england autumn

The school my mother chose for me is in London, a private girls’ school. Like many Chinese students, I chose A-level subjects such as mathematics and physics. This choice is not because I like science, but because I like science. My English will never be as good as that of local students.

The novelty passed quickly, and I spent most of my time in class and in the library.There are very few friends around me, only a Chinese girl named Kary is my best friend.I am not a person who likes to socialize, and lively places always make me feel uncomfortable, which probably has something to do with my childhood experience.

My father died of illness when I was three years old. In order to create a better living environment for me, my mother gave up her job as a teacher and started a business.My maternal grandparents have long passed away, and my grandparents don't like girls, so I was sent to various boarding nurseries and kindergartens early.I only go home on weekends, and my mother usually cooks all kinds of seafood that I like to eat. After meals, she often hugs me, tells me stories, and sings nursery rhymes.

Mother always said that she had never seen such a well-behaved child, as if she knew that she was not cared for, she always sat there quietly and never cried.

These are what my mother told me, and what I can remember is always Friday evening, I sat in the classroom, looking at the big tree outside the window, when the shadow covered my face, the teacher would call me softly , Ruirui, your mother is here to pick you up.

As I grew up, the conditions at home got better and better. However, my mother had always been strict with me, and my pocket money was always at the middle and lower levels in the class.Fortunately, I have no requirements for the cost of clothing. A few school uniforms should be washed clean. Only when buying books and painting utensils will I pursue quality. My mother also supports this, although she doesn't like me reading too much. , always told me that you are too lonely at a young age, which is not a good thing.

I don't know how to answer, and sometimes I try to take the initiative to make friends, but after getting along for a long time, I don't know what to say.Teenage girls pay attention to how they dress, the white shirt of the class next door is so handsome today, which singer is going to hold a concert in this city, etc. I don’t understand these things, and I don’t know how to answer the conversation. Then he had the reputation of being aloof and arrogant.

There have also been little boys who stuffed me with notes, or talked to me on the road after evening self-study. I always put my studies as the top priority, but I knew it in my heart, but it was because I didn't like them.

I never seem to like anyone.

Sometimes my mother would look at me worriedly and say, I really don’t know if you will be able to marry in the future, I’m acting like a baby, I don’t want to marry, and I will stay with my mother for the rest of my life.My mother always said that my mother can't be with you for the rest of my life, and you still have to find a suitable husband and mother to be at ease.

The peaceful and quiet life lasted until the summer vacation of the first year of high school. One day, my mother suddenly told me that she had chosen a British school for me. I could apply for a British university after two years of A-level and finish my master’s degree. If she wants to study for a Ph.D., she will continue to support me.

I was a little surprised, but soon calmed down. After all, many brothers and sisters from my mother’s friend’s family went to the UK to study for undergraduate and master’s degrees, and I could vaguely feel that my mother had been planning this matter.

There is no reason to refuse.

So, after receiving a brief English assault training, I set foot on the plane to England.

My mother was so cruel that she didn't send me off. In name, it was to train me. In fact, she couldn't face the separation.

I know everything, the first idiom I learned is to depend on each other for life