The fishermen didn't know where the fish were before they went out to sea, but they chose to set off anyway, because they believed that they would return with a full load, just like I wasn't sure if I was going in the right direction, and I just wanted to go farther.

Loneliness is not in the mountains, not in the room, not in the night when no one is around, but in the noisy street.

Walking on the road will suddenly collapse, but it does not prevent us from going to see the sunset, blowing the wind, it will pass.

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When the plum falls in the south of the Yangtze River, the rainy season is reached.

The sweetness of the plum soaked into the air, mixed with the falling raindrops, and hit me little by little, her silly girl always said that it was not bad to get drenched in the rain, but what a silly girl.

But it's true that it's not bad to get drenched in the rain.

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When I left her, I was urging May, and that's when I came to Gangnam.

It just so happened that my friend went abroad, and his house belonged to me. The location of his house is very remote, and it is also my heart.

It's not so much a home as a place to stay.

My friend is the child of the owner of the plum orchard.

The house is located right in the depths of Merlin.

Push open the window Yu can come across the plum tree, but just now in June Mei Yu is not very ripe, a little astringent.

However, picking a few plums and warming a bowl of wine is also a unique flavor.

It's just the beginning of June, but even seeing the sun is a luxury.

Crush the plums and put them in the wine that has just been warmed, the sourness of the plums and the hotness of the wine blend with each other, and the entrance is soft and fragrant.

I picked up the wine, took some plum blossom cakes, and went to the courtyard. The small stone table on the right side of the courtyard is just under the plum tree, just enough to block the drizzle.

I sat down and looked at the scenery around me.

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My friends don't understand why I yearn for life in the south so much, as my ancestors have lived in the north, but I seem to be fascinated by the humid and fresh climate of the south, and I am greedy for the ink-like landscape.

The rain blew on me and was a little cool.

I set a few glasses of wine, and the wine went into my stomach, and my body was cold

It seems to be a lot weaker.

"You promised me not to drink."

Girl?!

Her voice seemed to come from behind me, and I turned away, but there was nothing behind me.

"Yes, how can she I leave her still around?"

I lifted my wine and dried it in one gulp.

"The wine is cold....... The wine is cold. "For some reason, my voice was a little choked.

For a long time, I stroked my face, and it was wet.

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"It's raining so hard?" I lost my mind and stood up on the stone table.

"It's a little strong." I staggered back into the house.

When the rain stopped, I sat on the couch and fell asleep.

The wind blew in through the door that was not closed, and the paper on the table rattled, and the word brain cancer on the paper was particularly glaring.

I had a dream, it was long, long, and I forgot what I dreamed about, and I only heard her crying.

"That silly girl, how can you cry?" I rubbed my temples and sat up.

There is no one around, "It's good that the silly girl didn't cry." ”

I covered my pinprick-like head and relieved myself, covered in cold sweat after the pain.

"Silly girl, how can I let you see that you are so stupid, you will definitely cry with worry, right?"

Thinking of that girl, my pain was reduced a lot.

"Ah, my body is all limp. Damn it. I cursed, Yong sat on the sofa, in order to stay awake, I grabbed a few plums from the tea and stuffed them into my mouth, sour and astringent, sure enough, they were still not ripe, but they were indeed sober.

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After a long time, my body gained a little strength, I got up, grabbed the medicine on the coffee table and swallowed it.

I changed my clothes and held up an umbrella.

And he went out of the house.

The rain fell again, and the slightly reddish plums were stained with the rain, and they looked shiny.

It's like a small lantern.

"Anyone?" There seemed to be someone in front of the garden.

I hoisted up my umbrella and walked over.

"Yes, what's the matter?"

"I want to buy some Mei Yu for my mother."

"Why don't you buy plums at this time? It's not ripe yet. ”

I looked at the three people in front of me, and the couple was leading a cute little girl.

The girl's eyes flashed and looked at me, not afraid of the living.

"Haha, it's okay, I don't like this rainy season, I went to the north to play in the past two days, my mother also makes wine, and I don't eat much."

"Okay, then come in." I brought the three of them in.

He picked up a basket and motioned for them to carry one as well.

The three of them followed me with a smile and a smile.

"Let's take it with us on the way. This little brother picked some for our mother. The man said with a smile.

I packed the plums for them and looked up at the gray sky.

"It looks like this rain will come a little later." The three of them said goodbye to me and left.

The view was a little blurry, and I hurried back to the house.

"What's going on? Caught a cold in the rain yesterday? ”

I looked for cold medicine, "Well, no, forget it, it doesn't matter, go to sleep." ”

Back in the bedroom, to the bed deep sleep.

In a daze, she seemed to return to her side, blaming me for not preparing cold medicine, blaming me for drinking, and blaming me for not changing my clothes when they were wet.

I knew it was a dream, but I didn't want to wake up.

I was woken up by a ringing phone.

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"Hello?"

"It's a little white, there's good news for you."

"Hurry?"

"Yes, your brain cancer is a misdiagnosis, although there are some problems in the head, but it does not constitute cancer, but it is a nerve problem."

"So Dr. Shin, I'm okay? I'm fine??! ”

I don't know when the phone hung up. I sank in Dr. Shen's words, I'm fine, it's not a dream, I'm really making trouble.

I picked up my phone and prepared to dial the girl's number, ready to tell her that I was okay and that I could accompany her.

At the last moment, I put down my phone, such good news, I must say it to my face.

I calmed down, changed into my modest clothes, and held my umbrella.

"I'm leaving, let's take a look."

Today's wind is not so cold, and the rain hitting the umbrella is as gentle as a caressing.

The flowers in the lotus pond are sticking to the raindrops, and they look more and more delicate, and for some reason the closer I get to the puffy flower pond, the faster my heart beats, maybe I miss her.

I stood by the pool and looked at the fluffy flowers in the distance, and remembered the poem that the silly girl once said: The lotus flowers in the south of the Yangtze River bloom, and the red flowers cover the blue water. The color is the same, and the lotus root is the same.

I smiled unconsciously, girl, I'm coming back.

There was a figure among the flowers, like the silly girl. She's looking at me, she is! She's my silly girl.

I didn't care about the umbrella, so I dropped it and ran towards her, rubbing her head uncontrollably.

Hold her in your arms. She asked me why I didn't have an umbrella, and I followed her example, smiled and said, "It's not bad to get drenched in the rain." ”

I hugged her like this and whispered, "I miss you so much." ”

Indeed, I really, miss you so much.

The plum is still ripe.

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