Here Angels Come [Comprehensive]

Everyone in the world is in charge of a story of their own, and so does girl A.

It's just that her story is not so thrilling, not so ups and downs, it's just a very inferior story that no one wants to read more when it is taken out from the corner and wiped off the dust.

The story also has a cheesy beginning called Once upon a time.

A long time ago, girl A was an ordinary child, her innocent and pure smile was like a sunflower blooming toward the sky.

She still had a very cute name at that time, it was the name given by the elite parents who were always reserved and polite, but girl A no longer wants to remember that name.

The key impression of home in my memory seems to be a neat and clean small villa with simple and cool tones, a spacious dining table where only she sits, and the TV sound echoing in the large living room.

After cuddling the little bear and falling asleep, she was still dreaming about whether the doorbell would ring. She ran to open the door, and her parents would stand at the door. The men and women whose faces could no longer be remembered gently smiled and took her into their arms. Here, wear beautiful princess dresses for her, feed her sweet candies, and be happy together forever.

This was the best ending that girl A could think of at that time.

Then one day, as she wished, father and mother came back.

The nanny aunt who had been taking care of girl A left, and the mother took over the work of taking care of and teaching her.

Girl A's mother really has a gentle smile like girl A imagined. She teaches girl A piano, arithmetic and writing, and many things that girl A has never touched.

Girl A is studying hard, learning everything her mother taught her, the gentle and reserved temperament of her mother, and even imitating her mother's tone of voice.

But she is not a good student, and she has not inherited the cleverness and good learning of her parents at all.

She is extremely clumsy, always makes mistakes in calculation and writing, and always plays the piano wrongly, can't recite English words, and even stumbles in waka, which she was very good at before.

Girl A was terrified, she was afraid that she would disappoint her parents, she was afraid of the silence that spread in the room after her failed performance, and the expression of her mother's smile that had become lifeless.

In the end, girl A learned only one thing, a gentle smile very similar to her mother.

Soon, girl A entered school, and the time she spent studying made her lose the ability to get in touch with children of the same age. She was shy and inferior, and dared not say a word.

The sun was so warm, and the students who played games on the playground laughed so happily. She hid under the window eaves and watched secretly, pinching her rabbit pencil.

She wants to play too, but she is so stupid that she can't learn anything well.Everyone will hate her for being so clumsy and never talk to her again.

Girl A squatted in the corner of the classroom, the sun came in from the window, but she kept a clear distance from her. Listening to the laughter outside, girl A suddenly squeezed the corner of her clothes and began to cry softly.

She didn't know why she was crying, but she was so wronged and sad, why she was so bad, girl A suddenly felt as if she was torn into countless pieces.

She just squatted here and cried, picked up the pieces after crying, and glued herself quietly.

Girl A wants to be a good child, as good and calm as her parents, but the fact is that she is extremely stupid, the more she wants to do well, the worse she becomes.

After consecutive failures in the exams, the girl A could no longer keep the smile that was most similar to her mother. She almost gave up on herself and no longer imagined that she could get good grades to make her parents happy, but in the last subject, English, which she was least good at, Surprisingly, he got a high score.

The ecstasy is nothing more than that, if there is no ceiling in the classroom, girl A almost wants to fly to the sky.

Excitedly, she returned home with the test paper and showed it to her mother. The mother who was sitting in front of the piano glanced sideways and nodded, "Yes."

Same response as before.

Girl A seemed to have been poured a basin of cold water, and finally restrained her joyful mood.

She looked at her mother cautiously, and saw her smile as usual every time she saw her test paper, so gentle and so indifferent.

Like looking at something irrelevant.

Later, girl A's mother cheated on her.

This incident was so unexpected that when girl A returned home, she happened to see her father whom she had not seen for a long time.

The man opened the door with a key and entered the house, naked naked.The naked and intertwined body is exposed in front of girl A.Disgusting.

Girl A didn't know what happened afterwards, and no one told her what to do.

The father has already left with his luggage, and the mother is also calmly handling the follow-up.

She went upstairs with her small red schoolbag on her back in a dazed and chaotic manner, feeling vaguely that something terrible had happened.

Those two reserved, almost arrogant people failed to bring their marriage to an end in the most respectable way, and they fought over property and took each other to court.

Soon after, the mother also left.She left her living expenses, a small villa, and the pointing eyes of the people around her.

Girl A's fantasy is finally shattered, she finally understands that she has always been dispensable, and finally understands that she has never been loved.

"Ah, that's the daughter of the Wubu family."

"It seems that the Wubu couple left them to live alone?"

"I heard that her mother is so pitiful."

Whether it's kind words or malicious words, whether it's teasing or subtle tone, girl A felt inexplicable shame from her heart, and then it turned into shame on her back.

She obviously didn't do anything, but she was pointed out by others, and she was thrown out of her mouth frivolously as an after-dinner conversation.

This kind of talk gradually developed from the neighborhood to the school. Strange eyes and smiles with unknown meanings, sharp guesses and jokes like knives, pierced the soft heart with a knife.

I never hurt anyone, why would they come to hurt me?

Girl A changed schools and entered junior high school. She learned to show false tenderness to everyone, and said words made of hypocrisy. She began to learn to build a strong fortress in her heart and enclose her own world in it. , to keep everyone out.

But after living like this for a long time, the heart will become smaller and smaller, the fear of getting hurt will hurt more, and the emotions will become more sensitive and extreme. The longer a person wanders, the soul will become paler, and the eyes will become dry. If you can't shed tears, let blood flow out instead of tears.

