"Little sister, I will never fail you, nor will I let you lose yourself."
This was Mr. Zhang's promise to me, and I was just 18 years old.
Two years ago, because of family reasons, I dropped out of high school to go out to work, my family was not at ease, and arranged me in my brother Gu Qingze's hotel, a strange environment and strange people, usually grinning I have become cautious.
The usual smirk on my face is my mask, probably because of my young age, the people in the hotel take special care of me, especially a particularly mature big brother, because I am more shy, every time they joke that I can't pick up the call, he always relieves me...
I remember that the weather was particularly good that day, and my big brother and Gu Qingze took me to buy clothes.
When they got to the mall, they took my family to see and asked how this one was... I never had a opinion, and finally my big brother picked out a pink coat for me, and to be honest I liked it.
Finally picked a pair of pink shoes, Zego asked me to change into try, I changed into shoes just stood up big brother came to me, I was just about to talk but he suddenly squatted down to help me tie my shoelaces, in the face of such an unexpected situation I was nervous, but he looked up at me and smiled warmly.
It was this laugh that made me fall into it and couldn't help myself.
At 1 o'clock in the middle of the night, the big brother sent a message saying that he had drunk too much, could he come to pick him up, when he received him, he was not very drunk, but he did not want to go home, he said that he had a lot of things to do, just like that, we have been walking aimlessly, he has been telling me about his past, I don't know how long it has been, we walked to an underground passage, so we simply sat on the edge of the passage to continue talking.
It was late summer, and there was a little chill in the middle of the night, and the big brother suddenly stood up and stood on my side, just to block the wind blowing towards me.
Gradually, I became more and more acquainted with them, especially the eldest brother, who was envious of my goodness and others.
Later, that big brother became Mr. Zhang, we were together, and I was super happy at that time, because Mr. Zhang was really good to me, he was particularly careful, he took care of my things, and I really couldn't leave him.
Unfortunately, the good times are not long, his ex-girlfriend went to his house, and won the love of his parents, but also traveled thousands of miles to the store to find him, we were originally underground romance, everyone thought they were lovers, and he did not refute, she is indeed very beautiful, so that just out of the campus will not put on makeup to clean up my own inferiority.
He said that he would solve these things clearly, because his parents were there, so it would take some time, and his ex-girlfriend said that her classmates knew that she was talking about the object, if it was very faceless to break up now, she would graduate immediately, saying that after graduation, I naturally believed Mr. Zhang.
But as time went on, his girlfriend came to him more and more frequently, watching them "together", and sometimes a few of them would tease them, I knew it was fake, but the chest was still uncomfortable.
Gradually, I found that it was more and more abnormal, Mr. Zhang looked at her eyes so warm and spoiled, before this kind of look belonged to me, but it was only before...
I am not dead hearted, but although Mr. Zhang is still so good to me, I feel that this kind of goodness has no previous temperature...
I couldn't sleep all night, and finally showed off to Mr. Zhang, I said, "You tell the truth, what do you really think, if now you say you want to be with her, I definitely don't blame you, I won't pestering you, if you still talk to me, now settle her matter, don't deal with her."
Sure enough, as I expected, Mr. Zhang behaved very sadly, saying that he had no way on his parents' side, I learned the answer, I don't know what it was like, I knew that this was his idea, and the so-called parents were just excuses for themselves.
The tears did not flow out of anger, I did not puncture his lies, perhaps because I wanted to give myself one last bit of comfort, and I lied to myself that he was forced to do so...
Walking on the way home, looking at the familiar street, staring at that place, the boy said to the girl, "If you want to get married, say, our home is ready, just send a wedding photo", the girl smiled shyly... And I'm in tears.
The pictures with him are circling in my mind, every action he makes and every word reveals me and his future, and I firmly believe that we must have a future... But the reality is so bloody.
I ended up leaving the shop, leaving the city, I was afraid to see him every day, I was afraid to see them together, and I was afraid of the collapse every night...
Two years later, the girlfriend wants to eat fat intestine noodles, the mind can't help but think of two people, girls do not eat fat intestines, but boys love to eat, boys while eating fat intestines while saying, after every day to make fat intestines for you, see if you eat or not. I couldn't help but laugh bitterly...
New Year's back in this city full of memories, met two acquaintances in the hotel, they asked me if I talked about the object, and I am no longer the girl who was red in the face when I talked about the object, I said generously that I did not plan to talk about the object, but the reason was only known to myself, and they said a lot, but my thoughts flew early.
I stood on the opposite side of the hotel, looking at his back through the glass, I don't know how long I stood, he finally turned around, he seemed to see me, I wanted to escape, but my feet were like sticking to the ground, I couldn't move, just like that, he looked at me, I looked at him...
Two years of longing and grievances spewed out at this moment, and tears fell down like beads with broken strings... There was a hint of coolness on my face, and I finally woke up, and I saw him slowly raise his hand, and I also plucked up enough courage to turn my back, take a deep breath, lift my feet and leave this place that was enough to confuse my mind, and finally did not look back, and threw him behind me.
Step by step, I came to the Zhongshan Bridge, stood on the bridge and took off the chain on my wrist, held it in the palm of my hand, and remembered our bits and pieces...
I smiled and then let go, something as small as this would ripple in circles, just as I had in my heart. Our story begins here, and it ends here.
Mr. Zhang, goodbye and goodbye.