Whenever possible, be prepared to live alone

"Oh." Grandma suddenly remembered something very important, "But you can't go on Sunday, your brother and the others are coming over on Sunday." She was talking about my great-uncle who had shipped her to Dragon City like a piece of express mail.

"It's okay." There was a bit of gloom in Mom's tone, "I'll call them before we go play and tell them not to come."

"That's good." Grandmother smiled, her problem solved.

The phone stirred in the pocket of her jacket again, but it wasn't a text message from Su Yuanzhi, it was a call from her sister.

"Is Xijun home?" Sister asked.

"Should be in it, and school is not open, you call home will not know?" I rambled.

"What a waste of words," she is always like this, at all times to make a look overwhelming others, she does not know that in fact, we are all giving in to her, "I just called back no one answered, otherwise why do I still ask you ah."

"What's wrong with you?" I wanted to say "you can call his cell phone", but forget it, so what is the point of being serious?

"You can call home again later, maybe he didn't wake up." My sister said, "Tell him to come to my store if he's free today. Something is wrong."

"Is something wrong?"

"No, I have a kid here today who came to apply for a job as a waitress. She says she's eighteen, but I know she's a student in Xi's class - I had to ask Mr. Zheng to come and take her back."

"Okay, I get it." I finally still couldn't calmly hold down my curiosity, "How do you know she's in my brother's class?"

"Anyway, it can't be wrong." She paused for a moment and still chose not to say.

If it were in the past, she would never have asked me to deliver a message to her brother for her. Thinking about it, I got a little soft. The reason she explained in such detail to get her brother to go to her store was that she was afraid that if the reason was not good enough, he would not go, right? She was even reluctant to tell her brother in person for fear of rejection, right? She is so proud of a person - brother, or you can resume diplomatic relations with her, you have ignored her for so long, it is enough, right? You do not know, sister that person sometimes speaks without thinking ...... Yes, Zheng Nanyin is a wallflower, I admitted this a long time ago.

When mom's back was far away, grandmother and I sat down on a bench by the roadside.

"Grandma, the sun is nice, isn't it?" I smiled at her.

"Yes, it's so nice." She smiled back at me.

"Grandma, there will be a man coming later, it's my husband." I was inexplicably a little embarrassed again when I said that.

"Ah, so you're married." Grandma's interest in chatting seemed to come on.

"Yes. But my mother doesn't like him very much."

"That's too bad." Grandmother wasn't able to figure out that my mom was her Lingling, but she was still shaking her head very seriously.

"Grandma, what do you think I should do if mom never likes him?" Su Yuanzhi finally appeared far away next to the flower bed a dozen meters away and I waved hard at him, "Grandma did you see that, that's him."

The two of us had just met yesterday; to be precise, we would be together every day as long as he came back to Longcheng. But today, he had to follow his family to a relative's house out of town, as if something urgent had happened. His train was leaving in two hours, so I wanted to see him again in a hurry.

He approached me and naturally squatted down in front of our bench, tilted his face up, and said with a smile, "Hello, Grandma." Grandma smiled back very quickly. He took the gloves off one hand and placed his warm palm on my knee.

"It's so cold, why are you wearing a dress?" He said.

"It's a little cold. But, my sister is fine. It's amazing how she can wear only stockings even when it's a dozen degrees below zero."

"You have to learn everything from others." He gently used the gloved hand. He tapped me on the head, "Go home later, change your pants, and behave."

"I don't want to." I cocked my head a little, "Just bear with it."

He can go now, I just want to see him, and that's enough.

Grandma, who had been quiet for half a day, suddenly said with great certainty, "Your mother doesn't like him, I like him." Grandma is amazing.

That day, a few hours after Su Yuanzhi's train left, I saw Zhaozhao for the first time in my sister's store.

