, shouldn't I laugh it off?Why did you blushed with her?

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Seeing her being hit by the teacher's brush, I realized that this stupid guy was found passing the note. She is so stupid...it must be very painful.

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She said she wanted to be my sister...why did I feel bored after being happy for a while?

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It turns out that memorizing texts is not such a boring thing, her hands are full of cold sweat, hehe, this guy is afraid of memorizing texts besides being afraid of heights, now he can "blackmail" her hard.

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My mother told me not to take part in strenuous exercise.But my body is not weak, and there is nothing wrong with it; I heard my mother say that my sister's heart is so wild.

What about her?She jumped up and down like a little monkey, and her heart—is it also like her sister, like a wild horse?At that time, will I be left far behind by her...

I want to catch up with her.

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I woke up early today, and there was someone waiting for me around the corner.

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She led me to run, blushing, and said, "Are you keeping up with my rhythm?" I heard your heartbeat, which is in perfect sync with mine.

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I saw her little braid floating in front of me, and I was just a little bit closer to catching her.

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She said that her father is a good person, and her mother is also a good person, but when two good people are together, they will constantly want each other to do better, so they are very tired, so they separated.Such good parents, doesn't she miss them?Still in a place where I can't see, secretly thinking.

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It turned out that she knew Lu Jun.Dad said that she was a very talented girl. She wrapped the painting in muslin and put it in a box. They...are very good friends.

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My mother said that when I play the piano, there will be a kind of happiness passed from the fingertips to my heart. She seems to have passed the happiness from her fingertips to my heart.

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If I cut off her favorite long hair, will she still...like...me?

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I want to wrap you tightly like a quilt and watch how you kick the quilt.

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She probably didn't notice it. I didn't do it on purpose... So lightly, it doesn't count... I will also... compensate you.

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She always picks carrots for me. Carrots are good for the eyes. Her myopia seems to be deepening again.How to convince her?

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Lie on me and tickle me, in fact, I am the most ticklish.

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There are a lot of envelopes in the drawer today, do you want to show her?If she gets angry...

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Stupid, I can also play the piano... Or, you don't want me to accompany you?

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It'd be nice to get a little tan so...only I can see...

......"

The clock struck twelve.

Zheng Xi suddenly opened his eyes, and his cheeks showed glistening wet marks under the light of the street lamp.

"What's wrong with you?" Wu Jin sat on the sofa beside her, "Did you have a nightmare?"

Zheng Xi blinked and rubbed his head, "I forgot, maybe. What do you want to say to me?"

"I forgot too." Wu Jin said seriously, "I can tell you what you want to hear."

"Forget it." Zheng Xi's voice was a little dry, and she looked up at the ceiling.

"Only this time, really don't want it?"

Zheng Xi looked at the pitch-black ceiling, and her voice echoed in the room.

"I know it all."

Wu Jin laughed, "What do you know?"

Zheng Xi closed his eyes, as if falling into a dream again.

"The tattoo is similar, but there's a red mole over the birthmark."

Wu Jin's smile froze for a moment, and then he regained his composure.

She walked slowly in front of Wu Jin and squatted down.

Wu Jin stared at the tears on Zheng Xi's face and said, "You can't forget her?"

"Where is she?" Zheng Xi's voice was trembling, and it sounded reminiscent of the moan@groan of a prisoner who was being abused before he died.She seemed to see something extremely painful in her closed eyes.

Wu Jin's pupils dilated slightly, surprised by Zheng Xi's expression, "Do you want to find her? Leave Lu Jun behind?"

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