Chapter 81 leisurely leisurely (3)

We talked on the phone for more than 3 hours that day, and the midterm exam was coming next week. I asked her if she would review on the weekend? She said she was too lazy to review.I screamed in bed: "Awesome! I like you so much!" Almost jumped up, talking about hobbies, she said she likes to watch Yingda's sitcoms, oops! I've been looking for over 10 years and can't find one A girl friend who loves to watch sitcoms, so here it is! Let’s talk a little bit more, and she said that she likes cross talk. Le Dao is all about me chasing people to talk about cross talk.Good! She said that she likes the cross talk of Da Bing Qizhi, yes, now the two of them are the only ones in the cross talk world who don't make the audience feel uncomfortable.When I heard her extraordinary things, I shouted: "I like you so much!" After shouting dozens of times, I took the opportunity to ask: "I have said that I like you for a long time, do you like me?" She smiled and said, Of course.From my aunt, I learned the word big hug, so I asked her if they could come to see me after the midterm exam and said to her: 'I want a big hug. ' She said: "I will say that I don't understand." But she still agreed with a smile.So I fell down and never got up again.

After such a long phone call, the sun went down.I hung up the phone with her to write a poem for each other. She said she had never written one, but she agreed.Hanging up the phone, I started to write: draw Don't ask me whether your eyes are bitter or sweet Smile is your calling is your closed eyelids can i hug you Like the fragrance of apples let me intoxicate you Stitch in the cloudy sky at sunset. Ren Hongliu rolled over my heart falling hair playing in the fluctuating heart Talking nonsense chasing the spring breeze sprinkle romantic notes all over Peach color is painted on your face

you blink write mischievously As bright as peach blossoms, graceful and beautiful. When I woke up the next day, I was afraid of disturbing Xiaoyun's family, so I waited for her to call.After breakfast, her bell rang on time like an alarm clock.After reading my poem to her, Xiaoyun dawdled, first begging to read only four sentences, and then telling her that she had never written it before, and finally recited slowly: I can only imagine the scene of flying flowers all over the city here small space Can accommodate endless thoughts If the sun can shine on the pillow I wish I could leave my quiet silhouette

Although I can't run in the wilderness But I can embrace the blue sky. The greatest significance of this poem is to show that every child is a god-given poet.Often adults see my poems and say, "Oh! That's great! I can't even write it!" Crap, you can't write it.I listened to Xiaoyun's voice on the phone too much, and I would enjoy the bath for me for a few hours every day with the words that came out of her mouth.She always spoke as if she had something in her mouth. We often say that some people speak with a crying voice, but she speaks with a laughing voice, like a tender grass.I always say that she is like "the east wind is weak and the flowers are dying", but it is very different when reading poems now.Although the voice is still bright and small, it is much more serious, and it feels like it is reciting rather than reading.It was a slow, orderly recitation, and the world was quiet at this moment.I can feel her quiet voice.After reading it, it blew like a spring breeze, "Eight sentences?" I asked her.

She counted lightly: "One, two, three, four... eight, that's eight sentences." So silent for a while, I asked her to review quickly, she said that she had to wait for me to start the drip and hear my cry when the needle was inserted.After a stalemate like this for a long time, she agreed to hang up before the nurse came.At this time, there was another program. I had the habit of asking the other party to hang up first, but it happened that Xiaoyun also had this habit that I called "excellent quality".For this reason, the two had to give way for a long time, until Xiaoyun was forced to call and she didn't hang up first.In the end, I gave in and said the words "I like you, I'm hanging up, call quickly" that Datong must say every time, and then hurriedly put down the receiver.My mother and I arranged the walls of the chemotherapy ward like the Louvre, with all kinds of decorations. I also posted Xiaoyun's photo where I could see it when I turned my head while sleeping. On the night of April 27, my hair couldn't stop falling out, so my mother decided to shave me bald.It was the first time that my head was so light and chilly, and it was very comfortable after wearing the headscarf.I called Xiaoyun and told her the news.She immediately became anxious and asked me why I didn't wait one more day, she still wanted to see me with hair.