Loneliness can kill, and it can also drive people crazy.

After entering high school, girl A met the protagonist of another story.

That is not a very dazzling person, without a very likable character, without outstanding talents, with a head of chestnut hair and a pair of amber eyes, so ordinary that he cannot be found after being thrown into the crowd.

But when girl A passed by the studio door and saw her submerged in the glow of the sky, when she carefully blended the colors and applied them on the canvas, the extreme and anxious soul under the calm appearance calmed down in an instant.

Girl A left the leisurely reading club and joined the oil painting club with a small number of people.

When we first met, the chestnut-haired girl was looking sideways at the sky, her amber eyes reflecting a bright white light.

Girl A couldn't see the brighter sunlight outside the window, but just chased the light reflected in those eyes.

Learning oil painting is a very hard work, the girl A who touched oil painting for the first time thought with her eyes closed.

She glanced sideways at the chestnut-haired girl beside her, but saw that the other party was very focused on outlining the lines, as if treating important things with care, melting into the color of the pen tip and jumping on the canvas.

What she painted was a clear sky, which was very beautiful.

The impetuousness in girl A's heart was dispelled, and she seriously re-examined the paint in her hand.

She didn't know what to draw yet, and the pictures in her head were very limited, but she thought, even if she couldn't draw anything, it didn't matter.

Maybe she likes that girl.

Even though I was only shaken by the scene when we first met, I cared a little more in my heart.

But just caring about this little thing quickly took root in the empty heart. Before she knew that girl, she found that the thriving relationship filled all the blanks.

Girl A began to observe the girl carefully.Her name is Saori Kazami, and she lives with her parents in an apartment building not far from the school. She is 1.6 meters five and loves oil painting.

She goes out at about [-] o'clock every morning. After arriving at school early, she goes to the studio to practice. She always brings some bread or bagged milk food. After school in the afternoon, she also stays in the studio until the school closes.

She often quarreled with her family, ran away in anger at every turn, went to the park to squat for a few hours, and then sneaked home again.

The more you know, the heavier things are in your heart, and your heart is full.

Girl A picked up the paintbrush and carefully drew the outline of Kazami Saori. She drew so meticulously and carefully, but she still looked ugly when she had no skills.

Girl A went to look at the paintings belonging to Kazemi Saori that were placed in the studio. Unlike her clumsy handwriting, each of Kazami Saori's paintings is pure and beautiful. It is hard work.

Sunshine, sky, sunflowers.

Sunset, sea, little seagulls.

Girl A repainted her canvas with white. She touched the scratch left by loneliness on her arm, and squatted down with a low smile.

The girl she likes is so good, she feels that she is not worthy at all.

But even so, she absolutely couldn't let go.

The turning point was that at the oil painting competition held in the town, the teacher of the club recommended the works of Kazami Hayori, and then the five members of the whole club went to cheer for Kazami Hayori.Girl A also followed and met her former classmate.

"It's Eri!" The girl's surprised smile made girl A restrain her mask-like smile.

"It's really been a long time!" Girl A nervously glanced at Kazami Saori's position, and found that the other party was not far away, and she was still within the range of what they were saying clearly.

"Eri doesn't remember me? We were classmates in primary school, ahhh, Eri suddenly changed schools, I thought Eri had already left and died." Will she talk about things back then?

Would she say that about her mother?Will you spread it out pretending to be sympathetic?Will Xiaozhi hear it?Will Xiaozhi hate her?

Girl A's heart was beating wildly, her gaze was flustered and her gaze was lowered to look at Kazami Saori from time to time, her mind was in a state of confusion, she kept thinking about the events of the year, the uncontrollable panic hit her brain, cutting off all reason .

Just kill this woman.

Girl A tightly held her wrist, leaving a bloodshot nail print on her skin.

Just kill this woman who knows about her!

"It seems to be about to start." Kazami Saori suddenly said, and looked back at the girl A who was resting her head on her head, and then looked at the members, "Let's go, what are you doing here?"

Girl A raised her head, and saw Kazami Saori's sorrel ponytail brushing her shoulders.There was a feeling of clamoring, trying desperately to make her wishful thinking that Xiaozhi was helping her out.

The competition for the selection competition was extremely long. The selection ended after the end of the first semester and the second semester was about to start.

At that time, girl A had basically mastered the color palette and lines of the oil painting, and practiced tirelessly over and over again, only to hear the news that Kazami Saori had only won the consolation prize.

She will be sad.

Girl A seemed to want to go to Kazami Hayori when she had this idea.She went to Kazami Haori's house, and then ran along the street to the small park where Kazami Haori often went. She searched around the place Kazami Haori frequented many times, but she couldn't find it at all.The world is spinning, and the world seems to be unable to find a place to stay.

Don't panic.Girl A told herself in her heart, don't panic, don't be afraid of not being found, Xiaozhi will definitely go home, and she will never disappear without leaving her.

When girl A went to Kazami Haori later, she finally found her.

The chestnut-haired girl was not as disappointed as she imagined, but instead took girl A to watch her latest work.

It was a silver-haired girl sitting on a big sunflower, her eyes were as clear as a clean lake, and she was breathtakingly beautiful under the sun, everything was pure and sunny.

Girl A returned home, took out the drawing board, and smeared a few thick colors on the canvas with heavy brushes, outlining distorted and weird lines. The hand holding the pen drew faster and faster, and the lines on the canvas became more and more intense. Frightened and confused, girl A finally stopped and threw the paintbrush on the ground.

It's messed up like it's broken.

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