16 year old graduation ceremony

Yao Xin hadn't contacted Xianling for at least five years, so she excitedly found her home number from the old phone book and dialed it, but a woman responded rudely: "Yang Xianling?She doesn't live here anymore.Yao Xin politely asked if there was a new contact number for her, but a man on the other end asked who she was and what she wanted to do with Xianling. A gathering of old classmates.The man was silent for a while, then gave her a phone number, and added: I don't guarantee that you will be able to find her, and if you can't, don't make this phone call again.After finishing speaking, she hung up with a click, and before Yao Xin could ask, an annoying buzzing sounded in her ears and mind at the same time: You're welcome, she thought.That man should be Xian Ling's husband, right?What happened to Xian Ling?

She was a little worried, so she called the phone number and rang for a long time, but no one answered.For the next two days, she would try to call again during the breaks between stock market and family affairs. Just when she swore to dial this number for the last time, the phone was connected miraculously.

Xianling's voice sounded distant and dull, Yao Xin asked her why she moved and how she was doing, she faltered, as if unwilling to say more.Yao Xin tactfully stopped asking questions, and asked her if she was free on Saturday night. Some of their good classmates in the first year of high school planned to hold a party. Fang Ruomei, who is now the wife of the chairman of a certain automobile group, took over the Jinghua Hotel The presidential suite has champagne, room service, night view, sauna, and a bunch of old photos and family photos. A few Obasans can leave their husbands and children temporarily and have a crazy night.This time you must come, Yao Xin said with a half-forced smile: They know that I still have contact with you, and they want me to find you. Liu Zhiyu said that you still owe her a bowl of duck noodles!But Xianling found all kinds of excuses, first he said that he had to take care of his mother who was hospitalized, and Yao Xin asked in surprise: Isn't your mother passed away?She hurriedly said that she would work overtime, and that she would send her son out for camping. She made up her mind and refused to agree to attend.Yao Xin guessed that she had a reason that she couldn't say, so she didn't make things difficult for her, and only left the hotel suite phone number and her own mobile phone number: If you finish your work or change your mind, just give me a call.

Why bother?Surrounded by those proud old classmates, they comforted her in one go, "Look at it, maybe you and your daughter are destined to only have a relationship of more than ten years." The house is crushed to death." "For such a heartless husband, it's better to leave early." "Hey, you are a single girl again, how wonderful it is to be free, unlike me, you have to deal with the creditors of this family every day... ."?She has heard these words for more than a year. Acquainted relatives and friends, half-acquainted colleagues, and kind strangers say the same words from different mouths, just like an impractical New Year’s gift, the sender is discharged because of courtesy And rest assured, although the recipient doesn't like these extra gifts, he still has to express his gratitude against his will.

She stared blankly at her pair of bare feet on the ground. They were rough, dry and cracked. The accumulated gray and white dead calluses made some places no longer feel itchy. The toes that had been squeezed in the high-heeled shoes for a long time had long been bent and deformed. She no longer remembered that. I went to Lovers Valley with Yao Xin and the others for an outing in the spring break of the year. What did my feet look like after soaking in the clear stream and kicking the water? What is certain is that they must not have so many years of scars, just like Xin Mr. Xin loves to paint his feet like a candy shop, full of anticipation and wants to embark on the journey of adulthood soon.But Xin Xin's feet stopped there, and with the rainbow nail polish that Xian Ling carefully painted for her for the first and last time, together with other broken and incomplete parts of her body, they were burned to ashes by the flames of the incinerator.

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