[Author's suggestion: Reading this chapter suggests watching "In My Singing" at the same time]

I drove down familiar aisles, ring roads, one-way streets, side roads, side roads, and all roads I left behind.

I sped in the direction of the airport, and I had never driven this fast a few times in my life. The rain came like bullets, hitting the windows of the car, and the windshield wipers kept swaying, but they still couldn't dry the rain.

I don't know why, as if it was following my heart, there was very little traffic on the road today, and I was speeding all the way, splashing in all directions, but except for the endless raindrops trying to stop me, the road was so smooth that no pedestrians or vehicles came out to block my way.

Pools of water accumulated on the road, and the car swept across the water, and the water splashed like a flower to open the way.

Turn after turn, avenue after avenue, viaduct after viaduct......

Unimpeded.

It's just that......

Why?

Why do I feel so familiar with the city roads that I usually feel so endless now......

Niang Xipi's ......

There is obviously no traffic blocking the road, and there is no malicious obstruction of traffic lights, why is the road that usually feels so short, but now it is so long?

My heart grew more and more anxious because I didn't know when this rainstorm would stop.

When the rainstorm stops, it is the time when the confinement leaves.

So, I'm going to catch up with the rain clouds in the sky.

In my life, I've chased motorcycles, I've chased taxis, I've chased trains, but I've never chased rain clouds in the sky.

It was definitely the craziest action of my life.

However, it is also an action that I will definitely not regret.

The minutes ticked by. I watched the digital timetable in the car move around minute by minute, counting the time I had since I left the house.

It's been almost 20 minutes since I left the house.

However, there is still almost half the time left from the airport.

I had to get there before then.

Generally, the plane will not be delayed for more than 3 hours due to heavy rain, and the flight of the month is around 8 o'clock, as long as the rainstorm decreases, the plane will take off.

But how many rainstorms in the world can last for three hours?

No matter how heavy the wind and rain are, it will soon subside.

That is the eternal and unchanging law of iron in nature.

So, I know every second counts.

I've never been a fan of heavy rain.

But in my life, I have never looked forward to the rainstorm as much as I do today.

Because it helps me keep a girl.

A girl whom I love and love dearly.

The airport is at the very edge of the city.

And I did my best to get to the very edge of the city.

30 km ......

20 km ......

The distance between me and the confinement is getting closer like that.

15 km ......

10 km ......

When I was 10 kilometers away from the airport, the rainstorm suddenly started to lighten, and the crackling marbles began to rain and the raindrops began to turn into rain.

Every bit of rain creates the most beautiful pattern on the car window.

In the little bit of rain, I saw the bits and pieces of me and the confinement of the past.

I saw the memories of those 180 days.

In those days, I played tennis with Yuezi and Yuhui.

In those days, Yuezi and I were fishing by the pond, pulling up bright red lobsters, looking at each other and smiling.

In those days, Yuezi and I were talking and laughing at the bar, clinking glasses with each other, and spilling a little hops.

On those days, Yuezi and I were eating popcorn in the movie theater and discussing scenes from the plot of the movie.

In those days, I was on the top of the mountain with Xueqi and Yuezi looking at the boundless earth.

There were also those days when Tsukiko and I hugged and danced together at a dance party and explored in a haunted house.

So vivid, so real, like one oil painting after another, vivid.

I can't believe that I was having fun at the time, but I never expected such a difference today.

At that time, I was really happy.

The rain came in a hurry, and when it went, it was in a hurry.

By the time I finally got onto the road to the airport, the rain was barely visible.

The rain was getting lighter, the dark clouds in the sky were gradually dissipating, and the gray canopy that had occupied the long night was torn apart by the pouring sun.

The gray sky is turning blue.

The overcast sky is gradually clearing.

Little by little......

Until the end.

God, broken.

Thousands of miles of sunlight sprinkled the earth, illuminating the mountains, fields, cities, and roads.

Bring beauty and light to the world.

It's sunny.

Don't do that......

God, I beg you, don't let it be sunny......

Even for a minute.

Even for a minute.

Give me a little more time.

Looking at the gradually clearing sky, tears kept sliding down the corners of my eyes, and I slammed on the accelerator and pressed hard.

The car galloped down the road like a horse that had been spurred on.

