What are the sad stories about boys and girls?

I read the story once, cried once, and pushed hard. ...

Strawberries cross the ocean

Five years ago, Duoduo went to England alone. "If you go there, you won't see strawberries in your hometown." When we hugged and said goodbye at the airport, she smiled and said that Duoduo never wrote melancholy and loneliness on her pale face, because they had already been engraved in her bones.

Many parents are closely watched by the media, but no one knows that they have another child named Ando. When they broke up, they refused to admit their former feelings and refused to admit the verification of that relationship-flowering. 1 1 years old, Duoduo became the richest child, and her parents chose to use money to fill the hole in family ties.

I saw blossoming a long time ago. That day, I saw the host and hostess of the big house next door quarreling in the yard from the window because they didn't want to hug the slim little girl. And the little girl turned coldly and walked to the school bus alone. Two stubborn braids shook gently in the spring breeze, and the small back was covered with frost in the direction of the sun.

In the early summer of Grade Two, I found a cunning vendor trying to sell a girl a catty of strawberries at the price of 200 yuan. I held my cell phone in my hand and threatened to "call the police immediately" to help the girl get the money back. I suddenly recognized her as the little girl two years ago.

"Are you an idiot? So someone only bought these strawberries with so much money? " I think she is ridiculously naive.

"I, I just want to buy some strawberries ..." She quickly put her arms around the bag of strawberries like a baby, her eyes shining with anxiety. I can't help laughing. After all, she is just a child.

"Don't be afraid, I'm not stealing strawberries."

"Who are you? I don't know you! " She's like a little hedgehog armed to the teeth.

"Well ... my name is brother, and you?" Teenagers' hearts are full of deep thoughts.

"Brother, I am blossoming-Ando." She suddenly smiled, her eyes narrowed into two furry slits, as naive as a five-year-old baby.

Compared with children of the same age, blossoming is simpler and quieter.

Blossoming loves nothing but strawberries. Crazy about strawberries. From summer to early autumn, strawberries are indispensable in the hands of flowers. All strawberries are never in a hurry to eat. She always stared at them and blinked, as if a dancing elf lived in a strawberry, and she was absorbed in talking with her. When you eat strawberries, you always chew them one by one, as if the delicious taste on your fingertips is only savored.

"blossoming, why do you like strawberries so much?"

"Strawberries are just the fruit of a weed. This weed creeps on the ground, nobody cares, nobody cares, and grows lonely and sadly in the corner. It can only blossom quietly and bear fruit quietly. But such a beautiful fruit can only hide under the leaves, quietly beautiful and rotting. From the day flowers were born, their mother didn't want them, and neither did their father. Flowers are an unwanted child, and nobody loves them. Nobody loves strawberries, so they love strawberries. "

I looked at the blossoming, and she looked at the distance, still expressionless, just holding the strawberry in her hand tightly to her chest. Suddenly I feel what time left in this small body and what it took away, but it left a deep mark on her heart, but it hurt me.

I found that I like the blossoming flowers that are always by my side, and I like to look at her innocent and indifferent face, even if I am not in her eyes.

That year, I was 19 years old and I was 15 years old.

Duoduo has grown into a teenager, but he has only been educated for three days. On the first day of school, the new classmates named her silence; The next day, she ignored her classmates' conversation; On the third day, the teacher asked questions, but she refused to answer. On the fourth day, she was expelled from school. Many parents didn't go to school to defend her and didn't fight for anything. On the right foot of the drop-out advice, there are two crooked and childish Chinese characters-An Heduo. Duoduo never went to school again. Although I had a tutor later, I resigned automatically within three days. "Such a lonely child can't learn anything at all." That's what all the teachers who came to settle down said.

All this was told to me by the housekeeper An Fang. He is the only person in the family who takes care of blossoming, and he doesn't like blossoming either, but he is the housekeeper who has to take care of everything in the family.

I know dodo is smart. If she wants to learn, she can learn anything she wants. Because the strawberries she painted are excellent, her perception of color is unique and wonderful. She can always create the most special strawberries, but she always paints the background as a pair of eyes shining with cold metal light. I know that blossoming is expressing herself in pictures, but I'm not sure whether it's strawberries or those eyes that represent her in the pictures. Maybe, both.

I like literature very much. After an outing, I always feel the beauty of nature and write some small poems. Duoduo always pesters me carefully to write a neat poem and put it in her picture folder.

