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Sixty-one, the younger sister looked for her brother and shed tears

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    Recommend Laity Sankun "Passion Burning" and "Lonely Officialdom"

    ? Sixty-one, the younger sister looked for her brother in tears

    Chen Kai and Tang Yi went to the coffee shop of the Dorsett Hotel, they sat in a seat by the window, the waiter came over and asked: "What do you two want?" Chen Kai looked at Tang Yi: "Shall I drink coffee?"

    Tang Yi said: "Give me a cup of hot milk, I have a bad stomach, drink a cup of hot milk."

    Chen Kai ordered a cup of Brazilian coffee and another order of popcorn.

    Tang Yi told Chen Kai that Chen Ziyi had to pay for Jiaqi and Zhao Ruirui to be on the column. She said: "Ziyi, this girl wants to help them two, just take some time to take pictures of them these two days."

    Chen Kai said: "Ziyi hopes that Jiaqi and Zhao Ruirui will have more opportunities, but everyone may not be as lucky as her. I have time the day after tomorrow. You can arrange it. I will take photos for them the day after tomorrow.  .¡±

    They talked about the planning of the two columns. Chen Kai made some suggestions to Tang Yi. Based on some readers' feedback, Tang Yi decided to make some changes to the column according to Chen Kai's suggestion:  "Beauty of this issue" is deep and fully attracts readers to participate.

    After talking about the newspaper, Chen Kai said to Tang Yi, tell me your story.  Tang Yi smiled and looked out the window, as if she was meditating or remembering.  That year, I was 20 years old and was admitted to a prestigious university in Guangdong.

    When I walked out of the platform with my luggage on my back, I was greeted by a few seniors holding a sign of XX University. They had read my admission letter and led me towards the bus station.  At this time, I noticed that the boy carrying my luggage was a tall boy, neither fat nor thin, with a baby face, small eyes, and a sharp mouth that kept asking me about my health.  For the first time, I was moved by the boy's hard work and enthusiasm.

    Back at school, they registered me, took me to the dormitory, made my bed and poured water, making me feel like I was back "home".  I kept thanking him, but he said, "This is what we should do." After finishing packing, they were busy receiving another batch of freshmen.

    ? In the evening, Babyface came. He greeted me and asked me if I had eaten. I said that I didn't have a rice bowl, so I hadn't eaten yet.  He said: "Go, I'll take you to buy rice bowls." I followed him out of the school gate, crossed a small street, came to a department store, and walked to the counter selling tableware. I looked for suitable ones through the glass.  As for the rice bowl, he has quick eyesight and quick hands, and has already selected one for me, and there is also a small spoon, made of stainless steel, which is already paying for me.  I said: "No, I have money!" He said: "Let's count it as a gift from me." In this way, he insisted on paying for me.

    As the sky gradually darkened, he said, "The cafeteria is closed when I go back to school. I just haven't eaten yet. I'll treat you and clean up the dust for you." Without any explanation, he took my hand and walked towards a small restaurant.  I pulled my hand back in embarrassment, and my face turned red. This was the first time in my life that I let a boy hold hands, and I didn't know the boy's name yet.  During the day, there was a sign on his chest with his name written on it, but I didn't see it clearly, let alone remember it.  He seemed to have noticed something, and his face turned crimson all of a sudden.

    We came to the restaurant one after the other, ordered two side dishes and two bowls of rice, and after eating, no one made a sound, just looked up at each other from time to time, and buried our heads in eating again.

    He finished the bowl of rice first, and finally opened his mouth. He asked, "Do you want more?" I was too embarrassed to say any more, so I said, "No, I'm full." He then said, "Do you want to lose weight? I see you  I need another bowl, because you are not fat." He asked the waiter to add two more bowls of rice, pushed one bowl in front of me, and said, "Tang Yi, eat, you must be hungry after sitting for so long.  I was taken aback and said, "You, how do you know my name?" He said, "You forgot, I read your admission letter today!"

    At this moment, I feel: the boy in front of me is so careful.  He said again: "Do you know my name? My name is Zhao Haipeng. My hometown is Ningxia. I'm a poor kid in a valley."

