I got wet on a rainy day

Is this it?

What if fate is fleeting?

Prelude

It was a rainy day. The boy was walking in the rain as if there was no one else around. He liked the rain very much. Many times when the rain came, he would always walk in the rain for a while. , he likes the feeling of the rain dampening his hair.

The large sycamore leaves above my head were wet by the rain and looked shiny, and the asphalt road under my feet was not shining either.

A blue umbrella, the sky blue kind. The girl held up her hands and ran slowly towards the boy, not caring that the muddy water on the ground would stain her white shoes.

Has the rain stopped? The boy raised his head curiously, and what he saw was a large area of ??blue. He also liked this kind of blue, and often used this color as the background color when painting.

The girl raised her hands high. She felt her breathing was tense, but she still tried hard to smile calmly. Because most of the umbrellas were used to cover the boy's head, the rain falling on the umbrella would drip down the corners of the umbrella onto the girl's shoulders and wet her light blue shirt, but she didn't care.

"Thank you, but there's no need!" the boy said with a smile.

"It's useful, you'll get sick if you get caught in the rain!" the girl said angrily.

"Move the umbrella towards you, your shoulders are wet!"

"That's good!"

The two of them were walking in the rain. The boy was half a head taller than the girl. It took some effort for the girl to hold up the umbrella. As she moved away, her feet would step into puddles from time to time.

"Let me hold the umbrella!" The boy finally couldn't help but say.

The girl handed him the umbrella, but did not let go of her hand, "Let's... let's hold it together?"

In this way, the boy's hand held the girl's Hand, the girl can also feel the beating of the boy's pulse...

Encounter

This is also a rainy day, and it is also the blue umbrella. It's just that they didn't stand together. The girl was standing in the rain. She looked at the boy and shook her head: "Let's go, you go, I'm really tired!" Today's rain was very heavy, and big drops of water fell on her body, but she was still like that A complete outfit, except that the shoes were stained with mud and water. The rain swept across her face, forcefully taking away her tears.

The boy walked towards her and wanted to protect her from the rain, but the girl subconsciously backed away: "We don't want to be together anymore, I'm really tired!" He grabbed her and ruthlessly tore up their photo. In the photo, they are sitting at a stone table, surrounded by large expanses of green bamboo. She waved her hand, and the stumps of the photo flew into the rain and stumbled onto the asphalt.

The boy was angry. He threw the umbrella in his hand to the ground. "It's gone. We will never see each other again. I'm leaving. That's it!" As he said that, he stepped on the umbrellas on the ground. The limb in the photo ran away and passed the girl.

"Don't look back, don't!" the girl warned herself repeatedly. She tried her best to stand like this, looking forward. Her vision became increasingly blurry. In the blurred vision, a A black car was parked not far away, and the wipers kept sweeping across the front window of the car.

The mother specially made a cup of coffee and put it on the car platform. Through the car window that was constantly swept by the wipers, she saw the boy finally running away, and the girl standing there, looking at her.

The umbrella was broken, and it lay crying in the rain. The girl propped it up again, and one corner of it had drooped down, and the rain hit her shoulders along the tattered corner. "I'm sorry, please forgive me!" the girl murmured.

The girl sat in the back seat of the car frustrated. Her mother handed her the coffee. The girl didn't accept it and just kept wiping her wet hair with a dry towel. Liang Jingru's "Courage" came from the car's stereo, which was the girl's favorite song. At this time, she sounded very worried, "Mom, turn off the music!"

The music stopped suddenly.

"Is everything okay?" Mother asked.

The girl in the reflector said nothing, just nodded slightly.

Love really requires courage. To love without love requires more courage.

The boy ran in the rain, stepping on the water on the ground wantonly. His vision became increasingly blurry, and the whole world in front of him seemed so unclear. The rain hit the sycamore leaves, It hit the asphalt road with a splash.

