Do you know what it's like to miss someone? It's like drinking a big glass of ice water, and then it takes a long, long time to shed into tears - Feng Shuyuan,,,,,,,,,,,,

Eight years - in these eight years, I will wait here every year at this season, waiting for a back, a fragment of memory. I've been waiting for eight years, I'm waiting for an answer; The promise of a lifetime of love -

For eight years I have worked hard to stand in the most visible place in the world, and to meet in the Windy City; Wait for the promise you made. And eight years have passed, and there is no news from you, and I have tried to find you in every corner of the world, but you are like disappearing (Feng Shuyuan); I'm still waiting, in the old place

- Windy City.

Windy City, this is him-Chu Mohan

's home, once, there were their memories here - (Chu Mo Hanfeng Shuyuan),,,,,,,

Whoosh~Whoosh~~ A gust of wind blew,,, the yellowed leaves on the trees fell from (Mo Han) eyes, and he kept looking at the wind city at night, no matter how beautiful the scenery was, he couldn't see the smile on (Mo Han)'s face, maybe even he didn't know how long he hadn't laughed, maybe he laughed, but he didn't remember? Maybe even himself!

- Since (Feng Shuyuan) left the Windy City for the United States, (Mo Han) Maybe!

Remembering her smile in the fragments, Mo Han's smile promised the ,,,,,,!

Eight years ago, in the quiet summer, the girl walking under the shade of the tree stepping on the leaves did not usually have a smile on her face; The two of them walked quietly like this...... Walking...... It was so quiet that you could only hear the sound of stepping on the leaves, up to the edge of the bench; Sit quietly and watch the sunset......

And now, alone, still here, the benches are still there; In summer, it's still quiet! But the past is like the wind, and things are not people.

Looking at the changes in the Windy City in the past eight years, the night is still quiet, but it has become more bustling and busy! and eight years ago; It seems strange, I am not a stranger at the moment, I am more familiar with this place; Windy City――――

In fact, there are only a few fragments of the Windy City in my memory, in the old place in (Mo Han)'s heart, that street - the old West Exit;

The old trees are still so verdant; a river; Still clear, the benches by the river, that is; (Mo Han has to wait for the old place where that person used to be, Windy City.)

Wait here, wait here - with eight years of youth!

,,,,,,,, straight and handsome back seemed silent, and his eyes did not fluctuate, as if he had been hollowed out; (Mo Han) stood for an evening; Windy City at night. There is only the back in the eyes of the Windy City before leaving!

Over here; Chaoyang Basketball Stadium, the clearest of the fragments; Ponytail girl. The last to leave, here; In the end, it's just a back.

Recalling eight years ago today, the ponytail girl who stood on the side of the basketball court and shouted hoarsely and cheered (Feng Shuyuan), it was a game, Windy City holds a basketball game at this time every year, (and Mo Han) is a 27-person player, the core, he is also a high school student, today 27-person competition, winning is the champion, losing; It's what (Mo Han) doesn't want to see, because it's the last gift he wants to give the girl parting—victory. [em]e257361[/em]

,,,,,,,,,,, the last moments of today's game -

Entered, beautiful three points; It's him again, our Windy City Roses: the narrator said this, looking very excited,

The fans were cheering and cheering for their Windy City Rose and his team; Crazy shouting his name ---- Chu Mohan ~~ Chu Mohan ,,,

Looking at Mo Han on the court, he fell again and again, got injured, and got up again and again.

,,,,,, opponent is very strong, the game has been anxious, but he is so strong, he doesn't want to lose, let alone lose. I've been working hard and persevering until the end of the game. Finally, at the last moment, won

Silently shed tears; Didn't wipe the tears!

Turn around; It's almost time, and it's time to go

Disappear into the crowd......