    "Then" I wanted to say: Then where did you get the money for studying and eating?  But before I could say it, he went on to say: "I have been studying here for three years, and I have never been home. I have worked for more than a month during the summer vacation, and I have hundreds of dollars!" I am both unfamiliar and familiar with this.  I had a kind of admiration and admiration for the boy, and I later learned that he was a recommended student with excellent grades, free tuition, and received many scholarships.  In the days that followed, he always took care of me in life and often helped me in studies; on weekends, we went climbing, swimming, visiting the park, and going to the movies That winter vacation, I didn¡¯t go home because my family didn¡¯t  Wealth, and we are already inseparable, inseparable.

    Happy days always pass so quickly.  He is about to graduate, and the internship is at a place more than 20 kilometers away from the school.? Small town.  That day, I took him to the station and helped him carry his luggage. When the car came, I carried his luggage all the way to the car. I didn't get off until the moment the car was about to leave.  Watching the car drive away, I couldn't help but shed tears. That was the first time I cried for him.  He went, I walked back alone, and the whole world was empty.  That night, I had a sleepless night and wrote the first love letter to himand he went to the internship site, and he rushed to write letters to me. During the one-month internship life, we wrote more than 20 letters to each other.  Looking at his strong and powerful fonts, tasting his sweet words about love, I am intoxicated in the longing for happiness

    Immediately afterwards, there was the issue of finding a job after graduation. After a fierce ideological struggle, he resolutely returned to his poor and backward hometown.  He said: "My hometown recommended me to go to college. My parents and folks need me." That day, he packed his luggage, came to my dormitory to find me, and said goodbye to me.  I knew that no matter what language I used, I couldn't keep him, so I kept silent. He stood at the door of my dormitory for 20 minutes, then turned and went downstairs without looking back. I suddenly realized something,  I rushed out to chase him. After I caught up, I hugged him from behind. He stopped and said in a hoarse and heavy voice: "Please let me go, don't let me turn back." I hugged him  Tighter, when I slowly turned to him, I saw tears streaming down his face Yes, since ancient times, loyalty and righteousness have been in a dilemma, between hometown and lover, he chose the former.  I know that this means that our fate is over, and this unforgettable love will come to an end.  Because, a girl who grew up on the coast would not agree to follow him to live in that barren land, and the girl's family would also firmly oppose it.  But I never thought that Zhao Haipeng, the lover who loves me deeply, is so heartless.  Since he left, I have written to him every week, sometimes one letter, sometimes two or three letters, but nothing came of it. He never replied, nor did he call, probably because he didn¡¯t have a phone at home.  On the eve of graduation, for three full years, I was still writing to him.

    ? One day, the uncle doorman asked me to collect a postal package. I was surprised, how could someone send me something?  When I went to the guard room, a large rectangular postal package appeared in front of my eyes. I looked carefully and found that it was sent from Ningxia. I was overjoyed, and my heart was pounding.  The letters sent out were stacked one after another according to the date, neatly, three hundred letters, and each letter was still unopened.  My heart is trembling, and that heart-piercing feeling will never be forgotten. This is the lover I love deeply, the lover I miss day and night!  A year of living and studying together is too short, why is he so heartless?  At this time, my feelings for him completely changed, I hated him to death!

    After graduating from university, I stayed in Guangzhou and found a job in a newspaper office.  There are also many boys who have chased me, but I only have him in my heart.

    One day, I was searching on the Internet and accidentally found a familiar name¡ª¡ªZhao Haipeng. I greeted him immediately, but he ignored me at first, and then answered me. After talking for a while, I confirmed that it was him¡ª¡ªZhao Haipeng,  And I learned that he is still single now, except for work, he surfs the Internet and listens to music, including the music "Butterfly Spring" and "Meeting in Aobao" that we have listened to together.  I sent him a song "Sister Looking for Brother Tears", he listened to it, was very sad, and told me that his sister might not look for him again.  I am speechless, I dare not tell him that I am his sister, after so many years, I am still looking for him, but what can I do if I find him?  I can only surf the Internet on time every night to see if he is there, and ask him to send me a piece of music. When he sees me, he will sometimes take the initiative to send me music

    After Tang Yi finished telling her story, she smiled sadly and said, "I'm a little tired, I want to go home and sleep."

    Chen Kai nodded and left the coffee shop with Tang Yi without saying a word.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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