return to the third grade

Chapter 107

Ling Xiaoxiao lived leisurely at home for several days, went to learn the piano every morning, and in the afternoon either went home to practice the piano and read books, or had a party with Wu Qingqing and Xu Xiaoying. The situation Wu Qingqing encountered in Fengcheng No. [-] Middle School was similar to that of Ling Xiaoxiao , so two people have a common language when they get together.

And Xu Xiaoying's grades in the county's No. [-] Middle School are not bad, so she still doesn't have a strong self-motivation, but she reads less novels and miscellaneous books, and she still completes reference books and exercises every day on time and according to the amount. Overall, It's just the same as before.

These days Ling Xiaoxiao has not gone online. Ever since she met Jiang Zizhuo at school, she subconsciously didn’t want to go online. She didn’t know how she should respond to Zhong Yuan. Back then, she followed everything Zhongyuan said that there is probably a kind of empathy in it, and she will always subconsciously regard him as someone. Now that the real master has appeared, she suddenly does not know how to face this netizen who has given her a lot of help. . .

On the fifth day, Ling Xiaoxiao still arrived at Huang Xin's place early in the morning, but this time the person who opened the door turned into a little bamboo horse again. Didn't this person go back?Although Ling Xiaoxiao was a little strange, she still glanced at him and walked in on her own.

Huang Xin's expression today was colder than usual, she looked at the little bamboo horse with a little anger in her eyes, she didn't know where the little bamboo horse had offended her, the little bamboo horse was not as attentive as last time, busy here and there, casually in the room I found a place to sit, and sat down quietly, with no intention of going out.

Huang Xin ignored him, called Ling Xiaoxiao over, and handed her a new sheet music: "Start practicing this from today, and you can practice as much as you can before you go back to school."

After speaking, he turned to the little bamboo horse and said, "Come with me."

Seeing the little bamboo horse got up and took him out, Ling Xiaoxiao heard the voice from the corridor that she should have gone to the next room, that is, the bedroom, cough cough cough.

Mrs. Taisanba's thoughts are still not suitable for her such a flowery, pure and innocent age, Ling Xiaoxiao restrained her mind and concentrated on familiarizing herself with the new score.

Once Ling Xiaoxiao devotes all her heart and soul to one thing, it is easy to ignore the things around her. When she feels a little tired and should take a break, she sees Huang Xin has come back, sitting not far from her in a daze, her eyes are a little bit red.

Ling Xiaoxiao glanced at the time, it was past eleven o'clock, the morning practice was almost over, with Huang Xin looking like this, how should she greet and retreat?

After struggling for a long time, Ling Xiaoxiao moved the little horse and sat next to her. Looking at the sadness on her face, she didn't know what to say. Thinking of what the little bamboo horse said before, she sorted out her words and said slowly: "Ms. Huang, I always thought that I have only been out of school for a month, and nothing has changed at home, but I found that some things are still different from what I thought.

I went to see my grandma, she looked so hale and hearty before she left, and made me my favorite crispy white meat. I thought that every time I came back from vacation, my grandma would hold my hand with a smile and make me my favorite food. But this time when I went to see her, she leaned half against the wall, her eyes could only be half-closed. In order to prevent me from worrying, she tried to look very energetic, but she couldn't even last 5 minutes. After I said a few words, I was tired and lay down again to rest.

I was thinking, when I left, she was obviously in good health, why did she suddenly become like this?I lost my temper with my mother, and my mother was also very wronged. She took my grandma to the hospital several times but couldn't find the reason. "

Huang Xin slowly turned her head and began to listen to her words intently, the sadness on her face gradually receded, revealing a hint of thought, Ling Xiaoxiao saw that she had listened, so she continued to speak.

"A few days ago, my little uncle took my grandma to the hospital again. This time, she was referred to the right department. It was finally found out that it was chronic nephritis, which needed to be treated quickly. The doctor also said that it was fortunate that it was discovered in time. If it continues to delay, it will be very serious. It may become kidney failure, and if it becomes kidney failure, it will be very difficult to treat, and a relative of my mother’s colleague died of this disease.”

It is said that recognizing the brain is the quietest instrument, but such a sophisticated instrument has a fatal flaw, that is, it is easy to be dominated by emotions, and it is easy to fall into a certain emotion. Once trapped, it will ignore other people and people around it. I don’t know that while I am sad and sad, my family and friends are also worried about me.

No one can stand still and wait for you forever. Time is like a river that keeps rushing forward. It will wash away all the traces you have been familiar with. When you break free from the shackles of sadness, you will only find that things around you have already changed. , What was lost and missed has become a new regret.

Ling Xiaoxiao said melancholy, and sighed faintly: "It was only this time that I realized that grandma's hair was all white, the wrinkles on her face were much deeper, and her body was even more hunched. No one helped her, and she couldn't help herself. Can’t stand up. It turns out that people will grow old, but we always choose not to see it.”

Huang Xin's body trembled when she said these words. She hadn't been back to Bincheng for several years, and only occasionally called home. Every time she faced her parents' hesitation to speak, she would quickly explain it. hang up the phone. . .In the end, she was wrong.

"Teacher, the book says that we should live in the present, cherish the people in front of us, and grasp everything before we have time. Do you think so?"

Ling Xiaoxiao turned her head to look at Huang Xin, her eyes were bright, life is beautiful, every day is a new beginning, we have countless chances to start over, don't we?

Ling Xiaoxiao knew that Huang Xin had listened to her own words, and the best way to persuade a person was to let her feel her own emotions. Humans are strange animals, and they can always be sensitive to the emotions of outsiders, but they are very sensitive. It's easy to ignore your own heart.

If you want to pry the opponent's puss out, the simplest and most brutal way is to pry your own in front of her.After finishing what should be said, she can only rely on herself for the rest. No matter how much outsiders persuade her, she can win prizes in the end. In the end, it is up to her to figure it out. But, I don’t know if her parents can always Stay where you are and wait for her.

Huang Xin fell into deep thought again, and Ling Xiaoxiao didn't bother her, she just packed up the sheet music and piano lightly, and went out by herself, and met the little bamboo horse wandering by the door.

"If I were you, I wouldn't appear in front of her now. I would choose to come back tomorrow." Ling Xiaoxiao kindly suggested to him that what Huang Xin needs now is time alone.

"why?"

"There are so many reasons why, let's come tomorrow, maybe there will be unexpected surprises, don't say I didn't remind you."

After Ling Xiaoxiao finished speaking, she waved her hand to say goodbye to the little bamboo horse. The little bamboo horse wandered around the door for a while, but in the end she still didn't go in, and walked away slowly.

(End of this chapter)