Instead of the joy of victory, but looking to the sidelines, as if searching? Earnestly said that he was looking for Feng Shuyuan

But you can't find it? What about people~~ What about people? ，，，

Don't think about it, squeeze out of the crowd, run away, and stop a taxi at the door of the basketball stadium; Master to the airport, to hurry-

Running on the basketball court and not giving up - the most beautiful Windy City Rose (Chu Mohan), he blooms on the basketball court for the people he likes. For whom the flowers bloom;

The red Windy City roses on the basketball court - bright flowers bloom~~~ Fengshu Garden

- The boy in the red jersey No. 3, the girl on the side of the pitch who was screaming hoarsely. People know; Mo Han gave it to Feng Shuyuan,,,,,,

Actually, the girl doesn't like basketball, she likes the piano. The elegant figure when talking about the piano is still stuck in the memory.

But all the time, she; Willing to accompany! He;

- On the night of a meteor shower;

Feng Shuyuan -- I'm out of here.

What the? Get out of here? Can't believe your ears are hearing wrong?

Well; Go to America!

Is Windy City bad? No, just going to college

Windy City doesn't have a university? Ay!

Both were silent

After a while......

When to go? How long to go?

I don't know ,,, the ticket for eight o'clock tomorrow night, and I don't know how long I will go!

Listen to her uncertain words.

Suddenly look up; but looked at the eyes that longed to be forgiven; Didn't know what to say, silence

I'm going to play tomorrow and play for me

，

Well......

Again, in a faint tone; Silent, not knowing what to say, sitting on the bench all the time! Until dawn

Maybe neither of them needs to speak,

It seems pale and powerless, and silence is also a kind of acceptance, a kind of goodbye,,,

Today; (Mo Han) kept telling herself to win, because her tears told her that she wanted to win, the same; Because it was also the last basketball game I played for her, and for the ponytail girl who had tears on the side of the basketball court.

Tears pierced the heart, and the sweat that fell melted in

Eye; Get more bitter!

(Feng Shuhan) -- looking at (Mo Han) on the basketball court; I cried, and my voice was trembling~oh~oh~oh~

The comfort before parting, - the tears of two people,

Leave; She's getting out of here! She loves Windy City. Here are the people she loves, her friends, and the future she promises when the meteor shower comes!

――――In the clover field, I promised to find the four-leaf clover lucky to guard

to the United States; As for when to come back? Maybe three years or maybe ten years, the trip has no time for a quarter of an hour to set an alarm to remind yourself when to come back here -- the old place.

Departure now; Or maybe it's just the beginning.

At the airport, Feng Shuyuan stood in place, looked at the people around him, and did not find Chu Mohan

Breathe a sigh of relief, Fauber let's go!

Okay, big lady......

Has the master arrived? It's coming, it's coming

How far is it going? Just in front, I looked at the front and sure enough, I saw the airport

Come, the master gives you money, parking

Uh, I'm still looking for your money? No one, no money

Running all the way to the airport, looking around but not finding the ponytail girl. Just when I was desperate, when I walked to the security door, I saw it, but it was just the last back......

Tonight's ticket; Away, the last back,

It seems to be near and far away, turning into black dots until it disappears. ，，，，，，，，，，，

Eight years ago; Shu Yuan chased after (Mo Han) every day, quietly following him, inseparable; It's like,,,

Mo Han -- maybe because of her s, her second, naïve, bold. (Mo Han) and fell in love with her laughter, kindness, her dependence,,,, her obscurity......

(Mo Han) walked on Xuanxiao Street, constantly reminiscing, walking and walking,,, saw the familiar places one by one, and burst into tears,,,,

In fact, life is pretty good now; Eat, sleep, go to work and that's it - live in the moment! But waiting for someone, waiting; Want an answer and a reason not to want to come back for eight years?

Who has ever really lived in the moment?

Every moment we use is consumed between the past and the future, always thinking about what has happened and what happened yesterday, or thinking about what has not happened tomorrow and the future.

That's how people live, and if there is a moment when you can really live in the moment, maybe you will be quiet. At the moment, it has always been so far away.

Maybe I knew the answer eight years ago, but I don't want to believe it, because of love, I loved a once, I believed in her; Feng Shuyuan will come back---, by my side...... When love reaches the depths, the heart will never grow old. It is only youth and age that have passed; looks