Collecting touching micro-novels

You gave birth to me before you were born, and I gave birth to you before you were born.

I am an orphan. Maybe it is the result of favoring boys over girls, or maybe it is the product of a man who loves a girl and cannot be responsible after falling in love. It was Zheye who picked me up and took me home. That year he came back to the city from the countryside to implement the policy. He saw me at the garbage dump at the station, a beautiful, quiet little baby girl surrounded by many people. He stepped forward, and the baby girl smiled brightly at him.

He gave me a home and a beautiful name, Tao Yao. Later, he said that my smile at that time was worthy of the title of "escaping away and scorching the beauty".

Zheye's life was extremely miserable. His parents were both scholars who returned to China, but they did not escape the cultural catastrophe. They both died in anger. Zheye was naturally not immune. He was sent to the countryside, and Lao Yan, his girlfriend who has been in love for many years, breaks up. He lived a lonely life from then on until he picked me up when he returned to the city at the age of 35. I call Zheye uncle. There are not many unpleasant memories of my childhood, except for one thing.

When I was in school, some naughty male classmates called me a "bastard". I went home crying and told Zheye. The next day Zheye specially picked me up from school and asked the boys: Who said she was a bastard? When the little boy saw the tall and burly Zheye, he didn't dare to say anything. Zheye sneered: Next time whoever says that again, if I hear it, I will beat him up! Someone muttered: She was not born to you, she is a bastard. Zheye held my hand and turned around and smiled: But I treasure her more than my biological daughter. If you don't believe me, who can stand up and show me, whose clothes are as beautiful as hers? Whose shoes and schoolbags look better than hers? She drinks milk and bread every morning. What do you eat? The children were immediately discouraged. Since then, no one has called me a bastard. When I get older, I always laugh when I think about this. My life is much luckier than that of ordinary orphans.

My favorite place is the study room. The room is full of books, and Zheye’s desk is under the large bright window. When the sun shines, his majestic silhouette focused on work is like a backlit painting. I always look for books to read by myself, and when I find them, I sit on the sofa. After a while, Zheye would look back at me. His smile was warmer than the sunshine outside the moving sun window. When I got tired of reading, I lay on his shoulder and quietly watched him draw pictures and write articles. He laughed: When you grow up, do you want to do my job? I curled my lips: I don’t want it, I’m so tanned and dirty. Ah, I forgot to mention, Zheye is a construction engineer. But the wind and sun did not damage his appearance at all. He was always gentle, clean and graceful. Intermittently, it is not that no woman wants to enter Zheye's life.

When I was 8 years old, once, Zheye almost wanted to discuss marriage with a woman. The woman is a teacher, smart and beautiful. I don't know why I don't like her, I always feel that the smile on her face seems to be attached to her. When Zheye is there, she smiles sweetly and gently to me, but when Zheye is not there, the smile disappears like magic. I'm afraid of her. One day I was reading a picture book on the balcony, and she asked me: Where are your biological parents? Never came to see you once? I was stunned, looking at her not knowing what to say. She clicked her tongue twice and said: This kid is stupid, no wonder they don't want you. I was stunned, and suddenly Zheye came over with a livid face, took my hand, and went back to the room without saying anything.

I cried alone in the quilt at night. Zheye came in, hugged me and said, don't be afraid, Yaoyao won't cry. After that, we stopped seeing that woman come to our house. Later, I heard Zheye's good friend Qiu Fei ask him, why did they break up again? Zheye said that this woman's heart is not right. If you marry her, Yaoyao will not have a good life in the future.

Qiu Fei said, you will never forget Ye Lan. The 8-year-old me remembered this name firmly. When I got older, I learned that Ye Lan was Zheye's girlfriend back then.

We have always depended on each other. Zheye handled everything very well, including helping me get through adolescence smoothly and healthily.

After I was admitted to college, because the school was far away from home, I lived on campus and only went home on weekends. Zheye sometimes asks me: Do you have a boyfriend? I always laugh and say nothing. There are a few outstanding boys in the school who always like to hang around me, but I don't like any of them: A is tall and handsome, but his grades are third-rate; B has good homework and good eloquence, but his appearance is really ordinary; C My studies and appearance are good, but my temperament is like a reckless man... I rarely talk to male classmates. In my eyes, they are all naive and superficial. They have no time to show their best side when they are in front of others. They are too traceable and lose their stability.

