wish spirit

"Mom, I'm leaving!" Tang Yuwei yelled as she tied her schoolbag and tied her shoelaces.

Hearing the answer from the woman in the bedroom, she closed the door, turned and left.

Most of the people living in the community are elderly people, and the small, pitiful open space in front of the flower bed is also occupied by old people. Every morning when she goes to school, she can pinch the other party's Tai Chi. The sound stopped abruptly, and then the old man in a white coat slowly walked home with a sword in hand.

Seeing the fat girl from Tang's family getting ready to go to school, she would greet her.

"Yo, are you going to school?"

The fat girl Tang Yuwei, who was in stark contrast to the shriveled old man, sighed in her heart, hummed and walked outside with her head down.

The schoolbag she carries is also very big, and with her broad back, it looks like a hill. This girl is not tall, and her back is always hunched. Her face is hidden in her long and slightly curly hair. Only then did he show a little face.

If it's a good-looking girl, it's very interesting.

But what Tang Yuwei said, these old people would only look at the huge back of the little girl and shake their heads, sighing and saying: "Oh, how did this Lan Juan raise her daughter, she has such a good physique, this little girl's family... oh... ..."

Tang Yuwei felt that she could guess with the back of her head that the group of old men and old ladies in the back were lamenting her huge body again.

In the past, the real 16-year-old self may have a dark start every morning under the "heavy trauma", which leads to a gloomy day, and then clench his fist in his heart a hundred times "lose weight! Become an invincible" Nice and slender man!"

Apart from body and appearance, nothing can make adolescent girls so depressed.

Although this is only a small part of life.

Although she still eats three meals a day after making the announcement every day, sometimes when her mother comes back in the middle of the night and sees that she is awake, she will share a bowl of egg custard with her.

But she is no longer her real 16-year-old self, and getting thinner and looking better is not a priority.

The fat girl was still walking hunched over with her schoolbag on her back. Her hair was long and curly. She walked at a leisurely pace. She passed by the breakfast shop outside the neighborhood and bought a deep-fried dough stick.

Her top priority now is to find that person.

The person she had forgotten for so many years, the person who somehow disappeared from everyone's memory.

The proprietress of the breakfast shop is a woman in a white apron with flour all over her clothes. She is standing in front of the frying pan and frying fried dough sticks. Her husband is standing beside her, boiling water and cooking wontons. A lot of students are here, and the business is pretty good.

"Aunt Yang, give me a fritter." Tang Yuwei said standing in front of the wooden table where the woman made noodles.

"Yeah, it's Xiaotang?" The proprietress saw the fat girl who was as tall as herself standing in front of her, and she smiled kindly. Her husband had already brought in the wontons from the corner of her eye, and the movement of making fried dough sticks was still extremely fast , turned his head and shouted into the store: "Xiang Man, come out quickly and get a fried dough stick for Xiaotang, mom can't help it!"

"Oh, I know—!" A girl's voice came from inside, the voice was a little low, but it sounded very bright.

The next moment, Xiang Man ran out after clearing the table. It was a girl with short hair, wearing a white T-shirt, and a long, thin hair hanging down her chest. She was wearing a denim jacket. It looks very old, and it looks like the style of many years ago.

"Yo, it's you!" Seeing Tang Yuwei'an standing quietly in front of the wooden table, Xiang Man quickly wrapped a fried dough stick in a plastic bag and handed it to the other party, and said with a smile, "I said you eat a fried dough stick in the morning?" !"

The fat girl still looked so quiet, she took out a small coin purse from the outer layer of her schoolbag, took out coins and handed it to Xiang Man.

Xiang Man accepted it and threw the money into the small bowl with coins on the table.

She didn't care that Tang Yuwei didn't answer her words, and went into the store again on her own.

Xiang's mother smiled, "Oh, I don't need to give you a fried dough stick."

She has opened a breakfast shop at the entrance of this community for many years, and the people in the community are familiar with each other. Tang Yuwei's mother, Zou Lanjuan, also meets her often and chats well. The two children are the same age, and they are still in the same class in junior high school. .Although Tang Yuwei's physique is better, she is well-behaved and sensible, and adults also like it.

"To give."

Tang Yuwei said in a low voice, "Auntie, I'm leaving."

"Well, walk slowly."

She gnawed on the fritters as she walked, and the days of walking to school like this were really too far away, so that when she started all over again, every step she took was a surprise.

Although there are noisy old men and old ladies in the community, even though he is still a fat man.

She looked up at the early morning sky, and remembered the day she came back suddenly. It seemed that it was also early in the morning. She scrambled out of bed, dragged her heavy and long-lost body, and looked at the swollen and ugly picture in the mirror. Although the skin on his face is good, it always feels a bit horrible when he smiles.

But it feels so good to be alive.

For her who was stuck at the moment of death, this was simply a redemption that had not been seen for many years.

It also includes the figure that flashed through my mind at the moment of life and death.

That tall and thin figure with a straight back forever.

She doesn't know if everyone is like this. At a certain moment, she thinks of a person who you suddenly feel strange, but is actually very familiar. It's like suddenly falling into a gap in time. Both sides of the gap are your lost memories. , the person in the memory is wrapped there, together with the touch and warmth that the other person once brought to you, are wrapped in layers and sealed inside, as if in this life, they will not be broken.

Become a secret that no one else can pry into.

Be what you once forgot.

Now that she has touched that soft and hard barrier, she pries into that past bit by bit, and she even returns to that past.

Her girlhood, low self-esteem, sensitive, and cautious girlhood.

