Miaomiao rushed downstairs in one breath.

Of course, Hosyan could not have been waiting in place. She dragged her steps heavily and slowly came to the tree where he stood a few minutes ago. She raised her head and counted the leaves on the tree one by one, with oval shapes, clear veins, very green in summer, and bright sunshine was still there.

The shadow of the tree cage was airtight, separating her from everything around her. A heart was beating wildly, like a sudden rain. Miaomiao wanted to catch something that she had missed, but she didn't know what it was.

Is it the rain that fell in the winter of the second year of high school? The drizzle made her soaked in a mess. The long street seemed to never end. It was still the October of my sophomore year, who skipped classes and went to see someone with joy, trying to prove an answer, but what he was waiting for was the ending of lying on the hospital bed for nearly a year?

Or, the word "Miao" that is unknown on the bookmark?

When counting the 1,001 leaves, Miaomiao found the answer. She held the metal bookmark in her hand tightly and told herself in her heart that this is the answer.

It is like an unexpected gift, giving her a moment of joy, but no matter how beautiful it is, it does not belong to her, and it will be returned to it.

My mood calmed down like this, so quiet that I could hear the wind that was rising at some point, whispering the green leaves. Miaomiao insisted on counting the last leaf before slowly walking back to the dormitory to pack his luggage.

It was naturally late when I got home, and the lights outside the villa gate were on. Miaomiao dragged her suitcase into the house. Her mother was lying comfortably on the imperial concubine's couch, with a cup of angrily singing tea on her hand, while her father squatted aside and helped her rub her legs.

Comrade Lao Xie is a senior orthopedic doctor who has been in the industry for more than 20 years. She is professional and experienced in massage techniques. She can see how she enjoys it. Miaomiao still remembers that she went to the Children's Palace to dance ballet when she was a child. When she came back, she felt sore and had a different way of acting coquettishly that she wanted her father to pinch it. But her father said that the child had a waist, and she felt so wronged that she had no waist? A small waist is also a waist, and she would cry when she opened her mouth. Unexpectedly, her mother took the tear attack into the bathroom and took a hot bath before she could use it.

"Miaomiao is back."

Xie Qiming first discovered his daughter standing at the door, got up and walked over, and helped her lift her suitcase to the living room: "You're hungry, dad will go to cook now. This morning, your second cousin sent a lot of fresh clams. How about making clam tofu soup? Or do you want to eat clam vermicelli?"

Miaomiao was hungry: "I want both!"

"Okay." Xie Qiming responded to his request, "You talk to your mother, I'll do it."

"Okay." Miaomiao followed into the kitchen, washed her hands with hand sanitizer, and came out of the living room. An Rongzhen sat up and rubbed her temples gently.

Miaomiao knew that her mother was very busy in the company and sometimes she didn't even care about eating. She also had stomachache. She had migraines when she was in her work intensity. She was nearly fifty years old. No matter how well she maintained her eyes, she still had unavoidable fatigue and wrinkles.

"Mom, I'll help you rub it."

As she got closer, Miaomiao saw half of the white silk coming out from the root of her mother's hair, which was connected to her other half's black hair like frost and snow, which was particularly eye-catching. My mother used to have long, thick black hair, like silk, but that year, when she learned from the doctor that her only daughter had become a vegetable and might never wake up, she fainted on the spot, and later her hair turned white overnight.

Thinking of this, Miaomiao's nose felt sore, and she couldn't help but lean over. An Rongzhen touched her face and asked softly, "Why, are you wronged at school?"

"No." Miaomiao sniffed her sniff sobbing that she didn't hear the sound of choking, "It's too much if you and your father go to Dunhuang for a trip, and you don't take me with you."

An Rongzhen laughed: "Are you still a five or six-year-old child?"

Miaomiao muttered: "No one helped me carry my bag, no one helped me rub my legs when I was tired, and no one helped me take beautiful photos..."

"Stop coming," An Rongzhen smiled again, "Go to find a boyfriend by yourself."

"Not found."

I like her, but she doesn't like it, but I already have a master if I like her.

"It depends on fate." An Rongzhen said, "It is impossible to force a relationship."

Miaomiao nodded in agreement.

