If the fleeting year has not come

Senior sister's house and grandma's house are in two directions, I followed her cautiously, and I didn't go back until she came home.Grandma asked me where I had been, and I said that I had joined the interest class, and my grandma agreed very much, saying that I should make more good friends.

After walking with my senior sister for a few days, she finally discovered my existence.

"Are you from our school too? I keep running into you these days." She turned to greet me.

I nodded, feeling a little sad, and she forgot me again, obviously I spent so much effort to remember her.

"What grade are you in? You're so small." She asked me with a smile. I will remember that smile forever, a smile warmer than the sun under the sun.

"First grade."

"She is small and her voice is small, and she blushes, which is really interesting." In order to hear me clearly, she drew closer to me.

Needless to say I knew I was blushing too close.

"I've never seen you go this way before, are you a transfer student?" She continued talking to me.

"I moved here recently." I shook my head. It's normal for her not to remember me. There are so many people and so many things every day, and I am so unremarkable.

"No wonder, let's go home together in the future, anyway, it's too boring for me to go home alone."

"Okay." The haze in my heart was swept away, and the senior sister took the initiative to invite me to go home together.

"You look so pretty when you smile, and your expressionless face is scary." The senior sister naturally took me and raised my hand, "Have I seen you before? I seem to have a little impression but I don't remember much. Hey, I don't have a good memory. , don’t mind if you keep forgetting things.”

"No." I shook my head, the joy in my heart boiled again, she actually remembered me, even if only a little bit, "Thank you that day."

"That day, which day?" The senior sister scratched her hair, as if she couldn't remember.

"It's nothing." Forget it, it's okay.

"Oh, I remembered!" The senior patted her forehead exaggeratedly, "It's a trivial matter, just pass by and you can't see it. Those little kids in your class don't look like boys."

I laughed along, and the senior sister smiled very cutely.

"Speaking of which, you really don't have parents?" Senior sister asked cautiously, gossip is a girl's nature.

I shook my head, "They're just not together anymore, you've seen them."

"I've seen it? When, I don't remember at all."

Senior sister looks carefree and heartless, not at all like me, every time I see her, I am so happy.

"One night the school was closed and I was waiting for them."

"Remember, your family actually has a car. I heard that only rich people can afford a car. Your family is rich, right?"

"I don't know. My mother said that the things outside are not clean, and she won't let my grandma give me pocket money." I don't have any idea about money. There are always a lot of snacks at home. If I need school supplies, I will tell my grandma and she will prepare them. Except that the school needs to pay money sporadically, there is basically no chance to get in touch with money.

"Well, you are quite pitiful, and I will share it with you in the future." The senior sister said righteously.

"I'll ask grandma for some money." I was a little embarrassed.

"It's okay, it's okay, let's talk about it later when your mother gives you pocket money."

The way home with the setting sun was very short, and I arrived at the senior sister's house without saying a few words.

"Where is your home, tomorrow I will ask you to go with me." Senior sister asked me standing downstairs.

"I have to go a little further. I need to pass this way to go to school. Let me call you." This was the first time I lied, and my heart was beating so fast.

"Okay, I'm going upstairs, you go back quickly." The senior sister waved goodbye to me, then turned and went upstairs.

The elder sister's family lives not far from the school. It is said that it is a residential area of ​​some kind of factory, and it takes 15 minutes to walk.My grandmother lived in a small courtyard house on the other side, 10 minutes walk from the school, so I had to go out an hour earlier every day in order to go to school with my senior sister.

My grandma is very satisfied with my recent performance. She goes to school to exercise in the morning, and also participates in an interest class after school. Finally, she actively participates in campus activities.

I just smiled when I heard my grandma say this. This is a little secret hidden in my heart. When I was seven years old, I had my own secret, the secret about my senior sister.

As expected, the senior sister did not break her promise, and she excitedly dragged me to the canteen during the break the next day. The small room was packed with people. It was my first time here, it was so exciting.

"Come, come, let's see what you want to eat." The senior sister pulled me into the crowd, "This is chili cakes and spicy strips, and the sugar over there is sour, and there is soda, but the taste is not very good. This candy is not bad, but it is sticky to the teeth."

She supported the counter with one hand, and stretched out the other hand to shield me from the crowd, while introducing me.

"I don't know." It's something I haven't seen before, and my choice difficulty may have existed at that time.

"Do you want to eat spicy food?"

"good."

"Understood, let's just buy the spicy strips. It's cheaper and the quantity is more. It's just right for the two of us to eat." She made a decision, and bravely walked towards the only waiter at the counter with a pack of spicy strips.

