As he grew older, the world in Ju Nian's heart became less and less boundless, but the door became smaller and smaller, so small that only one person could pass by, but no one had ever passed by. There was dust on the door, and only the side facing inside was still spotless.

When she was in the second grade of elementary school, Ju Nian looked like a quiet little girl. The extroversion, elf and strong desire for expression in childhood gradually faded. Her most common appearance was to bury her head in the pile of books, and she would be alone in a daze when she closed the pages. When others called her, she would smile a little shyly.

At this time, Xie Maohua and his wife were less picky about Ju Nian. In addition to spending too much time on various extracurricular books, which made them quite dissatisfied, this daughter had basically met their requirements. Quiet, worry-free and upright. Of course, the reason why they were not picky about Ju Nian was more because the couple's attention was basically focused on the "work" made for a son. When they gave birth to Ju Nian, they had responded to the country's call for late marriage and late childbirth. Now they are not young, and they have hopes and disappointed many times, but a boy's strong desire made them as persevering and persevering as Edison invented a light bulb.

The family planning wind was blowing tightly, and the Xie couple's childbirth plan was secretly carried out for several years, and only Ju Nian saw it. A lot of cold reading and time of being alone made Ju Nian more wise than children of the same age. When parents' colleagues and friends, as well as their own relatives, they always like to sigh: "This child is so quiet and delicate, and very well-behaved." At this time, the Xie couple will look at this daughter with a slight smug look, while Ju Nian never talks much, and even smiles are shallow.

In fact, I don’t know when it started, Ju Nian no longer felt lost and lonely because of her parents’ neglect, nor did she feel bored. In order not to be a "walking child", she gave her parents a quiet daughter, but there was an extremely wonderful and splendid world in her heart. This world is very broad and bizarre, and she was the only one who was swimming in it, free of charge.

When others praise her for being quiet and well-behaved, maybe she is studying that person's shoes. The shoes can show many details on a person's body. The shoes of the person with the horoscope have special wear and tear. The person who walks without rules is very fast. This aunt basically wears high heels every day. She feels that she is never tall enough. The uncle's toe has traces of water and wetness, but it has not rained in the city for many days... Of course, her curiosity is not limited to shoes, their hands, small folds on their clothes, and their unique expressions when they speak. Observing these details makes Ju Nian feel endlessly happy.

Ju Nian's imagination is also richer than that of children of the same age. The endless fantasy is her favorite game every day. Two ants, one in front and the other in the back, were crawling on the wall behind the sofa. She imagined that they had just quarreled, one walked in front, and the other was chasing slowly behind. The eraser became smaller and smaller, and she treated it as a woman who thought she was too fat. Every night, everyone fell asleep, and the eraser lady kept exercising and slimming down, and finally got her wish.

When she was in a daze, her mind was full of these strange things. When others called her, she was a very normal quiet little girl, obedient, sensible, and a little timid. The door of the world was closed in her heart, and her parents had never been in. Although Ju Nian once thought that if they liked it, she would be happy to open the door for them. But they never saw that the worry-free daughter would occasionally have some strange actions, such as, she liked to cut apples horizontally, and when eating noodles, she always liked to wrap the noodles into strange shapes with chopsticks, and then smiled secretly with her lips alone.

As he grew older, the world in Ju Nian's heart became less and less boundless, but the door became smaller and smaller, so small that only one person could pass by, but no one had ever passed by. There was dust on the door, and only the side facing inside was still spotless.

Ju Nian doesn't like to talk anymore, but she laughs freely in her own world, and her life doesn't feel boring at all.

If others can't give her happiness, then she will fulfill herself.

Every time I secretly saw my mother holding a strange note in my hand, Ju Nian knew that her younger brother had been in the bathroom again. This made her feel interesting, and even glad that as long as her younger brother didn't show up for a day, her current life situation could last longer. Although this idea seemed a bit selfish, the teacher said that selfish children are not good children. Haha, forgive a quiet child.

It was probably the second semester of the second semester of Ju Nian, and Xie Maohua began to work as a driver for the vice dean. Ju Nian thought that the newly appointed vice dean must be very diligent in his job, because he always traveled on business trips, and his father had to follow him everywhere, not at home every few days.

