gentle fairy tale

"Songxi, drink some water."

Zhou Qingyuan looked at her worriedly: "Why is your face so red? Are you sick?"

Pei Songxi sat across from her, and slowly reached out to hold the teacup.When she came here before, her expression was very flat.But this time, her low fever has not subsided, her cheeks are flushed abnormally, but her eyes are bright: "Mianmian came back yesterday."

Zhou Qingyuan was stunned: "I'm back, you and her..."

Pei Songxi pursed her lower lip, and slowly tightened her fingers resting on the teacup, her thin knuckles turned white from too much force: "I gave her the wrong guidance. It was my fault."

Mianmian treats her with admiration, respect, and family love, but she should not like it.

Moreover, she felt that she could not forgive what happened last night.

Obviously...she was already awake the moment Yu Mian leaned over, but she pretended not to wake up, it was just a moment of selfishness, the next second...felt her soft and soft lips falling down like petals Come, fall on her eyelashes.

That was the girl she watched growing up little by little, and she knew for the first time that her breath was so sweet, and her kisses were so pious, sincere and hot, making her heart beat for her uncontrollable madness.

It was like a person returning from the night who had walked the whole way in the wind and snow, and saw a solitary light on the endless and lonely snowfield.So she was greedy and yearning, and even wanted to hold this ray of light and hide it in her arms.

No need to think about it, she knew that it must be the throbbing at that moment that leaked her secret.

Hearing her simple words, Zhou Qingyuan stared at the almost blue knuckles she pinched on the rim of the cup, stood up and snatched the water cup from her hand: "Calm down, Songxi."

She didn't seem to have seen Pei Songxi so out of control.

It seems that when he was a teenager, this person was already indifferent and scheming.But now, seeing her falling into such a contradictory and emotional state, she was really surprised—that little girl named Yu Mian had so much influence and interference on her.

Pei Songxi lowered her eyes, and it took a long time before she spoke: "There are too many problems between me and her. She is too young, because I didn't grasp the way we get along well, which made her unable to distinguish between family affection, attachment, admiration and admiration. ... and like. I ... I will not see her again."

As she was talking, she suddenly stopped talking.

The little girl who grew up beside her, she is such a beautiful young girl, and she...she is older than her, not to mention, her heart is stuck in the rainy night of her teenage years and she can't get out.With such an out-of-control mental state, how could she...

Zhou Qingyuan saw that she was deeply troubled: "Songxi, stop blaming everything on your fault, okay? Just like when your mother passed away, it was because your father thought that your father locked her in the house and didn't let her out You brought her out because she lied to you, it was the medicine and the knife she bought herself, it was someone else's mistake, not yours, okay?"

Pei Songxi didn't speak, her thin lips were tightly pressed into a line, but her eyes became brighter and brighter.

Zhou Qingyuan looked at her very worriedly, aware that she seemed to be on the verge of emotional collapse, and tried to soften his tone as much as possible: "Just like now, you think Yu Mian is still young, but isn't this her own choice? I observe From the way you get along, I think there is nothing wrong with you treating her. You are gentle, tolerant, and respectful. But feelings are wonderful. Like a match that is lit, you will never know. When will it light up."

Pei Songxi suddenly pushed the chair away and stood up. The chair was knocked down and hit the hard marble floor with a 'bang'. Her voice was also cold and hard: "No... no. My mother died that year, it was me The pharmacy and supermarket that I accompanied her to, Mianmian was in so much pain because of me... I lit the match."

"Songxi!"

Pei Songxi stepped back a few steps, as if gradually regaining some sense.

She breathed a sigh of relief, and said after a few seconds: "I'll go first...I'll go first."

Yu Mian woke up early in the morning, and the moment she opened her eyes, she always felt that everything that happened last night was just a dream.

Last night, she came out of Pei Songxi's room, went back to her own room, and sat down dejectedly.

Aunt Pei said she didn't like her.

Not at all.

So, what she thought she had captured, bits and pieces, seemingly invisible preferences... might all be her hallucinations.

She sat down against the sliding door and sat in the dark for a long, long time.The strange thing is that she didn't cry, but just recalled what Pei Songxi said over and over again.

She told her to go out, she said sorry, she said... didn't like it.

Yu Mian didn't know when she fell asleep.She stood up holding the doorknob, feeling her legs were sore and numb, as if countless ants had crawled over them.After a while, she slowed down and walked to the bed.

The phone was dead long ago, so she charged it and turned it on.

There is a message from the railway system in the inbox, reminding her of the train number and time to return to Yongzhou today... There are only a few hours left, and she is leaving.

She stood up and decided to go to Pei Songxi.

