I sat on the balcony, watching the clouds drift across the sky. A leaf was blown off by the wind and fell into my palm. Suddenly, I felt a wave of sadness wash over me. I missed her so much.
Mom once told me, "When a leaf leaves the big tree, a child will one day leave their mother too. But if you miss your mother, you can let the wind carry you back, because the big tree will always wait for the leaf, and the mother will always think of her child."
When I was young, I didn't understand. Now, I'm starting to slowly grasp it.
Mom loved Dad very much, but she also hated him deeply. She never spoke ill of him in front of me. She must hate me now because I didn't listen to her.
I began to understand her diary. The resentment and accusations filled me with pain and despair. Qian Fan and I were from completely different worlds. Every time I spent a penny of Dad's money, I felt utterly disgusted.
I started to desperately want to save more money. That way, one day I could be independent. Qian Fan and I shouldn't have known each other in the first place. Initially, I just wanted to make some quick cash; who knew it would develop to this extent?
Later, I realized that I had developed feelings for Qian Fan. I began to worry that some bad woman would take advantage of him. One day, feeling too hungry, I accidentally fell down the stairs.
I called Qian Fan and suggested we break up.
That night, I couldn't sleep at all.
I started to rely on Qian Fan.
But I knew that if this continued, I would only sink deeper.
So, breaking up was the best choice.
Aunt Qian called me, crying as she pleaded, "Xiaoxuan, I'm begging you, please help Xiao Qian. He went crazy for love and climbed a mountain, but he fell and broke his leg. Now he's lying in the hospital. He doesn't want me to tell you because he's afraid you'll worry. But in his current state, I'm really worried he might do something foolish."
I wiped away my tears and replied, "Okay."
I knew I wasn't important to Qian Fan at all.
But I found an excuse for myself.
He needed me.
During the time I spent with him, I could think about our meeting the next day before going to bed, filled with anticipation.
This was a feeling I had never experienced before.
Qian Fan might also love me, after all.
He once carried me on his back and loudly told the world in the snow, "Li Zixuan is kind and lovely; she is my favorite little girl."
I lay on Qian Fan's back, watching his face turn red from the cold wind, feeling my heart race wildly.
In a lifetime, it's not easy to meet someone who loves you.
Especially for someone like me.
So when Chen Siqi appeared, I thought about using this opportunity to leave Qian Fan.
But I couldn't bear to do it.
I still wanted to see what kind of person Zhang Yue was.
Was she really worth Qian Fan's affection?
I made up with him and specially baked a cake.
Inside the cake, I placed a small plush charm.
I had run all over the city just to buy it.
This gift is sincere enough, and he will definitely reconcile with me. That night, Chen Siqi sent me a message. "You should break up with Qian Fan." I interrupted her, "Don't talk nonsense, how could I believe he would betray me like that?" It's not that I don't believe it. I just don't want to believe it. Moreover, Chen Siqi also mentioned a very important point. "Did he carry you on his back when you went hiking?" "Has he ever whispered in your ear?" "Have you watched the sunset together?" ... These are all our memories. They are beautiful moments that belong only to the two of us. How could I leave Qian Fan because of these things? While he was asleep in the car, I secretly kissed him. No one ever taught me how to love. Yet, I still fell in love.
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