How did the child come about? Ju Nian has not found a clear answer from the book at this time. Although she likes to read everything as long as the book is accessible, as long as she knows the words in the book, and reads the radio and television newspapers with relish, it cannot answer how her little brother appears. Maybe there is an answer, but she cannot fully understand it. However, at least there is a little that Ju Nian knows, and two people must make the child (just like two people making bread together, you mix with noodles, I ferment). Since there is one person who is not available, it will definitely not produce products. Ju Nian therefore feels relieved for a short time.

Speaking of which, the child of the vice president of the Municipal College is the same age as Ju Nian. When he was in kindergarten, he was still a classmate in the preschool class for more than half a year. Ju Nian’s deepest memory of that boy came from being held by himself. He was pulled by himself and turned around for many times. When he finally stopped, he was half dizzy, half frightened, and he couldn’t close his mouth.

I remember that at that time, although the children of city staff in the family kindergarten were all the children of city staff, there were differences between children. For example, Ju Nian was the driver's children, the canteen workers' children, the plumbers, the doorman's children, and some, of course, the prosecutor's children and the leader's children.

The child at that age did not have a strong sense of hierarchy and did not know how to distinguish between these, but parents understood. Just like the son of the vice president, he transferred to school a month after school. At that time, others were short and congenital myopia, wearing glasses that looked ugly to the child. Since he grew up in a foreign city where his father worked, he could not understand the local dialect at all, and spoke rapping Mandarin. At first, many children were laughing at him secretly,

I like to play with him, and the teacher couldn't say that I like him. If one of the seven dwarfs had not been temporarily sick, he would definitely not have been allowed to take over. The child was unknown all year long in the preschool class. After graduating from kindergarten, he did not study in Cuihu Primary School, which was divided into urban areas like the children in other courtyards, but was sent by his parents to the Affiliated Primary School of No. 7 Middle School. If he hadn't seen him go home occasionally when he was out of school, everyone would have almost forgotten the existence of this person.

However, when the boy's father became the vice president in just two years, everything was different. After school, there were more boys who came to him to play with him. Everyone said that he had many very interesting new toys. The vice president had a full-time driver to pick him up and drop him off, and he would also take his son with him. Xie Maohua was the driver. I don't know when he had dinner, Ju Nian heard his father tell his mother that the son of the Han family was too inconspicuous. But now his father always sighed that the vice president who often took his car was very smart - of course, Ju Nian could not compare.

Ju Nian didn't care about these things. Until she went to elementary school, she always remembered the boy's name wrong. When she knew more and more words, she accidentally found a broken martial arts novel from under her father's bed, and she couldn't help but indulge in that world. Perhaps, the world in her heart was decorated into a romantic world. Her obsession with martial arts novels has since become uncontrollable. She started to chew those thick big plots since elementary school. When she met the words she didn't understand, she had to rely on the "Xinhua Dictionary". The plot was only half-understood, but it did not reduce its interest.

Later, Ju Nian read thousands of martial arts novels, but her favorite was the terrible residual book when she first met. She only realized after she was in the third year of junior high school that it was one of Wen Ruian's novels in "The Legend of the Condor Heroes". The hero Xiao Qiushui in it expressed all Xiao Ju Nian's yearning for the opposite sex before she first fell in love.

"What does a gentleman mean when the cool breeze rises at the end of the sky? When will the wild geese arrive? There are many autumn waters in the rivers and lakes."

Wen Rui'an used these few words to draw a perfect man that Ju Nian admired. He was extraordinary, valued love and righteousness, and was a hero. However, compared to those stories of justice over evil, what attracted Ju Nian was the infatuated love between Xiao Qiushui and Tang Fang.

Tang Fang is a little princess of the Tang Sect in Sichuan. Her grandmother, Old Mrs. Tang, doesn't like Xiao Qiushui, but by chance, Tang Fang and Xiao Qiushui met by chance in a fight that they didn't know each other. In fact, looking at the whole book, Tang Fang and Xiao Qiushui only met for a short period of time, and then they were separated for a long time. They searched for each other all their lives, and they always missed it and missed it again. However, Xiao Qiushui went to the Tang Sect alone, and a shocking battle broke out a bloody road just to see Tang Fang.