Over time, blossoming still calls me "brother" and "elder brother", but I never call her "sister". I vaguely feel that blossoming is more important in my heart than my sister. ...

When I was a freshman, I joined the school's literature club, where I met a quiet and lovely applicant. I started to stay at school at noon, took the school bus home for an hour after school, and went to the literature club on Sunday, because Shenhui was there. Shenhui is a healthy and happy girl, healthy from the inside out. It's easy to be with her, and you don't have to be careful not to accidentally break other people's hearts. The number of times I went to settle down has obviously decreased. When I am excited and busy, blossoming and her strawberries often jump into my mind unexpectedly, "Do you miss me?" I don't even have time to think about it.

My relationship with Shenhui rose to the point where the romantic news spread in the literary society. My classmates and I drank a lot of wine. I thought I should be happy for this day, but I can't tell you what it feels like.

That night, Shenhui saw me to the door, and I looked up at Anzhai unconsciously. A shadow flashed in the light on the second floor-blossoming!

After the bid, I walked out of the house and found blossoming waiting for me.

Is that a flower? A long black hair is not only gone, but only short ears and short hair, which is hastily trimmed. Her face is paler than before, and her eyes are slightly red, as if she didn't sleep well. In the eyes, the coldness recedes slightly and there is something to say. For an instant, my heart ached. Did I neglect it? Since when, Duoduoyi is no longer a child, but has become this beautiful girl.

"blossoming?"

"Brother ... blossoming is leaving."

"Where to?" I don't understand.

"……"

"Where to go? Library or brother's orchard? Hehe, why do you want strawberries again? Go, my brother will pick it for you-"My mind is blank, with my back to the blossoming, but I can't move a step.

"Elder brother, I'm going to England, and an art school sent me a notice, saying that I can learn to draw ..." Turning around, I didn't look up, and my feet rubbed uneasily on the ground.

"When are you leaving?"

"Soon, the flight is at nine o'clock in the morning."

"So soon?" I looked up and looked into the eyes of blossoming.

"Brother." Sadness is jumping in the eyes of blossoming. "Brother, are you happy with someone now?" ? In this way, this is good ... "blossoming turned his head to one side.

"blossoming, do you ... see it?" I remember that it was Shen Hui who sent me home at night.

"Don't go, blossoming ..." My retention is as light as talking.

Laugh more. I'd rather she cried.

"Brother, have you forgotten? Duoduo is an unwanted child. In this world, my brother is the best for blossoming, but blossoming knows that it is because my brother has pity on me ... Now, it's time for blossoming to go ... "A sob, no, it's not blossoming, it's my ear; The corners of my mouth are blooming, but tears are pouring out of my eyes.

I was the only one who saw me off at the airport.

I picked countless strawberries in the orchard, filled a sports backpack and stuffed them into the hands of blossoming.

"Brother, there are too many strawberries, and the shelf life. If you can't finish them, they will rot. " Blossoming said with a smile.

"Then try to eat!" After more than four years with blossoming, I know that blossoming won't love me as much as strawberries, but I know that she depends on me. This time she left alone, and there was no one to rely on. ...

I hugged each other tightly, thinking that the slender heat in my arm was fleeting, and my heart was sour.

"If you go here, you won't be able to eat strawberries in your hometown." Every flower's voice is soft and weak, as if talking to itself.

The back of blossoming towards the boarding gate is as frosty as when walking towards the school bus six years ago. I thought blossoming would never look back, but she turned, looked at me and smiled. That smile seems to be waiting for something. And I just looked at her from a distance and did nothing. At the moment when her figure disappeared, I shouted out the name of blossoming in my heart-"Amdo"!

That year, I was 2 1 year old and dodo 17 years old.

After blossoming left, Ann's house was empty, and Ann took blossoming to England. At night, Anzhai stood quietly in the dark like an ancient castle, and the lights on the second floor never came on again.

I quit the world of literary clubs and applications. I take good care of the orchard, especially the strawberries. In the days when I neglected to take care of the orchard, I put a pink fence on the strawberry garden and drew a strawberry.

"Flowers are unwanted children, and nobody loves strawberries, so they love strawberries ..." I have carefully observed strawberries on the fence, and none of them are unique. There is a strawberry painted on the two fences at the door, one is blue and the other is orange. The blue one says "brother" and the orange one says "blossoming" ...

