[Danmei] You and I never meet

The days that followed were uneventful.Going to work in a fast food restaurant (later, it turned out that Christine is really an out-and-out mom), went to Dr. Blanche for a routine checkup on Friday, and went shopping with Ye Yincheng every now and then. Cook yourself a big meal, and spend the next two days killing the leftovers by yourself.The days are really dull, and I am really satisfied.

A person always looks forward to wandering the world before experiencing ups and downs, but after he has been blown by wind and rained, he understands the preciousness of stability and plainness.This is not truth, this is the portrayal of most people.One day later, I saw a sentence on the Internet that deeply touched the string in my heart: I have heard many truths, but I still can’t live a good life.

indeed so.Most of the time, when we are young, we are like moths flying to the flame and Kuafu chasing the sun, living desperately to death in order to pursue the light in our hearts.Later, when we were no longer young, we had restraints, timidity, and cherishment in our hearts, and we began to transform into the most sneering people we used to be. We traded the pain we experienced when we were young in exchange for a lifetime of peace waiting.We have changed from a person who listens to reason to a person who speaks reason.

This Friday, when I came back from a routine inspection, I hadn’t settled down on the sofa when I heard the doorbell ding dong ding dong.

I had no choice but to get up to open the door, but saw Ye Yincheng standing outside.

She was wearing jeans, a T-shirt, and a low peaked cap with all her hair tucked into a coil.Looking cool, she smiled at me brightly and said, "Come to play with you."

Her voice sounded ruffian, a little hoarse, like a boy.

I once heard that there is a strange species in this world called female men.I suddenly felt that Ye Yincheng was also a woman.The so-called female man is a woman when she should be a woman, and a man when she should be a man. She has a unique neutral beauty on her body, like a thorny rose in the desert, enchanting and strong.

I welcomed her in and asked, "Why does your voice sound hoarse? Do you have a cold?"

She nodded and said, "I didn't wear enough clothes when I went out yesterday, and it was windy all afternoon."

I let her make it herself, and I went to the kitchen to help her squeeze the juice.She never drank freshly squeezed juice.

I raised the volume a little and asked, "You were out all afternoon yesterday?"

She leaned against the door frame of the kitchen and said, "A child at home is going to celebrate her birthday, and my mother asked me to buy a gift for her and mail it back."

I was dumbfounded when I heard this, and asked, "Is it a very important relative?"

She rolled her eyes and said, "Simply speaking, it's the son of my father's sister's husband's sister."

I was dazed by her long list of pronouns, and I didn't intend to sort out the relationship, as long as I knew it was a relative far away, I felt a little inconceivable and asked: "Then your mother still asked you to be so serious about it?" Do you want to buy gifts from the United States and send them back?"

She said this in a very indifferent tone, as if this matter had nothing to do with her, as if she was just playing the role of a good daughter in it.However, she also ignored it. If she didn't care and didn't want to argue for her parents, how could she spend the whole afternoon picking out a gift for a child.

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