A Love Letter to Ome from One Thousand and One Nights

Sister Mian, who left the stage quickly, had flushed cheeks, and she didn't know whether it was caused by drunkenness or by his sister.

In the room, his sister stood in place, as if petrified.

Xie Jiashu waited for 2 minutes, waiting for the storm to come.

After 2 minutes passed, no one paid any attention to him. Naturally, he knew the time and took the opportunity to sneak away. He went to the kitchen with all his hands and feet, took a rag, and cleaned up the floor that had just been soiled.I saw Lin Weimian drinking just now, and he heard that his sister Mian has a poor capacity for alcohol, so he was afraid that she would not be able to bear it, so he hugged a cantaloupe and asked everyone if he wanted to cut it up and eat it, how did he know that the cantaloupe was not eaten? I ate another shocking melon.

I used to like to talk about them together, but it was just a joke, because when I was a child, I heard the mothers of the two families chatting, if Lin Weimian and Xie Jiaqi had a boy, they would be baby relatives.

Jiashu felt that Mom and Aunt Yun simply limited their imagination. Do you think that since both of them are girls, there is no way to have a kiss?It's clothes! ! !He tried his best to rub the towel on the ground, cleaning up the marks on the ground.

The toes of a pair of white shoes came into view, Jiashu looked up, met his sister's indifferent stare, flinched, thought that he was a boy and couldn't be cowardly, then puffed up his chest, and grinned: "sister."

Lin Weimian heard footsteps and conversations outside the door, and sank herself deeper into the bed.

Called my mother, but still couldn't get through, so the phone was stuffed under the pillow.

Cover your ears tightly with your hands.

The only thing left in hearing is the infinitely magnified heartbeat.

For some reason, she is now like a patient with Alzheimer's disease. She feels alienated and unfamiliar with what happened recently, but suddenly feels familiar and friendly with the dusty past that has been shelved for a long time in time.

On the morning when she left with her father, it was raining lightly. She sat in the passenger seat and looked upstairs, but she didn't see her mother.Yun Xiao said that she couldn't see the scene of parting, so she asked them to leave before dawn.The sky was not completely bright yet, and the rain was mixed with the cold fragrance of cherry blossoms. She sniffed, and when she was fastening her seat belt, she heard her father say, "Hey, Jiaqi? It's so early, why are you here?"

She raised her eyes, but her father blocked her view. She didn't see Xie Jiaqi's figure, and only heard her say: "Good morning, Uncle Lin. I'm going to school."

At that time, she was heartless, curled her lips in her seat, and couldn't taunt her like usual. Going to school is not the way at all, is it because reading makes her brain stupid.Lin Weimian didn't pay attention to what the nerd chatted with his father afterwards, but only focused on the balcony.It wasn't until the car drove some distance away that she saw in the rearview mirror that Xie Jiaqi was standing there with her schoolbag on her back, and she had an umbrella in her hand but didn't open it, nailed there like a wooden stake.

Xie Jiaqi in the rearview mirror became smaller and smaller, and finally became a tiny dot between the smoky blue sky and the earth.

My lips are still numb, and so is my brain.The half-can of wine that he just drank turned into a feeling of alcohol, which turned into scorching warmth and seeped out of his eyes.

Xie Jiaqi stroked her skirt, squatted down and tidied it up with her brother.

The more silent she was, the more frightened Xie Jiashu became, and he sneered, "Sister..."

Jiaji lowered her eyelashes and wiped the marks on the floor one by one.

"Sister, sister, I really didn't do it on purpose." Xie Jiashu swore to the sky, his face was swollen, and he almost got off his seat on the spot. "I know, generally speaking, when encountering such a situation, the correct way is to say ' Excuse me to continue', and then close the door for you, don't all TV dramas act like this..."

Jiaqi raised her eyes and glanced at him.

Jiashu's legs were a little weak, she stopped talking nonsense, and apologized in a muffled voice: "I made a mistake, sister, I shouldn't have made such a big fuss."

Jiaqi snatched the rag from his hand and took it to the kitchen to wash it off.

Xie Jiashu hurriedly followed, lowered his voice, and asked gossipingly, "Sister, sister, when did you start?"

Jiaqi glanced at him.

The boy immediately made a gesture of sewing the zipper on his mouth, and raised his hand in surrender.

Xie Jiaqi asked him, "What do you want to eat tonight?"

Jiashu giggled and said, "It doesn't matter what I want to eat, what matters is what Elder Sister Mian wants to eat."

Jiaqi was silent for a moment, then suddenly raised her hand to touch the top of her younger brother's head.

Xie Jiashu's whole body seemed to have been electrocuted. After being ironed again, his legs became soft again, and he said with a mournful face, "Sister, I was wrong."