"Those who love justice need courage to face..." The song hit his eardrums. The rain was heavy around him, but he quickly found the source of the sound, which came from a candy store. shop, the boy saw that the window was filled with colorful candies.

He was lying on his back, "Why is this happening?" He shouted hysterically and slapped his forehead with his hand.

The black car was speeding on the road, raising layers of water mist. The girl was wiping the muddy umbrella with a paper towel. Its keel was a little bent. She tried to break it gently, but it couldn't be straightened.

The woman looked at her daughter through the reflector and said, "We have to leave in the afternoon, Shanghai is ready!"

The girl nodded.

The photo has been completely torn into pieces, and the fragments are lying in the rain, stained by mud. The boy came back here again. His white sneakers were wet with rain. He squatted down to pick up the pieces...

The rain outside the window had stopped. The girl opened the bedroom window and looked at the building. The constant flow of people passing by. She turned around and saw the blue suitcase. The phone was always turned off, and she thought she might not turn it on again. She was afraid of hearing his voice, and she was afraid that she would be reluctant to let go.

The boy threw the phone on the pillow again, fell down, and lay on the bed, staring at the patterns on the ceiling, "She never turns off her phone! Never!" He was disappointed. He was so powerful that he dialed the girl's number again.

"Sorry, the user you dialed has turned off..."

The boy casually picked up the cloth bear beside him and threw it to the ceiling. This was given to him by the girl on his birthday. He felt very squeamish, but he accepted it gladly. The stuffed bear hit the ceiling hard, then quickly came down with a muffled "pop" sound, rolled a few times, and then stopped at the leg of the desk.

It looked very embarrassed and aggrieved.

It’s the girl who often lines up in a long line to buy the boy his favorite pineapple bread; it’s the girl who always hands him a towel and water after he plays basketball; it’s the girl who always tells him not to be wanton Shower; the girl often listens to his complaints and even endures his anger, the girl will hold him gently after he complains; the girl almost never asks him to buy anything for her, even if he does, it is just talk; It was also the girl who would always hold an umbrella with him in the rain, not caring that the rain would get him wet... Life was filled with the shadow of girls, and the boy realized that he had been in the center of a circle for a long time. "I'm really tired!" He thought of what the girl said.

He rolled out of bed, picked up the stuffed bear, and patted the dust off its body. "I'm sorry, please forgive me!" he said.

The mother dragged her big suitcase and walked on the wide avenue. In front of her was the huge entrance of the airport, and behind her was her daughter who had been following her silently. She turned around and found that her daughter was walking with her left hand in her pocket. She knew that her daughter didn't like walking like this. She also knew that in that pocket was her daughter's cell phone that had been turned off. She also knew that she was the heart of the heart. It’s a bit cruel, but what can I do! Fortunately, her daughter always obeyed her, which made her feel a little relieved, but now looking at her daughter's devastated look, she couldn't bear to say: "Girl, how about... why don't you give him a call? Tell him we are leaving!"

The girl wanted to shake her head, but her left hand deceived her. She took out her phone and turned it on.

The phone is filled with calls and text messages from boys.

"I'm sorry, please forgive me?"

"I know I've always been self-centered, I'm really sorry, please forgive me!"

"Where are you? Why are you turning off your phone?"

...

The girl looked through these text messages. She tried her best to stay calm, but her hands were shaking so much.

The phone was vibrating, and the boy's reserve finally responded.

"Hello? Where are you?" the boy asked.

"I -" the girl paused, "I'm at home!"

"Don't lie to me, there's no one at home! No matter what, I'm really sorry. , you? Can you forgive me?"

"Let's just be friends. I'm really tired, and we have to study hard now!"

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry, please forgive me, I know you have always been good to me, I didn't do anything for you, I'm really sorry!"

"There is nothing I'm sorry for, let's be friends, I'm sorry now! If you still have something to do, hang up first!" The girl said and pressed the red button cruelly.

