hate farewell thirteen

"June [-], [-]

Ome's wedding was held in a church. When I was in the United States, I would occasionally go to church to pray for the safety of my family.

She had expected that Qingmei would be beautiful in a wedding dress, but the moment she saw her, she couldn't help being amazed, she was the most beautiful in the world.

......"

Xu Qingmei wore a white gauze dress with layers of skirts, her long hair was tied behind her head, and the white gauze was hanging down her waist.Westerners call this a wedding dress, just like what they think of as marriage, white and holy.

Xu Qingmei sat in front of the dressing table, "Shu Man, look at me, do you look good?"

Song Shuman stood behind her, with her hands on Qingmei's shoulders, she looked at the bride in the mirror, "There is no one more beautiful than you today."

"Ome."

Song Shuman followed the voice and looked, wearing a white suit, wearing a flower around the collar, looking bookish, and looking like a literati, it should be that Mr. Jiang Li.

Qingmei got up and walked to him, "This is Song Shuman, the hair girl I always mentioned to you." Then she looked up at his face, the corners of her mouth were hanging to the sky, "This is Mr. Jiang, my husband .”

The air is filled with the smell of sweet cotton candy, sweet and sweet, Song Shuman can't stay any longer, "You two get tired of it, I'll go out first, so I won't disturb you."

The wedding was held in the church, Song Shuman sat on the bench in the second row, watching Qingmei walk into the hall step by step with Uncle Xu on her arm.

Uncle Xu delivered the green plum to Jiang Li, he patted Jiang Li's hand, and sat down again, his eyes were already red.

Growing up together since childhood, Song Shuman's affection for Qingmei has been fused into blood. She should be happy to see her getting married, but seeing Uncle Xu like this, she couldn't help crying a little.

Liao Shenyan patted Song Shuman's thigh from the side, and said in a low voice, "You don't mean to cry, what day is this, I didn't bring a tissue."

Song Shuman's tears got stuck in her eye sockets, and suddenly she didn't want to cry so much.

The pastor held the Bible and read slowly in his non-standard Mandarin: "Mr. Jiang Li, are you willing to marry Ms. Xu Qingmei and live with her according to the teachings of the Bible? To be one with her before you, to love her, to comfort her, to respect her, to protect her, as you love yourself. Whether she is sick or healthy, rich or poor, and remain true to her till the end of this world?"

"I am willing."

"Miss Xu Qingmei, are you willing to marry Mr. Jiang Li as a wife, live with him according to the teachings of the Bible, become one with him before God, love him, comfort him, respect him, and protect him, just like you love yourself .Whether he is sick or healthy, rich or poor, always be faithful to him till the end of this world"

"I am willing."

"Ask the bride and groom to exchange rings."

A pair of little flower girls stepped forward and handed the suede ring box to the bride and groom, Jiang Li put the ring on Xu Qingmei's hand.Song Shuman saw his mouth opening and closing, his voice was too low to know what he said, but Qingmei smiled shyly.

After the two exchanged rings, the pastor said: "Now the groom can kiss your bride."

Jiang Li held Qingmei's face in his hands, bent down and lowered his head, and kissed Qingmei.

The wedding was transferred from inside the church to the lawn outside the church, and someone came to send blessings and bring flowers.From a distance, Song Shuman saw the woman in a white cheongsam with her hair tied up in a wooden hairpin, holding a bouquet of lilies in her hand.She came in style, and she was not as charming as that day. She was a little less charming and more elegant. If she hadn't seen her in the Liyuan that day, Song Shuman would have mistakenly thought that she was from a family Lady.

"Sister Zhou!" Xu Qingmei called happily.

"Happy newlyweds, happy marriage for a hundred years." Zhou Ru handed the bouquet of lilies in Qing Mei's hands, "Something was delayed, you came late, you didn't make it to your wedding, don't you blame me?"

Xu Qingmei shook her head, "It's because I was too abrupt and didn't care about Sister Zhou's work."

"At first I wanted to wear a red dress for celebration, but after thinking about it, you are newly married, and I was afraid that it would be too conspicuous in red. It was hard to find such a dress at the bottom of the box, and it looks like a woman from a good family."

"You definitely don't know Sister Zhou." Xu Qingmei introduced to Song Shuman who was on the side, and she whispered in Shuman's ear, "We went to the pear orchard secretly when we were young, and I also sneaked there after you went out. Pipa, I learned from my sister on a whim. Next time I have a chance, I will play it for you."

Zhou Ru took a closer look at Song Shuman, "I said, why does it look familiar, so it's you."

Xu Qingmei asked: "Do you know each other?"

"Just like you, I bumped into me once in Liyuan."

"Ome!"

Qingmei was called away, and the brides at the wedding are busy people, so she asked Shuman to accompany Sister Zhou to talk, and not to let Sister Zhou place orders.

"My name is Zhou Ru, the Ru character for Three O'clock Water, you should be about the same age as Qingmei, and you can also call me sister like her. I mean, if you want."

Song Shuman looked like a good child at this time, "Hi sister Zhou, my name is Song Shuman, I'm Qingmei's younger brother, the same age as Qingmei."

