love letter from the down and out

It's embarrassing to be a girl, but at this moment, he suddenly wants to write a letter to his future self.Shen Fang squeezed his fingers, always saying "yes".In the seaside hut, besides toy sand toys, there are also various exquisite postcards. Ji Wanxuan waved his hand in the direction of Ji Ning before he went in to pick it out. He felt ashamed to be a mother and threatened him with a shovel. You can't turn around.However, this son seemed to be addicted to scolding, the arc of the end of his eyes was deeper, and he jumped up the steps briskly with his hands behind his back.Although Ji Wanxuan is a strong chicken now, when he was young, he was just a weak chicken.When she was studying cello in the Children's Palace, Xiao Xiaoji had to be accompanied by her mother from beginning to end.No parents can stay in the classroom, Ji Ning can only stand outside the door and wait, but if Ji Wanxuan turns around and doesn't see the woman's seaweed-like long hair on the small window of the back door, he will immediately poke his mouth in panic, Tears couldn't be shed, and his men saw the movement of sawing wood.It took a whole year for this bad habit to gradually get better, but now it seems to be revived again, and it has come back doubly.That's probably what it feels like to worry about gains and losses.The index finger slid across the rows of postcards, Ji Wanxuan's smile remained unchanged, but his eyes were in a daze for a moment. "Do you like this?" Shen Fang handed a box of hand-painted small fresh postcards to his eyes.Ji Wanxuan raised his eyelids, and Mingcheng's eyes were shining with a smile as before. "Okay." There are no extra tables and chairs in the hut, so they can only write on the window sill, but the window is facing Ji Ning's direction, and Ji Wanxuan is very satisfied.Every time he writes five characters, he raises his eyes to check whether Ji Ning is sitting properly. He is stubborn and serious, just like a parent watching a child doing homework - except that he is the one who writes.After a half-hearted effort, Shen Fang had already finished writing his own.Ji Wanxuan coughed lightly and finally concentrated, but she still couldn't hold back her unconstrained style to cover up her dizziness. "Actually, every year on my birthday, I will leave a letter to myself in the next year." This behavior sounds more nasty than what he is doing now, Shen Fang wrote down his pen and looked out the window for him, and did not laugh out loud .But Ji Wanxuan is very good at making up for herself: "There is nothing in the letter, only 100 yuan, but it is often not kept until the end of September of the next year, and I will unpack it and spend it in advance." Shen Fang finally got a little curious: " What did you buy?" This question seemed to touch the extremely soft part of Ji Wanxuan's heart, he held his chin with his left hand that didn't hold the pen, and when he wrote the last period on the postcard, the window in his heart that had been dusty for many years suddenly came out of his heart A small slit of anxiety was opened. "Buy flowers," he said.Shen Fang didn't have time to ask what flowers to buy.He seemed to have seen something, and suddenly stood up straight, even shaking. "...Teasing." The pen in his hand fell silently to the ground, Ji Wanxuan raised his head, and in the blurred vision was Ji Ning's figure who fell down without warning.He flipped out from the ledge.When he ran out, he fell into a very embarrassing somersault, and there were inconspicuous shellfish buried on the soft sand, which easily scratched his palm.Ji Wanxuan noticed from a very young age that the middle of May every year is a very special day.On that day, Ji Ning would buy herself a bunch of delicate and small cotton, and stare at it very late by herself.One year on May NO.14, before Ji Ning went out, the doorbell rang.Outside the door was a little brother who delivered flowers, holding a bouquet of the cotton she was most familiar with, with a green leaf background, and a small and cute rabbit doll inside.There was no writing on the card, and the sender said it came from afar.Ji Wanxuan still remembers that summer evening, Ji Ning's hand holding the pen to sign for the receipt was shaking.He doesn't know what the meaning of this bouquet of flowers is, and he doesn't even know if he is doing it right, but every summer in the future, he will go to the flower shop to order a bouquet of cotton in advance, and Ji Ning is also used to waiting for the doorbell at home , Never bought flowers for myself again.Later, the little brother who delivered flowers opened a flower shop in the alley of his home. At the beginning, middle, and end of every month, he would send Ji Ning a bouquet of seasonal flowers carefully selected by him.Ji Wanxuan originally thought that all these stories would have a good follow-up.It's just that this year's 100 yuan has not been stuffed into the envelope, how did Ji Ning become a Sleeping Beauty overnight.Half of the boy's face was covered by his mother's shoulders, his expression was confused as if he saw a tricky new question.He stared at the skyline at the end obsessively, without blinking for a long time.A ship in the distance blew its siren.His carefree youth had come to an end.