But when she went to knock on Pei Songxi's room, the door opened as soon as it was pushed, and the person who was supposed to recover from his illness went out at some point.The quilt was laid out neatly, and the sheets didn't have a single wrinkle. The room was as cold and clean as hers.

Searching upstairs and downstairs, Yu Mian saw her everywhere.

She thought for a long time and called her.

No one answered the phone.

But soon, a piece of news came back—she was in the cemetery.

When Yu Mian walked outside the cemetery, it was raining lightly again.

The location of this cemetery is very remote, the environment is good, very secluded.Of course, the price of each cemetery is quite astonishing. Someone joked that the place where the dead live is more expensive than the place where the living live.

This is the second time for Yu Mian to come here, the last time was the National Day last year.During the new year this year, she was alone in a small hotel room, and she was unable to come to pay respects to Zhou Ruyun.

From a distance, she saw clearly the cold and slender figure in front of the tombstone, bent slightly, and put down a bouquet of flowers.

She didn't think why she was here.

Was it because she was in a bad mood and had no one to talk to, so she came here without an umbrella in the rain, just to talk to her deceased relatives?

Yu Mian was stabbed hard by this feeling of desolation.

She stood there, stared at her for a long time, and when she calmed down, she walked over holding an umbrella, and called her in a low voice: "...Aunt Pei."

Pei Songxi seemed to have known she was coming, without turning around, she only asked softly, "Have you been waiting for a long time?"

Yu Mian shook her head: "No."

The light rain from the sky was pattering, falling on her umbrella and onto the soft ground.

She still took a step forward, and the umbrella covered her body, finally leaving a small dry space.

Her voice was also wet by the spring rain: "You have a fever...don't get caught in the rain."

Pei Songxi smiled lightly: "It's okay."

Tall pine and cypress trees are planted around the cemetery, tall and straight and verdant.Next to the cemetery, there are few flowers blooming, the light yellow winter jasmine blooms just in time, the purple daisy is graceful and graceful, and there are some wild flowers that have failed to bloom, the petals are broken, and they cannot be named.

Yu Mian looked at her back, determined to speak first, but Pei Songxi suddenly asked her: "Do you remember... what I told you when I was here last year?"

"Well, remember."

Pei Songxi repeated what he said that day, with a slightly hoarse voice: "Time is such a wonderful thing. Time...is very ruthless. Mianmian, have you ever thought about it, I am older than you."

Yu Mian was stunned, she became a little nervous: "What are you talking about?"

Pei Songxi said in a flat voice, "Time and death are unsolvable problems. You know these truths when you are young. Time is passing by every day, and death is inevitable. So I will too. I will grow old first." Go, die first. Aren't you afraid, Mianmian."

Yu Mian's breathing became disordered, and her voice was trembling: "Don't say that... Aunt Pei, don't say that, okay?"

When she was young, she said that she would never leave for the rest of her life, but now she said that she would grow old and die first.

She clearly knew what she was afraid of.

Pei Songxi heard the panic and fear in her words, and knew that she was most afraid of life and death in the world and the impermanence of time. After all, when she was so young, she would cry for a Chinese text, and she was relieved only after she got the promise that she would always be by her side ... Maybe she can use other ways to make her obedient, but this is the most useful.

She remembered what other people said about her, saying that she was cold-blooded and ruthless... At first she thought it might not be the case, but now she had to agree that she was so... cold and cruel.

She actually discussed this issue with Mianmian in such a calm tone.

But she continued to speak calmly, brushing the blooming flowers beside the tombstone with her fingertips: "You are this flower that is blooming. I may be this flower that is about to wither."

"Aunt Pei..."

There was already a cry in Yu Mian's voice, she interrupted her with sobs: "I don't allow you to say that about yourself..."

Pei Songxi smiled faintly, her fingertips brushing over the petals were trembling slightly, but her voice was still so calm: "You want to have a complete and beautiful person, not me—a person who is older than you. Broken and unhappy me in my late 20s."

She turned her head and looked directly at her: "You know what?"

The young girl wept silently, shook her head stubbornly, and was speechless.

When Pei Songxi saw her crying, he felt his heart was about to break.

But she continued to talk, with a gentle tone: "Mianmian. The world is very big, you should see more. Okay?"

Yu Mian finally held back her tears: "Okay, I, I'll go and see... I'll give you the answer to the question you asked."

After she finished speaking, she turned around and left, her slender shoulders trembling slightly, but she was so tenacious and stubborn.

She cried as she walked, crying and crying and telling herself to hold back from the bottom of her heart.

But the next second... why did he start crying again.

Pei Songxi watched her walk away from the same spot, and watched her figure gradually disappear. She felt as if something had been cut off from her heart, and the pain was severe.

Unknowingly, she burst into tears.

She said softly in her heart.

Goodbye... Mianmian.