Before she knew what it was, Ju Nian had already set her love like, just as she set the ending she wanted for Xiao Qiushui and Tang Fang in her heart-

In the cool breeze and autumn leaves, Xiao Qiushui held Tang Fang's hand.

Tang Fang said: "Take me away."

He nodded and smiled, and then the two of them ran together, flew out of the Tang Sect, flew out of the world, flew out of all shackles, and flew into a world where only them were.

I remember this and never forget it for a day. The first thing I saw was him (her), and he (her) forever. This is Xiao Qiushui in Ju Nian’s imagination, and it is also the person she imagined and loved. As for other people, whether they are inconspicuous or smart, they are all passers-by.

In order to read martial arts novels, Ju Nian learned to save one yuan or a few cents from breakfast money to borrow books from bookstores near the school. Her classmates also came, and they read comics and cartoons. She would also change her novels to book covers like textbooks, cheating the teacher and parents' eyes.

Maybe my attention was distracted, and Ju Nian's grades in elementary school were not good. She could do math problems, but when the steps were correct, the results were often wrong; Chinese was originally her strength, but composition was a weakness. Perhaps she was a bottle with round belly and thin mouth, which contained a lot of them, but it was not easy to pour it out.

The teachers are not able to "appreciate" the composition of Ju Nian. It is either too ridiculous or too strange. For example, the teacher asked me to write "My Happiest Things", and the honest Ju Nian just wrote: The happiest thing about me is to sit alone in the windy window, sitting all the time, sitting all the time, very happy, very happy...

No matter how many ellipsis she typed or how many times she repeated her happiness, it was difficult to get enough of the required number of words. Moreover, the teacher didn't seem to feel that there was anything to be happy about sitting alone in the window. She asked Ju Nian to describe it carefully and carefully.

Happiness is happiness, how can I express it in words? Although all the fill-in-the-blank questions in Ju Nian are full marks, she has never won a ranking because of the composition. Before going to high school, she always ranked 20 for 40 students in the class, and if there were 50 students in the class, she would be 25. She is not particularly outstanding and is not a poor student. She never causes trouble in school, does not arrive late, does not leave early, and does not like to talk in class. Apart from being alone, she has no other shortcomings in her student manual. Her parents have no reason to blame her, and they have no expectations for her - their expectations are given to her late son.

In the fifth grade of Ju Nian Primary School, just when she thought her younger brother would never appear again, her parents showed an ecstatic smile on their faces. Since then, her mother has stopped working in the canteen of the procuratorate, staying at home all day, getting fatter day by day.

Ju Nian's fear was getting deeper and deeper. She noticed the whispers of her parents when they turned their backs to her, and began to call her aunt frequently. She knew that they were arranging to send her away and make a space for her future younger brother. At that time, she had the most vicious idea of ​​a child, hoping that when her mother was washing dishes, mopping the floor, watching TV, and singing, her younger brother fell out of her belly, gone, and forever, so she could stay here forever.

Unfortunately, her thoughts cannot control the facts. When her mother's belly was like a small hill, she moved to her aunt's house in the suburbs and rarely showed up in the courtyard. Every week, Ju Nian went to her aunt's house as her father told her to deliver things to her. When her mother's belly was like a mountain, she moved to her relatives in a township.

Finally one day, Ju Nian carried her small bag and turned around step by step and was sent to her aunt's house by her father.

My aunt settled down Ju Nian. Before leaving, my father squatted down and stroked Ju Nian's little face for the first time. He coughed a few times before saying, "You live here first, and we will pick you up later."

Ju Nian held her little bag tightly, as if it was all her.

She disappointed her father. This time, she did not nod obediently, but looked at the adult in front of her and asked: "When will it be in the future? With a younger brother, will you still want me?"

This sentence made my father feel extremely embarrassed after hearing it, and he changed his face and left. Perhaps it was because of Ju Nian's words, except for sending living expenses, his father rarely came to visit her.

My aunt coaxed Ju Nian at that time: "Your parents can't bear to leave you too, and they feel guilty."
Chapter completed!