An Rongzhen took a booklet with cherry blossoms printed next to her: "This is the new summer clothing for the studio this year. Please pick a few items you like and I will send them to your home tomorrow. Friday is your grandma's 80th birthday, and our whole family will go back."

Miaomiao opened the book and read: "I called back two days ago, and it was my grandmother who answered it. She immediately heard it was me. I was so happy that the grandfather next to her said that she laughed so hard that her dentures fell off..."

An Rongzhen also said: "From childhood to adulthood, among their grandchildren, you are the one they love the most."

Miaomiao tilted her head: "Because I am the cutest."

An Rongzhen smiled docilely and reached out to scratch the tip of her nose.

The warm time passed quietly in the conversation between the mother and daughter. Xie Qiming put the hot meal on the table, took off his apron before he asked them to have a meal.

Miaomiao ate the clam vermicelli and tofu soup she was longing for, and went into the kitchen to wash dishes with satisfaction, wiped her hands and saw her parents enjoying the moon in the yard with deep affection. She shrugged enviously and slipped back to the room.

After taking a shower, she applied a mask. Xiao Qiao pulled her to beat her in two sets of King of Glory. She was abused to death. She sent thirteen heads in a row, lowering the team's economy, and keeping the jungler on the opposite side white and fat, and provoking her happily: "Thank you."

Facts have proved that top students in the A-level computer department may not be able to play games well, just like the simple truth that they can't learn computers even if they are good at studying.

Miaomiao successfully comforted herself, quit the game, pulled off the mask, washed her face again, and then fell on the bed. The thin quilt still smelled of sunshine surrounded her softly, feeling very comfortable.

Sleepiness hits.

But there is one more thing to do before going to bed.

Miaomiao took out his cell phone and sent a message to Huoth: "Senior Brother Huo, your bookmark is here with me. It will be convenient to see when it will be convenient. Take it back."

After waiting for a few minutes, there was no reply. Instead, I waited for the application notice from my friend who added the address book on WeChat. Miaomiao looked at the three words "Hosyan" in the notes, and hesitated for a full ten seconds before clicking to pass.

You have added hsy and now you can start chatting.

There was no movement there for a long time. Miaomiao thought to herself, should I copy the content in the message and send it over? As soon as her fingertips moved, a new message was displayed on the page.

hsy: No need to pay it back.

Another one comes.

hsy: The object returns to the original owner.

Miaomiao opened her eyes wide, and she was full of doubts. She knew every word, but she didn't understand what these two sentences meant.

Return to the original owner?

The cat-shaped metal bookmark is returned to the original...master?

This means-

The bookmark originally belongs to her?

Miaomiao suddenly sat up with a carp, took out the bookmark from her bag, and turned it to the back. The word "Miao" was not integrated with the bookmark, but it seemed like it was carved with a workmanship knife after the finished product. Moreover, her favorite animal since she was a child was a cat, but her mother was allergic to cat hair and she had never raised it at home. She also secretly planned to raise a cat after getting married in the future.

Perhaps it was because I had been sleeping in the hospital bed for too long in the past, and some memories that sometimes blurred and sometimes appeared in fragments gradually became clearer as the relevant people and things appeared.

Regarding the matter of raising cats, she also discussed with Hosyan and asked him if he would have cat hair allergies. He said no, and she happily held her face. It's great! Then let's raise one in the future? She also held his hand and forced a hook.

So, was this bookmark that Hosyan planned to give to her before?

Why did he specially customize this bookmark? Why did he have to hand-engrave her name? Could it be... He once liked her a little bit?

This thought came out like a joyful firework, and it became dim in an instant. If you like her, why would you reply such a hurtful letter?

Moreover, even if the past is really like that, time has passed now.

The phone screen illuminated again.

Miaomiao cut open and saw at a glance: "hsy" withdrew a message.

The content of this message was held by Huo Siyan, holding his cell phone, and writing for five minutes. He carefully considered every word and even selected punctuation marks. He took one second to issue and two seconds to withdraw.

The full moon hangs high in the night sky, and the moonlight is blocked by closed doors and windows, leaving behind slanted shadows. The air conditioning in the study is very open, which is already a low temperature that ordinary people can't bear. But Huo Siyan still clearly felt the heat rising from his back. The end of the mobile phone is the girl he liked for a long time, and I don't know when the end will be. He is unwilling to give up even a faint possibility.