The other end was already blind, and the boy fell into silence. He looked up at the balcony of the girl's house, where there were flowers and plants raised by the girl. He turned around and sat on a bamboo chair next to her. He believed that the girl would go home and he would wait here.

He dialed the girl’s number again, and as he expected, the phone on the other end was turned off again. He took a deep breath, lay down on the bamboo chair, and put the phone to his ear. He stared at the large sycamore leaves above his head, imagining how the rain would wet them. Gradually, he felt that there were many fireflies flying in front of his eyes, flying east and west...

He dreamed that he was walking with the girl in the rain again, holding the blue umbrella, and the girl's shoulders were still Wet from the rain. He asked the girl, what's wrong with you, why are you ignoring me? The girl just smiled and didn't answer.

The plane lowered its landing gear and began to drive towards the wide runway, its silver-white fuselage reflecting the dusk sunlight.

The crowd in the terminal was extremely noisy. The girl followed her mother with a pale face. She was a little airsick.

"Are you okay?" the mother said, looking at her daughter's pale face behind her.

She said nothing, just shook her head, and her left hand involuntarily put it in her pocket.

"We are here now. For your own sake and for his sake, don't talk to him again." Have you contacted me? My mother stretched out her hand and said, "Give me your phone and I'll keep it for you for a few days!" ”

The girl took out her mobile phone and carefully placed it in her mother’s palm.

The father drove a car to pick them up. It was also a black car, with the sunset reflected on the car. .

The car was speeding on the road, heading towards the largest hospital in the city. The girl rested her head on her mother's shoulder, her black pupils reflected the French plane trees flashing quickly outside the window. .

The mother sighed again and handed her the phone, "Call him again, at least to make sure he is safe!" ”

The girl didn’t accept it: “No need, the more you talk about it, the worse it will get!” "

The mother smiled, dialed the boy's number, and put the phone to her daughter's ear.

"Du-du-du! ”

The call went through, but the other end actually asked: “Who are you?” "

The girl was startled, "Hey! "

"Get away, the owner of this phone committed suicide! "The voice on the other end was very rough, the voice of an old man.

"Hello? Who are you? "The girl asked anxiously, "Hey! "

The other end has hung up abruptly, "Beep - beep - beep! "The girl grabbed the phone and dialed the boy's number again, but the phone on the other end was already turned off

The girl frowned and murmured: "What's going on? Did he commit suicide? ”

The sun in the west has already set, and the city is about to perform the music of the night.

The wind has become much colder, and dew is slowly falling all around.

< p>The boy opened his eyes and touched his cell phone as a habit, but what he touched was an empty cigarette box. He sat up suddenly. The street was already dimly lit, and there were couples walking under the plane trees. .

“Shit! "He threw the cigarette box in his hand into the middle of the road angrily. He looked up and saw that in the residential building in front of him from top to bottom, the lights of every house were on. Only the window of the girl's house was dark. He suddenly ran to the canteen on the roadside to call the girl, but the phone on the other end was still turned off.

The orange light from the street lamp hit the boy's face from among the mottled sycamore leaves. He walked alone on this road. On the street, listening to the chaos of the crowd, catching the unexpected music, his shoes were still wet, and he shook his hair to wake himself up...

An agreement was passed along the smooth floor by the chief surgeon. The tabletop was pushed in front of the parents, almost knocking over the enamel teacup on one side.

The parents looked at each other. The father bent down, picked up the pen next to him, and signed on it with great difficulty. His hands were shaking so much.

The girl stood in the empty corridor and saw everything inside through the blinds. She did not alert her parents, but walked quietly towards the end of the corridor. There was a large floor-to-ceiling window at the end. Outside the window was the inherent prosperity of this city, with bright lights and an endless flow of people. The girl gently opened the window and let the night wind blow on her. She closed her eyes and felt the wind like his hand, touching her face and blowing in her ear: "You know? I I will always be by your side!"

"If I leave, will you always remember me?" the girl said angrily.

