rose memory

Shen Xing packed his luggage last night. There was not much luggage, two sets of clothes, some daily necessities and medicines, and his notebook.

Under the streetlight last night, Meng Xian's attitude of not saying a word made him think about it until today. He was almost sure that the other party must have something to say, but since the other party didn't say a word, he had to bear the consequences .

He ate very light breakfast, he was a little motion sick, and he was afraid that his stomach would be uncomfortable.

Originally, he thought that he would be able to survive a good morning and go to Province S smoothly, but God just didn't let him feel at ease.

After this heavy rain, Shen Xing's calm heart lake was immediately smashed by stones and splashed in all directions.

Water droplets dripped from the edge of the bookstore sign on the street in front of me, and the water droplets as big as beans hit the concrete floor.

Shen Xing heard someone calling him.

"Xiaoxing! I can't swim!"

Shen Xing said softly to the air: "I'm sorry."

The air in the bus was unexpectedly clean, Shen Xing found a corner and sat down, put on his earphones and fell silent in his own world.

He didn't actually play any songs in his earphones, not even light music, he just used earplugs to calm himself down.

every time it rains.

His nerves are always extra tense.

Suddenly there was a scream from the front of the carriage——

The car braked suddenly, and the girl in front hit her head on the back of the seat.

Many people rushed forward, of course not including Shen Xing.

But only a small number of people cared about the girl, and the rest were just curious about what happened before.

Shen Xing didn't go because he knew that if there was something special, someone would discuss it when he came back.

as predicted.

Among the two boys in front, one said: "It's a speeding thief, that biker is so pitiful, it looks like his leg should be broken."

Another echoed: "It's really scary..."

Shen Xing sighed, wishing you peace.

There are so many big and small things happening every day, that person only broke his leg and didn't lose his life, it's already lucky.

The rest went very smoothly, there were many people chatting on the road, laughing and laughing happily, Shen Xing unexpectedly didn't feel noisy.

I don't know when my heart will calm down.

Unfortunately, this calm did not last long.

No matter how much he avoided Song Yuan, he was assigned to a room, which was a double room. After Shen Xing went in, he unceremoniously picked the bed near the window, and the other party didn't speak.

The scene was extremely harmonious for a while.

Until Song Yuan said: "Shen..."

"I'm going out." Shen Xing interrupted directly. He really hoped that the family would forgive him and stop flying behind him like a fly. After finishing speaking, Shen Xing went out, wandering aimlessly on the street. visit.

When Shen Xing's mother, Shen Chun, was a little princess in love when she was young, she was always pampered and pampered by her family, but unfortunately she met Song Yuan's father, and she ran away from home to prepare for a magnificent and unique love.

The result was of course being cheated out of money. When her mother woke up from the vain dream, she went to question that scumbag. Shen Xing could imagine how horrible the scene would be.

His mother left the city in despair. Of course, she didn't tell her about her pregnancy. She originally planned to abort the child, but she met a couple who were in their 50s and had no children. Shen Chun saw They both have the same surname, and they thought it was fate, so they stayed and gave birth to him, and then disappeared when he was less than one year old, and abandoned him after leaving a message.

If Shen Xing wanted to hate anyone, he couldn't hate anyone. Sometimes he wondered why his mother didn't support him, and later he wondered why his mother did support him. It dies when the egg is fertilized.

He couldn't even hate his mother, and naturally he had no feelings for the father he had never met.

Later, his father came to look for him, and he had nowhere to go, so he boarded this thief ship. At first, he couldn't understand what the Song family was doing. There was such an excellent heir as Song Yuan, so why did they seek him out? It was only later that I learned that when her mother's family was cheated out of their property by his father, there was a procedure that was not followed, and someone from the Shen family was needed to prove it.

When Shen Xing knew the truth, he was just in the first year of high school, and he was alone in bed, repeatedly recalling his so-called elder brother's overt and secret overtures. At that time, he suddenly realized that for an outsider, the elders in his family treated him well. It's not surprising, but how could Song Yuan, who is the same age as him, be so sensible, not to mention repelling ridicule, how could he be so intimate with him.

At that time, he felt that the whole family was hypocritical and disgusting to death, and the feeling of being cheated on their feelings was really uncomfortable, but he still couldn't leave this place easily.

He secretly went to work behind the backs of this group of people throughout his freshman year of high school. He did part-time work and study, and did not report when he got a scholarship. He used his pen, which was given to him by his brother, and he immediately became furious at that time. He unilaterally quarreled with Song Yuan, and then moved out.

He thought it would be good to save each other's face, and he didn't need to explain those disgusting things clearly, so now the Song family didn't know why he ran away from home, only Song Yuan could probably see it.

Since then, he knows to control his emotions, so now it is usually nothing serious, and he will not show his emotions. It took him more than a month to cultivate this skill, and it was all in vain when he met Meng Xian. Brake in time, or it's a crime.