Perhaps, it can also be called, hope.

There were several documents neatly placed on the desk, one of which was the asset appraisal report of Qingyuan Technology sent by Zhou Fengyu in the evening. In addition, there were detailed information collected by Hosyan about the founder, internal structure, operating model, key projects, product patents, and even the reasons for bankruptcy that he never did not know for sure.

But Huo Siyan was completely unsure of Xie An Miaomiao. Looking at the shadow of the tree falling on the window, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, she didn't see the message just now.

If possible, how could he just want to be friends with her?

What Huo Siyan would never have thought was that at this time, Xie An Miaomiao, a top student in the computer department, was holding a laptop, logging into the WeChat computer port, opening the web source code, and tapping the white fingers for a while, and soon restored the message he had withdrawn without missing a word!

hsy: I plan to stay in City A in the future and there may be a considerable chance of meeting. Perhaps, we can get along like friends, what do you think?

That night, Miaomiao held the quilt and was stunned for a long time...

***

Two days passed in a flash.

Early in the morning, Miaomiao and her parents flew back to their hometown, Beicheng, to celebrate their 80th birthday to grandma. She lived in Beicheng when she was a child and came back every Spring Festival. She was familiar with every grass and tree here.

The northern city is surrounded by mountains on one side and water on three sides, and the soil is fertile. It has always been known as the "land of fish and rice".

Grandpa specially asked the eldest grandson, Xie Nanxing, who had arrived last night, to come and pick up the family of three. Miaomiao sat in the car and looked at the golden rice fields outside the window. The wind blew by, and the rice waves were as beautiful as picturesque.

The old house of Xie family is located in the southeast corner of the town. A pond was dug in front of the house, with lotus and fish. It was midsummer, and the lotus flowers were blooming shyly and pleasantly, with green leaves layered, and the fish were playing safely under it. A half-person-high rockery was built next to it, with a majestic lion's head carved on the front, with a wide mouth open and clear water gurgling out. It turned out to be a washing pool.

Miaomiao was wearing a pink lady's skirt, and her every frown and smile was full of playfulness and vividness. She took the hem of the skirt and got off the car. She saw grandpa and grandma supporting each other out of the house. She quickly met her and smiled sweetly, "Grandpa and grandma."

The old man responded repeatedly, holding her hand into the room, left and right.

Miaomiao was loved by the Xie family. Her grandfather had seven brothers, gave birth to six sons, and later had eight grandsons, all of whom were boys. Mr. Xie was looking forward to it, and his beard turned white, and finally he looked forward to a precious granddaughter.

Isn't this a pain in my heart?

Not long after Miaomiao was born, she often fell ill, but she was so worried about the whole family. Mr. Xie found a fortune teller. The other party calculated the child's birth date and horoscope, and looked at his face. He said that the five elements were short of water. The old man immediately said, "That's called Xie Miao." The fortune teller shook his head and said that your granddaughter lacked a little water, and the three waters might not be able to suppress it."

Since Sanshui cannot do it, just add Miao.

The fortune teller said gently, Liushui may flood again, and the old man was so anxious that he was about to get angry. The fortune teller asked the child's mother's surname and was amazed that the word "An" was added to the Liushui before it, which not only controls the water, but also turns bad luck into good luck. So Miaomiao's name was decided like this.

Miaomiao grew up in a sugar bowl since she was a child, and she was loved by all kinds of people. There were eight cousins ​​on it, some of whom were good at studying and some were very good at fighting. When she was in school, a large group of flower protectors followed her. She held her head and chest up and walked in front, like a beautiful and proud little peacock.

The children next door not only dared not bully her, but also all cried with envy.

The old lady’s birthday party was officially opened at 6 pm. It was still early and most of the guests did not arrive. Miaomiao followed her grandparents into the house and saw that the family was close relatives sitting inside, most of them were elders. She called people one by one, but was held by her aunt and aunt, and she opened her mouth and cared for her. She either asked about her job or if she had a boyfriend...

Fortunately, Xie Nanzheng came to rescue her. Miaomiao gave this eighth cousin who was in front of him with a grateful look, and then ran to his grandparents like a slutty swallow to the forest. After a while, the two old men laughed happily.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, almost all the guests came.
To be continued...