"You won't leave me, right? Never!" She felt the boy hooking her little finger.

She opened her eyes and saw someone setting off fireworks in the distance. They were like flowers blooming in the sky. They were very beautiful. The girl smiled. Apertures appeared in her big eyes.

The window of the boy's bedroom was slightly open. He thought that if it rained at night, he would definitely hear it. Next to the pillow is the cute little cloth bear...

The night is very late, and only the street lights are guarding the night on the lonely road, waiting for the arrival of dawn. The girl leaned against the car window tiredly. She kept her eyes closed, but she didn't sleep at all.

The morning wind is always cool. The clover in the flower bed is stained with a touch of dew. The old man in the roadside newsstand is sorting out the newspapers that have just been delivered as usual. It is still the middle-aged woman wearing white. The dog is walking in pajamas, and the sanitation workers are cleaning the remaining sycamore leaves on the ground with a broom... It seems that nothing has changed, it is still the same as before every day.

The boy came to school early in this natural early morning, much earlier than he usually did. He believed that the girl would come to school as early as usual, but after he searched for it for a long time, he felt a little scared. The girl was not there, there was no sign of her.

He sat at the stone table at the back of the building, playing with a green bamboo leaf in his hand. They like to come here very much, especially in the early morning. The girl likes to hold her chin and read. He concentrates on reading the sports newspaper and leaves the crumbs in his mouth. She will laugh, and sometimes she will laugh all day long. .

The breeze blew through the bamboo forest next to it, bringing a rustling sound.

"Hey!" A familiar voice came over. It was a girl standing behind him. Her face was very pale, her hair was a little disheveled, there were some dark circles under her eyes, and her voice was hoarse.

The boy stood up and wanted to hug her, but the girl hugged her shoulders and looked very reserved.

"Are you okay?" the girl asked.

"Where have you been? Do you know that I have been looking for you?"

The girl tried her best to smile, "Let's just be friends, just friends. This will be good for both you and me." Better!”

“I’m sorry, please forgive me for once.” As he said, the boy handed her the little grasshopper folded from a bamboo leaf.

The girl smiled and said, "We are not children anymore, we are all big. Don't do this anymore, okay?" she said softly.

The boy did not dare to look into the girl's eyes. He also realized that he had never grown up and was very young. "Then let's be friends, just... just don't ignore me! Okay?" He said with difficulty.

"I won't ignore you!" The girl still smiled.

The two were silent for a while, and the girl said again: "I'm relieved that you're fine. I still have some things to do, so I have to go!"

"I want to give you a gift I know I haven’t given you anything seriously before!”

The girl shook her head and said, “No, no need, just remember to keep the things I gave you well!” Don’t drop that poor little bear easily.”

“Just one piece, okay?” The boy said reservedly, “I’ll give it to you if we go shopping together again.”

The girl thought for a while and nodded with difficulty, "Okay, but when? I really have something to do!"

"Now, now is okay!" The boy smiled.

"What kind of business is this? You still have to go to class! You are not allowed to skip class!"

"What do you think about the lunch break?"

"Well, okay, but hurry up!"

"We will go as soon as school is over and be back at one o'clock on time. Do you think this will delay your work?"

< p>"Okay!"

The last class in the morning was a self-study class. The girl finally couldn't help but fell asleep on the table. She had been trying to stay energetic, but now she could no longer I can't hold on any longer. She was very tired, and she slept deeply. She didn't wake up until the school bell rang and the boy stood beside her. The boy looked at her sleeping and couldn't bear to wake her up. "She must be very tired!" he whispered.

The hour and minute hands of the clock on the wall behind the classroom were only on twelve, and the bells of the clock tower were faintly chiming in the distance...

The boy picked up the colorful The pen gently wrote a line of words on the back of the girl's hand: Wait for me, I will be back before one o'clock, and I will never miss the appointment!

