"The president seems to want to talk to me about something. I'll be back soon." Rosalie stood up. "Shall I go with you?" "It's okay, it's okay. I'm not seriously injured." Rosalie walked out of the classroom with some difficulty, using her crutches. Ruan Qiaoqiao looked at her departing back, seeming to want to say something but stopping herself. She always had a bad feeling in her heart. …… After a while, Rosalie came back. Her face was calm, and no one could tell her emotions.
Ruan Qiaoqiao asked nervously. "Big sister, what did she say to you?" "Nothing, just some track club stuff. Why are you so nervous?" Rosalie said with a smile. Ruan Qiaoqiao wanted to say something, but the bell rang, so she had to sit down and stop talking. At the podium, the English teacher was talking incessantly, but Rosalie in the audience had no intention of listening. The words of the president of the track and field club kept echoing in her mind. The president came to persuade her to quit the club because he received a call from her mother. Apparently, her mother used her phone to call more than just her class teacher last night. Rosalie didn't know what her mother said to the president, but judging from the frightened look on his face, it was obvious that his words were very serious. I can no longer join clubs or participate in competitions... Rosalie's mind was wandering, and she looked out the window with her chin on one hand. There was a howling wind and dark clouds outside the window, but there were still classes having physical education classes on the playground. In the empty playground, some people are playing basketball and some are running. They laughed and sweated their youth. Rosalie just stared at them in a daze. So good~ A crystal teardrop slid down her cheek without her knowing when. One drop, two drops, and gradually turned into crystal tears. "Big sister~"
Ruan Qiaoqiao tugged at Rosalie's sleeve worriedly, but the latter did not respond. "big sister." Ruan Qiaoqiao called out again in a low voice, but still no response. She worriedly collected the money and gathered the money for the group: ba~5※＊⑺&＄㈥↑←陆:∮⑶♂■⑷…After four or two seconds, she finally saw Rosalie's current appearance. Crystal clear tears slid down the blonde girl's cheeks, gathered together at her white chin, and then slowly fell down. "!" Ruan Qiaoqiao was startled and quickly pulled her sleeve with more force. "Big sister, big sister!" "Hmm? Hmm, what, what's wrong?" She still smiled as usual. "What's wrong with you? Why are you crying?" "Crying? Hey, did I cry?" She reached out her hand to touch her cheek in surprise, only to find tears. "I'm sorry to scare you. I'm fine, it's just, it's just..." She tried hard to control herself, but the tears still fell uncontrollably. Just then, the bell rang for the end of get out of class. The English teacher picked up the book and walked out of the classroom. Rosalie then stood up and ran out. "big sister!" 搜锁 Ruan Qiaoqiao shouted and hurriedly chased after him. Her shout immediately attracted a lot of people's attention. 0 After leaving the classroom, there was an elevator not far away. Rosalie pressed the elevator button and walked in. When Ruan Qiaoqiao chased after her, the elevator door was closing, and she quickly reached her hand in. 2 The elevator doors slowly opened to both sides, and Ruan Qiaoqiao slipped in. "Sister, what's wrong with you?" Rosalie lowered her head and turned away. She didn't want others to see her crying.
"It's already this late, why are you still pretending? Why do you always have to act so strong?" Ruan Qiaoqiao said nervously. "I do not have." Ruan Qiaoqiao had never heard Rosalie say such weak words. Ding Dong! Just then, the elevator arrived at the first floor. "Since you feel embarrassed and ashamed to say it in front of others, let's find a place where there are only two of us." "Wait……" Before Rosalie could finish her words, Ruan Qiaoqiao grabbed her and walked out. Rosalie's eyes widened in surprise. It always seemed weak in the past, but it is particularly strong today. Ruan Qiaoqiao took Rosalie to the corner under the stairs. She pushed Rosalie inside and stood outside. That way, even if someone passed by, they would only see her back and not Rosalie inside. "Okay, big sister, there are only two of us here now, just tell me what you want to say. I won't tell anyone." "me……" Rosalie leaned against the wall, her little face wet with tears. Her pitiful and weak appearance was completely opposite to her usual image of a heroic big sister. "Can't you really say it?" Ruan Qiaoqiao's expression became serious. "I..." Rosalie still hesitated to speak. "Big sister~" Ruan Qiaoqiao suddenly hugged Rosalie tightly. Rosalie looked at the little girl in her arms in surprise and was speechless for a moment. Ruan Qiaoqiao raised her head in Rosalie's arms. Rosalie's tearful face was reflected in her clear eyes. "Big sister, aren't we the closest people? Don't you want to believe me? If you have anything to say, you must say it, otherwise you will definitely get hurt." "..." The air was silent for a long time before Rosalie slowly spoke. She started by talking about the fight she had with her mother last night and how she was afraid it would be hard for her to stick to her dream, but gradually, her conversation went off topic.
Until the age of six, Rosalie's life was very happy. Her father was a wealthy businessman and her mother was a gentle and virtuous woman. She has lived in a villa with a small garden since she was a child. She is naughty and willful, but also cute and lovable. She was held in the palm of her parents' hands and doted on since she was born. Her home was always filled with laughter. But I don't know when all this started to change. At the dinner table, her parents always looked sad and they often quarreled. Once, the two even fought in front of her, throwing things at each other. At that time, Rosalie just cried beside her parents fighting. Her parents became more and more impatient with her. She gradually became obedient. At that time, she even naively thought that if she was more obedient, her parents would be in a good mood and stop quarreling - but that was not the case. My father came home less and less often, but some vicious-looking men often appeared outside his door. At first, these people just threatened and insulted them outside the door and asked them to pay back their debts. Later, they simply rushed in. Rosalie, who was still very timid at the time, accidentally fell out of the second-floor window while dodging. Rosalie would never forget the feeling and pain of the broken bones. When the doctor said that her foot might never heal, Rosalie felt a sense of unreality and everything seemed like a nightmare. Her mother often cried beside her bed. When her father came to see her, he and her mother had a fight in the ward. Rosalie saw them fighting in front of her again. Later, Rosalie heard that her father had jumped to his death. Her mother began to become confused and was unable to take care of her properly. My father's relatives and friends were so scared of borrowing money from her that they no longer had any contact with his family. My mother had already severed ties with her relatives in the cold northern country in order to marry my father. During that difficult time, it was a few of her mother's friends who came to take care of Rosalie. The aunts told Rosalie that the situation at her home was difficult and asked her to be good and not to make her mother angry, to be strong and to take injections and medicines obediently so that the illness would heal. Rosalie was obedient. She has been actively doing rehabilitation, taking medicine and cooperating with the doctor's examinations. The crying and noisy little girl soon transformed At that time, she saw a female track and field athlete on TV. That female athlete had a similar experience to hers, but she became a world champion. Watching the heroic figure holding the gold medal on TV, little Rosalie's eyes were full of admiration. I want to be that strong and powerful person, so that I can take good care of my mother and stop her from crying. At that time, this idea was rooted in her mind. Later, her foot really healed. Her mother was very happy, but it still couldn't heal the sadness in her heart. After being discharged from the hospital, it was more like six-year-old Eva taking care of her mother than a single mother taking care of a child. Eva's mental state was worse then than it is now.