Snow scene

"My mother said that if you don't study hard, you will become like your elder sister, serving tea and water to people all day long, and you don't even have your own home."

Faced with Xiaojun's innocent and ignorant eyes, I also want to call Mrs. Liu stupid, what the hell.It's true, but it's annoying.

"That's right, my sister is a useless adult, so you have to study hard and don't become like my sister." I pinched Xiaojun's face and urged him to wash his hands quickly.

"Then sister, are you the old man that your mother said?"

"My sister is here to help with a part-time job, and she is paid." I picked up a piece of meat for Xiaojun, "Don't talk while eating."

"Oh."

Xiaojun really didn't talk anymore, he finished his meal quietly without leaving a single grain of rice, he is really a good boy.

"I'm done eating, my sister's cooking is delicious." He smiled cutely.

What a good boy!

"Then sister, are you the uneducated person that your mother said you would be despised after leaving society?"

This bear boy!

I stretched out my hands and pinched his little face, "Yes! My sister is a grown-up with no education, no money, no capital, no skills, no skills! If you continue to ask, be careful that my sister infects you with the stupid cells on her body!"

Xiaojun patted my hand away, and said with disgust: "Sister, you are so naive, you can't fool me with this kind of trick."

This kid is so no fun!

Xiaojun and I had a battle of wits and courage, and Sister He finally came back, and she threw me a bag, "Have you eaten?"

"I ate it..." I opened the bag, and inside was a box of watercolor pens and a book of drawing paper, "Why did you buy this?"

"It's for Xiaojun's drawing, you try to teach him."

what?

"What are you doing in a daze, why don't you go quickly?"

Anyway, that's how it turned out.

Xiaojun took the drawing paper and pencil and stared at me for a long time. "Sister, don't you want to teach me how to draw?"

"Yes."

"Then teach me quickly."

"That's how it is..." I don't know how to teach children to draw, isn't this kind of thing that I like to draw?I thought for a while, "Can you draw my sister?"

"Sister." Xiao Jun looked contemptuous, "Actually, you don't know how to draw."

"You talk too much, so draw quickly."

"No, my sister will also draw with me." He gave me a piece of drawing paper, "Sister, draw me."

"Go, go, go."

An hour later, I looked at the woman in Xiaojun's painting and nodded with satisfaction. It is indeed a painting drawn by a child. It really is not like me at all.Xiaojun looked at my painting of him, and then at his own painting, feeling a little lost.

"You are amazing. When my sister was your age, she still couldn't draw this kind of effect." I rubbed his short short hair, and he frowned and slapped my hand away, almost crying.

This kid is so troublesome!

"As long as you practice more every day, you can draw better than me." I tried to comfort him.

"I want to be a useless adult when I grow up." Xiaojun wiped away his tears and clenched his fists, as if he had made up his mind.

What nonsense are you talking about, kid!

"Why?" I can't destroy the flowers of the motherland!

"Because my sister draws beautifully." Xiaojun asked me, "Is it possible that being a useless person like my sister can draw so well?"

"No, no, no." I quickly waved my hand to deny, "Anyone can draw well as long as they work hard, but excellent people will work harder and draw better than my sister, because my sister is too useless, so I can only draw like this , so you have to work harder in the future, and don't become such a useless person like your sister."

"Sister, you are lying!" Xiaojun patted my head indifferently, "You are not a useless person at all, you are obviously very powerful."

"Then tell me how amazing my sister is." I was amused by him.

"My sister cooks delicious food, draws well, and is a nice person..."

"That's all you say I'm good." This kid is really funny.

Xiao Jun frowned again, he held my hand, and his tone was different from that of children of the same age, "That's enough, if you can do a good job, you are already very good."

——If you can do this well, you are already very good.

In the scorching summer, the girl looked at my painting with smiling eyes and said this to me.

——Thank you, Liu Feng.

"Thank you, Xiaojun." I stroked Xiaojun's head, "You will definitely become a gentle person."

——You will definitely become a gentle person.

I said the same to Liu Feng.What did Liu Feng say at that time?She seemed to be smiling at me and said, "You are the one." She was sitting next to me at that time, with a faint mint scent on her body.It was very hot that day, and I was fanning with a fan printed with anime, and she happened to see it, so we found out that each other likes anime.That was the first time we met.She was the first person who encouraged me, the first person who supported me, and the first person who made me dare to speak out my dream of being a cartoonist.Also – the last person I want to be denied.

