First Love (2)

  That winter vacation, in order to get rid of the annoying Wei Xingyun, I put all my thoughts into how to get Xia Bing to take me out to play. He was only half-hearted about me, and after two days, he started to find me annoying again.

  "For Pete's sake, for Pete's sake!" Xia Bing yelled at me, who was tightly holding onto his arm, "How come you're always there like a shadow every time I go out? Let go, we can't bring you to where we're going today."

  "There's nowhere I can't take you with me, I'm going and I'm taking you too." I stubbornly looked at him.

  "Are we going to the bar? You're coming too?" Xia Bing lowered her voice, "Xia Miao Miao, I'm warning you, let go quickly."

  "It turned out to be going to a bar!" I took a look at my uncle's father in the living room and whispered, "It was me who warned you, Xia Bingbing, if you don't take me with you, I'll tell my uncle!"

  "Ah!" Xia Bing regretted it too late, "It's over, I'm as stupid as you."

  I smiled smugly, pretending I hadn't heard his sarcasm, and turned around to say: "Dad, Mom, I'm going out to play with my brother!"

  "Not staying at home with your grandparents, all you know is playing, Xiaomiao have you finished your homework?" my mom asked loudly.

  "I'm done, I'm done." I replied while holding onto Xia Bing with one hand to prevent him from running away, and using the other hand to struggle into my clothes.

  Xia Bing helplessly stretched out her hand to zip up my coat, buttoned the hat and wrapped the scarf tightly around me.

  "I whispered in protest, 'You're going to murder your own sister!'"

  "Hmph!" Xia Bing didn't have a good temper, "It's better to be killed, I'm telling you, go and honestly drink juice on the side, don't disturb me."

  "Mei Mei, keep a close eye on your brother and come back early, did you hear?"

  "Dad!" Xia Bing exclaimed, "I'm having a class reunion, why did you come back so early? Tell Xia Miao not to follow me."

  The old man glared at her with both eyes, and Xia Bing instinctively closed her mouth, turned around to open the door. I followed behind him with a smile, my hand not forgetting to tightly grasp his hem.

  Xia Bing certainly didn't attend any class reunion, but if you insist on calling it that, then fine. To be more accurate, it was just a small gathering of close friends at a bar, and many of them even brought their girlfriends along.

  As soon as they saw me, someone shouted, "Xia Bing, are you kidding me? You didn't even bring a girlfriend, but instead brought your little sister!"

  "Get out!" Xia Bing said irritably. "Sister fart, this is just a snotty worm, can I get rid of it?"

  As soon as he finished speaking, I had already let go of his hem and ran towards the person walking from afar with a smile, "Gege Zhuer."

  Xia Bing's angry shout echoed behind him: "Xia! Miao! Miao!"

  At that time, I didn't feel anything, but now when I recall Xia Bing's appearance back then, even though my mood is heavy, there's still a feeling of being amused.

  My dearest brother, at that time you must have never thought that one day I would leave you early.

  There's actually something I've never dared to tell you: You are truly the one and only, the best brother in this world.

  But that day became a memory I would be forever ashamed of.

  Although I still believe that everyone has done something stupid in their youth that makes them want to cry with regret, when I recall that night, I still can't help but curse myself for being shameless.

  When I was young, every time I ate, my grandfather would hold me in his arms, dip chopsticks into a drop of white wine and send it to my mouth. When the white wine made me pucker up and make funny faces, he would laugh loudly. Later on, he always said: "Mengmeng was raised by me with white wine."

  So, although I only drink a small amount of beer at family gatherings, I always have the illusion that I can hold my liquor well.

  When Xia Bing's classmate brought his girlfriend over with two brightly colored cocktails, I was still stupidly watching them drink together as a group of big boys.

  Pretty sister asked: "Want one cup?"

  I drooled and nodded, "Want."

  "This is not a drink."

  "I know," I said, taking a swig with great fanfare, "I can hold my liquor."

  Actually, at that time I thought this wine was so beautiful, it must have added a lot of fruit juice, probably no different from fruit beer, just drink it as a beverage.

  As expected, cool and refreshing, sour and sweet, I licked my lips, smiled and took another sip.

  Yeah, it's quite good, let me have another sip.

  Uh, it's gone... no worries, there's another one next to it.

  ……

  When Zhuoer found out that something was wrong with me, I had already downed two cups of wine, and was dizzy and starting to smile foolishly.

  "Meng Meng, have you been drinking?" He walked over and sat down beside me.

  I looked at him and felt as if his eyes were shining with a radiant light that made my heart feel fuzzy.

  I stretched out my hand, "Zhuoer brother, give this to me."

  "What?" Zhuo Er was taken aback.

  "Wow!" I gently touched his eyes, "So beautiful, I want them too."

  Zhuo suddenly lost his reaction, and the next moment, he grasped my wrist. "This can't be given to you, Mengmeng. I'll send you home."

  I'm so disappointed, "Gege Zhuoer, I didn't think you were so petty."

  He smiled, "If you want this, you'll have to trade something for it."

  "Ah?" I cried with a long face, "I'm very poor..."

  "You don't have to give me money, you can exchange something else." He said, staring at me intensely.

  I looked into his eyes and somehow leaned in and kissed his cheek.

  "Then can I kiss you?"

  The boisterous music suddenly drifted away at that moment, and Zhuo'er suddenly froze in the noisy and lively private room.

  After a long time, he touched his cheek and suddenly smiled.

  "What's going on, Xia Miangmiang? You kissed me."

  "I thought about it seriously and looked at him solemnly saying: 'Then I'll marry you.'"

  In the last moment before I fell asleep, I thought, it's great that I married Zhuo Er, his eyes are mine now, and then I can use these eyes to look at Wei Xingyun, and also make him feel delighted...

  Later, Xia Bing said that I was a giggling and playful femme fatale that day, hugging Zhuo Er's arm and refusing to let go, insisting on getting married.

  Although I know he is good at exaggerating facts and discrediting me, recalling the various evils before I fell asleep during that winter vacation, even if Zhuoer's most enthusiastic invitation, I would resolutely refuse to go anywhere with him.

  Forgive me, I myself am extremely embarrassed and regretful. When my skin was crawling all over, I hated that I couldn't cut off my own throat. I have no doubt that if this behavior of mine were to be made public, it would be scorned by countless people with aspirations. Even now, I might still be held up as a typical example of a "fake white rabbit" and ridiculed on the internet. But since regret can't erase the fact that this happened, all I can weakly say is: spare me, I was just a kid back then...

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