In the morning light, the morning light is warm and fresh and natural.

Whenever a touch of sunlight shines on the windowsill, he holds the gift of nature with both hands. Savor the perfection of the sun and feel that the sun is so beautiful.

Hou Xue was like this, lying quietly on the garden, enjoying the warmth brought by the morning sun. In the current season, there are no petals flying in the sky, only green grass that has just poked its head out.

Unfortunately, these views are not important to her. She was born with the help of getting used to the dark. At birth, she was blind.

Who would have thought that such a fairy-like person would get this kind of injustice. She is beautiful, but she can't see the beautiful world. The morning light is her only bit of warmth.

Not far away, under the big banyan tree, a swing is stationary, and when the wind blows, it gently sways with the wind.

This swing, this meadow, this is her and the teenager's memory. However, the swing can no longer be pushed, and now, after all, it is impossible to go back to the way it used to be.

The morning light faded, and Hou Xue woke up like a dream, and reached out to find the guide stick on the side, and walked towards home step by step.

The villa in the morning also gives people an unusually leisurely feeling.

In the morning, there is always such a picture, a young girl sitting on the terrace reading a book, and a teenager doing housework indignantly.

Xiyu's heart is bright, and in this world where the scenery is infinitely good, I don't want to be happy at all.

The sudden hint of the book broke the good time of enjoying the rain.

With a flash of light, the girl on the terrace was gone.

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"Hello, my name is Shioyu. Xiyu saw the deceased and simply but skillfully took on his job: "I am an angel, yes, the kind that will take you to heaven." ”

"Oh, okay. Let's go. The young man looked at Xiyu and said with a smile, "Please take me away." ”

At this time, Xiyu couldn't understand the actions of the young man in front of him. She had seen too many infinite nostalgia for life, and this young man's composure and downsizing about life and death was the first among all.

"Do you have any unfulfilled wishes? Tell me, maybe I can help you!"

After going through so many things, Xiyu has become very aware of the warmth and cold, and she smiled at the young man: "This is as a reward for your active good deeds in life." ”

"Then you're up for you. The young man bowed slightly: "Please take me to a place." ”

Inside the villa, Xiyu was sitting across from the boy, quietly listening to him tell his story.

The boy's name is An Ning. Congenital heart disease was detected at an early age. His parents, out of respect for Anning, also told him about it early.

He was unlucky. But when God closes a door, he will inevitably open a window for him. Even if the window is only very small.

An Ning felt that it was enough for him to meet Houxue in this life. Houxue is the window that God has opened for him.

The two have known each other for 15 years. In that garden, although when they first arrived, none of them spoke.

Hou Xue felt the temperature of the morning light, and An Ning gradually watched her. Gradually, the tranquility seemed to be sucked, and every day I longed to see the arrival of the snow.

He found that as long as the weather was clear, the snow would arrive here on time. And he, too, gradually approached the garden.

After a long time, Hou Xue also knew about the existence of such a person. He finally mustered up his courage and said timidly: "Snow." I want to take you to have fun. ”

Facing Hou Xue's doubtful appearance, this made An Ning strengthen his confidence.

The hanging swing was completed by An Ning herself. He made it very delicately, because he wanted Houxue to experience the swing and experience new sensations.

The swing flies, and the snow swings lightly. And An Ning tirelessly pushes the swing for her. Over time, with the help of An Ning, Houxue gradually fell in love with swinging.

She also gradually developed a crush on this boy.

An Ning has taken the initiative to send her home many times. She also relied on her own efforts to gather bouquets of flowers for peace when they met in the morning.

Time flies, how many years have passed, and An Ning told Hou Xue about his condition.

"I'm sorry. Hou Xue suddenly felt guilty and said: "I thought that I was the most unfortunate person in the world." An An, since you are so sick. Why are you trying to take care of me?"

"Because I'm happy!" An peaceful laughter broke the sadness that enveloped the two: "Although my time is not long, as long as I am with you, it is my happiest day." Houxue blushed, and after a long time, she begged for peace and let her play on the swing again.

The swing stopped swinging, and the boy never came again.

The girl was unwilling, she didn't give up. She came and waited for him every morning, no matter the wind or rain, the cold or the heat, she arrived here on time, to the place of memory. But the boy never appeared.

An Ning's condition had begun to deteriorate, and in the face of his parents' tears, he lay on the hospital bed and smiled, reminding his parents to be strong.

On a stormy morning, An Ning was gone. After that, the snow was still in the garden, and I don't know how many times I was drenched in the rain and almost passed out.

"Well, is this wish okay?" the young man smiled flatly, and Xiyu smiled as well.

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The morning light slowly opened the curtain, and it was another gorgeous and colorful morning, and the morning light came to the world with freshness.

Step by step, the sound of the guide cane sounded rhythmically, and Hou Xue sat quietly on the swing, nostalgic for the past and waiting for the future.

Another breeze blowing. The swing seems to move.

Hou Xue was surprised that she was actually swinging. She felt his familiar aura.

"An An, is it really you?" Hou Xue asked cautiously, and then, she heard a voice that she hadn't seen for a long time: "Xue, I'm back." ”

Out of a contribution, Mo Yan temporarily lent his body to An Ning's soul.

The two stayed from dawn to sunset.

"The light of the morning sun is very warm, and so is the light of the sunset!" Hou Xue was happy like a child, experiencing a reunion, and Hou Xue was no longer nervous. She had confirmed her thoughts.

She excitedly said to An Ning, "Until why do I like to play on swings?" An Ning smiled and shook her head.

"Because, no matter how far I fly, I will come back to you. At sunset, the two just hugged each other. In this life, there will be no day to see each other again.

"It's time for me to go. An Ning didn't want Hou Xue to be sad, and tried to keep herself happy: "I hope I can be your eyes." ”

"An An, thank you. Hou Xue snuggled in his arms: "Originally, I was very eager for light, eager to see the colors of the world. But...... I, I don't want to see a world without you. So, the best thing to do, just let it stay where it is. ”

The rising sun rises. There were no blind girls in the garden, no lively teenagers, only a swing, swinging in the wind.