Pearl was bald when I saw her last month. I pursed my lips and said nothing. I never understood a girl with personality like Pearl. It's been four years, but I haven't been able to get a room with her once.
? Pearl is called Pearl because she was born in a freshwater lake where pearls are produced, but every time I see her, I feel that her round breasts are as full as pearls. Sometimes I think this name is appropriate myself. When Pearl came to school, she looked everywhere, but she couldn't find the dormitory. I really don't want to receive him. Every year, seniors are looking for beautiful school girls, but no one wants to carry luggage for a rustic girl like Pearl. However, Pearl has come up to me and asked the location of the dormitory. People on both sides are coaxing me to send pearls to the dormitory. I knew the schadenfreude they said about me, so I had to send Pearl to the dormitory. Pearl speaks bad dialect Mandarin all the way. People come and go, as if everyone is laughing at me walking with such a girl. I just want to end this shameful road quickly. Pearl is packing in the dormitory, and soon I will think of an excuse to pick up other students and leave. Pearl stopped me and shyly thrust a strange thing into my hand. When I opened it, it smelled so bad that I almost fainted.
? I went to chat with some roommates, and someone spoke. I looked up and saw a girl. She looked at me with a smile. I always feel that I have seen this girl, but I can't remember her. That day, the setting sun shone obliquely, and the warm sunshine hit the girl's skin obliquely, and even the fluff on her face could be seen. At that moment, I stared at the girl blankly. After returning to the dormitory, I couldn't sleep for a long time, smelling the taste of my roommate eating salted duck eggs, and suddenly remembered the moment when a girl threw me a smelly bag. Later, I heard that her name was Pearl, Pearl. Pearl later introduced herself like this.
? I'm with Pearl. Later, when I was outnumbered in a fight, she suddenly rushed out and slapped my enemy on the head with a brick. Later, when she was recorded and almost fired, she said she didn't know me. To thank Pearl for her loyalty, I invited her to eat a bowl of beef noodles in the back street of the school. I was surprised to find that a few small freckles on Pearl's face were very interesting. When she was eating that bowl of noodles, six men gave her a look, and one even dared to ask her phone number. Pearl didn't speak, looked at me and told him that she had a boyfriend. I looked at the pearl stupefied and found that it had grown well, not like that at that time. Pearl asked me why I didn't ask her phone number. I said, the hero doesn't ask the source, although the hero is you. Pearl coldly wrote this number on my palm with a pen. Later, the palm of your hand was spread out, and it was already wet with sweat. The third number was not clear. I tried one by one until the other end of the phone rang. Is that you? I know I found the right one, but I hung up in a panic. Pearl later said that she was sad because she thought I didn't like her. I always see Pearl walking alone in the cold wind of December. She always likes to wrap herself in her hands. I turned Pearl into my girlfriend with a scarf. Pearl is really a simple girl.
? I broke up with Pearl because I was very close to Ban Hua. Pearl saw me eating beef noodles with Ban Hua, so she silently stopped contacting me and I stopped asking questions. Near graduation, Pearl suddenly found me and asked me if I would like to sleep with her. I feel my heart beating fast and my organs erect. We found a small hotel, the environment was very bad, and it smelled of mildew everywhere. Pearl took off her clothes and her chest bulged. Pearls let me rub them with my hands, and I can't help touching her milky skin. Pearl hugged me and wanted me to take the next step. I suddenly stood up and rushed to the door. Leave the inn and regret it all the way. But I don't want pearls to be possessed by me, and I don't have the ability to make pearls live a good life.
? On the centennial anniversary, I entered the school as a well-known boss and became an excellent graduate, so I went back to school to make up the number. During the activity, the teacher of the Academic Affairs Office patted me on the shoulder and had a drink with me. The teacher is retiring, and when she talked about my fight with Pearl, she was all smiles. I cater to it, my eyes are a little sour, and I miss Miss Pearl a little. The president of the first student union listened to the teacher talking about pearls and asked if it was the girl with a few freckles. She said that Pearl dropped out of school before finishing her studies, which made her face full of regrets. I asked Pearl's roommate her current address. I found Pearl in a cafe. I looked at Pearl from a distance. She is still the same, with a few freckles scattered on her face, but it should not be Pearl who fought with me in those years.
? In the winter of 20 12, I broke up with my fourth girlfriend. I am insensitive. She said she loved me, but she slept with my friend. Who cares? I haven't been out for a month. I packed myself, opened the dusty curtains, glanced at the snow-covered earth, put on the scarf from my fourth girlfriend, and slowly walked out of the community. I went to the supermarket to get some necessities, accidentally knocked over the beef-flavored instant noodles, bent down to pick them up, only to see a pair of too familiar hands, but skinny. When Pearl saw me, she let out a timid cry, Long time no see. It's been a long time, Pearl girl. Drinking hot coffee and slowly examining the pearl, she is really aging too fast, and she is no longer the original thick hair, although wearing a hat can not cover up a few sparse signs of hair loss. Loose sweaters and down jackets can't see her round breasts clearly. The ring on her finger is pitifully small. Pearl seems to have found a home, and her heart is a little sour. If Pearl were with me, Pearl would be better off than she is now. Pearl was silent, afraid to look up at me. I asked her how she was, and she nodded and said she was fine. She looked at the time, got up and said she was going home. There were snowflakes floating outside the window, and it was not until she walked into the snow that I remembered to rush out and give her my coat. Pearl refused my coat, and I watched her thin figure go further and further in the snow, and watched her get smaller and disappear. I stood in the snow and yawned. I can't help but hate cold weather, which is inhuman and cold-blooded. Like a pearl, she never misses the past, always responds to me faintly and never remembers me. Pearls, like snowflakes falling every year, float on the shoulders and disappear after a short stay. I'm used to meeting pearls. It's a common thing, and we're getting old. It's time to obey the arrangement of life. Some people come and some people go, just like pearls, as if they have come and never come.
? I saw pearls last month, and I took the initiative. I'm going to marry my fifth girlfriend. Out of some kind of abnormal psychology that made the first love feel that she didn't regret being with me, and also out of the illusion that the president of the student union told me that Pearl had dropped out of school because of rape, but I didn't protect her well. I want to comfort her and wish her happiness. When I was no longer young, I began to miss these people and things in the past. Pearl was bald when she came. For a moment, I was surprised. I'm afraid of Pearl's illness and her emotional frustration. Pearl seems to be getting younger and younger, dressed briskly and smiling, but she still seems to be getting old relentlessly. Compared with pearls, the collagen on the face of the fifth girlfriend, I'm afraid we all have to accept the old age. Pearl's chest seems to have shrunk, not as full and round as before, as flat as an airport. Pearl is talking about her present life with great interest. It seems that she had a good time. I'm just not happy that she doesn't talk about me and her past or the beef noodles we ate. Pearl said that she should look forward to the future, not look back on the past.
? "Boss, here we are."
? When I heard the driver calling me, I suddenly came to my senses. Pulling clothes into the funeral venue, I silently said, Pearl, I'm coming to see you.
The girl I love has long gone.
? The girl I love, she has gone far. -Rogue