Imperfect series

I can make money by myself, so I use the fonts I learned to write greeting cards for others. Although I don’t earn much, I am very happy.When I was learning how to accept orders online, it took me a while, but the sense of accomplishment after I succeeded made me feel that if my parents were gone, I might not starve to death.

I am very busy every day, and I have to concentrate on writing cards. Sometimes the whole card will be scrapped because I didn’t write it well.I finished writing the one in my hand, relaxed my whole body, looked at the beautiful English handwriting on the card, and felt that I should share the fruits of victory.

But who do you share it with?

That person is not dad and mom, I should have someone I want to share with, that person, who is it?

Did he exist?Did I forget him?

I took out my notebook from one side. This notebook was newly bought by my mother. The previous one was lost along with the bag when I was on the train.I blamed myself for a long time, because I couldn't remember when and where I left my bag.

The bag was full of things that were important to me, and I lost it.

Although I have a new notebook, a new phone and a new bag, I am not very happy.I feel that I am missing something that is very unusual to me, just like I feel sad inexplicably at this moment.But I don't know what it is.

I know that if I continue to think like this, I will be regarded as crazy sooner or later. I have told my parents before, but seeing their worried faces, I have learned to be silent now. I can't let them worry about me more up.

However, I really want to know what I forgot.

A blank mobile phone, a blank notebook, and a blank piece of memory.I've never been so obsessed with something I've forgotten, but this one was different.

At night, I had another dream. I dreamed that I was laughing. I haven’t laughed so happily for a long time. Who made me laugh.I even smelled a sweet and sour taste, like the smell of candy, although it was in a dream, but I did smell it, and I even ate it in my mouth, that kind of thick sweet and bitter taste.

When I opened my eyes, the vision was blurred and I cried.

What did I forget?I would like to know.I even desperately want to know if someone has forgotten me somewhere I don't know.

This question bothers me, as long as I am free, I will think about it.

"I want candy." I said to my father.

Dad bought me a lot of candies, and I peeled them off and put them in my mouth, but it didn't taste that way.I spit out the sugar.Dad asked me, "Isn't it delicious?"

"Not sour enough."

Dad laughed at me, "They are all big boys, why do they like sour food?"

I laughed very far-fetched, I just wanted to find that smell, the smell that appeared back and forth in the dream.

Mom bought me lemon drops, but they weren't either.I thought, after all, it was just a dream, it wasn't real, I trapped myself in that dream, and took the dream as real, which in itself is something a fool can do.

My illness is getting worse.

Perhaps, in my life, I will not meet the love that is only once in a lifetime.

love.

I touched the card on the table, and the guest asked to write a sentence of Don'tforget. This is not the first time I wrote it. I felt it when I wrote it. I wrote it, but not for the guest, but for myself.

Time passed quickly, and I celebrated my 19th birthday. I still made the cake myself. My father said that I made chocolate lava for my birthday last year. This year, I want to eat whipped cream.

When I took out the baked cake embryo and mounted it, I suddenly wanted to ask my father to come, but my father shirked it for a long time, and finally couldn't tell me, "Don't be ugly."

"No. I'll eat them all."

In the end, I ate it crying.

I said to my mother, "I must have forgotten something, I know, because I remember it in my heart, I just want to think of those forgotten things, even though I don't know what it is, but I still feel sad and want to cry." I begged her, "Mom, If you know, you must tell me, I am too uncomfortable, I am not happy at all for the feeling of thinking about it desperately, but I can't remember it. "

I was so desperate, I felt like the looming stuff was driving me crazy.I hugged my mother and cried bitterly, not caring that I was a nineteen-year-old boy.

"But even if I tell you, you have already forgotten him. He is a stranger to you. Don't you think it's embarrassing?"

"Even if it's really embarrassing, I want to know. At least it won't make me feel so painful."

"But to tell you the truth, you may suffer more." Dad said to me.

I looked at Dad and begged him, "Tell me."

Dad just told me about Wang Chi's injury, but he didn't know much about the previous ones, but I got my old notebook and mobile phone, and I thought I lost them, but they didn't, it's just that my parents hid them stand up.I stroked the cover of the book, it was such an ordinary book, but it contained all my important memories.

It took me a whole night to look back and forth between me and Wang Chi, and even Wang Chi's handwriting. I touched the handwriting that was a little strange to me with my fingers, and felt a burst of pain in my heart. General pain.

There were some candy wrappers inside, I picked it up and smelled it, it was the smell in my dream.

Can't help being sad.Sorry, I forgot you, but I really remember you, so I must like you very much, so I remember that feeling.

It's just that you should be very sad. I haven't seen you, and I have forgotten you.

I took the candy wrapper and searched for a place selling candy. With the candy, I found the hospital by myself.

Dad told me that Wang Chi hadn't woken up, because he was seriously injured and had to be rescued many times.I think he also hates me.

I knocked on the door and entered the house. There was an uncle in the house. I didn't know him, but judging by his expression, he should know me. It didn't matter.

I looked at the man lying quietly on the bed, he must be Wang Chi.What should I say now, is this the first time we meet?No, it's not.That face was not unfamiliar to me.I took out my phone, dug out the photos, and compared them. Although the person on the bed was thinner than in the photos, it was indeed him.

I put away my phone and stood there stupidly, not knowing what to do.

The uncle walked out of the house, which made me relax. Now it's just me and Wang Chi, and I can talk to him and look at him seriously.

There was a tube in his hand, and I knew it was for a bottle injection. I touched his finger with distress, "Dad said you slept for a long time." I whispered, "I'm sorry, I'm just now Come to see you, will you be in a hurry?" I even asked worriedly, "Will you not remember me when you wake up, just like me." I took out the small book and opened it. , "But I think about it now, I think about everything, not a lot, but I haven't forgotten you, really, otherwise I wouldn't have come here, right?"

There was only my voice in the room, and his breathing was very light. I stretched out my hand to touch it, and then I felt relieved. "Dad said, when you were injured, someone called him and said don't tell me. Why are you more stupid than me? Have you forgotten? My brain is sick. If you forget it, forget it. Even if you tell me I'm gone, so what can I do?"

As I was talking, I really started to worry, afraid that he would forget me too. That would be too bad. Thinking of this, I opened the small book and read it to him bit by bit.When I am tired from reading, I will peel off a candy and eat it.

I hope he can taste it too, "Do you remember what you said at that time?" Of course he would not give me any response, "Do you want to taste it?" I lowered my head, the taste of sugar was still on my tongue, I used the tip of my tongue touched his tongue.

"Can you wake up quickly, I have a lot to say to you."

I seem to think that Wang Chi frowned, maybe because the sugar is too sour.

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