Do you remember the heavy rain that summer? Can you tell me your story?

About rainy days, I have stories and wine. Can you bring peanuts to the bench and find me? Ha ha laugh

This is not my story, but it is a rare and beautiful story in my youth, about friendship, about unspeakable but familiar stories.

MengMeng and Jiege are classmates. They became attached because of a rainy day. At that time, MengMeng had just been lovelorn. That rainy day, she watched her ex-boyfriend and another girl walk by with an umbrella. At this time, Jie Ge came to her side with an umbrella and protected her all the way to the classroom. Brother Jie seems careless, but in fact he is careful. After that day, MengMeng felt that Jie Ge had saved her. That rainy day, the umbrella became her secret.

No one can say for sure what happened in this world. Maybe he doesn't love enough. Maybe he's afraid he can't even make friends. Nobody confessed in the end. Maybe Jagger was just MengMeng's friend at first. Anyway, it looks like this. Later, he went to college, and Jie Ge later made a girlfriend. MengMeng is still in the same place. Later, Jie Ge got married. MengMeng put all her thoughts into her career and became a strong woman. She has broken up with Jie Ge.

There seems to be no love in those years, just talking about friendship. Jie Ge's gentleness made MengMeng feel sad throughout his youth. They are all good, but they lack fate. Even if you see the cold and warm, you can't feel the same.

After more than ten years, my memory began to be incomplete or missing, and I couldn't remember many things clearly. Today, thank you for reminding me of my childhood friends. Now we are far apart, but the memories left in my heart still warm me. My youth is better, with you, MengMeng, Jiege, Yao Yao, Crane, Hadron and Blue Cat. It's good to have you in youth.

I still remember that there was a boy who liked me at the gate of our high school. I didn't want to accept the idea at Christmas, but it rained heavily. He has been waiting for me at the school gate for a long time. Later, my friend said that I can't do this to others. I went with her. When I saw him wet, the rain dripped on his hair. The gift he gave me was an apple blossom that he folded himself. It was not so beautiful, but it was dazzling.

I remember the heavy rain that summer. I stood in the rain and begged, but he still took someone else's hand and left.