"That's right." Jiaqi said softly, "Don't make jokes in front of her in the future."

"I see." Xie Jiashu lowered his puppy eyes.

In the evening, Gu Jie was busy with work again, and she was going to send Aunt Chun to cook for the three of them, but Xie Jiaqi said no, because she was getting old, so it was rare for her to run away.After cooking a pot of soup, I sorted out some thicker clothes for my brother and put them in a small travel bag.Then he made a small dish and asked Lin Weimian to get up for dinner.Knocking on the door but no answer, pushing the door open and going in, I saw sleeping like a piglet, lying there, cheeks pink, with slight tear stains, in an overwhelmed state of heavy sleep and alcohol.

Jiaqi covered the cup for her, did not wake her up, went out to have dinner with her younger brother, went to Lin Weimian's room to check again before going to bed, and did not even change her sleeping position.

But the next morning, before dawn, there was a knock at the door, and when the siblings got up, Lin Weimian had already run away, and there was no sign of her in the room.

Jia Shu wanted to laugh at his sister a little bit, she couldn't even look at a daughter-in-law, but she was afraid of being silenced if she said it, so she shut up obediently and went back to school with her luggage.

When Lin Weimian arrived in the classroom, there were already boarders in twos and threes studying by themselves.Among them was Teng Jingmei.

Seeing her now, I was in a delicate mood, so I turned my eyes away from her.

Teng Jingmei didn't care so much, Shi Shiran came over, "Xiao Mian, good morning."

Lin Weimian frowned, her eyes still fixed on the open book in front of her, "Morning."

Teng Jingmei smiled, "Why didn't you see a good time? How early, did you come here alone?"

It's okay not to mention her, but when Lin Weimian mentions it, she becomes angry: "You still say, it's because of you that you caused me a lot of trouble."

Teng Jingmei pursed her lips and smiled, "Really."

"I just thought of it yesterday, you say you," Lin Weimian swallowed hard, "Why don't you give the gift yourself, why do you want me to pass it on?" He gestured, "Your table is not far from here. It’s far away, and it’s not a business trip to make an extra trip.”

This is called tracing back to the source.Also called dumping pot.

Jingmei smiled and said, "Because I'm embarrassed."

Lin Weimian moved away a little, looked at her for a while, and asked, "Do you like that facial paralysis?"

"That's right." Teng Jinghe admitted so happily that it made the questioner a little unsustainable.Seeing that Lin Weimian was hesitating and unable to continue, she explained to herself, "Jiaqi is very similar to my sister in many ways, and I like her, which is perfectly normal. When I first saw her, I even wanted to treat her as a quiet girl. And, restore the way we used to get along."

Lin Weimian put his hand on his left chest and frowned.

"I didn't have to come to school today. I'm waiting for you here to say goodbye to you."

Lin Weimian was startled, "Where are you going?"

"No matter how brave I am, I'm not my sister after all. If I try my best, I won't be half as good as her. Before I made this decision two days ago, I only slept for two hours a day." The girl blinked, "I just Teng Jingmei. Instead of wearing a mask and learning how to walk in Handan, it is better to work hard to realize my own value, so as to be worthy of her sacrifice."

When Xie Jiaqi arrived in the classroom, Lin Weimian was staring at a box of snacks on the table in a daze.

"What is this?" Jiaqi put down her schoolbag and asked.

Lin Weimian replied blankly, "Youth Tuan."

Xie Jiaqi snorted, "Where did it come from?"

"It's from Jinghe." After Lin Weimian finished speaking, she finally realized who she was talking to, and then her cheeks turned red bit by bit.

Xie Jiaqi had no other reaction, and opened the book to start doing the questions.

"She's gone." Lin Weimian felt that it was necessary to explain to Xie Jiaqi.

wedding day:"?"

"Teng Jingmei." Lin Weimian pointed to the vacant seat not far away, and slowly told her what Teng Jingmei said 10 minutes ago.The grandfather of the Teng family had already discovered that something was wrong, and persuaded Jingmei not to be stupid, and to stick to her dream.Unlike Jinghe, who is easy to make a template for everything, but has no goals in life except "take good care of her sister", Teng Jing's childhood dream was to be a teacher.There is a public-funded normal student program for junior high school direct promotion, and the second batch of admission results came out a while ago, and she joined it.

"She has thought about it for a long time. She intends to dedicate her life to the cause of education." Lin Weimian relayed dryly.

Jiaqi looked at her, said yes, calmly, sat upright, and continued to read.

Lin Weimian was restless all morning.I was afraid that Xie Jiaqi would settle accounts suddenly.

but.

She didn't mention it, and Xie Jiaqi didn't say anything.It seemed that the scene yesterday afternoon was in her dream.