But in reality, nothing happened.
Bai Xiaoqing fell asleep, Bai Xiaoling left his room and went back upstairs to start packing.
She went abroad again, and this time stayed longer.
After Bai Xiaoqing knew about it, he didn't say much.
He no longer needs to go through cumbersome procedures to go abroad.
But for so many years, Bai Xiaoqing never came to visit her abroad, and only communicated with her through text messages.
The man would only call Bai Xiaoqing when she was drunk. They didn't talk much and could only hear each other's breathing. He would hang up in less than a moment.
And so several years passed.
Every year Bai Xiaoling thought about such days and felt that it would be better to die early, but she survived every year.
There are no natural disasters or man-made disasters, and suicide requires too much courage. As a coward, even death is a luxury.
It's the New Year again.
Bai Xiaoling still has not returned to China.
Bai Xiaoqing hasn't sent her any messages recently.
His mother passed away last month. Since then, Bai Xiaoqing has been in a bad mood and has sent messages to her much less frequently.
The weather is very good today. Bai Xiaoling specially changed into a new coat that Bai Xiaoqing had mailed to her from China, and went to a nearby park, sitting on a bench to bask in the sun.
This park is a medium-sized tourist attraction. There are many beautiful sculptures and pigeons in the square. Many foreign tourists come here specifically to check in. People come and go, and you can occasionally hear familiar languages.
"Oh my god, this pigeon is so fat, it will be delicious if I catch it and make soup with it."
"Little boy, pigeons are very vindictive. If they hear you say that, they might even shit on you."
"Isn't this a foreign pigeon? How can it understand what I'm saying?"
"Damn, it really happened!"
Not far away, there were two Chinese people chatting, two women. Bai Xiaoling couldn't help laughing at their conversation.
The tall woman who had just threatened to catch pigeons and make soup had a large pile of pigeon poop on her clothes. She was now wiping it with a tissue in frustration, but it took her a long time to wipe it off.
"Don't you have wet wipes?"
"It's all gone..."
It’s in Bai Xiaoling’s bag.
For the sake of her fellow townsman, she stood up from the bench, walked towards the two people, took out the wet wipes from her bag and handed them: "Use this."
The two were visibly startled when they suddenly heard their native language.
The other older woman came to her senses first and said "thank you" to Bai Xiaoling. Then she took the wet wipe from her hand and lowered her head to help her companion wipe the stain carefully.
Bai Xiaoling originally thought that they were friends, but when they got closer, she noticed something strange.
She has been dealing with people in the art circle for many years and is very accepting of this type of people. She does not feel disgusted by them and even has a hint of envy.
If Bai Xiaoqing was also a woman, wouldn't they have to worry so much?
Bai Xiaoling and the tall woman were about the same age, and the three of them had a pleasant conversation. After learning that the woman was a professional model, Bai Xiaoling exchanged contact information with her and jokingly suggested that she be a model for her paintings when she returned to China.
Before leaving, the two of them wished her a happy New Year and that all her wishes would come true.
Bai Xiaoling thought, it would be great if this were really possible.
Just based on the bad luck of these two people being favored by pigeons when they came to the square, they also wished her well.
After that, she sat in the square for a while, and suddenly received a message from Bai Xiaoqing.
Bai Xiaoqing asked her as usual where she was and whether she had eaten well.
Bai Xiaoling took a photo of him feeding pigeons in the square.
Bai Xiaoqing said that the weather was good today. She usually stayed in the studio without sunlight, which was bad for her health. Today she could stay outside for a while to bask in the sun.
Bai Xiaoling originally wanted to leave, but when she saw Bai Xiaoqing's message, she sat back on the bench.
The sunshine today is particularly generous, and the warm and gentle sunlight pours down unobstructed.
Bai Xiaoling was immersed in this comfortable warmth, and her eyelids became heavy unconsciously.
When she was drowsy, she heard a familiar voice and thought she was dreaming.
In the dream, Bai Xiaoqing came to find her, still looking serious, with a smile in his eyes, looking at her intently.
"Xiaoling, wake up."
Bai Xiaoling opened her eyes hazily and was caught off guard by those familiar amber eyes.
Bai Xiaoqing frowned and lectured her as usual: "You're so grown up and still so unguarded. Sleeping like this alone outside is not safe at all!"
It had been so long since she last saw Bai Xiaoqing that Bai Xiaoling didn't even react. She was stunned for a long time before she came to her senses and asked him in shock, "Why are you here?"
"How did you get here?" Bai Xiaoqing was startled by her question and replied, "I came here by plane."
As soon as he finished speaking, Bai Xiaoqing laughed embarrassedly.
He has always been terrible at telling jokes.
"Have you eaten yet?" Bai Xiaoqing reached out and smoothed the curly hair that had fallen from her forehead, and asked her, "Brother will take you to eat."
Bai Xiaoling was still immersed in a dreamlike trance. Seeing the smile between Bai Xiaoqing's eyebrows, she suddenly smiled as well: "Okay."
In the new year, may all your wishes come true.
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