It is said that there is no spring in S City, and every year after taking off the padded jacket, you have to wear half sleeves for a long time. At the age of fifteen, Su Ke didn't believe it, she always had her own ideas. Of course, this is a way of praising her, in other words, she likes to drill the horns, and it is futile to persuade anyone to persuade her.

Sitting on the bus to S City, the scenery of the rapid passage gradually became clearer. She lowered her head, and at her feet lay a shattered easel.

She hid it from her family and signed up for the art special recruitment of Jiying Middle School in S Market. Everyone couldn't understand why she went to high school in S City, thousands of miles away. In such a distant place, no one can control her, in other words, her father, who is now getting busier and busier, and her brother, who is about to graduate from college, and her stepmother, who is nagging at home and is reluctant to help her pack her bags...... No one had the leisure to travel thousands of miles to see her.

As he was leaving, his father's raised slap did not fall on his face, and he sighed, lit a cigarette, and inhaled violently. The rich smell of smoke made the whole room so ethereal.

In the end, he only left her with one sentence: "You are as uneasy as your mother!"

"My mom was forced away by you!"

"Smack-" A heavy slap fell on her face, and she immediately became red and swollen, and her ears rang. She only studied art for two months, and her teacher who praised her talent gave her an easel that she still treasured. The easel was trampled under his feet by his angry father, and the palette was knocked to the ground, and the thick black mixed with the vivid red splashed on the floor of the stepmother's freshly wiped.

"Oh, what kind of mother there is, what kind of girl there is!" The stepmother ran in with many small steps and complained: "Why do you have to go so far away, don't you know that your father works hard, how can he have time to see you when the time comes?"

"What were you talking about?" Su Ke asked in a hoarse voice, "What did you say about my mother?"

"Say, what did you say about my mother!"

"Lao Su, look at this kid, don't let people say that he did something wrong!"

Without waiting for his father to attack, Su Ke splashed all the dirty water from half a bucket of washed pens on the ground, and the plastic bucket slammed into the ground, with a palm-sized hole at the bottom of the bucket.

Another slap fell, and they accused her of being rude.

Whoever is not polite first, and who is uneducated......

Maybe everyone is right, she has never made people feel at ease. She stole her father's bank card, and the password was clear to her, it was her birthday.

She carried the broken easel and got on the bus to S City overnight, and vowed never to come back.

The moment she got the ticket, she seemed to be relieved, and finally no one pointed her nose at her anymore and scolded her for pushing Yan Jia, disgusted her for corrupting the class atmosphere, and scolded her for not deserving of friendship.

In the end, she survived the most difficult days. But during that time, when she was struggling in despair, no one could hear her cry for help from the bottom of her heart, and no one wanted to care what she was thinking.

In the eyes of adults, this is a normal experience for children, and there is nothing to say, so wouldn't it be better to let it pass?

Then let it pass.

As if she was in a hurry, she got out of the car with her easel on her shoulder. A man who can't even tell the difference between east, west, north and south is now threatening to go alone. It's not funny at all, it's scary.

Su Ke stood in front of a huge billboard with a poster of the goddess Song Hye Kyo, and she smiled so sweetly. She followed suit, barely able to see her face on the glass. It's ugly to laugh, it's worse than crying.

On a bench next to the billboard sat a teenager in a striped coat. He rubbed a book in his hand and answered the phone every now and then.

She was tired and bored from standing, listening to him consciously or unconsciously. It was so far away that she could only vaguely hear what he said.

"Where are you?"

"He's coming, isn't he? Where are you going?"

"Why can't we?...... I don't know anything? Explain it to me, what do you mean?"

"I'm waiting for you outside now. ”

"What's wrong with the daytime? You can't come out during the day, you have to leave during the day, I don't even have the right to do that?"

Under his fierce tone, there was a depressed mood that was difficult to hide.

Su Ke couldn't help but tilt his head to look at him, that person looked so white, and he was a little white. His face was red, with tiny spots attached to his face.

He spotted the gaze that had fallen on him and turned to look at her.

It's so good-looking...... Su Ke couldn't help but pick up the pen and paint him a portrait.

He tilted his head awkwardly and stood up straight from the bench. He doesn't seem to like people looking at him.

Su Ke quickly turned around, his face almost taped to the glass of the billboard.

There were layers of slippery thin sweat in her hands, but she was still clenched very tightly, and she couldn't tell how nervous she was.

After a long, long time, she thought the man was still sitting in his chair, and when he looked away again, he was gone.

What does he look like? I only glanced at him just now, and I can't remember how to think about it now.

Her gaze wandered aimlessly around her, and fear and loneliness rose in her heart. As if she had paranoia, she suspected that everyone she met on the road could be Pei Ning and Yan Jia, and they might be the people she didn't want to see.

As for the people who least want to see it...... Now, she doesn't want to see it alone. The crowd around her was crowded and the traffic was not hesitant, but it didn't give her the slightest sense of security.

When the sky was drizzling, Su Ke took off his broken shoes and carried them in his hands. In order not to be seen, she specially hid behind the billboard, and her feet hurt from the seemingly smooth floor.

One stumbled, and the body was suddenly knocked out. It all came so suddenly, she didn't even have time to think about whether to throw away the easel and shoes in her hand, and hit her face on the ground first, her forehead on the corner of the floor that had been warped.

The culprit just pulled her up in a hurry, absentmindedly asking if there was anything wrong.

How could it be okay?, she gasped, feeling something slimy slip into her eyes. Reaching out and touching the red patch, she glared angrily at the person who tripped her with her other eye, just now she was praising him in her heart for being handsome, and in the blink of an eye she was doomed.

"Are you alright?"

"Tsk, you've asked a few times, here, it's bleeding!"

He reached out to wipe her blood, and she noticed that his bare arm was covered with purple spots, and after a while, even his face was ......

She couldn't help but grab his arm and ask, "What are these......?"

“...... Okay, no more bloodshed, you press it yourself. His hands trembled violently as if he had been stimulated by something.

"Where are you going!"

Su Ke struggled to sit up, in the sweltering heat, he actually put on his hat and left her without saying a word!

She thought she had never been more unlucky than that moment.

The blood-soaked handkerchief was dripping red wet, and the nerves in the forehead were more sensitive than ever, and the wind blew the wound and made it hurt.

The rain condensed into a column of water and smashed down on his feet, with broken shoes, broken easels, and blood-stained handkerchiefs.

She lay on the ground and sobbed quietly. But she is not reconciled, and constantly gives herself psychological hints, no matter what unbearable things happen, she can always get through it.

In the face of heavy rain, I picked up the broken things on the ground again. A blue flannel gift box slipped down from the easel, containing a ring.

It should be regarded as the boy who fell just now......

She didn't intend to give it to him, but she never gave up. Remembering what he said on the phone, he seemed to be out of love.

After a long struggle to find a place to live, she spent the next three days on the bench where the boy had sit, waiting for the object to be returned to its rightful owner.

But the owner of the ring never appeared. Not only did he forget the ring, but he also forgot about Suko.

Some people, who appear in life like a passing passer-by, may not take a year, or even half a month, to forget them completely.

Therefore, Su Ke will not remember Zhao Yilun, and similarly, he will not remember that she appeared in his life.

Five years later, they met again and separated again with a deeper bond.