Chapter 22 twenty one

To Jing, these changes are like snow that quietly falls on the courtyard and window sills in winter nights.She has been sleeping in a room with the curtains closed, unaware of this change.But on this morning when the air was exceptionally fresh, Jing opened the curtains, and the outside world was completely different. It appeared abruptly but friendly in front of her, and it invited her to come out, lean in, and feel it. Yes, Jing is completely different.That Monday when she walked into the classroom wearing a new white shirt, pink sweater and lake blue skirt, or rather earlier, when she put them on in the morning and carefully combed herself two thin Braids, when the girls in the same dormitory except Yumi looked at her blankly, Jing felt that everything was different.

All the people began to look at her again. They saw that the girl was wearing brand new and bright little clothes. They saw that she tied two thin and smooth pigtails for herself. A sweet smile.She hasn't gotten used to these gazes yet, so she was still a little shy when walking through, with her head lowered and her eyes flickering.But she looks so good now, so good that all the girls in the class are envious—— She is very good at homework, and she is always in the top of the exams, especially in mathematics. She always takes the first place; Gouache paintings have been taken to competitions at student art exhibitions across the city.She used to always wear a big androgynous T-shirt, baggy pants, and her hair was scraggly pulled back, but now she is completely different. She is wearing a skirt and walking with shy steps. She is a beautiful and lovely woman. little girl.

However, they will not know that she has not had a full meal for more than two years, and she often cannot fall asleep at night because of hunger. She sits peacefully in class, and what she thinks about is just a little food that can satisfy her hunger. A sour apple or a dry piece of bread.They will not know that no matter how tired she is every night, she will go to the playground to run on time. She will never indulge herself or provide any reasonable or unreasonable excuses.Her feet were worn out, and they healed again, and then they were broken again, and they slowly healed.She gradually got used to it.They would not know that she was doing her homework alone on the table, telling herself over and over again not to be distracted, but to focus.She sets up punishments of one kind or another for herself, forcing herself to do it.They would not know that she wrote those sad and moving words word by word in the middle of the night. She often only slept for three hours and spent most of the night writing. She refused to go to sleep, and sometimes she was so uncomfortable when she wrote that she sobbed quietly. She had to keep her voice very low so as not to wake up her sleeping roommate.Of course they didn't know what kind of family she came from, what kind of painful memories she had, and what kind of people she had never changed from beginning to end.

Those are the things that sink in her heart, and now she knows how to bury them well, because being exposed will bring harm, she knows deeply.She just wanted them to see that she was great. Now Jing can clearly feel that the attitude of those boys in the same class has changed a lot towards her. They became attentive, lent her newly bought books, gave her nice CDs, and even helped her take pictures of standing in the cherry tree. photos below.Someone began to write love letters to her, folded them carefully and stuffed them into the hole of her table.Someone invited her to a movie, bought a pink ice cream cone and waited for her at the entrance of the movie theater.Someone gave her small jewellery, a small sparkling ring, carrying emotions of panic and panic.But they could not move her heart at all.Everything they did seemed to be an insignificant performance to Jing. She looked at it indifferently or didn't look at it at all, and sat in her position from beginning to end. None of them made her stand up or even move a little.

Xiao Zhuo came to see Jing, this time it was very different.He saw a girl in a skirt standing before him.She lowered her head and tilted her feet slightly inward.He couldn't believe that this was his little sister.Is this the young lady he is familiar with?She put on a skirt and braided it, but he didn't know her anymore.This change is like fireworks suddenly ignited in the silent night sky, a warm fire tree and silver flowers.How happy he is.And when he approached Jing and whispered to Jing, "Miss sister, you are so beautiful", Jing was so happy. Jing asked Xiao Zhuo not to tell Uncle Lu about her changes, and said that she planned to surprise him.

The last time in high school was happy and fulfilling.Because this change has brought Jing too much attention and praise, these attention and praise are like birds holding Jing, taking her into the sky and allowing her to fly.It is also because my heart is full of waiting, waiting for myself to grow rapidly, waiting for this period of life to come to an end, and I can go back to Uncle Lu. The most incredible thing is that she actually participated in the dance group.This is her greatest wish, she must be able to dance, because this is what Man is good at, and it is indispensable if she wants to completely defeat her.Maybe not proficient, but at least it can bring a little more elegant posture and manner.When facing the mirror in the dance studio and spinning like a proud swan, Jing's mother kept appearing in her mind.Jing remembers her beautiful neck, Jing remembers her slender waist and slender legs.Jing looked at herself in the mirror and felt that she was getting closer to Man little by little.Such a transformation worth looking forward to.

Mom, I'm going back.Jing said softly at night, like a declaration of war, but also a sad sigh.