But now, I pushed her away, and she denied me.

I opened the address book, the phone number I dialed back that night was still there, my fingers paused on it, but finally I couldn't delete Liu Feng's new number.

Xiaojun stayed all afternoon and was picked up. Sister He talked to Mrs. Liu, and finally let her take the watercolor brush and drawing paper. "Mrs. Liu intends to enroll Xiaojun in a painting class." Sister He untied the rope, "After talking for a long time, I finally agreed. Fortunately, Mrs. Liu is a sensible person."

"It's really great." I feel happy for Xiaojun, it's really great to be able to learn what I like.

"White Rain."

"What's wrong?" Sister He called my name on a rare occasion.

Sister He didn't speak immediately, but sighed after a few seconds of silence, "...let's have noodles tonight." Then she patted my shoulder and turned and walked into the room.Sister He must want to say something to me, but now is not the time.

In the evening, I lay on the bed after washing up, turned around, took out my phone, but still couldn't delete Liu Feng's number, even though I read it so many times, I had already written it down.The noodles I ate at night were quickly digested, I rolled on the bed for a few seconds, now it was almost one o'clock, I still decided to get up for supper.

"I still don't sleep so late." To my surprise, the light in the living room was on. Sister He was sitting there making tea. There were a few small desserts on the tea table, and a cup of tea was placed on the vacant place opposite her. .

"I'm hungry, I'll get up and cook something to eat." I remember that Sister He doesn't like sweets, "Where is Sister He? Are you still awake so late?"

Sister He drank tea, her teacup was still as weird as ever, with a crooked mouth, it didn't look like a deliberate design, more like a failed product, but Sister He only used that one teacup to drink tea. "Today is a special day." She added slowly, "Ye Li's birthday."

"Ah, oh." I was stunned and didn't know how to respond to her.

Sister He poured me a cup of tea, as if she could see through my mind, "You don't have to be afraid that talking about Ye Li will make me sad, you can eat these desserts, Ye Li is a sweet tooth, this is her favorite sweet , the taste must be good."

"...Okay." I was a little embarrassed, but I forgot everything when I ate sweets, because it was really delicious, and it was even more delicious when paired with the white tea made by Sister He!too delicious!

"It's so delicious! Where did you buy it?" I said my heart.

"I made it myself..." Sister He said with a smile, "Ye Li likes to eat this the most."

The sweets in my mouth can't be swallowed anymore, and Sister He's smile is always a little more lonely. Just breaking up with Liu Feng is already very painful, so it's even more painful for Sister He to lose her lover.

——In junior year, they broke up.

I thought of what Li Lulu said, and also thought of the postcard Ye Li sent her in Sister He's drawer.I couldn't restrain my curiosity, so I ate another piece of dessert. Sister He kept looking at the empty seat opposite her. The tea on it was cold, and she changed another cup, as if Ye Li was sitting opposite her.

"Sister He..." Instead of making random guesses, I think it's better for me to ask Sister He directly, "Can you tell me about it? Tell me about Ye Li..."

Sister He paused with the teacup in her hand, "Sure, what do you want to hear?"

I was a little surprised that Sister He would agree. This is a rare opportunity. I asked what I wanted to know the most, "I heard from Li Lulu that you two broke up in your junior year. Is that true?"

"Yes." When Sister He said this, she pulled her hair, her tone was regretful, and before I could ask her, she added: "But we broke up peacefully."

"peaceful breakup?"

"Dream or lover, which one would you choose?" She asked me suddenly.

I replied without thinking: "Of course I choose both."

"Yes, it's great, you can choose both." She said helplessly, "But sometimes you can only choose one."

I thought of Liu Feng, if I had to choose between Liu Feng and drawing manga, I thought, I would choose Liu Feng, there is no reason, I just want to choose her.

When I told Sister He my true thoughts, she laughed and said, "He is really a person who attaches great importance to emotions."

She went on to say: "Both Ye Li and I chose our dreams. Ye Li has chosen English as a major since she entered university. Obviously she likes to draw, but she still chooses English. Because she wants to go abroad, she has been thinking about it. So hard. And I have always wanted to stay in my hometown to teach children. We were busy with our studies in junior year, and we had few opportunities to meet each other. Two days before she was going to go abroad, I broke up with her. Agreed, had a fight with me, but finally compromised."

"Why did you propose to break up?" I was surprised at the beginning that Ye Li's drawing skills were so good that it was just a hobby, but later I was surprised that he could break up with a foreign country.

