Chapter 1: | 【01】

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Text: Chun Daohan
Written at the beginning: The text of this article began in December 2018. Weibo has a timeline to prove it, there is no prototype, don't substitute it, bow 90 degrees and thank everyone.
【01】
For a long time after Cen Feng's death, Xu Xingxing was dreaming the same.
The teenager in the dream sat in a closed room turning over a book, and the charcoal at his feet burned silently, devouring the last oxygen. Xu Jiexing stood outside the door, desperately to beat the invisible door.
But she had no choice.
Cen Feng looked up and smiled at her, then threw the book into the brazier, and the flames licked up. Xu Jiexing watched him swallowed, then woke up in a crying cry, shaking with pain all over his body.
Cen Feng has been away for half a year.
For half a year, the name Cen Feng has rarely been mentioned for the endless entertainment industry. Even when he had just died, his news had dominated the headlines of all major portals for a whole week, as if the whole world was treating him unfairly.
At that time, all friends who knew she liked Cen Feng came to comfort her.
They repeated everything Cen Feng encountered, not only sympathizing with him, but also with his fans. At the end, tell Xu Picking Star and look at it. After all, it's just an idol that "you and I have no chance, it's all up to me to spend money."
Xu Xingxing, who used to pinch the claws for Cen Feng's teeth, didn't refute anything.
People are always forgetful, and the netizens condemned by Cen Feng disappeared under capital interference, and even his fans have a new idol. Gradually, Xu Jiexing stopped mentioning him, as if he had never loved a teenager with all his strength.
Only sometimes, she froze in a daze, and when she reacted, she burst into tears.
A colleague asked her, "What's wrong with you, picking stars?"
What's up with her?
She didn't know, but she felt her heart ache empty and empty, like being cut away by a knife.
...
A light rain started in the evening, and Aunt Zhu, the nanny who took care of Father Xu, called and said, "Pick the stars, come back for dinner? I made chicken soup for your dad."
Xu Jiexing dragged the makeup box down the stairs: "Tonight, the bride's family is in the suburbs and will not come back. Please eat with your dad. By the way, Aunt Zhu, my classmate has purchased from abroad. Honey, you took a bowl for Dad and fed him before bed. "
Aunt Zhu responded and hung up.
Father Xu had been paralyzed in bed since he suffered a stroke seven years ago. In the early years, Xu Xingxing personally took care of her. In the past two years, her career has risen and she made some money before asking her father for nanny.
When the rain was not heavy, she dragged her vanity case to take a taxi on the street.
While waiting for the traffic light, a woman next to her carrying her child was calling: "I have already handed in the second financial statement. How can I get my budget changed now? President Chen has passed the approval!"
She was holding the child and holding an umbrella, the mobile phone was not stable, and she simply put the little girl in her arms, "You tell me it's useless! What did you do earlier?"
The little girl is three or four years old and holds a yo-yo in her hand. Xu Shi wet his hands, and the yo-yo rolled out, rolling forward along the zebra crossing.
The little girl chased yo-yo up and down. The off-road vehicle not far away drove with a whistle. Her mother was still on the phone. Xu Xiaxing looked up after Wechat returned. Passed.
I just remember that she pushed the little girl aside, and then her waist hurt so badly that her internal organs seemed to move a bit, a sweet smell came to her throat, and she lost consciousness.
It is said that before people die, the most important people and things will appear in your mind. Life and death can be instantaneous, Xu Xingxing didn't even have time to review his life, and died directly.
The screams of the crowd, the crying of children, and the sharp sound of brakes shrouded the dusk after the rain.
...
Xu Dixing had a dream.
I dreamed that many years ago, when my mother had not died of esophageal cancer and my father had not gone bankrupt, he had a stroke. She leads an enviable and affluent life and can pursue her dream without any worries.
I dreamed about the limited edition Barbie doll in her room, the beautiful clothes she made for the doll herself, and the gold award for the youth costume design competition she put on the desk.
I dreamed that she got an offer from the Royal College of Art when she was in her third year of high school. Just when she was happily preparing to go abroad to study in college, her mother found out that her esophageal cancer was advanced.
The father's venture capital failed, and the loss was more than 10 million. In the end, even the money for the mother's medical treatment was not available. Relatives who had been enthusiasm for them were closed at this time, including Xu Jia Erbo who tricked his father into venture capital.
Father Xu sold the company's assets to treat his mother's illness, but he gave up going abroad, took the college entrance examination, and was admitted to the art and design university in city B.
But the mother's illness has reached an advanced stage, and no amount of money can save it. My mother passed away, and my father went bankrupt overnight with white hair. He suffered a sudden stroke and was paralyzed in bed.
That year, Xu Jiexing had just turned eighteen.
Already had to provoke all the burdens at home.
She saw herself struggling in the mud, when her classmates of similar age faced love and food tourism and chasing stars, she faced the debt collector's debt collection and bank loans, and her father's large medical expenses. .
She didn't want to give up her design dream, and was working while attending school, and she felt tired every day even breathing.
In the winter of freshman year, she went home for an hour late because she had to hand in her design work. The father who was paralyzed in bed wanted to drink water. When struggling to get a glass, she knocked over the boiling water bottle.
