Longing for You Through Books

I was so moved after watching it that I wrote the if line myself, double death be, watch carefully and don't comment if you don't like it 🙏 Wang Shuqing·If That night, Bai Xing did not make the call. She returned to Pingyang. Under the moonlight, Jiang Shuqing was still wearing that dress - dark blue, the dress she thought Bai Xing would like. The skirt swayed gently in the wind, like water waves, like the surface of the Yongding River where they watched the fireworks together that night. A slight smile appeared on her lips. She actually knew that she was not watching the fireworks that day. All of a sudden I felt lonely again, I missed it... There is no one on the riverside. She walked alone to the place where they watched the fireworks side by side. The wind penetrated the collar, chilling me to the bone. She clutched the moon. When the river overflowed, she didn't struggle. Cold. First it spread over the ankles, then over the calves, and then over the dark blue skirt. The river water lifted her up and sank again. She looked up at the sky and saw the real moon. Cold, round, hanging in the sky. The river water quietly soaked the moon in her hand, revealing the inconspicuous eraser marks. There was a star there... But she didn't know it. The water reached his chest. Breathing becomes heavy. The water covered her lips, and she imagined that it was Shirahoshi's kiss... She closed her eyes. Opened again. Looking at the moon through the water, the moon is broken into pieces and shakes into patches of light. She stretched out her hand to catch the broken light. The light flows away from the fingers, bright and then extinguished. She smiled. The river water quietly entered the mouth. "White Star..." She wanted to say something. The sound was swallowed up by the water and turned into a string of tiny bubbles, rising up and bursting. "... Be happy." The river water was salty that night. In the early morning, Bai Xing got off the plane. At the exit, Jiang Zilan stood there, wearing a dark blue dress. Shirahoshi stopped. "It looks very similar to what Jiang Shuqing wore today." There was a buzz in her head. Jiang Zilan came up to him and smiled. The eyes are crooked and clean. "Baixing, your answer is..." Shirahoshi stared into those eyes. The little mole is missing now. "... I want to try." "Thank you, Bai Xing." Zi Lan smiled and took her hand, pulled it up, and kissed the back of her hand gently. Bai Xing let her lead him. The hands are cold. Walking out of the arrival hall, she looked up at the sky. The sky is empty. There is no moon. There are no stars either. She didn't know that the blocked number on her phone would never light up again. Zilan didn't take her back to the dormitory that night. They went to the bar. Bai Xing drank a lot, one cup after another. She was a little drunk and fell asleep. In the dark bar, the mobile phone lit up, reflecting a piece of news about a woman who threw herself into the river in the early morning. Then it went out and disappeared among the many news. Bai Xing opened her eyes again in confusion, and this time she saw Jiang Shuqing. She was still so disheveled as to seduce Bai Ji. Bai Xing swallowed and kissed... I woke up the next day with a splitting headache. She frowned and sat up, seeing Jiang Zilan who was still sleeping next to her, and the clothes scattered on the floor. She ran away. Run back to school, run back to the dormitory, and lie down on the bed. She didn't dare ask. I dare not think about it. But Zilan said it herself - that night, it really happened. Bai Xing didn't believe it and couldn't believe it. But she still stayed by Zi Lan's side like a puppet. She didn't go home that summer, and no one asked her to go back. Later, Jiang Zilan broke up with her. Winter vacation. Qi Yu called and asked her to go back to Dongcheng for the New Year. She was afraid. But she still wanted to—want to see her. Qi Yu did not take her home. The car drove all the way to a place she had never been before. "Xingxing, let me take you to see Shuqing." Bai Xing's body suddenly stiffened. "No! I'm not going." "Go and have a look." Qi Yu didn't look back. The car stopped at the entrance to the cemetery. Bai Xing looked at the neatly arranged tombstones and his eyelashes trembled. "Why does she come here... It's inexplicable..." Qi Yu sighed. "Xingxing, get out of the car." Shirahoshi heard the sigh. But she pretended not to hear. She got out of the car and looked around. Not a soul to be seen. Qi Yu pulled her away, walked to a tombstone, and