Did you just give up?

No.

Until the last minute. I will never give up.

Can't give up either!

Absolutely not!

It's closer......

It's close.

8 km ......

5 km ......

3 km ......

As time goes on, the vision ahead becomes clearer and clearer.

At the moment when the sky cleared completely, I was able to see the airport in the distance.

I saw the egg-shaped building, the long runway of the airport, and the vehicles parked near the airport.

It's coming.

I breathed a sigh of relief.

Caught up!

A voice in my heart said that.

Yes, I caught up!

I still have a chance!

I suddenly wanted to laugh.

I want to laugh out loud.

A piece of sunshine in my heart.

I finally caught up.

There is hope.

I can still get my confinement back.

I can do it.

Yang Jiandong, you can.

A voice in my heart said to me like that.

But, at this moment

Rumble.

There was a sudden roar overhead.

Not thunder.

It was the roar of airplanes.

Shocked, I rolled down the window and poked my head out to look at the sky ahead.

An airplane.

I saw a silver-white airliner rising into the wind under the gray-blue sky.

I stared blankly as the airliner flew past the end of my vision.

I watched as the plane flew higher and higher, farther and farther...... Flew to the highest sky.

Flew to the other side of the sky.

I looked at the plane taking off in the sky in a panic, and then, taking out my mobile phone, I called the airport attendants.

There were no accidents, and the staff told me that the flight to Haneda Airport that had just been flown away was a flight to Haneda Airport that had been delayed due to heavy rain.

I hung up my phone and let it drop in the parking space.

I stopped the car, frantically opened the door and walked out.

"Confinement!!"

The air after the rain was so cold, and the cold wind ruffled my hair.

I was standing on the road, looking at the sky, looking at the other side of the sky.

The silvery-white body pulls out a long exhaust in the sky, drawing a long straight line, like a long carpet in a church wedding, stretching all the way...... All the way around.

All the way to the other side of the sky.

It stretched to the other side of the sea.

It's her on the other side of the sky.

On the other side is me.

That's how far we are.

That's the farthest distance in the world.

Under the firmament, above the earth.

The picture is just quietly frozen.

How many times have I been separated in my life?

I don't know anymore.

All I know is that the sky, the long road, the similar and familiar pictures, the heart-wrenching feeling, always rises at a certain moment in my life, tormenting me one rainy night after another.

It is only at this moment that I feel the passage of time, and only at this moment can I feel the passage of time.

Looking at the sky, looking at the little silver that gradually disappeared into the sky.

Before I knew it, tears blurred my eyes

I suddenly remembered that one day, on the grassland in the suburbs, under the blue sky and pure white sun, the moon used to look up at the sky and sing softly.

At that time, I was curious to ask her what song she was singing.

Yuezi smiled and told that it was her favorite song, "Confession of Tears".

Because I couldn't understand Japanese, Yuezi translated the lyrics to me one by one.

Looking back now, the song of that day may have foreseen today's ending:

When not paying attention

Suddenly something was lost

When not paying attention

You don't have it anymore

Only memories remain

It's like when you're busy

Friends without words

Like a wild cat that appears on a street corner

It screamed silently

I can hear that too

If I could see you again

Just want to tell you one word

Thank you

Thank you

sometimes

Despite being injured

I can feel you, too

Memories are at least comforting

You're there at all times

If I could see you again

Just wanted to tell you

Thank you

Thank you

If I could see you again

Just wanted to tell you

Thank you

Thank you

Even if it is hurt by time

I can also feel your presence.

……

The floating clouds that occasionally floated across the sky could not wipe away the tears in the sky.

When the most beautiful story comes to an end, when the train of youth arrives at the final station, what will remain in my heart?

And only this song can represent my mood

It is also the mood of all lovelorn people

……

Now that I think about it, until the last time before leaving that month, she still maintained her usual hearty smile.

Just like when she came.

So splendid, so innocent.

So beautiful.

The girl who is always smiling.

I think I'll never forget the story of the wind and the moon.

And the girl whose name is as beautiful as the moon shadow and the breeze.

Because, that may be the last love in my life.

I told myself that I would never forget her for the rest of my life.