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Ji Ning: I haven't received the bento yet, but the fish-flavored shredded pork pie in front is really tempting

light as a feather

The night is as cool as water, and the autumn moon is as quiet as a frozen scene in a painting. The moonlight shines on the window sill, and is easily enveloped by the warm yellow night lights in the ward.On the bed by the window lay a beautiful woman, but beside the bed sat a statue.After a long time, the statue's throat moved slightly, but it still remained silent.Ji Wanxuan stared at the comb in his hand, it had been a long time since the sun was setting and the moon was in the sky.His mind seemed to be replaying the video over and over again, repeatedly playing the scene of the doctor bowing to thank him after defibrillation during the day, the scene of him calmly telling Ji Yuan who rushed over that he was fine, and the scene of him and Shen Fang saying that he only Imagine being alone.But he couldn't remember the expressions of the doctor, Ji Yuan and Shen Fang when they heard his words.The picture in his mind is in the third person. Ji Wanxuan watched all his reactions that day almost indifferently, and finally realized: ah, he really is a jerk from the bottom of his heart.Will human beings be like him when they are in extreme pain?It fits perfectly like a programmed robot, and can't find any mistakes, but it's just inhuman.Before Shen Fang left, he squatted in front of Ji Wanxuan and held his hand seriously.He said: "The postcard is still there. The boss put it away for us. He will send it on your birthday." Ji Wanxuan trembled his eyelids and did not speak.Grandpa cannot live without people, and when Ji Yuan left, he just rubbed his head without saying anything.Ji Wanxuan sat on the chair, still in a daze.Later, Fanda, who had lost his teeth, climbed out of the bed and stuffed a comb in his hand.It was the wooden comb in Ji Ning's nightstand.He never opened his mother's drawer, and he never knew that there was a veil inside, on which lay every strand of long hair she had lost after chemotherapy these days.Before she was discharged from the hospital yesterday, she also said, let's go back from the beach and have a refreshing short haircut and change the hairstyle.Like a fool, he bent his eyes and said that you can sell a lot of hair for a good price.The house was very quiet, except for the dim lights inside and outside the house.Ji Wanxuan bent down deeply, buried her face in the hollow of her knees, and held back the long part of crying in her throat unbearably.A hand rested on the back of the young man's spine protruding like a flower.It was a weak, soft hand.Ji Wanxuan trembled all over, feeling like a dream, and when he raised his head tremblingly, he remembered that his eyes were probably still red, and when he wanted to lower his eyes at a loss, the hand pinched his fingers first. "Squeamish." Ji Ning looked at him crookedly on the bed, her brown pupils reflected the warm lamp, and the dimple at the corner of her mouth was very sweet.Unknowingly, Fanda also got up from the bed.In fact, the kid wasn't asleep at all, he had been secretly squinting his eyes to observe Brother Herbal Tea who seemed to have accidentally lost his soul.My brother's eyes were very red, as if he was sick.The aunt sat up, gently rubbed the corners of his reddened eyes with her fingertips, and asked gently: "Would you like to listen to a bedtime story?" My brother shook his head and suggested softly, "Let's cut our hair short." Auntie seemed to be taken aback for a moment, but she smiled and said, "Okay." Fanda didn't quite understand why he was carried to a chair and sat down, wrapped around his brother's jacket, and stared blankly. He waited blankly for his aunt to stand behind him and move the knife.A lot of newspapers were spread on the floor. Ji Wanxuan was sitting opposite Fanta with her legs tightly hugged, her chin resting on her knees, and she was staring at Ji Ning, who was holding an electric fader by the wall and concentrating on studying how to use it. "If the nurse comes to check the night right now, I'll lose my face." She seemed to feel depressed about it, but as long as she looked up and saw Ji Wanxuan's clean eyes with no impurities, she would smile helplessly at him . "It doesn't matter if I lose my face. If you shave your hair ugly, don't feel ashamed." Ji Wanxuan buried his mouth in his arms and shook his head, Fanta answered in a very polite voice: "I shaved Bald, I'm not afraid!" Ji Ning laughed out loud with her lips pursed, and raised her hand to touch the child's bald little head: "Then I'm here, baby." I bought it, the premium silent version, and I originally wanted to keep it for myself to use quietly, but I didn't expect that it would be the first one to take a knife on a child in the end.The child's black and blue hair stubble reluctantly landed on the tip of his nose and eyebrows amidst the unbearable hum of the machine, and the soda turned into a little novice at night, only the cavities in his teeth when he laughed still showed his childlike innocence. patch.A nurse's footsteps came from far and near outside the door.Ji Ning immediately turned off the machine, her eyes widened nervously.The conscience of heaven and earth, since she no longer worried about being suddenly called by the teacher to answer questions after graduation, she has never had such a rapid heartbeat.Ji Wanxuan tilted his head to look at her with half of his face propped up, a thin layer of smile finally gradually appeared in his eyes.Ji Ning glared at him reproachfully, commanded Fanda to jump down from the chair in a low voice, pulled Brother Herbal Tea over and sat down, and then stuffed the clothes tied around her neck to him.