squatted down gently. "Xingxing, Secretary is here." Bai Xing held back tears, held her neck stiff, looked up at the sky, the trees, and the distance. "Where is it... I didn't see it..." Just don't look down. The next second, she knelt down. It was Qi Yu who pulled her to her knees. She suddenly couldn't see the words on the tombstone or the black and white photo on it. She was speechless. Sobbing, he slowly fell to the ground. It started to rain lightly, thinly and densely. "Mom..." She opened her mouth and her voice was hoarse, unlike her own, "I want to be alone for a while." Qi Yu stood for a while, turned around and walked back to the car. In the cemetery, the shrill cries frightened the birds flying in the trees. Bai Xing moved his knees, little by little, to the side of the tombstone, and wiped his eyes hard. She wanted to see the words clearly and the smile on the photo. But no matter how hard I wiped, I couldn't get rid of the mist in my eyes. "Teacher..." She opened her mouth. "Teacher, are you scaring me?" "I was wrong. I really was." "Stop scaring me, okay... Come out quickly..." "Teacher. Teacher..." "Jiang Shuqing..." December 31, 2018. Bai Xing said he was going out. Qi Yu was worried and wanted to follow, but she knew he couldn't be beaten and didn't care. She went to many places. Finally, he unknowingly circled back to Jiang Shuqing's community. She stood at the door for a long time, looking inside. Nothing was seen. Turned around and left. At night, she lay there until late at night. Finally I sat up, walked to the desk, and turned on the lamp. She pulled out a math notebook. Pull out a yellowed diary. Pull out a photo. Turn out a star. Pull out a scrap piece of paper. Take that red rope again. She put them one by one into the box. Then pick up the pen and write a suicide note. There are only two sentences: "Mom and Dad, forgive me for leaving first. Thank you for your upbringing. I'm sorry that I couldn't take care of you until your old age. Not much else to say. My last and only wish is that I want to be buried with Shuqing and bring a box with me." Love your daughter - Bai Xing A damp, crumpled paper lay lightly pressed beneath the box. The window of the room is open. There was no one in the house. Su Yin has a white jacket inside her down jacket. She went out into the street. In the early morning, there were still a few scattered people walking on the street. There was no car, so she walked to the cemetery. It is snowing quietly. She walked to Shu Qing in the dark. "Secretary, I'm here to celebrate the New Year with you." "How have you been lately?" "I miss you so much..." The snow fell gently to the ground, but it was melted into small pits. "Secretary... I'll leave first, please wait a moment. I'll come to you right away." After saying that, Bai Xing stood up gently and left without looking back. In a daze, she seemed to hear Jiang Shuqing's "goodbye". We walked for a long, long time. Walk to the Yongding River. I saw a couple sitting side by side from a distance. Not wanting to disturb others, she walked far to the other side. "Secretary, there is no moon today..." She took off her down jacket, moved a big stone and wrapped it in her clothes, and tied the clothes around her legs. He looked up at the sky. Without accidents or surprises, it would still be empty. Bend down, hold the stone, and walk into the river step by step. She choked on the coldness. After choking, she laughed again. Because she saw the moon - not a broken moon, but the roundest and brightest moon. The stone cut his clothes and escaped. Bai Xing closed his eyes. Sorry. It seems that it is still going to disturb others. Finally, please let me dream again... A glance for ten thousand years...

I can't do it anymore. I think this last extra story is just looking for trouble.

After the second brush, I'm really still upset [Purple Sugar] kswl

I can never bear to read this kind of article. The moon is the moon, and it should hang there forever.

I'm back and revisiting Thank You Be (Youth Pain Literary Edition)

This book is okay. The teacher is really good at writing essays about teachers and students. I just feel like there are some good things about these essays about teachers and students.

Happy holidays, Teacher Jiang. May you and the stars be happy forever~

I will always love Teacher Jiang! White Star!

It was so self-flagellating that I had to watch the extra episode.

The author had known better than to take the risk and read two articles that were both abusive. 😭 😩 [picking the brain]