On my 20th birthday, Zheye’s gift to me was a ruby ??ring. Zheye had already started buying this kind of sporadic jewelry for me. He said: As girls grow older, they need a few decent things to decorate. After dinner, he walked with me to the mall. If I liked anything, he would buy it right away.

After returning to school, I was sensitive and found that my classmates liked to talk about me behind my back. I don't care either. Because of my life experience, I am used to people talking about me. Until one day, a good female classmate pulled me in private: They said you have a boyfriend who is much older than you? I was baffled: Who said that? She said: It is said that several people saw you walking in the mall with him, and you were very affectionate! No wonder you look down on these poor boys, it turns out you are following Brother Kong Fang! I thought for a moment, my face slowly turned red, and after a while I smiled and said: They misunderstood. I didn't explain. Sitting quietly reading a book, the heat on my face lingers for a long time.

Go home on the weekend and clean as usual. Zheye's room is very clean, and a woolen sweater he often wears is placed on the edge of the bed.

It was a light brown one with a bottle collar. When I bought it, I originally looked at a gray sweetheart collar one, so I picked this one. At that time Zheye said with a smile: Okay, it's up to you. It seems that Xiao Yaoyao thinks I'm old and wants me to dress younger. I folded the clothes slowly, smiling and thinking about some trivial things.

In the next period of time, I found that Zheye was in very good spirits. He walked briskly and briskly, and occasionally I heard him humming some songs, which looked a bit like me when I was admitted to college. I wonder. I received a call from Zheye on Friday, asking me to go home early and go out to have dinner with him.

He shaved and changed clothes. I wonder: Someone helped you introduce a girlfriend? Zheye smiled: I'm already an old man, so what girlfriend do I have to talk about? It's your Uncle Qiu, and there is another old friend who has been with me for many years. You can just call her Aunt Ye later. I know it must be Ye Lan. On the way, Zheye told me that he had contacted Ye Lan through Qiu Fei some time ago. Her husband passed away a few years ago. It felt okay to meet again this time. If nothing else happened, they were going to get married. I responded casually, and gradually felt cold in my feet, slowly spreading upwards. When I arrived at the hotel, I looked at Ye Lan objectively: she was slightly fat, but not bloated, and she still had a youthful charm between her eyebrows. Compared with women of the same age, she undoubtedly had an advantage. But standing next to the handsome Zheye, she looks much older.

She is very nice to me, very kind, and looks like she loves her whole house. When we got home, Zheye asked me: What do you think of Aunt Ye? I said: You all plan to get married, of course I have agreed. I kept my eyes open until the early hours of the morning before falling asleep. I got sick when I got back to school. I had a fever and refused to leave class. I felt light-headed and finally collapsed in the classroom. When I woke up, I was lying in the hospital with a sling bottle attached. Zheye sat next to him and read a book.

I smiled tiredly: Where am I? Zheye came to touch my head nervously: I finally woke up, the viral cold turned into pneumonia. You kid, you're always careless. I laughed: If you get sick, what can you do to be careful?

In addition to going to work, Zheye is also in the hospital. Whenever he wakes up from a slumber, he immediately searches for his person. He must see him immediately to feel at ease. I heard him talking to Ye Lan on the phone: Yaoyao is sick and I won't be free these days. I'll contact you when she gets better. I smiled miserably, if I could let him stand by me every day if I was sick, then I might as well not be sick for a long time. I stayed in the hospital for a week before going home. Zheye set up a sofa at the door of my room and lay on it at night. He was afraid of getting up to visit me if I made the slightest movement. When I was younger, my little bed was placed in Zheye's room. I had to go to the bathroom in the middle of the night, so I fumbled around by myself, but Zheye always heard me quickly and turned on the light for me, saying : Yaoyao, be careful. It wasn't until I was in elementary school that I slept by myself.

Ye Lan bought a large bunch of flowers and fruits to visit me. I thanked her politely. The food she cooked was delicious, but I couldn't eat it. I went back to my room early and lay down. I'm dreaming. I dreamed that Zheye and Ye Lan finally got married. They were both very young, and Ye Lan looked very beautiful in her white gauze, while I, the older one, actually played the role of a flower girl. Zheye smiled happily, but just didn't look back at me. I could clearly smell the fragrance of lilies coming from the bride's bouquet... I sat up suddenly and woke up. After a while, he lay back down again and closed his eyes in despair. In the darkness, I heard Zheye approaching, and then the small bedside lamp was turned on. He sighed: What did you dream about? Crying so hard. I pretended to be asleep, but in front of my eyes it was like a leaky faucet, flowing from the corners of my eyes to my ears. Zheye's warm fingers scratched those tears again and again, but they couldn't stop.

