I'm not

Chapter 2

It is getting closer and closer to the Chinese New Year. I recovered from my illness and went shopping for the New Year with my mother.This small gray town is always gray at ordinary times, but it has some color in the New Year. There are colorful lights hanging on the trees, and there are warm red lanterns in the shopping malls.

"It's time to buy some dried fruit," my mother said to me, "you like pine nuts, so let's buy pine nuts."

My mother and I don’t buy many New Year’s goods every Chinese New Year. We just buy some fruits and dried fruits. Even so, we can’t finish eating every year.There are only me and my mother in our family. The Chinese New Year is deserted, but it’s not desolate.

We come to the New Year's goods market every year, as if it can be contaminated with some New Year's fireworks.

Seeing the hustle and bustle of the crowd, my mood improved inexplicably. You see, everyone on the street should have a family they love.

It's a good world, isn't it?

I took out my mobile phone and wanted to call her, ask her what she bought at home, or just say something, I wanted to talk to her.

Before I could press the dial button, a call came in. I was shocked. The psychological construction I had done before collapsed, and I almost flew the phone out.

is her?

I answered the phone, "Hi—" I said.

But there was no sound from the other side. I ran to a quiet place and heard shallow breathing on the other side.

My heart suddenly tensed up, waiting for her to speak.

"You..." There was an indistinct cry in her voice, "Can you pick me up? I'm at the high-speed rail station."

As if someone wrapped my heart tightly with a plastic bag, I heard her voice slightly distorted by the current on the phone, and my nose was sore.

"Wait for me." I hung up the phone, talked to my mother, and hurried to the high-speed rail station.

There were not many people at the high-speed rail station. She stood at the exit, wearing a white scarf, and stood there straight, her eyes calm.

She is a white flower surrounded by this gray world.

I went up to hug her and saw that there were tears in the corner of her eyes, but her expression was so calm, I said, "I'm coming."

She didn't bring anything but a carry-on bag, so she must have come in a hurry, so I asked her, "Do you want to stay in a hotel or at my house?"

"Stay in a hotel." Her voice was muffled, as if a little wronged.

After opening the room, I sat on the bed with her. The sheets were almost dazzling white. She untied the scarf and put it on the bed. I couldn't help but want to touch it.

"My parents are divorced," she said, touching the fluffy scarf on the bed with me.

I didn't say anything, I just spread the big scarf on the bed, put my head on it, and tugged at her sleeves, and she also lay down on the scarf with me, our shoulders touching each other.

I know she didn't finish, I want her to lie down and talk slowly, and I'll keep listening.

"In fact, they both wanted a divorce a long time ago, just because I have to take the college entrance examination, and they never mentioned it." She rubbed my shoulder slightly, "I also knew it a long time ago, and I hate their quarrel."

"Every time they fight, I'm in my room."

"I hate such an adult. He said it was for me, but in fact he just used me as an excuse to escape."

"I don't want to stay in a home with no one, so I want to come to you."

I saw her with her eyes closed, her voice low and soft, she simply turned her head to one side, and lowered her eyes to look at her white and tender earlobes.

"It's okay," I said, "you can come to me whenever you're unhappy."

"We grow up and we become adults." I rest my head on her shoulder "but we'll be good adults and we can live the lives we want."

"Live a life where you don't hurt anyone else, and you don't hurt yourself," I said, "and the most important thing is to be happy."

She chuckled, hugged me in her arms, and said sullenly, "Why didn't I realize that you are still a chicken soup writer?"

I felt her face was hot and a little wet, and I understood that she didn't want me to see her tears, so I obediently acted as her pillow.

The soft hair rubbed against my cheeks, and a fresh and mild fragrance touched the tip of my nose. The two of us leaned together, pillowed on a snow-white and soft scarf, like intimate lovers.

Girls will do this, and no one will think too much about it.

"I don't want to go back this year, I want to spend the New Year here."

"How about—" I was a little reckless, "you come to my house?"

"Can you? Auntie..."

"My mother, don't you know, she always wants her house to be more lively." She knows about my family's situation, "If you don't want to live in my house, just come to have a New Year's Eve dinner, if you want to go shopping in the city, just call me Let’s go surfing together, what a joy.”

"Okay," she looked enthusiastic, "we're together."

They always say that girls have to do everything together, eat together, go shopping together, and even go to the bathroom together. Sometimes I am angry that I am a girl and can’t like her openly. Sometimes I am very lucky because girls can always be with her. , listen to her little thoughts, and stick to her as a matter of course, we are good sisters.

Great, this is our first year together.

It is easy to feel happy when people are satisfied. I was walking on the way home, and the lights flickering on the trees illuminated the road ahead. People wrapped themselves warmly and walked towards home without walking. stop.