I had never seen such a handsome girl before. She was sitting restlessly on a high stool next to the cashier's counter, with a huge plate of greenery behind her, her upper body steady and unmoving, letting her long, slender legs hang down as straight as if she didn't care about gravity, but her sneakers were unconsciously and stiffly wrapped around the thin legs of the high stool, her jeans just lifted a little, and even the color of her athletic socks was the kind that boys would choose --Compared to her, it seems to take the stool a little more soothing. She didn't say a word. The bottom line is that she didn't even make eye contact with all of us, and if she accidentally caught someone's eye, she just stared straight past them as if she didn't see anything wrong with that. Her hair is very short, the outline is very clear, and the narrow forehead is two sword eyebrows, perhaps these two should originally grow in the face of a man's eyebrows to make people feel that she is heroic - not really, her body is full of a ready to jump down and play basketball power, only in the long eyelashes slightly down the moment of daze will be The fact is that you will be able to find out that her skin is actually very delicate, and the tip of her nose is also delicately curved up, and she is thought to be a tree spirit, and she will be able to reincarnate back into the upright plant behind her in an instant.

I suddenly realized that it was a bit rude to keep staring at people like this, so I embarrassingly turned my face to my sister: "Sister, I want to drink milk tea."

"Yes." Little Sprite came out of nowhere and said crisply, "But you must pay your outstanding bill today before giving you milk tea."

"Go away." I glared at her.

"These two months you come to drink things did not pay ah," Shelby completely does not accept the threat, "New Year's you also did not take less red envelopes, do not be so stingy."

"You still have the nerve to say I'm stingy." I was furious, "I think you are more terrible than my sister."

"The owner of this store will be me from now on." He cut to the chase, "I came to work officially right after I graduated from junior high school, and none of you can owe money without paying."

"You're thinking beautiful." The sister twisted her ear from behind, "Who gave you permission not to go to high school?"

"You said last time that I could skip high school and come help out at the store!" Shelby said stubbornly.

"I don't count what I say when I'm drunk, how many times have I told you that." My sister heaved the milk tea in front of me while lecturing Shelby with a stern face.

Still quietly watching us, her gaze is like a light. If it were me, I would have laughed at this dialogue between Sprite and my sister - even if it was between two strangers - because I couldn't help myself from laughing, and because I knew that if they saw me laughing, they would understand that I was also a participant so that I was unconsciously accepted into the scene in front of me I was unconsciously accepted into the scene. But Zhaoxiao is another kind of person, I believe, even if the storm of applause around, she can not follow the applause. When I meet such people, I can't help but worry and be embarrassed for them. So I felt I had to find something to say.

"You have a funny name." I smiled and gazed at her.

She nodded unmoved, but I could tell she was a little shy.

"Is your last name just Zhaoge?" I couldn't find anything else to talk about, I couldn't tell her it was a nice day.

"Yes." Her accent was hard and her voice was a little hoarse.

"How old are you?"

"Sophomore in high school."

"Don't bother Nan Yin." My sister breathed a sigh of relief helplessly, "I haven't heard her say a full sentence since she walked in the door. I don't know how this kid got the idea to be a waitress, just like her, which customer won't find it troublesome? I can't serve such a fellow. Or a child worker." Then she changed her tone from Zhaoge to a colder one and said, "Wait a little longer, your teacher Zheng will come and take you away."

She still didn't respond. I noticed that she had a glass full of plain water in front of her, but it hadn't been touched at all.

"How on earth did you know she was a student of your brother's, sis."

She said lightly while cleaning up the table in front of her, "When I moved, I cleaned up the room for Xidian, there was a stack of workbooks inside, and I accidentally saw it, and I don't know why I remembered the name so that too special name is bad."

She said so, I did remember. Brother's bookshelf is indeed put a stack of exercise books, there are dozens of books, exactly when left, why did not send back to the students, all unknown. Anyway, he left these to go to Sichuan. But I'm sure that my sister did not accidentally see this name and remembered it. She wouldn't have thought that I had seen that stack of books in her room. It was a weekend, a few days shy of the Chinese New Year, and she was still up all night, so I went to her to spend the night with Shelby. At first, I didn't think much about why something so insignificant in my brother's room would appear in her place. Now I get it.

She took it back herself. She must have opened them over and over again, one after the other, to read them. Maybe she doesn't know how to remember "Zhaozhao", the names on the cover, she probably has an impression of each one of them. What does she need the workbooks for? It can't be that she's in the mood to revisit high school physics.

She wanted to see his writing, right? "Progress, keep up the good work"; or "excellent"; or even "read", or even the date ...... when she Missed my brother.