When Xu Xingxing returned home, her father had been fainted with pain and sent 120 to the hospital. The doctor told her that she was severely scalded.
Xu Dixing remembers that it snowed that night.
She squatted in the corridor of the hospital, holding a stack of expensive medical bills, and cried silently while covering her face.
She can't hold on.
She feels so tired.
She took the knife from the aunt next door to cut the fruit, and decided to find a place where no one would die.
It was heavy snow that night, and it was extremely cold. She sat on the cold stone steps, crying and pointing the knife at her heart.
Across the street is a building with a huge LED screen.
When the light is on, the tip of the knife will pierce the heart.
Xu Zixing raised his head in the diffuse white light and saw the teenager on the LED screen.
He was wearing a white sweater and playing the piano. His black hair was fine and soft, like a prince who was expensive and gentle, smiling in her direction.
Such a beautiful smile, like a ray of sunlight shining into the dark night, warmed her cold and desperate heart.
People are really amazing creatures. Suddenly, the courage to commit suicide disappeared. Like she was scared, she hurriedly dropped the knife in her hand and looked up at the teenager who played the piano.
The picture on the LED screen is only a dozen seconds. No one knows what power these ten seconds gave her in this cold and desperate cold night.
The man playing the piano in the picture is named Cen Feng, a star who has just debuted, and a gentle and smiling teenager.
Cen Feng was the only light in her whole life in those days that could not last.
No matter how difficult the situation is, think about him, and I'll get through it.
With this light, she walked through the most difficult period. Although the debt is still not paid off now, the father is still not cured, but everything is getting better and everything is full of hope.
Like Cen Feng, her pale and powerless life has returned to colorful.
She hopes that one day, she can stand in front of Cen Feng with her work and proudly say to him: Brother, look, I did it.
She wanted to say to him, thank you for showing up, thank you for playing the piano to me, thank you for letting me not give up myself, thank you for making me such a self.
But it turned out that this young man who gave her so much hope had already stepped half a foot into the abyss of death.
How ridiculous.
Every day, he shouted and shouted to protect his brother and our baby, but he didn't even know he had depression.
But he didn't even see the pain under his strong smile.
Still so selfish, drawing strength from his smile and supporting the illusion of illusion.
Even more ridiculous is that after tearing this illusion, she can't do anything for him except crying.
She will never see Cen Feng again.
The boy she loved with all her life.
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"Pick the stars? Pick the stars! Wake up! God, are you drooling, my novel! Ah ah my ingenuity! It's all wet with your saliva! You opened me! Opened!
Buzzing in the ear, Xu Caixing felt his head heavy, and a fleshy hand slapped on her face.
"Xu Xingxing! Get me up! This is my new version! Do you know how long I have been in the line before I bought it!"
Why is this noisy voice in her ear so much like her at the same table in high school?
Xu Jiexing struggled and opened his eyes.
In an instant, the light of dusk diffused into the eyes through the glass windows of the classroom.
Chasing classmates in school uniforms, messy desks filled with books, crooked aisles, all these strange and familiar, belong to the memory of many years ago.
Xu Jiexing closed his eyes vigorously, and looked at his hand inconceivably, and touched his waist.
Cheng You was still distressed for the new version of "Wolf's Temptation" that she queued for several hours. She took out a scented tissue and carefully dipped the water on the pages of the book, and then looked at it with disgust.
Xu Zhexing was still blindfolded, with tears in the corners of his eyes.
Cheng You was happy for a while: "It's not a saliva ?! Ah ah, that's great! Ah, it's wrong. Why are you picking a star? Why do you sleep and cry?"
Xu Jiexing struggled to call her name: "... Cheng You?"
They hadn't contacted them since graduating from high school. She hadn't called this name for many years. She didn't know if she remembered it correctly.
Cheng You leaned in suspiciously and poked her face: "What's wrong with you? How silly?"
The class bell rang in my ear.
Cheng You quickly packed the novel into the desk and took out this book to be used. Xu Dixing saw a few big words on the book: High School Mathematics.
High school?
Ten years ago?
Is it a dream?
The high school math teacher Cao Jumei stepped on the bell and walked into the classroom. She still looked like herself, ironing the small curly hair that is popular nowadays, with a thin and sharp voice, which has the rigidity and sternness of the math teacher.
"Sit all for me! Every day, I'm not thinking about it! Liu Qingshan! I'm talking about you, you are still laughing! Take my legs down! Where is the classroom? Also see Erlang legs? Make you a cup of tea? "
The classroom laughed.
Cao Jumei repeatedly patted the podium with the textbook, startled the empty chalk ash, "all sit down! Let's start the lecture below, the book turns to chapter 2.2, today I will learn the logarithmic function."
The sound of flipping books sounded all around.
Cheng You flipped through the book and saw Xu Jiexing still stupefied, poked her arm with a pen, and lowered her voice: "What is it stupefying? Want to be named by Teacher Cao?"
Xu Jiexing finally a little sober from the daze.
Her fingers stiffly opened the book, staring at the function formula on the book that she had forgotten for years, and her heart beat faster.
Not a dream, it is true.
She returned ten years ago.
My mother hasn't gotten sick, my father hasn't been paralyzed, and my family hasn't gone bankrupt.
Cen Feng ... still alive.
The people she loves are still alive.
Everything is still too late.