Tonight, I thought of Peipei again, there was a feeling of tears.
Her innocent appearance always appeared in front of her, her shallow dimples and a sweet smile hanging from her mouth. Her hair was yellow and her eyes were not big, but her eyes were clear and watery. When I first saw her, it was clearly a winter jasmine blooming in the early spring, thin and weak, but exuding a delicate fragrance.
I started to like this little girl.
She is the girl of her aunt's neighbor.
That year, I was 15 years old and she was 12 years old.
Later, I went to high school in the city, and returned home less frequently. My aunt's family was even rarer. Sometimes, I could not see Peipei, but I had a girl named Peipei in my heart.
The year I was admitted to college, I asked her about her whereabouts. She said she had a poor family and went to work in the south before finishing high school. "It's a pity such a smart girl ..." said Aunt. There was a faint loss in my heart.
The college admission notice came down. I was admitted to a university in the south, in the city where Peipei works, and suddenly thought, would I meet her?
College life is colorful. Playing with a group of classmates that day, walking in a city with flashing lights. When we passed a hotel, we were attracted by a car, a very expensive kind. Suddenly a woman stepped out of the car, very beautiful. She looked back at Waner and smiled, and went to the hotel with the two men. "Peipei" I was shocked, like Peipei, but it was more bright and beautiful. I wanted to inquire about it, but in the end I didn't have the courage to go forward. I watched her go in, and even the last red disappeared into my sight.
That night I was sleepless, and I had a strange and terrible dream at dawn. Peipei in the dream was cold and fascinating. She didn't say a word, came slowly to me, and seemed to fly away gently. When I saw her last glance, it turned out to be bloody. I was shocked and went to hold her placket. She was gone, and she was holding a white feather in her hand.
I was surprised, woke up, there was a faint moonlight at the window, and my heart was very restless, and I suddenly wanted to see Peipei. But I'm not sure, I saw Peipei last night. In those few days, I have been very depressed, I hate myself for not having the courage to go to that hotel and ask if she is Peipei, the one who is very beautiful in my heart.
A few days later, at noon, the phone rang suddenly and she called. She said, "Do you remember the girl named Peipei from the neighbor's house? In the city where you went to school, she died and was A guest persecuted and jumped down from the 13th floor ... "
I froze there, tears blurring my eyes. Aunt said, Peipei only has an honest Pakistani father. He is a distant cousin who handles things in the past. They are all farmers. You have the culture. Let me help you.
The hotel has been closed for a long time. All I can do is to help the uncle get to the police station to find out the truth of the matter, and then send him home with Pei Pei's ashes.
The moment my plane took off, my heart burst into pieces. The beauty of the past suddenly turned into today's cold and desolate. When a gorgeous jasmine came in spring, it withered in the bustling world.
Tonight, the moonlight is like water, and I have no sleep. I miss Peipei.