When the girl opened her eyes, she was the only one left in the classroom. The fan above her head was spinning slowly, and the bright light from the window reflected on the smooth tabletop. She rushed out and walked through the empty corridor, the stairs clicking under her feet. She came to the gate of the school, and saw a surging crowd in front of her. She searched the crowd, but there was no sign of the boy. She patted her forehead in annoyance, "Why are you sleeping!" She also found the words: Wait for me, I will be back before one o'clock, and I will never miss the appointment!

A blue umbrella covered the girl's head. The girl raised her head, then lowered it quickly, "Mom, I'm sorry!"

The mother held one hand Holding the umbrella, she gently touched the girl's head with her other hand and said, "Mom, I don't blame you, but you have to come back with me!"

The girl backed away, "Mom, just give me some time, okay?" ? I will definitely go with you today, I will be honest!" she begged.

All kinds of men and women are shopping in the shopping mall, and all kinds of exquisite gifts are placed in the bright cabinets. The boy really hates himself now because he doesn't know what kind of gift the girl likes. After looking at this piece, I thought it was too fancy and not suitable for girls. Girls would definitely not like it. I saw that one, but it was so tacky that I didn’t even like it. Looking at the big clock hanging on the wall in the mall, it was already half past twelve. "We have to hurry up!" the boy told himself. But he walked around and around the mall until he arrived at the same spot, his hands still empty. The big clock behind him was still half past twelve. The careless administrator had forgotten to change the battery for the clock.

The classroom was empty, and the mother and daughter sat across from each other. The mother bought her lunch and her favorite fruit candies.

Wait for me, I will be back before one o'clock, and I will never miss my appointment! The mother also saw this line on the back of her hand, "The plane leaves at two o'clock in the afternoon. It will take us half an hour to get to the airport. Now it is -"

"One o'clock!" The girl continued She said, she picked up the colored pen and wrote something on a piece of blue letter paper. The tip of the pen kept beating on the page.

The mother cast her sights on the large dark green sycamore leaves outside the window...

Finally, the boy chose a mobile phone pendant with a well bear on it and his cloth. It looked very similar to a bear, and he thought girls would like it.

The bus was driving on the asphalt road, and the boy leaned against the window, holding the packaged pendant in his hand.

The girl folded what she had written and placed it on the boy's desk, pressing two candies on top. "Mom, let's go!"

The bus slowly pulled to a stop. The boy got off the bus and walked directly to the school not far away. When he reached the door of a candy store, he He stopped and slapped his forehead with his hand, "Oh, why did you forget this?" He remembered that his daughter once pointed at this store and said, "I like the fruit candies here very much." He strode towards the store and opened the glass door with his hands. The figure of the girl who had just walked out of school was reflected on the glass door.

The girl stood at the door of the school and looked around again. She saw her favorite candy store, and the window reflected the surging flow of people on the street. Her mother came to her side and stood with her in the strong sunlight, waiting.

The waiter smiled and handed the wrapped fruit candy to the boy, "Welcome to come again next time!"

The boy accidentally glanced at the glass clock on the counter, and it was already half past one. , he screamed in his heart, and rushed out with the candy in his hands, pushing open the glass door, and the girl's figure flashing into the car was reflected on the glass door.

"Mom, let's drive!" The girl slumped in the back seat of the car and gently closed her eyes.

The car drove slowly, and the boy's anxious figure flashed outside the window.

......

"Hey, be happy all the time. I have to go. Goodbye! Remember, don't always put your phone to your ear. , what should I do if I hurt you? Remember to have breakfast. If you forget, you must go to that store to buy your favorite pineapple bread. Don’t rush to take a shower after playing basketball. It’s easy that way. I'm sick!"

The black car was speeding on the asphalt road, and large green sycamore trees flashed outside the window. The girl leaned her head against the car window, smiling and looking at the blue sky in the distance.

