yellow spring blossoms

After entering the house, I simply washed up, and then I went to the dining table. Ziqing sat next to me, which was exactly the same as when I was a child.Mom asked while putting vegetables in my bowl.

"Ziyan, how are you doing at school? Have you met any new classmates?"

"Yes, yes." I replied after taking a bite of rice. "I have made a lot of friends who are very kind to me."

"That's good..." Mom replied, and after thinking for a long time, she asked worriedly, "Are you still having nightmares...?"

After this question was asked, the whole table was silent.

Dad immediately interrupted and said, "Don't talk about dreams at night, just eat and eat."

"I seldom dream anymore." Looking at my mother's worried expression, I couldn't bear to tell her the truth about my increasingly serious situation, so I could only keep it a secret.

"Really?"

"Really, Mom." I laughed, and continued eating.

"That's good...that's good." Mom smiled as if relieved. "It's a good sign that it's getting less and less, maybe you won't have dreams in the future."

"Ah."

"In this way, Mom can rest assured that Ziqing can go to other schools."

"Other schools?" I asked, thinking that Ziqing was only a freshman in high school, so it's a little early to say this now.

"You don't know yet? Your sister will be able to take the college entrance examination next year." I just listened to my mother continue talking. "She skipped two grades in a row this year, and the teacher specially called to say that Ziqing is a smart kid, and it won't be a problem to get into Tsinghua University and Peking University."

"Skipping a grade?" I was stunned, not knowing about it at all: "Skipping two grades in a row?"

"That's right, that's why the teacher called us specially, saying that there are not many children like this in school until now. Ziqing is also working very hard, reading until midnight." Dad ate in silence for a while Fan, finally couldn't help but interrupted proudly. "Our family can also produce a college student from Tsinghua University and Peking University. It's a great thing to honor our ancestors. Ziqing, didn't you tell your sister?"

"No." Ziqing replied.

I listened, but I didn't feel happy in my heart.I looked sideways at Ziqing who was picking crabs, and suddenly felt very distressed.How can I say that she lost weight? I didn't expect her to work so hard.

"What's wrong?" Ziqing felt my gaze and turned to look at me.

"Nothing..." I turned my head and ate silently.

"I'm fine, don't worry." Ziqing said, putting the prepared crab meat into my bowl. "Look at you dialing so slowly, your mouth will be cold by the time you eat it."

Later, I didn't listen to what my parents were saying, and I only had the thin and thin shadow of Ziqing in my mind.

When it was time to wash up, I didn't say much, and walked into the bathroom sullenly.Ziqing followed and blocked my way. I went around and couldn't get around her arm.

"Angry that I didn't tell you about skipping a grade?" Ziqing asked.

"Even if you go up and down level by level, you can still be admitted to those universities." I raised my head and said, looking into Ziqing's eyes. "Why do you still have to read books day and night and make yourself so tired?"

"I'm not tired." Ziqing explained.

"Not tired?" I grabbed her wrist and held it up. "If you're not tired, you'll be so thin? If you're not tired, why don't you read a book and stay awake in the middle of the night?"

"Ziyan, I have been two years behind you. If I don't catch up, I will not catch up with you." Ziqing continued to explain patiently.

"What does it matter if you are young for two years? You are obviously much stronger than me, much stronger than your peers, you don't have to rush so much...!"

"If I gain weight in the next month, can you not be angry with me?" Ziqing looked at me with pitiful eyes, which made my heart soften.

"Can this also be controlled?"

"Of course." Ziqing answered naturally.

The unexpected answer stunned me, and I thought about it for a long time before I compromised and said, "We'll wait until you really do it."

"Okay." Ziqing smiled, and then buried her head in my neck. "Sister, you are so kind."

"You know how to call me sister at this time?" I hugged her softly.

"Aren't you happy to hear that?"

"..." My hand holding Ziqing froze, I didn't want to continue to hold it, nor did I let go.

"You..." I was about to continue talking about her, but I heard my mother knocking on the bathroom door outside: "What are you two doing in the bathroom?! Wash up quickly, your father is going in."

"Going out?" Ziqing asked.

I blushed and said, "Get out! Of course go out!"

It was only when I was lying on the bed that I thought of sending a text message to Gu Youning. I picked up my phone and edited: [Youning, I'm here. 】

The other side quickly replied to me: [It's already here, you should be lying on the bed by now, right? 】

After I saw it, I replied with a smile on the corner of my mouth: 【How do you know? 】

[I still don't know what you look like? 】

I held the mobile phone and looked at this short line of words, feeling very warm in my heart.That's right, Gu Youning should be very clear about what I look like: [Are you still asleep? 】

[I'm a little sleepy, just waiting for your message. ] When Gu Youning answered, I could still imagine her sleeping on the sofa and yawning.

【Then go to sleep, I'm asleep too. ] I rubbed my eyes sleepily and turned off the desk lamp.

