The red moon on Chinese Valentine's Day

Yue hates Qixi Festival.

In fact, she hates any festival, every festival where she needs to stay in the crowd.

Yue has a pair of beautiful eyes.

Because of these eyes, her mother has loved to take her out since she was a child. She would proudly let people look at her daughter when she met them, and she would always get compliments from others.

"Oh, this little girl is so beautiful, look at her big watery eyes."

"Your daughter is so beautiful, especially her eyes. I don’t know how many boys will like her.”

My mother immediately put on an embarrassed expression and said, “Hey, don’t praise her anymore. Children don’t need to praise her.”

Only Yue herself knows that she is different, she is different from everyone else.

"Yue, you are a monster. I never want to play with you again." Xiaowei was the first little boy to say this to her.

She was five years old that year, and it was the Chinese Valentine's Day.

She and Xiaowei ran out while it was dark, and a wild cat ran out of the garden not far away. It was a dirty kitten, but it had a pair of beautiful eyes.

"Let's go feed the cat. That cat is so beautiful." Xiaowei took her hand and shook the red sausage in the other hand.

There was a couple sitting on the bench next to the flower bed, hugging each other, saying words that neither she nor Xiaowei could understand, but their words made the kitten stay away. Dare to come out.

Yue and Xiaowei had no choice but to squat by the flower bed nearby, drawing pictures on the ground with stones and waiting for them to finish speaking.

"Feng, look at the moon tonight. It's as bright as water, isn't it? The silvery light shining on the ground must also be shining on the Milky Way in front of the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl." The girl's voice was a little louder. "Feng, you will be leaving in a few days, and there will be a river between us."

"Li, look at the bright moonlight, even if we are separated, we will be in different places." place, but when we looked up, we still looked at the same moonlight, the same brightness, the same white moonlight, just like tonight we are still together."

Yue looked up at the sky. , she frowned in confusion.

"Xiaowei, do you think the moon in the sky is beautiful?" Yue pointed at the moon while squatting and watching the kitten eat.

Xiaowei raised his head, tilted his head and looked at it for a long time, and said: "Beautiful, white, and very bright."

"But what I saw was red. , as red as blood." Yue said softly.

"Impossible, how can the moon be red? It's obviously white." Xiaowei retorted.

"But all I saw was red." Yue Ye said stubbornly.

"You...then what color do you think this cat is?" Xiaowei said angrily.

"Red, as red as the moon." Yue touched the little cat's head and said.

"It's obviously a white one," Xiaowei said angrily, "Yue, you are a monster."

"Yue, you are a monster, I never want to be with you again Let's play together." This was the last word that Wanyue heard Xiaowei say.

Soon Xiaowei’s family moved away, and Yue Zai didn’t tell anyone else that there was only red in her world.

After a big fight, my father and mother left and never came back.

Her mother still took her out every day, shyly refusing to give in amidst the praises and smiling broadly.

Yue stood quietly aside, saying nothing.

She avoided crowds, parties, and all festivals, especially the Chinese Valentine's Day. She secretly laughed at herself: The Cowherd and the Weaver Girl looked at the blood-like Milky Way, and were afraid they would be too frightened. I don’t dare to cross the river anymore.

She hates drawing. She refuses to discuss colors with others and avoids color blindness tests, even if she will not be able to graduate.

She can memorize all the descriptions of others at any time, and she only chooses white clothes.

Qiang was the first boy to pursue her.

On the night of Chinese Valentine's Day, he told her that she was as beautiful as an angel, saying that her eyes were the brightest stars in the sky.

"Qiang, what color do you think the moon in the sky is?" Yue asked, pointing to the blood-red moon in the sky.

"It's white, as bright as the moon, just as beautiful as you." Qiang said intoxicated.

"No, it is red, as red as blood." Yue turned her head and looked at him quietly and said.

"How is that possible, Yue, I didn't expect you to be joking." He waved his hand forcefully and smiled disapprovingly.

"What I said is true, your clothes are as red as the moon." Yue turned to look at the blood-red moon in the sky and murmured: "Isn't the red moon beautiful? ?"

"You. You are such a monster." Qiang threw the next sentence.

This was the second time Yue heard someone call her a "monster". She lowered her head and smiled foolishly.

My mother pulled her to the mirror again and put on her newly bought white skirt.

"My daughter is so beautiful, especially her eyes. She is much prettier than those Internet celebrities who wear false eyelashes, contact lenses, and makeup. Yue'er, our club has a performance tomorrow You have to accompany your mother to the event."

Yue turned around and looked at the eyes full of hope and pride that were still clear in the blood, and nodded with a smile.

Yue suddenly fell in love with Qixi Festival.

She fell in love with the expressions on other people's faces.

When the man who confessed his affection to her looked shocked when he heard the blood-red moon.

She even liked the word "monster" that the man said when he shook his head and left, but what came from him was the sound of her laughing loudly.

Chinese Valentine's Day has become her happiest holiday.

On Chinese Valentine's Day last year, someone asked her out again.

I think Chinese Valentine's Day is such a good day, and I have to wait until this day to express my love.

Zhi is Yue’s colleague. They have worked in the same company for two years. This is also the company where Yue has stayed the longest.

The two sat quietly on a bench by the roadside.

Yue turned her head and looked at him strangely: "Don't you say something?"

"I'm wondering what the moon you see looks like?"

Yue was stunned and said cheerfully: "The moon I saw is blood red."

"I know, I was just thinking that the blood red moon must also be very beautiful."

"How do you know?" Yue asked in surprise.

"Because the folder I often hand you, I always say it is red, but in fact it is white."

"Why?" Yue looked at it angrily. Looking at him.

"Because of your beautiful eyes, I just want to know why they are always hiding."

"It turns out that you already knew it. Do you want to see my joke? If you want to say that I'm a monster, just leave after saying that." Yue suddenly felt angry and roared.

"Yue, I just want to know what your world is like. Although we can't see the same moon, isn't it more wonderful?" Zhi turned his head and looked at her tenderly.

"Yue, the blood-red moon in your eyes must be beautiful."

On Chinese Valentine's Day that year, Yue cried like a child for the first time.