Xing retracted his thoughts and looked around at the surrounding scenery. He hadn't been to S Province yet, and looking at the unfamiliar streets, he felt a little flustered. He clenched the phone in his hand, thinking that there was navigation anyway, but he couldn't. Bai opened his mouth, he can ask passers-by.

He was a little surprised, since this is a neighboring province, how could there be such a big difference in accent, he occasionally heard the conversations of the people around him, but he was still very confused and didn't know what he was talking about.

Nothing happened, he entered a bookstore on the street.

There are not many people in this bookstore, but the elegant decoration of the storefront and the antique color scheme do not require many people. He found a seat in the corner and sat down. He was stunned when he saw the dried flowers in the vase in the center of the square table. Dazed, he didn't pick it up with his hands, but his eyes were still looking inside uncontrollably, and he really couldn't see the rose in the center.

Of course I couldn't see it, and it wasn't his bunch.

Shen Xing's eyelashes trembled slightly, he was still uncontrollably recalling the past, he could think of Meng Xian, it was all because of this bouquet of flowers, Shen Xing's unreasonable refusal.

Suddenly a girl's exclamation came, and he turned his head to look at the place where the sound came from. Only then did he realize that there was a girl about fifteen or sixteen years old in front of the bookstore's cash register. The girl had simple black long straight hair, His cheeks were flushed, the exclamation just now was when the books on the bookcase behind him were being sorted out and the books fell off.

Shen Xing looked at the girl and rubbed her hands, and complained in a low voice. Looking at the girl's face, Shen Xing couldn't help but sigh that the girl was really good-looking, especially the curved eyebrows, even if she was suffering A face also seemed to be smiling.

Shen Xing suddenly thought that her mother, who was deeply buried in her memory, was probably like this before she met a scumbag, holding hope in the world and naively trusting everyone like a fool.

The sky was tall and the moon was small, Meng Xian stood in the garden all afternoon, everything looked like a yellow rose now, after he finished washing, he tried on the high-end dress brought by his sister.

The dress fit him well, but his mood at the moment did not match it.

He took off his coat sullenly, and glanced at the full-length mirror.

Wearing it so nicely, but the person you like can't see it, it's really...

Just now when Meng Ying came to deliver the clothes, he casually notified Meng Xian.

The original words were: "I heard that a group of students from Yuncheng No. [-] Middle School are going to province S to participate in a math competition."

Meng Xian reckoned that now Shen Xing might have eaten and drunk enough to sleep, and he was the only one who was worried.

At the banquet on the second day, Meng Xian greeted a pair of handsome men and beautiful women as usual, of course, there were more handsome men among them.

Meng Ying dragged Meng Xian around the venue, lowering her head from time to time to whisper in Meng Xian's ear: "As far as I know, Zhang Qingyin, the second son of the Zhang family, is curvy, and he looks like a male and female, bah, suave. "

"Do you think that one looks good? The one from the Chen family seems to be crooked too."

"That, that, isn't it beautiful!"

Meng Xian broke free, expressed doubts about his sister's brain circuit, and asked sideways: "In your heart, does your brother only look at the face? I like the good-looking face?"

"Then Shen Xing doesn't look good?"

"..."

"..."

Meng Xian asked: "You really did it on purpose. Shen Xing didn't come because he went to the math competition. He just went yesterday, afternoon."

Meng Xian smiled, but his smile was extra cautious.

"I'm doing it for your own good." Meng Ying said, "It's better for him not to come on your birthday."

Meng Xian: "Why, what have you guys been hiding from me?"

Meng Ying shook her head: "You will have more opportunities to know in the future, so there is no rush now."

Meng Xian: "Your refusal is really unfair."

Meng Ying: "Yes, I admit it."

Meng Xian waved his hand and said, "I'm going back to the house, I won't stay to breed."

Meng Ying was taken aback for a long time, but she didn't realize it for a long time. After a while, she murmured softly: "The two men can't give birth either."

Meng Xian went back to his room and continued to finish his painting. The rose in the painting was delicate and charming, as if it was about to protrude from the paper, so lifelike, it made people feel fragrant.

There was a knock on the door, Luo Fu came in tiptoely, bent down to look at the finished painting on Meng Xian's desk, and praised repeatedly: "Not bad."

Meng Xian was washing his paintbrush, and the corner of his mouth raised slightly, and he replied, "I think so too."

Luo Fu: "Do you know how to write the word modest?"

Meng Xian: "I still know a little bit."

Luo Fu: "..."

At twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, the banquet was over, and when he was saying goodbye to each other at the door, a handsome boy gave him a second look.

Meng Xian asked Meng Ying who that was.

Meng Ying looked at the man's back, and said excitedly: "Zhang Qingyin, I said the girl... the suave one!"

Meng Xian: "Oh."