Divergent

I sang many songs to her, mostly by Eason.Every day I prepared a different song and sang it to her on the narrow path we went to school.She would listen to my singing very quietly. I don't remember if she ever commented on my singing.

Once after I sang a song, I carried her on my back, and she kept screaming in fear on the back, like killing a pig.She desperately begged me to put her down, she said she was very afraid that I would fall.It's okay if I don't say it, but I'm not happy if I say it, and I don't want to let her down. Ignoring her screams, I carried her back to the school gate before letting her down.She called me a bad person and always liked to bully her, I smiled triumphantly.I said: "You are afraid, even if I smash myself into a cripple, I can't hurt you a little bit." She just curled her lips and forgave me.

She told me that night that I was the first man to carry her besides her father.

I said you don't sing for me, just let me sing all the time, are you embarrassed?She said, "Okay, then I'll sing it to you, but don't laugh." I said, "Ghosts laugh." She began to sing: "The sun shines—the flowers smile at me—money and money say early morning ! Why are you carrying a small schoolbag..." I still couldn't hold back my smile and said, "Ha, this is good!"

But the most impressive song I sang to her was after a breakup.

We met and didn't argue, we just walked in silence.The silence was enough to suffocate.

We sat down in front of a row of bluestone slabs, looking at the pedestrian-only street not far away, I suggested singing a new song to her, and she nodded.I began to sing softly: "It's almost the winter solstice, and there is still rain in the morning and evening. Your persistence at the beginning has already made you very doubtful. In the end, you only have this dead branch... How should you love? Unfortunately, it has never been recorded in the book. , I finally figured it out, but the years don't come back, I miss the spring, but the flowers will bloom again..." Maybe it's because of the bad singing, before I finished singing, I heard her laugh, she laughed It's beautiful and funny when it's up.I frowned and slapped her on the head lightly, and said, "What's so funny!" The more I said it, the louder she laughed.I laughed too, because I was also happy to see her happy.We made up again the next day.

She gave me a string of wind chimes, which she has long since taken a fancy to.She saved money for several days to buy it. I cherish the string of wind chimes very much, it has a pleasant sound.I put the wind chime well in my bedside table, not wanting it to be blown by the wind and rain.Wind chimes represent longing.

She said that I'm not a foodie, and she doesn't know what to give me. In fact, I don't mind if she gives me something, because she is the gift that God gave me after I picked up shit for eight lifetimes.I'm not really a foodie, but she is!A real foodie!

She loves to eat all kinds of treats, treats, and sweets, especially chocolate.But once in a small shop, I caught her buying low-quality chocolates for one yuan each, without the manufacturer and date of production, and I didn’t even know if they were made of cocoa.But she said it was a good deal, and I was really worried about the quality of those so-called "chocolates", fearing that she would feel uncomfortable after eating them.So I saved all the money I planned to buy for clothes, took the bus to a bigger city and bought her some better quality chocolates.This skinny little pig was always embarrassed to accept all of them, and insisted on letting me take some away, so I had no choice but to pick some out of the chocolates for my little sister.

It was also around that time that a RIO cocktail started being advertised on TV, and even though she was getting drunk when she drank it, I decided to buy some for her.There was no supermarket in the small town at that time, so I went to other cities to buy a lot of bottles and brought them back in my schoolbag.Sweating all over my body, she said I was stupid, but in fact, it is nothing to pay for her.I took her to the storage room downstairs in my house that day, which was filthy and had no place to sit.But we had a cup of wine with RIO there, and that was the first time I had a cup of wine in my life, so did she.I think that two people who came to the same small town from different provinces to meet in the vast crowd and have a glass of wine should have let go of their last defenses.I was so lucky to meet her, drink the tears and wine together, to the nearest place.

One night before the summer vacation, we walked hand in hand on the narrow path, and we could hear cicadas singing on both sides.I sighed and said, "Yao Qian, I'm afraid I'm going back to my grandma's house this summer vacation. It's in the south of the cloud...but what should I do when I miss you?" She shook my hand and showed me In the sky, I looked up, it was the charming starry sky of summer night.It is not difficult to find that among the stars in the sky, there is a star that is the most dazzling, like a diamond.I think that's probably the North Star.

She pointed to the brightest star and said to me: "If you miss me, try to look at the stars in the sky, because I must be looking at them too. Also, I have a secret that I haven't told you— —Actually, I am the brightest star!"

"Haha, tell me again what you are? You'd better be my pig." I laughed at her.

Although I said so on my lips, I already admitted in my heart that she is the brightest star in the night sky, and she will always be so special.To this day, when I see that star, I still think of what she said that day.

After returning to the city where my grandma lived, she would send her selfies every day, filling up my cell phone.Some photos were secretly taken by one of her girlfriends and sent to me while she was asleep. She slept like a dead pig. She secretly drank some beer that day.

She sends some beautiful selfies every day, just to torture me, so one day when she wakes up, I say to her: "You just stay in this state and don't touch your hair. Take a selfie and give it to me. Me! Otherwise, I’ll ignore you.” The moment the photo was sent, her stomach hurt from laughing: her hair was like a handful of chicken coops, and she pouted under the chicken coop.The image is completely ruined.

Some of the favorite pictures in the album are of her in a wreath, I have never seen a person as beautiful as her.I was completely defeated by her.

Every night, I have to look at her photos dozens of times before I can fall asleep, and sometimes I will gently kiss the photos.