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The memory stops at the afternoon when we met again. The sun’s rays made my eyes hurt. I write here the memories that I don’t want to enlarge or delete.

That summer came early. June is already very hot. You still wear your long, messy hair. Sitting in my front row.

There is a new math teacher. The immersion in lectures is so immersive, but I don’t like it. I still like the original Xiao Xu. I see you reading comics in the drawer during every math class. I guess you feel the same way I do, right?

You and I are probably the kind of students who are not interested in mathematics. This is your absence. I quietly looked through the homework on the desk in front of me and found out. There seem to be more ruthless red crosses on it than in my notebook.

You and I have never spoken to you.

The new teacher is indeed a very annoying guy. If there are mistakes in homework, he has to correct it at school at noon. There is you, there is me, and there are many other classmates. I'm really not good at logical thinking. I racked my brains and couldn't figure out why my homework was wrong. No matter where you are, you can't shake the angry eyes of the teacher on the podium behind his thick glasses.

Students who have corrected their homework walked out of the teacher one after another. In the end, only you, me, and the teacher are left.

The teacher waved his hand helplessly: "Forget it, just go back. Call me tomorrow when it's time." I stood up and packed things slowly. The teacher walked out of the classroom. You are still there.

I leaned down to look at the painting on your desk: it seems to be in the palace. The three clocks on the wall overlap and point to true north. So harmonious, so tacit understanding. Boys wearing golden crowns and girls in gorgeous clothes were dancing. According to my intuition, which girl should be Cinderella in Cinderella?

"Did you draw it? It's very beautiful!"

You He didn't say anything, just wiped his eyes. I looked into your eyes, and my small eyes were full of tears.

My smile was frozen in the air.

"If you like it, I'll give it to you." You Say.

"Really? That's great. Thank you. Well...and why are you crying?"

You didn't speak, just lowered your head.

"You must have had some sad experience, or you have lost something." I smiled.

"Yes, that's right.

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"If you believe me, can you tell me?" I looked at you very seriously.

"Don't you think I'm wordy?"

"Of course not."

"When I was very young, my father abandoned my mother and me and went to Z city alone. My mother and I lived at home "It's very lonely. Whenever I see other children holding their father with their left hand and holding their mother with their right hand and playing happily, I feel very envious and jealous. Why do others have a father but I don't?" you choked. "My father will send me a sum of money every month. But he doesn't know that I don't want money, I just want him to accompany me. But he has never spent a birthday with me. I wrote a lot There were a lot of letters. But every time the envelope was sealed and the stamp was affixed, I realized that I didn’t have his address at all. I didn’t know what to do to contact my dad. When I was in kindergarten, others said that I didn’t have a dad. They bullied me, beat me, scolded me, and teased me, but I never tolerated it. When it rained, all the parents came to pick up their children and go home. My mother was very busy and had no time. I could only hold them I rushed home with my head soaked in the rain. I thought if my father were by my side, many things would change. But he never showed up. "You started crying harder, and I couldn't hear what you were saying clearly.

I didn’t say anything, I was just thinking about how the girl who usually loves to talk and laugh became like this.

"I think I just want a modern version of Cinderella." You said .

"Everyone will encounter unfortunate things. Maybe others are more miserable than you." I think I really don't know how to comfort people, why do I say it like this.

You stand up and hug me, and I hug you too. Pat your back gently.

"Thank you for listening to me. I really appreciate you. I used to think A good student like you looks down on a poor student like me. Now I realize that I was wrong. You are very kind, and you are so innocent and cute." You said it, which made me feel a little embarrassed.

"Uh... .No way. I always thought you were the kind of arrogant person who wouldn't pay attention to me. I didn't expect you to tell me so much."

"My arrogance is just an act. That...I told you today, I hope you won't tell it. You are the first person to know this.

"Don't you believe me?"

" Oh, how could it be!"

I laughed.

"I miss my dad." You hugged me tighter.

"It doesn't matter. You won't be lonely. You have many friends. Forget your dad."

"Friends? They are all friends who eat, drink and have fun. No one really helps me or understands me."

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"Yes. Here."

"You mean you?"

"Yes."

"Then Are we friends from now on?"

