The accident in my life is only you

I knew what she was thinking, so I smiled and said: "Little girl, what do you think about all day long? I have a friend who ran away from home. Last time she said that she was in Wenqing Park, so I want to know how to get there." , I went there once last time and forgot how to get there."

Xiaoya immediately jumped in front of me, held my hand and said boldly: "It's okay, you won't go, I will go, I will take you, how about going to my house to sleep at night?"

Dun Dun continued: "Don't look at me as younger than you. I know more than you. I'm not like a nerd like you. Come on, call sister, I'll take you there."

I was amused by her appearance, so I had no choice but to follow her words and answer: "Alright, you know the most, Miss Xiaoya."

My colleague Xiaoya is a warm-hearted little girl, one year younger than me, and half a month later than I came to this store.

He looks delicate and cute, as tall as me, and a little thinner than me.

Although she is one year younger than me, she usually takes good care of me, like an elder, and indeed knows more things than I do.

She went out to work in the society very early, and what is rare is that she still has a cheerful and kind heart.

And from the time I called her Sister, I will call her Sister Xiaoya for most of my life, and she really deserves the word Sister.

I walked around the square next to the shop and found that there was no sign of Liu Shu, so I followed Xiaoya towards the Wenqing Park she mentioned.

On the way, we bought a few cups of milk tea and some ice cream, and ate while walking. It took about half an hour to reach the small park.

Sure enough, there was a big artificial stone tablet next to the iron gate, on which was written squarely: Literary and Art Youth Park.

It turns out that it is really called Wenqing Park, and the name is too weird. What kind of literary and artistic youth, you can’t feel how literary and artistic it is, except for the forest.

When I was here last time, I didn't even notice that there was a stele in this place.

Xiaoya followed me into the park with ease, and spent more than ten minutes searching every corner of the park, but still couldn't find it.

There were only a few youths who looked like students, talking about something under a relatively hidden tree.

From that appearance, you can tell it's not Liu Shu. Even if Liu Shu turns into ashes, I still know him.

My uneasiness and worry deepened, and I looked back at Xiaoya behind me, "Is there any park like this nearby? She is not here at such a late hour, what should I do? Sister Xiaoya."

Xiaoya patted me on the shoulder and replied calmly: "What are you afraid of? I have a sister here. Is she from our county? If she is from the county, this way should not be lost. The county is not big, or she is Didn't you go back already?"

I squeezed Xiaoya's fingers, and couldn't control the trembling of my fingertips, "Although she is not from here, she has moved to the county for a while, and she should not get lost. If she returns home, her family will give me a message." On the phone, she must not be home now."

I was talking, my eyes were still looking around, but I didn't know that the end of my voice had become flustered and helpless.

Xiaoya felt the trembling of my fingertips, and her tone became a little nervous.

"Then does she know any other friends? Maybe she went to other friends' homes. Do you want to think about whether there are other friends' phone numbers?"

I saw their backs in the pavilion that night, and I came back to my senses in an instant: yes, why didn’t I think of it, and Aning, she knew Aning, maybe Aning had seen her.

I took out my mobile phone and quickly dialed Aning's number, "Hi, Aning, I'm Yingying, have you seen Liu Shu at night?"

Aning's voice was still soft, quiet and beautiful, "I've seen her, she's right next to me now, at my house, why are you looking for her so late?"

My heart was full of mixed feelings, and suddenly my heart was sour, and I was slightly angry, thinking to myself: What do I mean by looking for her so late, shouldn't you first explain why she is at your house so late?

But my tone didn't show it. Instead, I tried to keep calm and calm down and replied: "Her family called me and said that she ran away from home, and she didn't bring her phone. I thought she was missing. I searched for a long time. If I didn’t find it, it turned out to be with you, so you can give her the phone number.”

Aning paused for a moment, and said hello.

There was silence on the phone for a while, and then Liu Shu's voice came leisurely.

"Yingying, I'm at Aning's house. I'll call the family later and tell them. Don't worry."

I was a little angry, and raised my voice, "Why are you always like this, you don't bring your phone, you just know that you hide at Aning's house, and you don't call me when you have something to do, do you know how long I've been looking for you?"

"I'm sorry Yingying, where are you now?"

"Where else can I be? Where can I sleep at home? Forget it, don't talk about it, you hurry up and call your cousin, I won't call, first of all, hang up."

I don't want to hear any more voices from Aning or Liu Shu, and I can't refuse to hang up directly.

I feel a little distressed and wronged in my heart. I know exactly what that feeling means, but I really want to be quiet now.

After seeing me hang up the phone, Xiaoya looked slightly ill, so she said cautiously: "Why don't you go to my house? Let's drink some wine and relax."