"I bought a carton of milk and pastries, is that okay?" she asked me on the phone.

"Anything is fine!" I was lying on the sofa watching TV, but I sat up quickly when I heard her voice, "Where have you been? I'll pick you up."

"I've already got off the bus, and I'm heading to your neighborhood—"

"I am coming!"

I hurriedly put on my bright red padded jacket. My mother is such a middle-aged woman who likes bright red. She is cooking in the kitchen. Since I told her that some classmates will celebrate the New Year with us, she is in a state of excitement , I went to buy new year’s goods again, ready to show my skills.

"Buy a bottle of drink when you come back," my mother said to me who was scrambling to get dressed, "see what your classmates like to drink—"

"understood!"

The cold wind hit my face all of a sudden, I put my hands in my pockets, shrank my neck, and trot all the way to the gate of the community, the joy in my heart was like my steps, jumping and jumping.

Under the light at the gate of the community, I saw her at a glance. The warm light of the red lantern at the gate hit her cheek, looking kind and gentle.She was also wearing a red dress today, with a ring of white down around her hat, covering her entire face.

I went up to pick up what she was carrying, and she smiled at me, looking very happy.

"How is it? I just went to buy clothes yesterday - I didn't expect you to have new red clothes too."

"Wow, so you and my mother have the same aesthetics. What kind of aesthetics is this for middle-aged and elderly people?"

"What do you know? Soil to the extreme is tide."

After finishing speaking, she touched the hat quite proudly, "I just fell in love with this oversized hat, and I feel so safe when I put it on."

"This hat is as big as two of your heads."

"Then come in and try—"

She also put her hat up, as if to cover my head, I laughed hahaha, standing opposite her, she threw me, and actually covered both of our heads.

My sight suddenly went dark, and my world was only left with the sound of warm and moist breathing, and a faint fragrance. I couldn't see anything, so I had to grab her arm with one hand and hold her waist with the other.I felt that her breath was touching my face, and my mind went blank for a moment.

That warm, lingering, indescribable air, those unscrupulous growing emotions, entangled me and held me in place.

I tried to see the expression on her face, but I couldn't see anything, I could only imagine her smiling because she made me laugh--I knew she had a beautiful smile, her eyes.

The surroundings suddenly became cold, it seemed that my blank expression made her laugh, she kept laughing, grabbed my arm, and said, "Let's go, let's go, you're going to kill me laughing."

I also laughed, Wanjiatongming, two girls in bright red clothes, walking staggeringly on the road in the dark night, smiling joyfully.

"What do you want to drink?" I asked, and quietly answered "Coke" in my heart.

"You must want to drink Coke, then I'm as good as you." She looked at me, "You are such a fat house."

"Then stop drinking!"

"I'm also a fat man," she kept laughing, "Two big red fat houses—then buy delicious ones."

We wobbled up the stairs, and when my mother opened the door, she immediately smiled obediently, "Hello, Auntie."

"Hello, come in quickly! Auntie has cooked a lot of dishes."

The table is indeed very rich. It seems that my mother has turned out all the family's wealth and filled a large table.It has been a long time since I have had guests at home during Chinese New Year, and my mother has always been very enthusiastic about my classmates.In addition, my mother probably guessed about her family's affairs, so I also hope that during the Chinese New Year, I will be happy and forget about the unpleasant things.I pulled her to sit directly on the chair, turned around and went to the kitchen to serve the meal.

"You are lucky. The pine nut corn made by my mother is very delicious, comparable to a chef."

"Then I thank Auntie." She especially likes to eat corn.

"Thank you, eat more, don't leave after eating, the road is strangely dark, just sleep at my house for one night, and sleep in Susu's room."

When I came out with the meal, I almost dropped the bowl when I heard what my mother said to her.

"Okay." She smiled.

We watched the Spring Festival Gala together after dinner, and it turned out to be hot as expected. The stage lighting looked like fairy sticks drawn by me in elementary school, and the language programs were all copied from the Internet.She was still watching the show quietly at first, but then she showed her true nature and complained to me all night, while my mother was cracking melon seeds, listening to our complaints with relish, interjecting from time to time.

The fireworks started at twelve o'clock, and we all ran to the balcony to watch.Although it is like this every year, I am still very excited every time this time comes.

I turned my head and saw my mother taking pictures with her mobile phone, and she smiled and watched the gorgeous fireworks blooming in the sky, and she also turned her head to look at me, with the glimmer of stars in her eyes.

"Happy New Year!" She made her lips big.

"The same to you!"

I felt warm in my heart, it's so good, there are two people I love standing beside me, it's good just like this.