“The sports magazines in the newsstand to the west of the school are the latest. If you are bored, go buy some and read them yourself; remember to clean your own space regularly and don’t always fill it with waste paper. ; Stay up too late at night, let alone stay up all night; remember Chairman Mao’s words, study hard and make progress every day!”

The silver-white plane is speeding on the straight runway, the huge wheels are moving slowly! Slowly left the ground. The girl gently buckled her seat belt and took a deep breath...

"Finally, remember not to get wet in the rain. I know you like rainy days. If you really want to walk in the rain, bring that A blue umbrella. You have to remember this without me, you must remember it!"

The boy laid the letter flat on the stone table and pressed it with two candies. Up there, the afternoon wind blew a corner of it, and also made the bamboo forest next to it rustle...

The girl came to the end of the corridor again, watching the sunset.

At the beginning of the night...

The girl's cell phone was still turned off. The boy put the phone down in frustration and turned back to his room. He walked to the window and looked at the fireworks blooming in the night sky in the distance. They were really beautiful. He felt like roses blooming in the sky. He thought that he had told the girl that he would go to the square to set off fireworks with her.

The girl was smiling, her face was pale, her forehead was covered with beads of sweat, and her big eyes were reflected by a circle of operating light. She smelled the medicinal liquid around her so strongly that she almost choked and cried. Mother's big tears fell to the corners of her mouth, salty.

"Mom, there's nothing to cry about!" the girl said with a smile.

"I'm sorry," the mother was already crying. She held the girl's hand tightly. The father stood by the operating table and clenched his fists. His eyes were shining with tears. He didn't dare to look. With everything in sight, he could only cast his gaze out the window, where he saw beautiful fireworks blooming in the night sky.

"Mom, I want to hear his voice, can you?" The girl still smiled, and the operating light in her eyes was messed up by her tears. She saw in front of her eyes Apertures

The mother nodded vigorously and put the phone to her ear. She smiled and waited.

The fireworks outside the window were gone, and the night sky showed its true colors again. The boy pulled the blue curtain shut.

"Son, phone!" Mom shouted in the living room.

"Is it her?" The boy rushed out like crazy.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" The boy apologized repeatedly.

"Haha, it's okay. I know you must have been delayed by something at noon today. I don't blame you!" the girl said calmly.

"Where are you? Why are you ignoring me? Didn't we agree!"

"Have you seen everything I wrote to you? Be smart. Ah, don't forget it!" the girl said angrily.

“I listen to you, I listen to you, that’s it!”

“Be good, haha, eh? By the way, what did you buy me today? ?" the girl said somewhat naughtily.

"It's the fruit candy from the store in front of the school. You like it very much!"

"Well, does it have strawberry flavor?"

"Yes. Yes, yes!"

"Do you still...love me?" the girl asked cautiously.

"Love! I love you very much!" the boy said firmly.

"Okay, say...a hundred times...I love you, let me hear it!"

"Ah? What a hundred times?"

"What's the matter? It's too much? Hey, why don't you tell me?" the girl said coquettishly. She had rarely acted coquettishly to boys, and now she felt that it was really good to be coquettish.

"I love you, I love you..."

...

A week later.

The boy and his mother sat opposite each other at the stone table. The boy lowered his head and played with the candy wrappers as he was receiving the gift.

"Actually, I have always thought that you are just children. What can there be between children? But, I was wrong. I thought you didn't understand anything, but in fact you know a lot more. On the contrary, it will be very burdensome. I think I should tell you. Although she begged me not to tell me about her before she left, I thought about it. I think I should tell you, for her sake and for yours. Myself!"

The boy stopped playing with the wrapping paper, and the cool breeze in the morning swept over the bamboo leaves beside him.

"After breaking up with you that day, she went to Shanghai with me in the afternoon. She needed a big operation. The chance of success was very small, but she had to do it. After getting off the plane , she couldn’t help but call you, but the other end of the phone said that you committed suicide. Did you lose your cell phone?”

The boy nodded.

