Chapter 20 Chapter 20 Tsing Yi

In the dream, I often see her in Tsing Yi. Her name is Shan Qing, originally listed as Qingqing, she thought she was too feminine, and when she was in middle school, she took her account book and went to the police station to delete a word. This alone can give a glimpse of the whole panther of her personality. At the Christmas ball on campus, all the girls were dressed in colorful clothes, and she was alone in her green clothes, facing the sky like a night sky. There was a kind of natural nobility in her reserved and indifferent smile, her long hair fell down her shoulders like a waterfall, and she radiated faintly in the whirl of the waltz. The cold fragrance.

I can't help but fall in love with her, mystical silence like the night of her night.But when she finally became my personal regular dance partner a year later, I asked her to change into a colorful dress for me. Shan Qing refused, and stared at me with wide black and white eyes: "You will gradually ask me to change, maybe it's not just the color of my clothes?" Yes, I also hope that she will learn to make up for me, be jealous for me, be coquettish for me, and even be sad for me. I have always disdained the coquettish and brainless little girls around me, but when I finally found a different kind, I couldn't help but want to change her and blend in with the public.I got into the horns and became obsessed, just want to reshape her so that she can be as square as she wants, and as round as she wants to prove that she loves me.

I went with her to meet her parents, and I was not used to the politeness and politeness of their family, so I couldn't help but understand why she was always deserted. Qingqing told me that she was actually not the biological daughter of her parents, but the orphan of an old comrade-in-arms adopted by them. But after she had a son, she gradually became indifferent to her and sent her to a farmhouse in the countryside.Unexpectedly, when the younger son was seven years old, he suddenly suffered from a stroke and died suddenly, and she was taken back to Shanghai.At that time, Qingqing was ten years old, and she had grown into a very sensible little adult. She felt more gratitude to her adoptive parents than admiration, so she gradually formed such a polite and weird family atmosphere.

I imagined that the girl complaining about her life experience should be very pitiful, lying in the arms of her boyfriend like raining pear blossoms and crying while talking, and I comforted her in a low voice while hugging her tightly and stroking her black hair.But no, she just curled up her mouth and showed a vicissitudes of life smile, and said quietly: "The life in the countryside is really miserable. Few children can afford to go to school. An orphan like me can live comfortably. Going to university is really a blessing, but unfortunately I am not broad-minded enough, and I always have a grudge about the time when I was left in the countryside when I was a child."

I didn't think so: "It's their fault. If you are afraid of being lonely, you will be with you, and you will be thrown away if you don't need it. You don't care about your thoughts and feelings. It's too selfish." "Shouldn't be complaining about them," she stopped me gently. "And what have I done for them?" Due to the lack of intimacy with the family, Shan Qing rarely went home during holidays, and I often gave up my mother's delicious food to accompany her to eat instant noodles in the dormitory.One day, I casually flipped through the fashion magazine of the girl next to her bed, and suddenly I had an idea: "Qingqing, what would you look like if you put your hair up and put on a colorful skirt?"

"I even danced hotly in a three-point bikini with fake rhinestones all over my head!" Qingqing immersed herself in a design drawing carelessly. "But I still want to see how you look in makeup," I insisted. "Can't you do something to please me?" Qingqing leaned her head towards the window, curled her mouth and said, "Did you see that girl downstairs with curly hair and a miniskirt? Her name is Tang Xiaohong, a flower in the Department of English. Maybe you are more suitable to be with her." I was furious and retorted: "Tang Xiaohong? Of course I know her. I'm planning to ask her to watch an evening movie." After saying that, I slammed the door and left.

Our cold war persisted for more than half a month, until one weekend night, I was listening to popular music at home, when I suddenly received a call from Qingqing, and it was the first time I heard her so annoyed: "Can you come soon? My dad Mom was in a car accident—” When I arrived at the hospital, her parents had already been sent to the emergency room.Qingqing came up to her with red and swollen eyes, she was so annoyed that she was about to vomit blood: "Nothing happened to them, I haven't had time to repay them, and I haven't fulfilled my filial piety for a day!" Her lips trembled, her face was pale.I quickly pulled her into my arms, but she pushed me away and sat up straight, her eyes fixed on the door of the operating room, as if she was praying silently with her whole body and mind.

However, the sleeping spirits did not hear Qingqing's plea, and Qingqing's parents failed to save her after all.The adoptive father died on the same day, and the adoptive mother had a limb amputated, persisted for two months and passed away.In the last two months, Qing Qingyi served her filial piety without hesitation, and she was so thin that she lost her shape. After sending her adoptive mother to the funeral, she didn't know how to cry, but shed tears silently, so that everyone who saw her cried heartbroken. I sought permission from my parents to take Qingqing home to take care of me, give her extra lessons, and accompany her to relax.It took another two months for Qingqing to return to her smile. She was more gentle and considerate to my parents than my own child, which made my mother rush her to recognize her as a goddaughter.