"Yes. "

I didn't go home at noon that day, and neither did you. We talked for a long time. For the first time, I felt that I was so great. It actually made a person who was crying so much happy.

"You call me Qiqi, and I call you Mumu, okay?"

"Okay."

In fact, we have known each other for a long time.

lt;Cinderella who can’t wear the glass slippersgt;

You like a boy named Ye. you say. In fact, I already knew it. You have liked her for so long but never said it out loud. Children from single-parent families seem to mature earlier than children of the same age. In fact, you don't know that Ye is a boy without a mother. He likes a girl named Yi. I told you. You don't care.

One day, you wrote a note to Ye. Ye returned the note to you again before school. I know there is your confession to Ye. There should be words written by Ye on it. You cried after reading it. I thought you would be fine after you cried. Unexpectedly, you were still crying until school was over and all the classmates on duty were gone.

There are only you and me in the dark classroom.

"You clearly know that he likes Yi, why do you still do this?" I said.

I just want to give poetry a try, and I will give up only if he tells me personally. I didn't expect it to be true. "You're a little sad." Can you spend some time with me? Now. "

"Okay. "

I will take you to climb the mountain behind the school. Let the tears and sweat flow down together. When we climbed down from the other side of the mountain, you seemed to have forgotten about the note. You told jokes Listen to me. The two of us laughed wildly on the road, very loudly.

I don’t know what you are doing now, but you have to laugh every day.

lt; Cinderella and Cinderella. Girlgt;

If you are a Cinderella, Yi is also a Cinderella.

Yi is very thin and looks very poor. I have to do a lot of things for my parents. In fact, I don’t know Yi very well.

When you see Ye and Yi fighting and talking and laughing, you look away in disgust, or you look away. Come back and joke with me. I saw you still paying attention to Ye's every move. I wanted to tell you that Yi also liked Ye very much, but I didn't want to see you cry anymore.

When you face Yi, you will immediately walk away and bump her shoulder hard.

Yi once told me that you always walk away. The first time I saw her, my eyes were filled with tears. It was so scary. What nonsense, didn’t she know that enemies would be extremely jealous when meeting each other?

I really want to tell you that Yi has tolerated everything. You, please stop targeting her. I know you are not the kind of person who likes ambition. It’s just that you like Ye too much. Don’t fall in love with someone easily at our age. But I can’t tell. I can’t say that it’s normal for you to lack fatherly love since you were a child.

You gave Ye a card at Christmas. It said: If it weren’t for Yi, you would be there. Will you like me?

He sent you a card: Maybe. You are actually quite cute.

Then you gave Yi another card: I hope. You die.

From now on, Yi will stay away from you and me.

I like cats, and so do you. >

The two of us would often write long paragraphs for each other to read during those boring classes. We have a special notebook filled with notes. I don’t know why we have so many things to say. Tell you. Don’t worry about being discovered by the teacher. You sit in the second to last row and I sit in the first to last row. It’s difficult for the teacher to find out. I wrote a lot, but the teacher never noticed it. You and I were still drawing pictures there, and we were really happy on weekends. , I often go to your house, or go to the skating rink with some girls, or go shopping.

You bought a pair of couple necklaces. They are the kind of Hello Kitty cat necklaces. They are very cute. Beautiful. You put one on my neck and the other on your own.

You said: "We are two kittens, always together. "

I nodded.

The happiness continues.

Do you still remember our vows? If I write to you, will you be happy? I was surprised and thought for a long time: Who is Mumu?

I still remember your name is Qiqi.

I still remember our oath.

lt; Injured Qiqi gt;

You were slapped by a boy because of me. A few days later, you led a group of people and sent a boy to the hospital. The head teacher wanted to punish us, so you stood up and said it. : "It's none of her business. "

Then you paid for the medical expenses alone. I was forced by the head teacher to write a self-criticism. I also took "political classes" for a few days.

Actually, you are quite interesting. It's because of me, but you have to take full responsibility. That student's parents scolded you indiscriminately. I feel really uncomfortable and guilty when I see you clenching your fists. Uncomfortable.

This incident was not over yet, another incident happened again. It’s like one wave after another.

