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Chapter 3

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"If you are afraid, you can let go of my hand now."

That afternoon when I came back from the church, I was sitting on the porch of her house, the wind was blowing, and the green radish flowers were so long that my hair could be drawn. She asked me: "Yu Su, why don't you even know what you like?" ?"

I know, I always knew.

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The punctured window paper was terrible and couldn't be closed at all. After that, we often stuck together like two larvae, rustling and rustling.The women's toilet after class, the rockery next to the women's toilet, the playground behind the rockery, and the water room near the playground.

It's not that no one noticed it, it's just that everyone who noticed it acted as if nothing had happened, no one complained to the teacher, and no one even showed contempt in front of us, which is puzzling.

Mother is rarely at home, and as long as mother is at home, father can't laugh. I always sue and tell mother how many women my father has brought home for the night.I'm so sick of those potsticker women, each with eight legs, and they clung to their father like flies. Wherever his father went, the flies followed him.

They also like to say to me: "Hey, this is your daughter, she is so old." It seems that she has watched me grow up, as if she is much older than me, and many of them are older than me. I'm still young.

The one that annoys me the most is one named Zhang Youmei.

When my father was with her, he couldn't see me, only her.Zhang Youmei is not very old, about the same age as Abi.She likes to wear a lake-blue cheongsam, which belongs to her mother, and a white cashmere, which also belongs to her mother, but she wants to grab it.She always snatched things dear to her mother, just like a dog that has only eaten bones but not meat.

I don't understand, my mother's body is extremely thin, and few people can wear her clothes, how Zhang Youmei's bulging chest and plump arms are stuffed in with difficulty.

During the Mid-Autumn Festival, my mother came back from other places.Zhang Youmei was in his father's room, and my mother asked me to go and wake her up from bed.Zhang Youmei is crooked on the bed, her eyebrows are frosty and gray, her arms are covered with emerald jade bracelets, and a pair of pearl earrings hang down to her shoulders. She beckons me to sit, her upper body is covered with cotton In the quilt, I'm too embarrassed to look at her, what she looks like.

"Get dressed, my mother is coming."

Zhang Youmei was taken aback as if she had just heard the news, she fell off the bed, with her disheveled hair on her head, without pushing her hair, she just lowered her head and rummaged through her clothes.It was only then that I realized that she was lying down. I'm so embarrassed.She dug out a white dress from a pile of clothes, which looked like the kind I usually like to wear.She actually fits better than me, like a schoolgirl.I was taken aback.

"Okay, let's go."

Zhang Youmei didn't even put on any lipstick, she was holding my arm, and she couldn't walk steadily in low-heeled shoes.

My mother was sitting in the main room smoking, using the pipe that looked like Abi's neck. I walked over from a distance, and my mother's eyes were fixed on me, and she didn't move away at all.

"Susu, stand aside," my mother said to me, "Where are you from and what's your name?"

"My name is Zhang Youmei, I'm from Yantai, Shandong, and now Lin'an Building is listed."

"Lin'an Building." My mother exhaled slowly, and smoke rings came out of the pipe one after another, "I haven't heard of it, you're new here."

Zhang Youmei's legs trembled, her face was flushed, and she couldn't speak clearly: "Ah, yes, yes."

Seeing how frightened she was, her mother couldn't help laughing, and said, "I don't mean to embarrass you, please sit down."

That was the first time my mother and Zhang Youmei met. When my mother came back, my father would always let Zhang Youmei go back to Lin'an Building in advance, and then warned me viciously not to tell my mother about Zhang Youmei.I'm not afraid of him, I say.After the Mid-Autumn Festival this year, my mother still let Zhang Youmei stay at home.

After the Mid-Autumn Festival, there were two days off, and Abi and I came to my house to play.

My mother likes Abi very much, I am so happy, she let me take Abi around.Abi is not like the cold but smiling girl she saw at first. She straightened her hair and combed it into two braids in a neat way, but the playful headband still told her owner's little thoughts.Even, she is no longer so obsessed with wearing cheongsams, even if she wears them, she only wears elegant ones, and those colorful and gorgeous ones are all suppressed at the bottom of the suitcase.

Abi felt sorry for Zhang Youmei, she kept mentioning about Zhang Youmei, if she hadn't taken the initiative to mention it, I wouldn't have realized that Zhang Youmei looked [-] to [-] percent similar to Abi.

"Seeing her living so hard," Abi said with emotion, "it seems to have seen her own future." These words are very ominous.

I said: "Zhang Youmei has such a background, although I don't like her, but her father dotes on her, it must be better than being bullied in Lin'an Building."

Abi looked at me, licked her lips a few times, and finally said nothing, bowed her head and flipped through a copy of Lian Xiang Companion.

I was bored, and I was walking in the garden alone. From a distance, I saw Zhang Youmei sitting in the pavilion, and my mother was sitting opposite. The two of them didn’t know what to say. on her pipe, and light her cigarette.

Abi jumped up from behind and scared me. She smiled and scratched my armpit. Not to be outdone, I attacked her with a backhand. And beautiful.

"Yu Su, you run so slowly."

I chased after him furiously, and made Abi beg for mercy again and again before giving up.

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But the good times didn't last long, and Abi began to avoid me.

I wondered if I was too boring, too stupid, that's why she didn't want to talk to me.But no matter how close I was, she kept a cold face, as if we had never met before.

"Abi," I said coquettishly, "do you want to go to the perfume counter, I saw a lot of lily-shaped perfumes there recently."

Abi smiled, but her brows and eyes were light: "No, I still have something to do."

She became very busy, and this busyness was sometimes superficial, she played with others, Shi Yue for a while, and Zhang Mingxiu for a while.Sometimes it's from inside. My mother-in-law and I went to find her specially at night, but her concierge said she had gone out and didn't come back.

No matter who she plays with, I'm going to be mad with jealousy.

Then, she didn't come to school very much, and I was wallowing in her betrayal, and didn't realize that it was abnormal.

For a long time, I was obsessed with it, and I didn't understand why Abi was as decisive as if she had never been bound.The story between me and Abi is like a sweet dream in the afternoon, only to be awakened in a blink of an eye.I was very unwilling, I didn't even dare to wail and show off, I could only treat myself nuè.

I didn't hang my ass like the ancients, or I didn't think about tea and rice. I stopped eating every day, but kept eating sugar, as if I would die if I didn't have sweets, I firmly tied myself to this small sugar cube.

The sequelae are dry mouth, hair loss, blurred vision, and lethargy.

It was my mother who first noticed that I was abnormal.

Strange to say, even though my mother only came home once a month and a half, no clue of any changes in me could escape her palm.I studied very hard in the girls' school, Zhang Mingxiu and the others thought I was stimulated and dared not associate with me.The change to me is only a sequela of a broken relationship.

My mother sat on my bed, and the fragrance of her body hit my nose. I grinned: "Mom, I miss you so much." It was lightning and thunder, violent wind and rain, my mother was frightened by my posture, she hugged me into her arms, and patted my back one after another.

"Susu, tell mom, what happened?"

I was shallow-minded, and under the comfort of my mother, I told the story in two or three times. My mother was only sad when I lost my best friend. "Silly boy, if she doesn't play with you, you can still find someone else, what's so sad about that."