I was gradually squeezed out of the crowd, and I suddenly thought of the scene of hungry wolves fighting for food in the animal world on TV. Although it was very cruel, it was beautiful because of the seniors.

Not long after, the senior sister squeezed out of the crowd, holding a bag of spoils in her hand and looking at me showing off, "Professional grabbing hot strips."

We sat under the banyan tree in the playground and ate the package of spicy strips. Although it was full of low-quality spices and dried tofu, it was better than all the snacks I had eaten before.But it's really spicy. In fact, I don't eat spicy food, not at all, because my mother doesn't like it.

At noon, I started to have a stomachache, and I didn't even eat lunch because of the pain.At that time, I was taking lunch at the school, and there was a special classroom to sleep after eating, and I brought my own quilt to go in winter.It's not that grandma doesn't want to make lunch, but she thinks I should stay at school more and communicate with my classmates more.

In the afternoon, the pain in my stomach was unbearable, and I was sweating and trembling in my calves when I was sitting. The teacher in charge was a freshly graduated college student. He was an awesome male math teacher. He took me to the infirmary, and then the school drove me to the hospital. .

Acute gastroenteritis, injections, medicines, hanging water, tossing in the hospital for three days.

My father came back halfway from his business trip, and asked the aunt who was in charge at noon what he had eaten for me. In fact, I didn’t eat anything, just because of the package of spicy strips. Of course, if I was killed, I wouldn’t betray my sister Just clutching my stomach and screaming for pain.

It is said that my mother traveled around to unknown places, and she did not show up until the third day when I was discharged from the hospital.

That was the first time they met after they separated, and it was also the first time they quarreled. Although separated by a wall in the ward, the sound was so loud that I could still hear it.

I rested at home for a week before returning to school. My parents sent me to school together.My father parked the car at the school gate, and my mother helped me carry my schoolbag, and then they waved goodbye to me together.

This kind of scene was seen by many classmates. They stopped calling me an unwanted child and called me a princess, because I have a beautiful father and mother, and a car.

Now that I think about it, it's funny, but children are so straightforward, and they will easily change the mind of the supervisor because of a little thing.

The senior sister was always puzzled when I was in the hospital. Why did I suddenly get sick and hospitalized? I smiled and told her that it was common for me to take medicine and stay in the hospital, so don’t worry.

I forgot to mention that my health is really bad, but it is not a big problem, but a strange disease.This kind of disease is said to be rare. I don't remember the long and complicated name. It probably means that the skin will gradually turn black and hard, and finally die.Of course, I don’t necessarily die, as long as I go to the doctor for regular checkups and take medicine, so I’m still alive and well.

So I never wear skirts, and I rarely wear short sleeves, because there are some things like unicorn skin on my calves and arms. Part of the skin is necrotic, and some new ones grow out. The purple-black color is mixed with the beige color of the new flesh. It's a bit hideous and scary together.

Our little days were very ordinary and happy, at least for me, and then we ushered in the annual school sports meeting.At this time, I am in the second grade and my senior sister is in the fourth grade.

The school attaches great importance to the school sports meeting, and specially took us to the city gymnasium to hold it, and we regarded the sports meeting as an autumn outing, and everyone happily prepared drinks, snacks and toys.

Grandma prepared a large school bag for snacks and a big kettle, but it was filled with boiled water, because my mother would not drink drinks, which would be unhygienic and unhealthy.

Before going to bed, I sneaked in some snacks and brought them to my senior sister to eat tomorrow.

I was so excited that I didn't fall asleep until dawn. This was the first time I expected group activities, all because of my senior sister.

Taking the bus to the gymnasium is allocated according to age and class. The first grade corresponds to the sixth grade, the second grade corresponds to the fifth grade, and the third grade corresponds to the fourth grade. It is a bit disappointing not to be able to match with the senior.

I was paired with a fifth-grade boy with yellow mud in his nails and matted and greasy hair. He stuffed a bunch of pictures in his pockets wherever he went.The school asked the paired partner to walk hand in hand, neither he nor I agreed, so I used two lollipops to lure him to change places with a clean-looking senior in a blue tracksuit in his class.

There is also a plum on the lollipop, one per person, a deal.

Although this senior is not the senior I want, she is still much better than that dirty boy.

"An Yu, right? My name is Zhao Yuexi. You can call me brother Xi or senior. You can just follow me these two days." The boy who called himself Zhao Yuexi sat next to me.