At noon that day, you and I were playing in the small garden behind the school. I went back to class very late. After returning home, I found that my friend Hui Hui didn’t look well. She ran over and whispered to her, "Ari sent the book with the chat between you and Qiqi to the class teacher. She also said that you passed the book around every class. What should you do?"

Ari has been jealous of me and hated me since I transferred to this class. She doesn’t know why. Ari, when did I offend you?

I didn’t tell you this because with your temper, you would never let Ari go. Besides, Ari and you have a pretty good relationship. You live very close to her and walk together every day after school. If you want to punish me, just punish me. Why does she want to punish you too?

The picture appeared in my mind: Ari was standing in front of the desk, saying something behind his hands. He looked at the head teacher with a flattering face. The head teacher held my notebook in his hand and read the contents page by page. He also pointed with his fingers. I was waiting for the head teacher to announce that we should enter the "hall".

It seems that I have thought up all the words to respond to the class teacher’s questions. But when you and I were actually called into the office, I was so defensive that I had no words.

You and I walked hand in hand to the office. Walking out of the classroom door, I happened to bump into Ari. I glared at her, and she smiled at us provocatively.

Go into the office. The Bamboo Man raised the notebook in his hand and said, "Whose hunger is this?"

I was about to say it was mine. But you said it was you first. The head teacher asked us both to come over. You squeezed my hand and then let go. I don't understand what that means.

"You two are quite courageous." He continued to turn over the book.

"Who wrote this paragraph?" She pointed to one of the paragraphs and read out, "*** (name of the class teacher) is so disgusting. She even speaks dialect in class. And she comes to teach us Chinese. Cut. , go home and study for a few more years. You don’t know, when she asked us to do our homework, she still picked her nose... Who wrote it!" The head teacher turned red with anger.

"It's me." You said it first.

I feel that I am so useless. You are responsible for everything I do. I am simply an ostrich. When something happens, I bury my head in the sand and leave you outside.

The head teacher slapped your face hard with the book. It hurts just like being slapped on my face by my old hometown. I wanted to say that I wrote it, but I didn't have the courage to say it.

The head teacher pulled me over and said, "No wonder your grades have dropped recently. That's it. Good students should not always play with bad students. It will affect your future. Your future..." I didn't speak.

She talked to me for a long time.

Then he pulled you over and said, "I have seen through you. It doesn't matter if you don't study hard, but it also affects good students. I will teach you a lesson today."

She takes out a stick and hits your hand. The following is like a knock on my heart.

I can't listen anymore. He stood there for a long time. Later the head teacher asked us to go back. I hold your hand and you look at me. That look was a little strange.

〈When did the separation begin〉

You still go to and from school with Ari. I don't know what Ari said to you, about me, that made you gradually become cold towards me. The head teacher also moved our positions out of the way at that time. That's good, it avoids the embarrassment of having nothing to say when you and I are together.

I want to say that it was Ari who gave the notebook to the teacher, and it was Ari who instigated our relationship. But before I could say anything, we had already graduated. You went to No. 7 Middle School and I went to No. 3 Middle School.

After that, I’m afraid we will be strangers when we meet again. I always wear a Kitty cat necklace. I don’t know if you have kept that one.

If you keep it, will you think of me when you see it?

Can I still get through the phone at that time?

Is QQ still in use at that time?

Do you still live in the same place?

I still remember these.

But,

Does it still belong to you?

I always thought you had moved and no longer lived here. In fact, you have always been here. It's just that I didn't find it.

This summer, I met you again.

I passed you by, you looked at me with a smile and passed by me. The face in front of me was very familiar, but I couldn't remember it.

When I remembered that it was you and turned to look at you again, you also turned back and looked at me, with a smile like the sunshine at that time.

I can only respond with a slightly surprised but relieved smile.

The sun's rays made my eyes hurt.

In the nearby audio store, there is the Lost Beauty of Angela Chang.

I always carry your loving smile

Looking for the beauty I lost along the way

Unexpectedly, tears rolled down the corner of my mouth

Just use the hand you held to erase it

No matter how many scenery there are, they will never stop

Only looking for the beauty I lost

Some people say no How can I be clear?

But no one can replace me

In the first second, some things are already destined to grow old

Although fate loves to joke, I sincerely Will meet sincerely