Fireworks, fireworks.

Born only for that moment of brilliance blooming, even if he dies and disappears, he is willing.

There is never an undefeated firework, just like there is never an undefeated love.

An serene knows, Fan Xue knows, and Xu Wen also knows.

If the most beautiful love has to be exchanged for the deepest pain.

Well, they'll all rather.

Beautiful moments, lonely for a thousand years.

Winter came so early this year. The cold, overwhelming invasion, the air seems to have a sharp blade, and when the wind blows, it cuts people's faces.

Transparent scars are left behind, blood is brought to the foundation of fate, and pain is hidden.

The winter sun shrouded overhead, shining on the vast expanse of snow on the ground.

It reflects the bright light of the stars.

Fan Xue stood alone on the road by the river, surrounded by cars hurrying by.

Her eyes stinged as if she were about to go blind, and all the prosperity in her sight turned into intricate white shadows, falling like cherry blossoms, and dying one after another.

Standing at the intersection of the hustle and bustle of the street, everything seems to be still. The whole world fell silent.

How much Fan Xue wished, at this time, a boy wearing glasses in the crowd rushed over, patted her on the shoulder, and called her again in laughter: Sao Ren Fan.

Fan Xue, I'm back.

Two long lines of tears hung down his face. A second later, it was dried by the cold wind and water, leaving only the coldness of the face. The heart is also cool.

In the summer of this year, Xu Wen suspended school by suicide.

After that, they never saw each other.

Like, for a long, long time there will be no goodbye.

And this winter of 2016, the land of ham fell with heavy snow that has not been seen in decades.

When the wet early snow kissed the earth, Fan Xue thought of him again - Xu Wen.

Where are you now? Did you have any snow there?

You're gone, the snow is coming.

Originally, I hated winter and only liked the middle of summer.

But this winter, I like it very much, standing in the snow and opening my arms, I will think of you.

At the same moment, a huge firework rang out the window.

Fan Xue opened the window and saw fireworks in full bloom hovering overhead. Rumble and bloom, disappear again, disappear.

Beautiful moments, lonely for a thousand years.

The breeze is no longer coming.

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Looking at the serenity, Fan Xue's dry eyes were filled with damp mist.

She raised her face, and the fireworks fell into the deep blue pupils, but the tears could not fall into her heart.

Walking under the acacia flowers in the morning light, you can finally feel the indistinct coolness above your head.

The cool breeze blew, and the sound of a tsunami came and went. It's just that when she closes her eyes now, Fan Xue will think of two people, Xu Wen and Zhao Siqing.

In the morning self-study, Fan Xue still secretly worked hard to help Serenity catch up with the homework that had fallen the day before.

It seemed to be a habit, and every morning, she had a serene homework book on her desk.

Since elementary school, it has always been like this.

In the novel, Xu Wen is still Song Yushu in that decade.

Serene is still the same, whenever she is sad, he is always quietly by her side. Listen to her pour bitter water.

However, this girl he loves to the point that he can't breathe and his heart is lacking, but he will never see his love.

He emptied herself in her eyes, becoming a negligible point.

However, An Serene didn't know that every time she approached Fan Xue, a pair of sad eyes followed him behind her.

He couldn't see. It's like Fan Xue can't see his sadness.

And Li Jianfeng was still silent.

He still laughed unscrupulously, and uninhibited gathered among the boys to smoke and drink.

It's just that no one knows that she has an unspeakable wound in her heart-—— and Serenity ignores her.

I didn't even talk to him,.

Seventeen years old is on the tail in the blink of an eye, and eighteen years old is coming.

Everyone had a thorn in their chest, penetrated deeply, bleeding and tearful. All the pain is hidden in a perverse smile.

The more you laugh, the more it hurts. The more it hurts, the more heartless it laughs.

Those thoughts sprouted, but they couldn't blossom.

Those loves are deeply rooted, but they don't bear fruit.

The last class in the afternoon is physical education.

At four o'clock, the sun still experienced abundant high hanging in the sky, without the slightest intention of sinking westward.

It's as if there's a dot that holds it firmly on it.

"Zhao Siqing is out!" The PE teacher habitually ordered.

There was not a single sound in the neat procession.