This illness lasted for more than ten days. When we recovered, Zheye and I both lost a lot of weight. He said: It's better to go home and live there. There are so many people in the same dormitory at school and the air is not good. He picks me up on his motorcycle every day. She pressed her face against his back, feeling happy and sad all the time. Ye Lan never came to our house again. After a long, long period of time, I was convinced that Ye Lan was in the "past tense" just like the female teacher. I graduated successfully and found a job. I lived happily and peacefully, with no distractions, just me and Zheye. Since I can't say anything, it's okay to maintain the status quo. But God refuses to give me such long-term happiness. Zheye fainted at the construction site. The doctor diagnosed him with advanced liver cancer. I was in terrible pain, but I still knew how to calmly ask the doctor: How many days do I have left? The doctor said: One year, maybe a little longer.

I took Zheye home. He was not bedridden. I went to work during the day and hired a part-time worker to take care of him. I took care of him myself at noon and night.

Zheye smiled and said: Look, it’s all dragging me down. I was supposed to be going out on a date with my boyfriend.

I laughed too: Boyfriend? That’s not “just waiting for nothing”. After dinner every day, Zheye and I go out for a walk. I held his arm. Despite being thinner than before, he was still tall and handsome. In the eyes of outsiders, this is not a picture of a family relationship. Only I can see the cruel reality under the beautiful appearance. I am soberly sad, and I can clearly see that the last days of Zheye and I are disappearing rapidly day by day.

Zheye lived peacefully as usual, reading books and designing drawings. The hourly worker said that he spent most of his time in the study every day. I like the study more and more. After meals, I always make two cups of tea, sit opposite Zheye, play a game of chess and poker, and then help Zheye organize his information. He stipulated that there was a pile of things that I was not allowed to touch. I was curious and finally took a look one day when he was not around.

Those are several large diaries.

"Yaoyao has two front teeth. I went to pick her up after get off work. She staggered and rushed towards me to hold her."

"On Yaoyao's 10th birthday, she made a wish for Uncle Zheye. Forever young. I am so happy, Xiaoyaoyao, she is really the solution to my lonely life."

"I was surprised when I sent Yaoyao off to register at the university today. She took the lead in everything. She has grown into a beautiful girl, and I am getting old. I hope her life will not be as lonely as mine."

"Qiu Fei told me about Ye Lan's current situation, but the meeting was not as exciting as I imagined. Yearning. She has aged a lot, although her youthful elegance has not changed. She still has a fondness for me."

"Yaoyao Pneumonia kept calling my name when she woke up. But she only shed tears for me. I was shocked. I didn’t expect that marrying Ye Lan would have such a big impact on her.”

“After sending Yaoyao back to school, she felt a chill on her back. She took off her clothes and checked. I just realized it was so wet."

"The doctor announced that I have one year left to live, but Yaoyao is a big deal to me. After death, how to let her live a healthy and happy life is my first consideration."

...

I held the diary and burst into tears. It turns out he knows, it turns out he knows. After a few days, the stack of notebooks disappeared. I know Zheye has already dealt with it. He didn't want me to know that he knew what was on my mind, but he didn't know that I already knew it.

Zheye left in the spring of the second year. Before he died, he held my hand and said: I originally wanted to hand you over to a good boy, but I watched him put on the ring for you before leaving. Unfortunately, it was too late.

I smile. He forgot about my ring, which he bought for me when I was 20 years old.

There is a letter from him in the desk drawer. It contains a few short sentences: Yaoyao, I’m gone. You can miss me, but don’t think about me all the time. It’s right for you to live peacefully and peacefully. My greatest comfort. uncle.

I didn’t cry my head off. When I woke up in the middle of the night, I seemed to still hear him saying: Yaoyao, be careful.

When I was sorting out the sundries in the study room, I found a dusty clay pot in the corner of the cabinet. It was very simple and elegant. I took it out, washed it, and was stunned. There was no decoration on it. There are only four sentences:

You were born before I was born,

I was born before you were old.

I hate you at the same time,

Being good to you every day.

At this moment, my tears began to flow down unbridled