"We graduated!"

The moment she borrowed the graduation certificate from the dean, and felt the small book that was not thick but heavy, Ji Xiaoxue's nose was sour, and she almost burst into tears.

But looking at the crowd under the stage, she had no choice but to hold back her tears again.

She couldn't tell what she was feeling or why she wanted to cry, but she couldn't control her tears.

.

As soon as she sat back in the seat with her diploma, she heard the teacher above say with a strong smile:

"Next, let us applaud. This year's outstanding graduate of the Department of Finance and member of the National Dance Team, Shang Qinghui, came to the stage to tell us a few words about graduation!"

Ji Xiaoxue put her diploma and other things on her lap, freeing her hands to applaud with everyone.

She turned her head to look for Shang Qingfen.

on stage.

"She is Shang Qingfen."

"Amazing."

"It looks cute."

"What's cute, it's all superficial... People are actually quite bad."

There were people whispering around, Ji Xiaoxue didn't look sideways, just stared at the man on stage.

I saw her holding the microphone, but she didn't take the manuscript. She briefly introduced herself and started talking.

Beautiful, as if she was talking about wherever she thought of it, just like chatting at home, but let the people around her unconsciously quiet down, listening to her tell some of her experiences and insights into life .

"...After graduation, we will definitely face many choices, and we will be overwhelmed and have no direction. What I want to say is that life is only a few decades, we might as well be bold and bold .

Maybe we are braver and more powerful than we think…”

Listening and listening, Ji Xiaoxue unconsciously looked at Shang Qingfen on the stage and walked away.

It seems that the memory has been tampered with, and some things have been remembered.

She suddenly remembered the first time she saw Shang Qingfen.

It was a hot summer, she met a gentle and watery person, and also met an arrogant, domineering, confident and flamboyant Shang Qingfen.

That was the first time she came to this city, and it was also at that time that she met Bian Yingning.

It's just that she didn't expect that at that moment, two people who were related to this city and this school but had very different personalities would eventually be together.

She is in the same class as Shang Qingfen, not to mention contact, she always has more time to see her.

The stars hold the moon, and it is said that she is a person like her.

Who wouldn't be envious.

She doesn't deny it either.

I used to secretly stare at her in a corner that I thought was hidden.

She has everything she has never dared to imagine, a superior family background, a smart head, a perfect face...and her character.

It is self-confidence that you cannot do.

She admits she has low self-esteem.

She is just a dim little star, crowded among the many stars, envy the light of the moon with everyone.

Moon once told her "if you can't change your background, you can change yourself" when she was carrying all kinds of thoughts.

Many people said that Shang Qingfen was bad, but later she understood that that kind of badness was the conclusion that they couldn't accept her light.

Envy to the extreme, maybe just jealous.

She sees things too clearly, and when she talks about people, she talks too deeply.

Ji Xiaoxue thinks, it is right that Senior Bian Yingning likes her.

She took a deep breath and graduated, and it will be another unknown scene after that.

She knew that her journey was not easy, but when she looked back, she found that she had forgotten a lot of hardships, and her eyes were more on the future.

I and they were never the same.

Sudden applause recalled Ji Xiaoxue's thoughts.

She raised her head, Shang Qinghui finished speaking on stage and walked down.

She heard the teacher say again: "Thank you Shang for your wonderful speech. Next, let's ask Ji Xiaoxue, who has received an offer from DBD Trust and Investment Company, to share her successful experience with us!"

Successful experience? Where to say success.

Her life has just begun.

The moment Ji Xiaoxue got up and walked onto the stage with her palm in her hand, she went through the manuscript again in her heart, thinking that she hoped that when she spoke, she could also have the calmness of Shang Qingfen .

Shang Qingfen just came down, and when the two passed by, she heard the other say: "It's amazing."

The string that had been breaking in my heart all of a sudden loosened.

"Thank you." Ji Xiaoxue said in her heart.

…

Maybe she always knew what she was doing secretly, but she didn't want to know.

Just kidding yourself.

At the end of the graduation ceremony, everyone gathered together to take pictures.

Ji Xiaoxue walked out of the auditorium holding the certificate.

Under the tree not far away, her mother and her younger brother who was already taller than her stood there, waiting for her.

She walked over with a smile, raised her hand on tiptoe and touched her brother's head: "Wait for a long time, do we want to eat something first?"

My brother suddenly took out a bunch of sunflowers from behind and handed it to her arms: "Sister, happy graduation."

Sunflowers are full of vitality and their golden colors are full of life force.

Ji Xiaoxue was stunned, and the tears she had held back for a long time could no longer be held back.

"...You guys, you guys actually buy flowers."

Ji Xiaoxue hurriedly wiped her tears and took it, holding it in her arms like a baby.

Successful bone marrow transplant, my brother who just finished the high school entrance examination after a year of leave scratched his head, took out another box, and the mother next to her handed her the gift bag in her hand.

"Actually, we didn't buy this flower, that's our graduation gift for you."

My brother gave her a watch, and my mother bought her a lipstick.

"This flower was given to me by a sister when we came in just now. She said it was for graduates."

"Hey, that's that sister."

Ji Xiaoxue looked in the direction they pointed.

By the car, who is waiting.

She recognized that it was Shang Qingfen's car.

The long, supple hair is **** behind her head, and the pearl earrings on her ears are so gentle, but her face is slightly cold.

Ji Xiaoxue's eyes fell on her unconsciously.

A noble and somewhat unsmiling sister.

This label slowly appeared in Ji Xiaoxue's heart.

She was also looking at herself, her pale pupils were like amber, which made her look at her unconsciously.

The woman spoke softly, her voice clear and cool, reminding Ji Xiaoxue of the mountain stream where the snow and ice melted when everything recovered.

"Hello, may I ask, do you know how to get to the third classroom?"

Ji Xiaoxue looked at her stupidly.

Afterwards, it was her brother who touched her shoulder before Ji Xiaoxue came back to her senses: "Ah? What?"

"How do I get to the third classroom?"

The woman repeated it with a good temper.

"Oh, the third-level classroom... Go straight this way and you will see..."

Until the woman left with a black and silver umbrella, Ji Xiaoxue was still staring at her back.

Her skirt just reached her calf, and the silver high heels on her feet made her ankles thin and delicate.

A very temperamental sister.

Ji Xiaoxue silently added one.

When she went to the company to report later, she followed a sister from the personnel department and was taken to an office.

Pushing the door and entering, the person sitting behind the desk raised his head, and the pale pupils behind the gold-rimmed glasses looked over like a calm deep pool of water, but rolled up in her heart a storm.

The person from the personnel department said to her: "Minister Wen, this is the new Xiaoxue, please take me with you in the future."

Ji Xiaoxue was so nervous that her body was trembling, she clasped her hands in front of her crampedly, bowed 90 degrees, and said loudly, "Hello, Minister Wen! My name is Ji Xiaoxue, Please advise in the future!"

When she straightened up, she saw that the man was holding the coffee on the table, and the other hand with slender and white knuckles slightly supported the rim of the cup.

She took a sip and whispered, "Hello."

This is the beginning of the story.

Five years later, Ji Xiaoxue solemnly sent a bank card and a thank you, then threw herself back into the arms of the person who was sitting on the sofa reading a pure foreign language financial book, crying and saying: " I'm poor again."

This is the end of the story.

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Ji Xiaoxue never knew that her life started at a certain moment before she went to another road full of flowers.