A Love Letter to Ome from One Thousand and One Nights

Two months seems to be very far away, but when it really passes, it seems to pass through the fingers.It is too late to realize that my footsteps are fast, and people have walked from that end to this end on the bridge of time.Especially in the second half of the semester, the teachers suddenly imposed a high-pressure policy, as if to make up for the laziness in early autumn. When it was winter vacation, the whole class was in a daze. Teacher Xu announced the holiday, hi Yu Xia "I'm really not dreaming?"

Lin Weimian had already agreed with Jiaqi and her mother that she would go there to accompany her during the winter vacation.Accompanying family members is a matter of course, Gu Jie only slightly persuaded her to stay, so she let her go.Only Jiaji is depressed.The day before leaving, Gu Jie ordered her to take Lin Weimian to the supermarket to buy some travel supplies.

Jiaqi is dressed in a dignified black down jacket, pushing a shopping cart, putting things into it one by one with a sullen face.

Lin Weimian also wore a black short jacket, but it was printed with rose red playing card spades pattern, which looked more lively.There is heating in the supermarket, and she still puts her hands in blue wool gloves to her lips and blows, making her face pink.When Jiaqi took something from the shelf, her eyes moved accordingly.At the back, she couldn't stand it anymore, stopped Jiaqi's hand from taking the snacks, and quietly persuaded, "You think I'm a pig."

Jiaqi went to the skin care products section in silence.Two large jars of children's body lotion are stacked neatly on top of a pile of snacks.

Lin Weimian asked: "Do you give me a can?"

Jiaqi glanced at her and shook her head: "It's all yours."

"Xie Jiaqi, look at me." Lin Weimian moved his face closer to her, "Is my face that big? It's only a few days' work, how can I use that much?"

Jiaqi looked at her face close at hand, with full and rosy lips, and in view of her arrogant attitude, she really wanted to kiss her in front of so many people as a punishment, but she couldn't.He could only let his gaze linger for a while, and said lightly, "It's very dry over there." After a pause, he added, "It's body lotion."

--A prophecy.

Yun Xiao took her from the station to her residence.Because of the car ride and the recent exam, Lin Weimian was really tired and panicked. Lin Weimian was so sleepy halfway, and fell asleep for a while after arriving at the ground. Dry, a little tense, sitting there in a daze, Yun Xiao came in, sat on the edge of the bed, giggled and pinched her face, "Baby, wake up."

"Good work." Lin Weimian complained, rubbing her face.

"It's okay." Yun Xiao patted her head, and smoothed her hair along the way, "I didn't get used to it when I first came here, but it will be fine after that, and I'm not very sad."

Lin Weimian pursed her lips and said nothing.

"You slob can really sleep, get up and eat."

Before Lin Weimian went out from the room, she squatted down and opened the red and black checkered suitcase, and suddenly found a can of baby cream, rubbed it on her face to feel comfortable, covered it and put it on the bedside, opened the door and was about to go out, but suddenly He stopped and stood there with his hand on the door frame, in a dilemma.

There is already one person sitting at the dinner table.

Zhen Shibao waved at her: "Oh, Xiao Mian, I'm awake, come here~~"

A string snapped in Lin Weimian's mind.She nodded to the people on the table, walked quickly to the kitchen, and said with a little anger: "Mom, why didn't you say that person is here too." This is to blame her mother for depriving her of the right to know up.If she knew that Zhen Shibao was here, she would definitely not come to make unpleasant light bulbs.

Yun Xiao handed a few snow-white porcelain bowls to her, and asked with a smile, "Then where are you going?"

Lin Weimian froze for a moment, then went out silently with the bowl in hand.Because she suddenly realized that she really had nowhere to go.

Zhen Shibao introduced while boiling the mutton in the pot: "This is the freshest and most nutritious. It is not as nutritious as eating it elsewhere. The aquatic plants here are particularly sun-dried. The beef and sheep eat it, and the meat is particularly delicious."

Lin Weimian didn't have much appetite, and couldn't handle the smell, so he only drank two mouthfuls of soup to fill his stomach, and lowered his eyes to look at the gold-painted arabesques on the porcelain bowl.

Yun Xiao asked her how she spent her birthday.

"The exam that day." Lin Weimian picked up another chopsticks of green vegetables, "Aunt Gu took us to dinner tonight."

"That's it?" Zhen Shibao seemed surprised.

Yun Xiao explained: "Our rule over there is that children don't celebrate their birthdays in a big way, and they don't have a good time until they are eighteen or twenty years old. Too much publicity is afraid that ghosts and gods will worry about it, and it is not easy to support—especially those who are smart , it's better to be stupid."

"That's too superstitious. The children on your side were so pitiful when they were young. I suspect that the parents on your side didn't want to spend money and deliberately made up such lies, hahaha." Zhen Shibao held up his chopsticks to conspire.

Yun Xiao rolled her eyes, "Maybe."

What else was said at the dinner table, Lin Weimian was a little distracted and didn't listen carefully.When going to bed at night, someone set off fireworks outside the house, making a rustling sound.She took the can of lotion and wiped her ankles and wrists conscientiously, while thinking about her birthday, she stayed at Xie's house, knocked on her door in the middle of the night, took her outside, and handed her a slender stick.Half asleep and half awake, the cold air outside the house froze and he woke up.She was upset and asked what it was.Jiaqi said: "Fireworks." The two foolishly set off fireworks for half a day in the cold weather.When the little stick crackled and burned, it gave off a dazzling white light.When I entered the house again, my hands were numb from the cold, but I was very happy in my heart.