My head was in chaos, and the voices of Aning and Liu Shu just now echoed non-stop, intertwined and intertwined inside, locking my whole thoughts, I didn't want to say anything, and couldn't listen to anything.

Seeing that I didn't speak, Xiaoya looked sullen, took my arm and walked out of the park without any explanation.

Xiaoya took me in the direction of her house. I didn't speak all the way, and my heart was a little confused.

Does Liu Shu trust Ah Ning so much?How dare you live in someone's house after you've only known him for a month?

In fact, I know that it's more of jealousy in my heart, and it's just a bit of a taste for Liu Shu to go to Aning's house without permission.

My heart was sour, and I complained that I was not up to date, and my emotions were affected by such a small thing, and I bit my lip in frustration to vent my anger.

Xiaoya's home is in an alley beside the road, and she led me through the alley to the door of the house.

She knocked on the door, but after a while, a middle-aged man opened the door for us.

He didn't say anything extra, just said, you're back, and after he finished speaking, he turned and walked towards the room on the first floor.

Xiaoya's home is a small two-story building, and there is a small yard when you enter the gate.

In addition to daily necessities, the yard also planted many flowers and plants, with a bit of book fragrance, completely opposite to Xiaoya's style.

In one corner of the yard is an upward staircase, which leads directly to the second floor. Xiaoya's room should be on the second floor.

She closed the door, winked at me, motioned me to keep quiet, and led me up the stairs to the second floor.

There are two rooms on the second floor, her room on the left, and her sister's room on the right, but the door of the room is closed at this time, and she should have rested.

"How is it? Do you think my house is particularly tasteful and has a literati atmosphere, which doesn't suit me at all?"

"You're pretty clear." I covered my mouth and smiled.

Xiaoya also smiled at me, turned around and walked into the room, "My mother likes flowers and plants, so my father will plant some, but my sister and I don't particularly like flowers and plants, and have no feeling for these flowers and plants. Here, look at the door opposite. , which is my sister's room, she must be sleeping."

I was about to speak when her father's voice came from downstairs: "Xiaoya, do you want to eat something, are you hungry?"

Xiaoya ran to the edge of the corridor and replied face down: "Go to sleep, we are not hungry, we just ate outside."

Her father didn't say anything more, and walked back to the room, and soon there was a sound of closing the door.

Xiaoya approached me and said: "My dad will fall asleep later, I'll go get two bottles of beer, you have to finish the one you agreed to drink, and I'll take the bottle out tomorrow and throw it away after I'm done, otherwise I'll have to drink it tomorrow." Beaten."

We chatted for a while, but I was not in a good mood, and I was still a little bored.

About ten minutes later, Xiaoya put her index finger upright in the middle of her mouth, making gestures: "Shh, I'm going down to get the wine, you wait here for me."

I didn't speak, just nodded slightly.

After a while, Xiaoya tiptoed up the stairs, holding two cans of beer in one hand, and a bowl in the other, which contained some peanuts and two packs of chicken feet.

I looked at her a little funny, covered my mouth and smiled, and saw that she didn't speak.

She curled her lips at me, put the things in her hand on the corridor, ran into the room, took a mat and spread it out on the balcony, went into the room and took two blankets, folded them and put them beside her, her eyes beckoned me to sit down. on the mat.

"I can call you Yingying, we'll be good sisters after drinking together."

As she spoke, she opened a bottle of beer and handed it to me. I smiled and took a sip, a slight bitterness lingered in my mouth.

Although it is not the first time for me to drink beer, nor do I dislike the taste of beer, but I feel that today's beer is particularly bitter.

Or because the taste of different beers is slightly different, in short, I feel that today's beer is not quite the same as I remembered, and I frowned unconsciously.

"What? Don't tell me, the first time you drank beer, wouldn't it be poured in a glass? Then it would be meaningless."

I slightly opened the corner of my mouth, and said softly, "It's not the first time I drink, and I must have been awake longer than you, believe it or not?"

Then he picked up the beer bottle and looked at the product name advertisement on the bottle, "But why do I feel that today's beer is particularly unpalatable and bitter, don't you think?"

"No way? Is it broken? I think it's okay." Xiaoya took another sip as she spoke, and looked at me with a puzzled expression.

I know it might not be the beer, but my mood.

I took another sip of beer, feeling the bitterness permeate down my throat little by little, covering up the soreness in my heart.

The pain in my heart seemed to be getting better, so I took another big sip, feeling numb and bitter in my mouth, just like the feeling on the apex of my heart, biting my eyelids, and the corners of my eyes were slightly sore.

The author has something to say: Thank you for watching.Comrade Lin Ying can drink very well.