"If you didn't say your surname is Song, I would have thought you two were biological sisters. You are indeed friends who grew up together when you were young. You are very similar in every way."

"I also like the pipa played by sister Zhou very much."

"Want to learn?"

Song Shuman shook her head, "When I was young, I learned to play the piano. I practiced for three hours and then slipped out to play for two hours. The piano at home is covered with dust."

"I didn't like it when I was a child. It was too boring. Later, when I came to Nanjing alone, I was lucky to know how to order."

"It's a coincidence to see sister Zhou here, but I can't believe it."

Zhou Ru smiled, "I often say that the world is small, and I always meet this and that. Some people meet every now and then, and leave at some point, and then someone else will come in again and make up for it quickly. That loophole. So the meeting was a predestined fate."

There is a second half of this passage, which was later added by Zhou Ru. She said, sometimes the person you meet by chance is the second half of your life. You just glance at it at that time, and you can't imagine it.Only when the hair of both of them turned gray, they held hands and suddenly sighed, oh so it was him.

At that time, Song Shuman did not expect that her hasty glance took a long time, and that moment was longer than her whole life.

Zhou Ru didn't stay for a long time and left after a while.In the group photo of the wedding, Song Shuman was standing next to Qingmei, holding for her the bouquet of lilies that she couldn't hold down. With a flash of the camera light and a click, the person stayed inside, very fast.

After the wedding, Song Shuman rarely looked for Qingmei, she didn't want to run around every day to feel the sweet and greasy air.

After Song Shuman returned home, she went to see the piano in the piano room. It wasn't the dusty scene as imagined. The house was cleaned by servants on time, and the piano was as clean as new.It was rare for her to sit in front of the piano and try to strike a few notes with her index finger. As soon as her hands touched the keys, her mind went blank, and she didn't remember how to play it for a long time.

The scales knocked out at random constitute a non-existent movement. Song Shuman was just immersed in memories and self-creation when Song Hongsheng yelled: "Song Shuman, don't move that piano!"

Song Shuman watched her father rush into the room in a hurry, and carried Song Shuman out of the door, "This piano is very expensive, don't spoil it, I can't even listen to it."

"It's practice, not waste. Anyway, it's left on, and no one plays it."

"When no one is playing, it's a display. It makes people feel comfortable just looking at it. When you play it, it's making noise, and it makes you panic when you listen to it."

Song Shuman thought, she'd better go abroad.

Xu Qingmei picked a sunny day to visit Shuman. Seeing that it was Qingmei who came, Song Shuman teased her, "Newlyweds, why do you come to my house when you have time?"

"The group photo on the wedding day was beautiful. I'll give you one." Xu Qingmei stuffed the photo into Song Shuman's hand, "You put it away, and I'll be leaving first."

"I haven't sat down yet, so I'm leaving."

Xu Qingmei pretended to be serious, "Busy, we are newly married after all."

The two laughed together tacitly, and she pulled Xu Qingmei into the house, "You only stay at home when you're married? There's nothing to do?"

"What are you referring to? Laundry and cooking? A good wife and mother?"

"How can a lady who doesn't touch the sun with her ten fingers do such trivial things?" Song Shuman gently stroked Xu Qingmei's hands, "I see that these hands are very delicate."

"Okay, I occasionally help Mr. Jiang look at the students' homework at home, and there are some manuscripts from the newspaper office. Oh, by the way, why don't you go to the newspaper office? Mr. Jiang still has a few people he knows."

Jiang Li is a university professor, young, doing everything.Song Shuman originally asked Qingmei that she really meant this, but she backed off temporarily, "I won't go,"

"Why don't you go? You used to love to write articles, so it suits you. You don't mean to be embarrassed to talk to me, do you? What kind of friendship do we have? Are you worried about this?"

Song Shuman was amused by Xu Qingmei, "You've been thinking too much, what's wrong with you? I'll think about this matter again, and if it's decided, I'll go find you as soon as possible."

"That's settled. I can't get in the circle of wives. I don't want to alienate us because of marriage. They ask me to play cards, but I don't know how to play cards. It's boring to praise my card skills when I always win."

"It's because you don't know how to play cards. If you beat them all, they won't be willing to ask you to play again. I'll call someone again, and we will play together."

"I don't want it. If I lose those wives, I will lose you again."

The younger brother was at home on weekends, and finally Song Shuman called his younger brother Song Chengliang.Three people playing cards are different from four people, they can't eat, they can only kong and ping.How could Song Chenliang know how to play poker, playing poker is to play freely, Xu Qingmei didn't allow Shuman to teach him, he didn't even understand the rules.

In the fifth hand that Xu Qingmei lost, she pushed the cards away angrily, "Don't play anymore, don't ask me to play cards again, Song Shuman, you are too black-hearted, don't leave me a single hand won."

After Qingmei left, the sky also darkened.Song Shuman sat down, looked at the group photo carefully, took a pen to write the word "Zhou Ru" on the bouquet of lilies, and put it in a glass photo frame.That was their first photo together and the last one.

Generations of history, generations of people, everyone lives in history.Most of the times are ordinary people, and there are no history books. Song Shuman just wants to be an ordinary person, and just be ordinary for a lifetime, that's fine.