The beautiful girl from a country that could not be seen from the top of the highest mountain, she gently walked out of my world, leaving behind only oil paintings, tunes one by one, I think, even after many years, those paintings, those songs, will still slowly resurface in my mind on a rainy night.

Then, I would feel like I was back to the day we first met.

That day, I was sitting in the car and saw a long-haired girl waving at me in the distance.

Her smile is so sweet and beautiful.

It was a painting that never faded.

Hidden deep in my heart.

……

I spent the last three weeks of my confinement in a state of loss.

Every day, every night, I was like a homeless man who had lost his soul, at a loss, not knowing where he was.

The separation again and again in my life, the loss after loss, has left me scarred and exhausted.

I don't know where my life is going.

I'm tired.

Really tired.

Whether it's a career or an emotion.

I'm exhausted.

For a long time, I got into the habit of walking.

Every day when it's sunny, I go out for a walk. Walking through the familiar streets, the intersections that I once walked with the confinement child, the shopping malls.

Every signpost, every signboard, and every familiar storefront can evoke my memories of confinement.

I think of the days when I went shopping with her, walked together, and painted oil paintings in the field together.

I used to feel like I was living in the most beautiful painting.

At this moment, it is already an old thing.

After the confinement left, I never moved her bedroom, and kept it in its original state, the oil paintings in the room were still arranged like that, and the magazines and objects left by the confinement were also placed in their original positions, just like when the confinement did not leave.

I don't think I'll change the layout of that room for a long time.

I don't know when it started, Xueqi also likes to play the violin, and on weekends when she has free time, she will also take out the violin left for her by the confinement period, look at the score, and play it silently on the balcony by herself.

At that time, seeing Xueqi's lonely figure, I knew that she was also missing her confinement sister.

Same with me.

The weather is getting colder, the days are getting shorter, and the nights are getting longer.

Halfway through December is fast approaching, and another year is coming to an end. As Christmas approached, a cold snap came down in the north, and the temperature plummeted.

Nowadays, it is popular to celebrate the ocean.

When Christmas arrives, walk down the street and you'll see colorful Christmas trees and red signboards with Santa Claus motifs everywhere.

And on the day before Christmas, there was a heavy snowfall. The snow was heavy and lasted for two whole days.

When the snow stopped, the whole city was covered in snow, and the streets, shop windows, sidewalks, and everywhere the eye could see, there was white snow.

It's another sunny day after a heavy snowfall. When I woke up in the morning, the bright glass windows were covered with a layer of white mist. Because the car was covered in snow and the engine was turned off, I walked to the street to buy groceries that morning. Along the way, I saw a pair of young men and women, dressed in winter clothes and wrapped in scarves, walking past me, holding hands or hugging each other, intimately talking to each other.

The laughter of youth filled my ears and brought back the most painful memories in my heart. I just felt a desolation in my heart.

Wrapped in a trench coat, I walked slowly through the vast snow, slowly towards the other end of the street, because I didn't drive, I walked slowly, step by step on the street with fine snowflakes, and finally, just as I passed a certain intersection, I stopped and stopped walking.

I stood there silently, in front of a familiar building.

Nothing seemed to have changed, just like the winter of the confinement year, the ballroom was still there, the door was still there, even the seat was still there, and through the crowded street, I seemed to see that scene again:

A young man sat in the corner of a lively ballroom, and he did not dare to look up because he was alone. He just quietly looked forward to the ** of the ball, a beautiful girl pushed the door from the outside, she was so beautiful, so charming, like a princess. She went in and walked up to the young man, smiled and said a word to him!

That sentence echoed in the young man's ears for a long time.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm late!"

The words that once gave hope and emotion to that young man will never be heard by that young man from now on.

……

……

……

"I'm sorry, I'm late. ”

A familiar voice suddenly came from behind him.

That sound shook my whole body!

At that moment, I couldn't believe my ears.

Slowly, I turned my head, and then, the whole world froze.

Yuezi, standing behind me, wearing a black tights and black sunglasses in her hand, just like when we first met, beautiful and charming, was standing in front of me, smiling at me.

Thin snowflakes are still falling.

Like fragments of memory.

That's one of the wonders of this world.

The essence of rain.

The crystallization of life.

Ashes after the sky burns.

It was also the last blessing of the heavy rain that day.

[End of Moon Shadow and Breeze]

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