"She went abroad for three or four years, and it was impossible for me to have the money and energy to go abroad to find her, so we might not see each other for three or four years. In addition, I have always felt inferior and didn't trust her. I thought that after a long time, she would no longer like me, and I thought that instead of living a painful foreign relationship, it would be better to just break up and live their own lives. This will not delay the other party's precious time."

"You are cruel." Although I am not qualified to say her.

"She said the same thing about me at the time. She knew me well and knew my anxiety. After a fight with me, she cried first. She hugged me and promised to break up with me, but she said that if I still love her , just wait for her."

"You two broke up like this?"

"That's how we broke up." Sister He suddenly smiled, "But Ye Li calls me every week, and our conversation is very short. She said, 'I miss you very much.' I said, 'Me too.' , almost every phone call is just these two sentences, every month I will receive a letter from her, there is only one postcard in it, a postcard hand-painted by her. "

"You guys are breaking up like this." Are you so romantic?You are really good at making codes for postcards.

"Hahaha, I think so too. I never took the initiative to call her, but she called me every Sunday without interruption." Sister He rubbed her teacup with her hands, her eyes darkened, "Even if she I can feel that she loves me even if she is not by my side." The tone of that sentence afterwards was strange, with a hint of suspicion.

I understood how the pile of postcards in the drawer came about, but the key point was the book Li Lulu was talking about, and there was no information on the Internet.

"Then you didn't send anything for your birthday?" I hope I won't ask this question too abruptly.

"Yes." Sister He didn't feel surprised, "She always likes to send me things, such as baby warmers, fleece gloves for washing clothes, and shoes that I particularly hate, and she also sends me some things that I don't like. The dress I like to wear..." Speaking of this, Sister He gritted her teeth, "The key is to send some expensive jewelry. I don't want to wear it at all. She knows it and loves to send it."

"Then did you send her something?"

"Yes, I sent those back."

Hello!What are you two doing?Is the courier fee free?

Seeing my speechless expression, Sister He laughed out loud, "She usually likes to do things for little girls. On my birthday, she sent me a gift, which was a book. There are only two copies of that book in the world. , is a book written by herself, which records the story of me and her."

Sure enough, the black book in the drawer was written by Ye Li himself.

"But..." Sister He slapped the table angrily, "That book is all in English! My English is very bad, and it took me a year to read that book!"

"It's amazing..." I don't know whether to say that Ye Li is amazing or that you can persist in reading that book. Should I say that you are worthy of being a couple?Are they all so good at playing?

"Also, Ye Li used that book and postcards to play puzzle games with me..." Sister He lifted the teapot, there was only a little tea left, and she couldn't fill the cup. She drank it in one gulp, as if she was drinking, " During the period when she was away, I also started to be busy. Whenever she was free, she would call me. She sent me the book in the first year after she left. I always read it all day in my spare time. I didn't feel sad and lonely at all at that time, I knew she was with me all the time. In those years, I wanted to see her more and more, I really wanted to see her more and more, but I didn't have the ability to see her She... we are all like that. I never talk to her on the phone or video call her, I am afraid that I will miss her more and more, and she doesn't like that. We are all working hard for our dreams, We wanted to meet each other when we were catching our dreams, and once we met at that time, we would always be together here and now. It was a curse that the two of us cast on each other, and it turned out to be a success, I saw her, she didn't see me, she never saw me again...so we couldn't be together...never together..."

Her head was resting on the sofa, her head was half up, and her messy hair fell on her face. I couldn't see her expression clearly. Thinking about it, I knew she must be crying, even though she didn't shed tears.

I didn't ask Ye Li how he died, I dare not ask this question.The atmosphere was a little awkward for a moment. I drank the tea in the cup, it was already cold, and I was a little cold.

"It's getting late, it's time to go to bed..." Sister He sat up straight and began to clear the tea sets on the table.

"Good night." After thinking about it, I can only say these two words.

I walked up the stairs slowly, there was a window at the corner, and the orange street lamp outside came in silently and landed on a few steps.It was very quiet in the middle of the night, there was no dog barking, only the gentle wind came in through the cracks in the window, I was blown a little cold, I took out my phone to check the weather forecast, the temperature is rising these days, and the snow is going to melt - no wonder tonight is particularly special cold.

I didn't close the window tightly.

Because, once it is closed tightly, crying will be heard.