But my mother is occasionally a little picky about Qingqing: "Qing, it is taboo for girls to always wear plain clothes. After the filial piety period, buy two colored clothes to wear. I am old and can't dress up myself, but I like to see young people. Dress brightly." I took the opportunity to chime in and said, "You called 'Danqing' for nothing, and you don't want to live up to your good name and surname?" Qingqing laughed: "You don't want to learn from Jia Baoyu. I am a single blue 'Dan Qing'." But the next day, he followed me obediently to buy a long lake blue dress, and carefully selected a gorgeous and elegant coat for my mother.My mother was naturally even more happy from ear to ear, and whispered to me in private: "Don't look at Qing'er who is stubborn on the surface, but he always wants to have a family in his heart. In fact, he is most willing to wrong himself."

I also think that Qingqing seems to have changed not only the color of her clothes, but also her mannerisms, speech, temperament and personality after that.She no longer fought with me, but asked for my consent before doing everything, and she was even more obedient to her parents, as if she wanted to repay her gratitude and guilt for her adoptive parents to my parents.Her submissiveness made me worry that she was losing herself under the pressure of strong self-blame. I advised her: "Don't carry too many burdens, you should be yourself." She frowned and her eyes were foggy: "I used to be disobedient and repay kindness with hatred, but now I just want to love others to redeem my sins."

"Excessive correction!" I began to miss the eloquent and unique Dan Qing, and I was deeply tired of today's love without personality. It was only then that I realized that I was actually Ye Gong likes dragons. I began to think of ways to make Qingqing angry, I wanted to arouse her bloodliness; I made unreasonable accusations against her, and even called Tang Xiaohong on a date in her presence, but she remained silent and never refuted.I found helplessly that we were getting farther and farther away. By the time I was in my senior year, Shan Qing had already moved out of my house, but she still came to visit my parents from time to time.We would still sit and have a cup of tea and chat for a while, but we were just ordinary friends at that time——I started pursuing Tang Xiaohong at that time.I like Tang's arrogance and rebelliousness. She is favored by a large group of boys as a queen, and she is as stubborn and proud as the former Shan Qing. But my parents disagree with me.My old pedantic father said to me: "You are too young, far less mature than Shan Qing. You still regard self-willedness as your personality, and blindly pursue special words, deeds and appearances." "But Qingqing was really different before." I was not convinced. "She is still a rare and good girl now, but she is more reserved than before. She no longer insists on being unconventional in appearance, but she has her own thoughts and ideas in her heart." "But she is too obedient, she is just copying what others say." This time even my mother came to help me, shaking her head and sighing at me: "You can't even see this, and you are indeed not good enough for Qing'er. She is a caring girl who treats everyone with all her heart." Well, it's just that you don't know how to appreciate virtue." I really don't understand, I still squeezed around Tang Xiaohong and competed with ordinary boring boys to be jealous, and just passed the last year of university like this. As she was about to graduate, Shan Qing won the honor of being free to choose her assignment unit with excellent grades. Unexpectedly, she chose to teach Hope Primary School in the impoverished mountain village where she lived when she was young. High-achieving students from prestigious universities are used to teach elementary schools?I couldn't believe it, so I couldn't help but ask her: "It's so easy to achieve the right result, but you turn around and ask for trouble, why are you?" "Based on the knowledge I have acquired in four years of university, my habit of enduring hardships and my ability to live independently since I was a child, and—" Qingqing looked at me with a slight smile, her eyes were clear and firm, "With my love." Love?I was stunned, remembering what my parents said, and only then did I realize that I was really stupid and never really understood Shan Qing, so I couldn't help but mutter: "But, didn't you always regard that period of life in the mountain village as a nightmare?" "Because of this, it is more necessary for someone to bring knowledge and love." Love, love again!At this moment, I couldn't tell whether I was sad or sighed, and asked blankly: "Qingqing, in the past, did you really love me?" "Loved." Qingqing looked directly into my eyes, answered affirmatively, and then added softly, "Just like Qingyi who loves me." Tsing Yi? !She used to love Tsing Yi as an obsession, and then realized that it was just a formality, so she changed into colorful clothes at my request. Tsing Yi may still be a complex deep in her heart, but it gradually faded out as she matured.Just like me, I will eventually become a part of her memory, just a part of life. Shan Qing just missed me and walked out of my life.Soon I also formally broke up with Tang Xiaohong, and I didn't want to compete to be her servant anymore, because I finally understood Shan Qing, Tang Xiaohong, and myself, and finally knew what personality and true love are. For the sake of my old parents, I can't go away to the mountain village like Shan Qing, but I take a fixed part of my meager salary every month and send it anonymously to the elementary school she teaches.I haven't gone to her, but with her intelligence and carefulness, it shouldn't be difficult to guess that it was me. Maybe one day she will forgive my teenage madness and come back to me? Qing, no matter you are wearing Tsing Yi or colorful attire, as long as you are Shan Qing, I will always welcome you to dream!