Quick Wear: The Stupid Beauty is Forced to Become a Heartthrob

Chapter 170 The Spectator and the Invisible Man 20 (End) We will meet tomorrow

November 11, ****, Saturday, the weather was sunny.

I calculated that today is my 30th birthday.

I brought a mini cake to the bench.

As of this morning, I wasn't ready to celebrate this birthday, but I had a feeling that it was something I should celebrate.

So I went to a nearby cake shop and bought the smallest cake to find it.

It must also want to see me living happily alone.

I put the cake at the end of the bench. Because of the long time, the color of the bench has changed. The color is so light that you can't tell its original appearance. But I come here to sit every day, so it is still very clean.

I put candles on the cake and closed my eyes and made a wish.

Hope it comes back to me.

The cake was small, so I ate it slowly and finished it quickly.

After talking for a while, the street lights came on and I wrapped my clothes tightly and walked home.

Sunday, January 1, ****, the weather was cloudy.

When I was watching videos today, I saw some advertisements, some advertisements caring for orphans, and I donated two thousand yuan.

But as I sat on the bench in the afternoon, the idea of ​​adopting a child suddenly occurred to me.

It’s not that I’m kind-hearted, but I feel like I can’t hold on any longer.

I don't remember how many years it has been, but it still hasn't come back.

I can't hold on any longer... Last night my emotions suddenly came to my head and I once again had thoughts of death, but at the critical moment his voice appeared in my mind again.

"Good, good, good, may you live a hundred years. I wish our little lamb a long life and happiness..."

It took me a long time to suppress such thoughts.

Now I think, if I had someone to care about, a little life that depended on me, maybe my life would be a little busier...

I immediately took a taxi to the nearest orphanage, and I believed that it would support my idea.

The director took me to see the children. They all looked at me with shining eyes, hoping that I could take them away. For the first time, I felt that my ability was so limited that I could only take one child away.

I didn't want to look at that look any longer, so I hurried away, randomly picked a girl in the crowd, and went to do the formalities.

The procedures will take a long time, and the dean will notify me when the time comes, so I went back alone again.

Thursday, January 1, ****, the weather was cloudy.

This morning the dean told me that the formalities had been completed and I could take her away.

So after get off work this afternoon, I rushed straight to the orphanage, and I met the girl I had chosen that day. She was not tall and looked small and timid.

I took her hand and took her home.

I took her to the supermarket first. She was very nervous and I was not very good at taking care of children, so I would buy anything she looked at for a second.

After we bought the things, we didn’t go home directly, but walked to the bench. I used to be alone, but now there is a child.

I tore open a bag of snacks and gave it to her, and she ate it very seriously.

I lowered the volume so that only I could hear it.

"I brought her back today and she looked a little malnourished."

"Although she is skinny and not very pretty, she is very cute when she smiles. If she eats more in the future, she will definitely be prettier if she becomes rounder."

"When will you come back? Wouldn't it be a bit strange to have a daughter all of a sudden?"

"You're a father now, you'll definitely like her, she looks very well behaved."

"If you don't come back, she will be the only one to accompany me from now on..."

When she finished the snacks in her hand, I had just finished talking, so under the dim street lights, I held her little hand and walked home.

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Wednesday, April 4, ****, the weather was cloudy.

I am old, and I am content to live to sixty-seven.

I seem to be sick recently. Even Siyue said that I like to be in a daze and can't get out of my own world. Even she can't wake me up.

So a while ago she took me to the hospital for a check-up, and the doctor said I had Alzheimer's disease, oh, that's senile dementia.

No wonder I keep forgetting this and that recently. The doctor said that if it gets serious in the future, I might forget Siyue.

Ugh.

But I still didn't forget to come to the bench today.

I don’t know how many years have passed, but this bench is no longer the same as it was before.

I forgot when the equipment was replaced, but I still remember the original bench. The color had faded, and even the four legs that supported the other parts had marks on them.

Fortunately, the location has not changed. It is still under the big tree, and you can see the traffic on the opposite side while sitting on it.

The big shade tree next to it is getting bigger and bigger, and looks particularly sturdy. When the wind blows, the leaves rustle.

Sometimes I feel more comfortable here than anywhere else.

"You won't be coming back, will you?"

"Siyue has grown up now. She can take care of me now. She is no longer the little kid she used to be. I feel relieved now."

"So much time has passed that my mind is in a mess."

"Are you a figment of my imagination, or are you real? I can't figure it out anymore."

"The rose had already withered yesterday, so Siyue bought another one. If she hadn't bought it, I would have almost forgotten about it."

"Alas, my memory is getting worse and worse. I don't know when I will forget you."

……

I talked about whatever came to my mind, and I forgot the time. I didn't react when Siyue suddenly appeared beside me, "Mom, why don't you go home so late?"

So late? I looked up and saw that it was already dark and the dim street lights were on.

I smiled a little embarrassedly. As expected, Siyue had no idea what to do. I got up and followed Siyue home.

On Friday, April 4, ****, the weather was cloudy and then sunny.

My condition seems to be getting worse and worse. I even forgot to write a diary during this period. My writing hands started to shake. I don’t know when I may not be able to write anymore.

I can't hold on any longer, so I'd better not hold on any longer.

Even if I were alive in my current physical condition, I would be a trouble to Siyue. She no longer needs me, and I miss her so much.

I want to go see it.

I haven't opened the small box containing the osmanthus flowers and the note for a long time, and I don't dare to open it again.

Wait until tomorrow, wait until tomorrow.

Tomorrow I will go to the bench to find it again, and disappear with it in the place where it disappears.

We'll see you soon...

We'll see you tomorrow!

--【over】--

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(This plane is my first attempt at being sadistic. I feel that thinking about it is one thing, and writing about it is another. I can’t write out the feeling I want. If nothing unexpected happens, there will be no such type of story in the following planes. As long as you don’t mind it, I will keep it sweet to the end~)

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