"That night, because she was worried about you and wanted to see you again, she secretly took the train and rushed back. Of course, I also rushed back the next day. The surgery was That night, everything was ready in Shanghai. I had to take her away.

The operation was performed at eight o'clock and lasted for three hours, but the result was terrible. The surgeon came out. , with a serious expression on his face, he shook his head and said, "I tried my best." When I rushed into the operating room, I saw that she was smiling all the time, but there was a lot in her smile that she couldn't let go of when she was talking to you on the phone. She tried to keep calm, and she clasped her fingers and said "I love you" to you. When you counted to the 72nd time, she left with a smile."

The breeze swept over the boy's face, and his tears overflowed from his eyes, sliding down his cheeks to his chin, and then the big tears smashed onto the bluestone. He tugged at the corners of his clothes fiercely, trying not to cry out. , she thought of the girl always telling him to be strong no matter what he encountered.

The mother pushed a bag of things to the boy, "I heard from your teacher that your grades have dropped sharply recently. I know it is because of her. She told me that she has two wishes. The first one is I just hope that you can get into the university of your dreams, and that she believes you can do it. In this bag are the review materials for your senior year of high school, which you will use soon. For her sake, and for your own sake, study hard. , This is how you deserve her!"

"What is the second wish?" the boy asked carefully.

"Haha, my daughter is a bit naughty. She must tell you when I send you to that university. If you are not admitted to that university, then you are not qualified to know her second choice. What is this wish, do you understand?”

The wind continued to blow, and the eastern sky was dyed red by the sun.

"Can you make her a promise? And never break the promise! If possible, I will hook your little finger for her." As she said this, the mother stretched out her little finger.

The two little fingers hooked together fiercely...

End song

The boy still likes rainy days, but he walks in the rain as if there is no one else around. Every time, I always hold the blue umbrella.

What a coincidence, it is still a rainy day. This is a very beautiful mountain forest, misty and rainy, and the world is like a wedding dress.

The boy and the girl hid under the blue umbrella and came to a tomb along the rocky mountain road. The place has been cleaned very clean, and some strawberries have been planted in the open space next to it.

"Is it from here?" the girl said, holding a large bouquet of red roses in her arms.

The boy nodded, "Thank you for accompanying me here!"

The girl smiled. She placed the flowers in front of the grave, turned around and hugged the boy, resting her chin on his shoulder. "I also want to thank you, thank you for being willing to bring me to this piece of Eden in your heart!"

The rain wet the roses, and the flowers looked delicate and beautiful, like flowers blooming in the night sky Fireworks.

They stayed here for a long time, telling the girl their story.

They left, following the rocky mountain road they had come from.

"Let's go to the forest over there to catch some cicada monkeys. There should be a lot of them now!" the girl said with a smile.

"Why are you grabbing that thing?"

"I'll cook it for you to eat!"

"Ah, can you do it?"

"Well, it's very simple. Don't you know that I'm a good cook?"

The boy stuck out his tongue and said, "Come on, even cooking noodles is so salty!"< /p>

“Hey, that was just a mistake!”

“Then you don’t have to make so many mistakes, right?”

“Are you going or not? ?" the girl said with wide eyes.

"Go, it's okay to go, I'm afraid of you!"

"Haha, let's have a big dinner tonight!"

"Ah, Then I must buy some drinks!"

"Say what?" the girl said loudly with her hands on her hips.

"No...nothing!"...

The crowd on the platform was bustling, and the boy took the girl's hand and boarded the train back to school.

"Is the cicada monkey I made yesterday still so salty?" the girl asked leaning on the boy's shoulder.

"Not bad, really good!" The boy said with a smile.

"Oh, hey!"

The train moved slowly, and the boy's eyes were once again on the familiar platform. He remembered that two years ago, his mother was standing there, waving goodbye to him, "You know? Her second wish is that you can bring a girl to see her, and she wants to witness your love!"

Love really requires courage...