My life

30 years old, I look back, see their footprints through crooked, decided to emigrate to Canada.

It was 2001, just Guowanchunjie, the whole family in Shanghai's Pudong airport to see me off.

I pretended to turn away chic, the road ahead, no longer have relatives sincere smile and warm embrace, but there is no turning back I can go.

Think of high school graduation, I refused to invite Lily to go abroad like that firm, could not help but to laugh. The thing most people can not withstand the test of years.

Lily and I were childhood sweethearts, Liangxiaowucai grow up. She was a few months older than me, petite, smart, and I, the standard figure, chiseled, not ugly stupid.

Entrance, she let me the TOEFL test, with her to the United States university. I know the U.S. well, like paradise, but the thought of leaving their parents, support from the ears to listen to another language, it is firmly rejected.

In her usual exit procedures, her mother, could not personally go and my mom talk. I am just in the bathroom that day, is preparing to come out, heard my name on Gezhao Men overheard the conversation between them.

"Our family and your home Kobayashi Lily grew up, all inseparable, and I want them to go after a married United States, you see, all right?"

At that time my mother was washing dishes, I only heard the rushing sound of water taps, it is estimated that she was scared to give this proposal. Although he is his good-for-nothing son be next door to a career in foreign eyes and secretly from the joy, but the thought of the Far-flung corners of the earth, she can not bear, it quickly said:

"No, my home Kobayashi capable Shaa? Can only give you trouble her daughter home."

Lily's mother a bit shocked, then said:

"Yes, Kobayashi does not very capable, but Lily was dead set on our family well, so reliable man, hey, you do not hold anything against our family Lily, right?"

"Of course not, and I was afraid Kobayashi ...." Mom paused, lowered his voice said: "I can not feed themselves, but also on Lily possessor, hey, this child, childhood is a pain on my heart. "

Rest of the conversation, I never listen to, and sour nose. I know my classmates look down on me, did not think, even my mother, so evaluation of me. That day, I stared at the mirror in the bathroom goes quite the sex appeal of his face for a long time, is not satisfied from the initial to the final disappointment and sigh.

Yes, I really useless, which attributed to my parents for my over-indulgent. I was born is a joy in the accident, that year, they 43 years old, my brother 18, sister 16 years old.

I appeared to be very naive in the same age, is definitely not the kind of good time, in other words, like tender chicken Zou like, no one can bully me, and I, born without a backbone, the boys encounter more despotic and overbearing, I can even personality are not.

I have no friends except next to Lily. Looking back at childhood, shocking, as if that alone wandering in the classroom corridor between the melancholy figure is still in front.

My brother, brother, and as a soldier, a real man to show me a man of style, and guided me step by step to become a real man, and I consistently let him down.Has always been a good luck girl, I met a man has always been bad luck, good luck girls in the dance field distracted, kissed him. Luck on the transfer to him.

 Men began a meteoric rise and luck come to outrageous proportions.

 Girl from heaven down to hell.

 Then go grab a girl looking for hard luck people. With great difficulty to find. But, but because he fell in love, so do not want to return to luck.

 Story is very simple, easy to clear. Like a child's soap bubble. To see people faint. I just think that if look into teens, it should be is with the director, in which the protagonist happy when happy, the sad times sad for the protagonist. But now, I am not happy, nor sad. Just looked at a couple, because love is very simple to choose the matter of luck.

 Sometimes complex film, but not too complicated people. Sometimes it is too simple, so simple, then filled with melancholy admiration. Good luck not to love, willing to make a bad guy on the door. Really makes people melancholy, Shangna Zhao such love? Perhaps only elsewhere. Not in here. A 25-year-old who no longer believe in the light comedy movie, no longer believe that life would be simpler than life itself. However, I chose to bless them.New Year's Eve fireworks brilliant the whole sky, not your phone come some time. You say you have your own reasons, I do not want to hear the. Faith no more, together with those thoughts and cares are missing. People are smart, by an injury that will place yourself in the long wisdom of the heart is fragile, the feeling of pain that only you know best. I do not need your explanation, Yang Qi is like water ripples, had a gust of wind as it sadly disappeared, such as high slope Lanzhi Yanxi, has long been Huangyanmancao cover, so you, I do not want to face on ... ...

 Second entrance, I play well, only on the province's a heavy. I have no complaints, after all, I tried, that drag me forward some of the factors did not change. You have already out of my memory, but I think at this time how valuable the harvest of a wait. But disappointment is stationed in the heart of the caterpillars, which always Kenshi pain over the place, reminded me of past wounds ... I do not think you would take to explain and reason came to me, you say you have done just to let me focus on their direction, the way you say maybe you are wrong but you are really good for me, you said you and she has nothing now between us just pray a hope. I would not be so blindly believe you, I need time, it is necessary.

 Times have been good, it will help us make a choice. Your reasons so fragile, completely untenable. The story between you, I do not have to know. I know that you have been lying. You do not cut off and her friendship, nor shown so you do not care. I do not know what you're deliberately trying to cover up, just want to tell you: Take pity in front early as possible, late, happiness will be discounted. As for us, meaningful vows, give up the attachment, everything is the eternal illusion of yesterday, quiet tears, no trace of the past ... ...