Time flies. Every summer, I get an email from blossoming in England.

"Brother, the strawberries in the garden are ripe, right? Really want to have a taste, even if there is only one ... "

Every letter has only one sentence, but it makes me unable to calm down. Every time I read a letter, I always get into the garden and pick it in the strawberry field. I often get hurt by sharp strawberry leaves. But when I put a carton full of strawberries on the counter of the post office, I will be rejected: "sorry, sir, fresh fruit can't be mailed." Even so, I still pick strawberries every year, and I see the helpless expression of the clerk in distress situation every year, but I just can't stop my stupidity. I really want to show blossoming these strawberries. They are red for her to eat every year.

My master's degree was completed ahead of schedule, and this is the fifth summer when Duoduo left. I am very happy this summer vacation, because one of my classmates is going to study in England. For me, this is a great opportunity to give more strawberries.

In order to let the flowers taste the strawberries in the orchard as soon as possible, I specially picked the ripe crimson fruits and refilled my travel bag. I think, three layers of insurance paper should ensure that all strawberries reach the hands of blossoming safely.

Blossoming should laugh. ...

Strawberries began their journey across the ocean, and I also began a long wait.

The first thing I wake up every day is to open my mailbox and search for blossoming letters, but I always come back in vain.

Waiting is anxious and sober. I finally understand that those strawberries are just my emotional sustenance. For five years, I have never given up the idea of seeing blossoming. It's not those strawberries that should go to England, but me. Everyone has the right to be timid in front of feelings. What I have always been afraid of is not that once I have paid my feelings, I can never get them back, but that if I just hope, my friendship or affection with blossoming will be corroded and transpiration. I can't face it. I knew that I had made a mistake. One person's retreat makes two people lonely.

I plucked up the courage to write to blossoming. I have to wait for the answer from blossoming.

However, after three months, there is not a letter in my personal mailbox. ...

"Mr. Chen, the company mailbox is about to empty the old mail, and there are two unread emails for you. Would you like to keep them? "

Probably another sloppy company sent the documents to the secretarial office.

"Please forward this letter to my office mailbox. Thank you, Miss Secretary. " I had to look up from many official duties to see this unexpected guest.

The first letter came from the housekeeper, Ann.

Master Xiao Nuo: I'm Ann Fang. Today, this young lady received the strawberries you asked her to bring. She is very happy, but her mood is not stable. She cried and laughed. This is the first time I have seen a young lady cry. She didn't even cry when she left Taiwan Province Province and you five years ago. Miss Wang suffers from congenital heart disease. I believe she didn't tell you. Over the years, you have given my young lady the desire and courage to live, but five years ago, her condition deteriorated and she had to come to England for medical treatment. In the past five years, Miss's illness has been good and bad, mostly in summer. She always talks about strawberries, but never mentions you. However, she read one email after another.

Today, Miss Li has a very important operation-replacing the damaged heart valve. This operation will decide the young lady's life and death. Because the young lady's heart is not developing well, the operation will be very difficult and she may not be able to get off the operating table.

Miss will receive your strawberries in a good mood before the operation, which I think is good for the operation. Thank you on behalf of miss.

The second letter was sent two days later.

Master Xiao Nuo: Please forgive me for writing to you so late. Miss's funeral has just ended. Although you sent Miss Li your favorite strawberry from your hometown, you still failed to save her life. With the young lady gone, there is no need for me to stay and settle down. However, the lady wrote you a letter before the operation, and she asked me to send it to you. Also, when you sent the last letter to Miss Li, Miss Li was gone, so she couldn't read your letter. Here, I will send your letter to you together.

I opened the blossoming letter.

Brother: I received the strawberry you sent me. Looking at them, I cried. Everything has a shelf life, so do strawberries. Some strawberries are rotten because they are ripe. Dude, I don't really want to see strawberries in my hometown. What I want to see is you. I only send an invitation letter every summer. I hope you can pick me up and come back to you. We are too stupid, aren't we?

I cried for a long time, both happy and heartbroken. I know this tear will be my last cry on earth, for us.

In fact, five years ago, at the airport, I wanted to tell you: Brother, I'm not your sister, I'm Ando, who asked you to keep me?

For a long time, there was a deep cry in the silent office. ...