I once met such a girl.

I once met an ordinary girl on the side of the road. It was a hot summer. She wore a white floral skirt with a refreshing ponytail and no bangs. She stood at the bus stop and looked anxiously into the distance. To tell the truth, she is not good-looking, but she has a unique temperament that makes people want to see more. The bus will come soon. She got on the bus with a coin in her hand, and I followed.

After getting on the bus, she chose the second row seat by the window on the right. She kept looking out of the window with a faint sadness on her face. Her eyebrows are thin and light, her lips are thin, her skin is fair and her facial features are delicate, but she is so thin that she may feel blown away when walking on the road.

She looked out of the window, and the evening sunset hit her cheek. I sincerely sigh that if she were not so thin, she would be a complete beauty. Just as I was looking at her, an elderly grandmother got on the bus. She quickly got up and offered her seat to grandma. Grandma kept saying thank you. She smiled faintly and still looked out of the window. After getting off the bus, I walked behind her. It's already dark. We walked in tandem under the illumination of street lamps. She took a mobile phone to shoot flowers on the roadside, kicked pebbles at her feet, took out headphones and stuffed them in her ears, turning a deaf ear to the traffic all over the world.

I really want to have a word with her.

Although I don't know her name.

Later, I became good friends with her, especially in a fast food restaurant. She is drinking a bowl of porridge and stirring it gently with a spoon. I'm a little distracted. I was glad to see her again, so I sat at the table behind her. Her back is a bit gloomy, because she is too thin, so her shoulders are very narrow. She is wearing a white short sleeve and a pair of blue jeans, and now she is still wearing a pair of no. When she paid the bill, she found her wallet stolen, but she didn't panic at all. Instead, she calmly said to her boss, excuse me, can you lend me your mobile phone because my wallet was stolen?

At this time, I went over and helped her solve the problem.

She has a very common name, Su Yu. Especially plain elements.

When she spoke, she showed her neat teeth. She has dimples when she smiles, but she seldom laughs.

She told me that she liked painting, but her foster mother wouldn't let her learn, saying that learning would cost money. She said that she missed her birth mother and her hometown.

Sue lobbied a lot. She was so emotional that she almost cried halfway. Then she sobbed a few times and went on.

Maybe it's because we haven't told anyone for a long time. We didn't go home until dark, that is, that day, which also made me know more about Su Yu. Since then, Su You and I have made an appointment to go to the park to chat with me every day. Sometimes we feed pigeons together, and sometimes we eat ice cream together. Although I don't talk sometimes, I won't feel embarrassed.

There is a tacit understanding called caring for each other without words.

Yusu came to see me at Christmas. She looks a completely different person. She is wearing a long black trench coat, a pair of yellow boots, her hair is covered, and she wears a pair of skull earrings on her ears. When she was sitting next to me, I was just about to ask her what was wrong when she suddenly lit a cigarette and started smoking. I was surprised for a long time from ear to ear.

She turned her head and looked at me with the most serious expression in her life. She said, Lolo, I really hate this world.

I nodded half-understandingly, feeling a little sad. I really sighed. What kind of girl is this?

That night, we were sitting on a park bench, and she was lying on my lap. I smell the fragrance in her hair. We talked a lot and there were always couples coming and going. There is also a little girl selling roses. When Su You bought one and sniffed it under her nose, she suddenly laughed. She said it was her favorite flower.

I don't know what to say to comfort her, so I have to sing to her. I sang a flower porridge song "We have been looking for it". I think the lyrics are very suitable for Su You. Girl, they don't understand you. You always walk alone in the wind. Bird, where do you sleep when you are tired of flying? We are always looking for someone to hug.

Su You soon fell asleep. I picked her up and stopped a taxi to my house. When I carried her to bed, I saw all the scars under her sleeves. Winding like a snake, shocking.

Since this day, I have never seen Su You again. As the Spring Festival approaches, I heard that Su You died in a car accident. I was so scared that I ran back to my room and hid under the quilt. I can't believe it. I can't believe this terrible fact. I feel sorry for Su You, but I can't cry.

I don't think Su You is an ordinary woman. She must be a string of agate in the Buddha's hand. She sneaked down to earth while the Buddha was sleeping, and called back when the Buddha woke up.

I began to recall the bits and pieces with her and what she said to me.

On Valentine's Day, I logged into my mailbox and found an email that I hadn't checked for a long time. When I opened it, tears still flowed down. I really miss Su Yu.

The email said: giggle, you are the first person who will listen to my story and the last one. I am grateful to meet you and chat with you in my lifetime. This is the greatest honor for me 18 years. You know, I don't care about anything else. I am a child without parents. When I was in an orphanage, perhaps many of my peers had been very happy to receive their pocket money. I have been an unfortunate person since I was a child.

In the third grade, I fell in love with a boy in the class next door to my school. My foster mother found my letter to him. She tore it up in front of me and called me a liability.

I look for my biological parents every day. I really want to ask them what happened to me and why they threw me away.

Now I know that the school has a physical examination. It turns out that I have a congenital heart disease.

Lolo, I really hate this dirty world.

After reading this email, tears flowed all over the keyboard. It's the first time for me to cry for such a woman.

I sympathize with her, her stubbornness, her stupidity and her unfair experience.

Su You, as the name implies, is particularly simple and simple, a mysterious and distressing woman.

When I was in Tomb-Sweeping Day, I went to see her and brought eleven roses. The photo of her on the tombstone has turned yellow, and there is a faint sadness between her eyebrows and eyes, just like when I first saw her.

I said to her, Su You, you are a good girl. I said, Su You, don't be so silly in the next life. I said, Su You, if there is an afterlife, we will be good sisters.

It is such a girl, forever engraved in my heart.

Su You, the world owes you gentleness and kindness, and I will repay you in the next life.