Suddenly relaxed, the whole person was exhausted, and fell asleep in the dark for the first two days of the holiday. On the third day, after breakfast, she went to the room again, but was stopped by Yun Xiao who slapped the table: "Lin Weimian, what's the matter with you?" I have to go out to play today! Look at you, mushrooms are growing everywhere.” Turning to her boyfriend, she said, “I’m too busy, Xiaobao, take her out for a stroll.”

Zhen Shibao smiled and said, "I obey."

Lin Weimian quickly refused: "If you want him to bring anything, if you want to go out, I will go by myself."

But "Xiaobao" is very enthusiastic and listens to Yun Xiao's words very much. After Lin Weimian closed the door, he kept chattering outside, and even beat outside with a snare drum, singing while beating until Lin Weimian couldn't bear it anymore. With a swipe, he opened the door, stood there with red eyes and shouted angrily: "Are you going to finish!"

The streets are fairly clean.This is Lin Weimian's first impression of this northwest city.

The light blue sky is high and far away, wisps of clouds are still in the air, like smoke, the sun is bright and dazzling, the leaves of the tall trees have fallen, and they are naked, and the branches are spreading in the air roughly. Looking up, it is like Picturesque black silhouette.

Lin Weimian kept keeping a straight face along the way, but Zhen Shibao beside him was really like a living treasure, his smiling face never stopped.No matter how stubborn she was, she couldn't hold back her face in the end. When she was sitting down at the open-air coffee shop by the side of the road, Lin Weimian looked at the person who didn't seem to know what sorrow in the world was, and frowned and asked, "Why are you always so happy?"

"Little Treasure" smiled and said in his cadenced voice, "I should ask you this, why are you so unhappy."

"I'm not happy?" Lin Weimian was taken aback, pointing to his face.

Zhen Shibao said: "You look like you have lost your love. I also suspect that you have mild depression."

Lin Weimian was taken aback, and smiled: "You're pretending to be a licensed psychiatrist here again."

Zhen Shibao raised his hand to stroke his glossy hair, put on his crisp smoky gray coat, and coughed: "You can tell me if you have any questions. Although I don't have great skills, I have a lot of experience in life. Maybe I can give you A little reference."

Lin Weimian lowered her head, took a small spoon to stir the coffee cup for a while, raised her head for a while, raised her head for a while, and asked: "You are with my mother. She has a daughter who is my age, and she is about the same age as you." There are many, if you want to go on, there will definitely be many obstacles, how did you get the courage to start?"

"I like her, and I didn't think about it that much." Xiaobao said, "Everything that hinders you, there must be a way for the car to reach the mountain."

Lin Weimian kept stirring in his hands, and after a long rest, he asked: "Then if the two of you are good friends, is it suitable to be together?"

"Why isn't it suitable?" Xiao Bao asked.

"If we're not together, we can be friends forever. When we're together and we part, there's nothing left, not even friends." Lin Weimian spread his hands.

Xiaobao: "Why be so pessimistic, how can we see that we will be separated. Besides, don't we still have sweet memories?"

Lin Weimian didn't know how to start such a vulgar conversation, but there was no turning back, so she could only bite the bullet and continue the debate: "Wouldn't it be more sad to leave memories in vain?"

The smile on Zhen Shibao's face suddenly subsided, and he said with a serious face: "If we are not together, what can we have? You don't even have memories. If you have created beautiful memories, that is your treasure. It cannot be destroyed."

Lin Weimian suddenly became tired again, wanted to go back to sleep, and said weakly: "At least we can always be friends."

Zhen Shibao smiled again: "But this is your one-sided idea. The crux of the problem is, does the other party want to be friends with you? If the other party wants more, then you forcefully pretend that you are just buddies, and the other party will only feel extremely painful .It is better not to have a friend who mentally abuses me like this, just throw it away and find a new one.”

When Lin Weimian heard this, she felt as if she had been hit by a thunderstorm, and was shocked to remain motionless, but then realized that the conversation was going wrong, and blushed and said, "It's not me, don't 'you you you'."

The next day, Yun Xiao noticed that Lin Weimian's attitude towards Zhen Shibao had slightly changed. Before that, she didn't like to talk to him very much, but gradually she was willing to chat with him.When Zhen Shibao pointed to the sediment in the cup and complained: "If this goes on like this, you will definitely get stones. If you go to the hospital for surgery for stones, you won't be able to leave the hospital for a month. Then you can take a long vacation." Lin Weimian said: "No need, see Due to the situation, my father underwent minimally invasive surgery and was discharged from the hospital within a week."

This was an extraordinary stimulus for Yunxiao, she dropped the document in her hand, and dragged Lin Weimian into the room.The door closed with a bang.Yun Xiao's complexion was very pale: "Why do you know the details of that bastard's illness so well?"

Lin Weimian regretted her slip of the tongue, lying in front of her mother was difficult to tell, and she simply confessed for a while.

"Lin Weimian, is there something wrong with your brain? Huh?" Yun Xiao's face turned yellow with anger, and she poked her forehead with a finger, "There are people who want to kill you over there, it's your luck that the insane doesn't come to you, Do you still dare to throw yourself into the trap?"

Lin Weimian's expression also changed, "Mom, don't talk nonsense."

Yun Xiao leaned against the door, her chest heaving up and down, and the hem of her apricot-colored home clothes fluctuated accordingly, "I told you in your life, don't have anything to do with that family. Are you deaf to my words?"

The author has something to say: I just thought it was sent out, but it didn't work out. .

The tone is so depressing no.I feel sorry for Xiao Jiaqi for one second, and I feel sorry for the little angel for five seconds.

Recently, I strayed into a particularly depressing drama, which may have been affected.

If there is no sugar sprinkled on the festival, just send out a steamed stuffed bun.