The encounter between a gentle and handsome boy and a slow-tempered and insensitive girl.
In the winter of 2007, Xu Qianran vaguely remembered that when she was standing in front of the window, the boy under the street lamp took off his scarf, squatted down, carefully picked up the kitten on the roadside, and wrapped it with a scarf.
She murmured to herself: "He is so kind."
For the first time, Xu Qianran felt that selfishness was a bit bad.
In her 17 years of life, she grew up with her grandparents and has never seen her parents. All I know is that I was given to my grandparents when I was born, and my parents only took a look at it.
In her impression, the only memory of her parents was the condolences they made through phone calls from the old phone and the living expenses they received step by step.
They say they come back every year, and they say they have no time every year...
Xu Qianran missed them very much and wanted to call and persuade them to come back.
So, 7-year-old Xu Qianran secretly took the elderly mobile phone and called her parents. Before they could get through, she was discovered by her grandfather who had just returned from the field. She only remembered that her grandfather was very angry, grabbed the phone and hung up.
Picked up the cup next to her and smashed it away. Regardless of her arm being scratched by the glass, she cursed: "Sneaky, just like your mother." Then she left, leaving Xu Qianran alone.
She didn't cry. Because she knows that grandpa and grandma don't love her...
From the time Xu Qianran could remember, they ignored her requests. Grandma would immediately hold her hand and take her to the bedroom, saying, "You'd better be good." Then leave the bedroom.
But, is her request really too much? She thought about it for a long time and waited for them for 10 years.
But I still understood that I was a burden and just unpopular.
At this point, she didn't always leave home without saying a word, and take part of the living expenses without saying a word.
Because she knows that no matter what she does, no one will really talk about her or care about her.
She could only use herself to make her life more comfortable.
That night Xu Qianran opened the window, and the biting cold wind made her face hurt. She took a breath and her nose felt very astringent.
She watched the boy pass by her house and vaguely heard: "Mimi, don't sleep. Brother, take you home."
She became a little curious about this boy.
Purpose: Self-love