But during the same period, she became so radiant again that when she thought about it later, she just felt that she had changed into another appearance for no reason, and the process of change that was miraculous to others was like working hard by herself.

Xu Xu received the sour compliment from others: "Wow, how did you insist on losing weight, you look so good-looking."

He waved his hand and said, "I don't know."

She really doesn't know, it seems that a big part of her memory is missing, no matter how she thinks about it, no matter how she tries to find old accounts, it's futile. In other people's memories, she seems to have soared into the sky like this, and she has been reborn from an ugly duckling.

It's like, everyone's memory has been washed, but they can't remember to pursue it. The past years have passed after all, and no one will insist on exploring other people's past.There are enough troubles at the moment, so there is no time to wonder about other people's irrelevance.

But now, she struggled to find a few clues from those gaps, and pieced together the face of that figure.

A gentle face that seemed to be forever smiling.

But what is her name?

Tang Yuwei couldn't think of it anymore. The appearance of that person was like a meteor falling from the sky. It was obviously a person who had existed for a long time, but she suddenly realized that there was such a person by her side when the other person appeared. one person.

As if it came for her.

Since she wrote down that wish.

After that "I want to look good" wish.

As I walked and thought, I actually walked to the school slowly. There are only two high schools in this small place, one in the city and one in the country.

The key high schools maintain their lofty dignity and are stubbornly operating in the center of the city. However, most of the good grades are children scattered in small places around the town. Coming to school every weekend is like going to a market. Small packages, so that more than half of the school is boarding students.

Tang Yuwei hated the word "living in school" since she was a child.

In junior high school, she lived for a semester because her parents went to other places to earn money, and she never had such an idea again. Eight people would be squeezed into a small room, and the upper and lower bunk beds always gave off a precarious feeling. .

Not to mention that she is still a huge girl.

Summer is extremely hot, and the whole dormitory relies on the small electric fan to survive. The extremely small wind is still hot. She always wakes up in the middle of the night, and then silently takes out her small fan to dissipate heat manually.

She hates that atmosphere, and she hates that environment.

To take a bath, you have to squeeze together with many people, seemingly unintentionally watching each other's bodies, other girls have small bodies, thin and have a youthful beauty, and she is as fat as a sumo wrestler, Occasionally, when I walk back with the washbasin in my arms, I may still be pointed at by others.

Pointing to her full back.

Pointing to her bloatedness which is completely different from the slenderness of others.

She is afraid of other people's eyes, and even more afraid of this difference.

But she is a sensible girl, even if she could live with her relatives, she still chose not to cause trouble to her parents and relatives, and silently agreed to her parents' request.

Make a wish with a clear mind while others are soundly asleep.

But she just dared to make a wish, and those who wanted to disagree with her parents were still swallowed, turned into silent compromises, became sensible, and became a good daughter of others in the gossip of others.

So she is very fortunate that her mother in high school chose to come back to work, and she can choose to go to school openly, without having to suffer every day to show her fat.

Like a cancerous tumor, a part of my body that I hate.

There are still a lot of people at the gate of Beigao in the morning, including breakfast stalls and scattered people sending off their children.

Tang Yuwei still hunched in with her schoolbag on her back, and when passing by Wenminggang, she even deliberately parted her hair to reveal the school badge on her chest.

Most of the students next to her walked to the classroom in twos and threes. She was alone, walking up by default, but she was paying attention in the corridor on her own floor, and rarely raised her head to look at the people in the window.

Faces full of vigor, some familiar, some unfamiliar, no one pays attention to the fat girl's gaze, and if they meet occasionally, they will immediately put them aside.

Class [-], Class [-], Class [-], Class [-], Class [-]...

Class [-] and [-] of senior high school have already started to read early. Sitting on the podium is a girl with short hair. From Tang Yuwei's perspective, she can only see her head hanging down and an English book that almost covers half of her face.

Could it be her?

From the day she returned to this age, she has been constantly looking for the figure in her memory, looking for it every day when she passes the corridors, runs every day, even when she is eating in the cafeteria, she will look around...

Looking forward to such a sporadic moment, the figure of that person can be caught in the eyes.

"Tang Yuwei, what are you looking at?!" A voice cut off Tang Yuwei's expectation.

She looked back and saw that it was a classmate.

A fair-skinned girl with student hair looked at her with her chin raised slightly.

"Nothing." She replied.

Zheng Rujia smiled, stared at the other person's body for a while, and said, "It's time for class. Oh, by the way, I'll take out the trash for you today. I can't carry it."

She took it for granted, turned around and left after she finished speaking.

Tang Yuwei walked slowly into the classroom without raising her eyelids as if she had never heard of it.

She is recognized as easy-talking, and she is big. Every time the group is on duty, she always dumps the biggest trash can. The boys are always laughing and running away without a trace after class, and Zheng Rujia always looks like It looked like he couldn't lift his shoulders, and he was out of breath after wiping the blackboard.

She and another girl were left in the group.

It's her deskmate.

A girl who looked smaller than the trash can, Tang Yuwei felt that asking the little bear to empty the trash can was like emptying the trash can for her!

In the end, I can only accept my fate.

She entered the classroom, put down her schoolbag, and was about to empty the giant trash can under the watchful eyes of Little Bear, when she caught a glimpse of a figure passing by the back door out of the corner of her eye.

Seems like that's what she was looking for.

The author has something to say:

Ah, the new article I’ve been thinking about for a long time) is still an old high school stalk

Let me emphasize—it is a rebirth article full of negative energy without the cheating protagonist) It’s still too late to click X! ) Erkon hand

Well, I still don't think it's going to look good, but I'll finish it