【good.Good night.Sub words. 】

【Good night. 】

Although I have been away for more than half a year, the sheets and bedding are still the same, and there is still my own breath when I sniff gently.The breath reassures me that my eyes are about to close.In a daze, I turned over and suddenly saw a person standing at the door of the room.

All the drowsiness I had accumulated along the way dissipated at this moment, and I suddenly woke up.I rubbed my eyes, then looked towards the door, there was nothing there.

"Am I dazzled again..." I covered my beating heart and took a deep breath.

After checking it several times, the door of the bedroom was closed, and the door was really empty.So I turned off the light and lay down again, but I couldn't fall asleep. After a while, I glanced at the door, feeling anxious.I don't know how many times I looked at it, but I saw that floral skirt next to the bed.

After an exclamation, I hurriedly lifted the quilt to cover my head, sweat dripping down from my forehead.Just then, I heard the sound of the door being pushed open.Someone is coming...

I thought to myself.

I only heard the footsteps getting closer and closer to me, and finally stopped by the bed, and then, a hand fell on my shoulder.

"Ah!!!!" I yelled loudly, and felt that the quilt was thrown off.

I didn't dare to look back, I hugged my head and curled up on the bed, motionless, like a shrimp.

"Ziyan." Ziqing's voice sounded from behind, and I felt that my frozen movements seemed to melt, slowly relieving.I turned my head and asked Ziqing with a smile.

"Ziqing...you haven't slept yet..."

"Sleeping." Ziqing replied: "I heard you calling in the room, so I came over to see what's going on. What's wrong with you?"

"No...it's nothing..." I shrank back into the bed, lowered my head, not daring to look into her eyes.

"Having a nightmare?" Ziqing sat by the bed to accompany me.

"I don't know..." I said with my head down. "I can't tell if what I'm seeing is a dream...or reality."

"So you still have nightmares, and it's getting worse?" Ziqing asked.

"Um……"

After hearing this, Ziqing thought for a while and asked, "What did you see?"

I gritted my teeth and refused to speak.

Seeing me like this, Ziqing continued, "I'm very courageous, so it doesn't matter if you say so."

"I saw a person standing at the door..."

"What kind of person?" Ziqing continued to ask.

"It seems to be wearing a skirt...a flowery skirt..." I echoed intermittently, my voice getting lower and lower.

Ziqing didn't speak for a long time. I saw her hands on the quilt clenched into fists, as if she was holding back something.

"Where did she appear? Is she still in the room?" Ziqing stood up from the bed, walked to the door and stood still.I looked towards her, my back covered in cold sweat, and I saw the girl's skirt was covered by a quilt.

"Behind...behind you." I covered my mouth, feeling like I was about to collapse.

Ziqing was silent for a while, then took out a mahogany sword from the drawer on the table, and slashed neatly in the direction I was looking at, but...it was empty, there was nothing there.

"Is there anything else?" Ziqing asked.

"Gone……"

"That's good." Ziqing walked back to the bed and put the mahogany sword in my hand. "Hold it, and you can sleep well."

"Why do I have this in my drawer?"

"I'll go and ask for it for you," Ziqing said.

I laughed, and held the mahogany sword in my arms. "Aren't you a good student of atheism? Why go to the temple and ask for this?"

"I'm not an atheist." Ziqing smiled. "I will use any method that will keep you from being afraid."

I don't know why, but I suddenly felt sour somewhere in my heart.Tears were rolling in my eyes, Ziqing saw that my eyes were red, so she went to bed and held me in her arms: "Are you still crying?"

"I don't want to either." I pouted. "I don't know why I want to cry."

"No reason." Ziqing smoothed my hair. "Cry if you want to cry, it doesn't matter at all."

"I don't want to cry anymore!" After Ziqing brought up that fleeting emotion repeatedly, it faded a lot in his heart.I smiled through my tears and sat on the bed blowing my nose.

Ziqing just watched me blow my nose, and then handed me the paper.I crumpled up the snot paper and threw it into the trash can next to the bed, but I couldn't throw it in.Ziqing looked at the three or four balls of paper on the ground and finally shook his head, and stretched out a hand to me.I hesitated to put the snot paper in her palm, and saw her throw it lightly, and the ball of paper went into the basket.

"It's amazing to be able to play basketball!" Unconvinced, I stuffed all the snot paper balls into Ziqing's hands.

After she smiled and threw them all into the wastebasket, she rubbed my head and replied, "It's amazing."

"The hand that has grabbed the snot paper, don't touch my head." I took her hand away, but I heard her say, "I don't despise your snot, but you yourself?"

"Well, I hate it." I replied, then looked at Ziqing, and said seriously. "But I don't dislike your snot, I'll wipe it for you no matter how much you runny."

Ziqing was stunned after hearing this.I saw the corners of her lips slightly raised, and said to me: "Fool."

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