They all know that Zhao Siqing's health is not good, and it is already a default thing to be out of physical education class.

The physical education teacher only symbolically asked the students to do a few exercises, and then announced the disbandment and free activities.

Ness!

The students cheerfully gestured to victory, and soon dispersed like birds and beasts.

Fan Xue quietly walked to the unmanned lawn.

It is a secluded area where the weeds grow very tall and are not pruned.

The lush green is spreading like crazy.

She sat quietly, as if she had been submerged in the depths of the raging sea.

Looking up at the bright red sun, tears of longing flowed out unscrupulously.

A second later, it was evaporated by the sunlight again. Only the remaining coldness of the cheeks remained.

"Cher, so you're here." An Serene came out of nowhere and patted her on the shoulder.

In the sun, the girl's tearful face was pale and damp, as if she was sick.

"Cher, are you not feeling well?" An Serene asked a little nervously.

At this time, Fan Xue suddenly discovered that this boy who never left her side, helped her accompany her, and was so quiet that people couldn't feel that he existed

It turned out that he had always cared about her.

And she never felt it.

Thinking of this, Fan Xue suddenly felt deep guilt and distress.

At that moment, she felt that she had never wanted to know him so strongly!

The tears couldn't be stopped, she stood up and hugged Ann tightly,

The cool breeze brings the sweet fragrance unique to the girl's body.

An Serene felt that this was the first time he really got close to Fan Xue.

Peacefully and carefully hugged the trembling girl in front of her, and seeing that she did not refuse, she gradually increased her strength.

As if he wanted to compensate her for the warmth of his whole body. After a while, Fan Xue's whimpering voice gradually became smaller.

She looked back and met the eyes that looked at her serenely. Two pairs of tearful eyes intertwine a sparkling lake.

He faced her, his face falling in the shadow of the backlight, and his bright smile flickered brightly and dimly at the junction of light and shadow, like a strange blooming flower.

Fan Xue had tears in her eyes, looking at him for ten thousand years.

"Oh, it's almost time for school. I need to pack my bags and get ready to go home. Realizing this, Fan Xue looked away as if evading, and without waiting for a serene answer, she jumped away like a deer.

The cool breeze near evening blows up the girl's long pink lattice, like cherry blossoms dancing in the sky.

An Serene suddenly felt her heartstrings tug.

It can't be calm for a long, long time.

In the middle of the night, Fan Xue was awakened by a nightmare.

It was raining heavily, and the windows were not closed, and they were swaying from side to side by the wind, making a terrible creaking sound.

Fan Xue got up and went to close the window.

Suddenly, I heard a kitten-like whimper from downstairs, blocked by a heavy rain curtain, and the sound was intermittent and indistinguishable.

Curious, she poked her head out of the window.

The dim light of the street lamps was bright and extinguished in the rain like a waterfall, and the shadow of a human figure loomed on the edge of the lowest wall.

The decadent light of Ban Ti hit her, reflecting the rain on her body, as if a faint light surrounded her, and bloomed quietly like a water lily.

Fan Xue stared at it and suddenly exclaimed.

"Oh, Gu Ting" The girl heard the voice and raised her head. Fan Xue smiled sadly but beautifully towards the window.

Such a smile fell in Fan Xue's eyes, like throwing a stone in the heart lake, rippling and rippling, and every water wave was her clear pain.

She didn't have time to close the window, so she hurriedly jumped out. Walk through the dark living room and over the stairs...... She was incredibly fast, as if she were flying on her wings.

"Gu Ting, Gu Ting, why are you here?" Fan, panting and shouting, was uncontrollable doubt in his words.

"Xue'er, hug me" As soon as Gu Ting saw Fan rushing towards her, she suddenly collapsed and begged. She was so wet from top to bottom that she couldn't tell if it was rain or tears.

Looking at this pale and thin little face, Gu Ting only felt that her heart was like being devoured by ants, and she was so uncomfortable that she couldn't hold her breath.

She hugged her softly and rested her head on her chest.

"Come back to your room with me, you're going to catch a cold like this." Fan, as he spoke, helped her to stand up, only to find that Gu Ting's eyes were red and swollen.

Fan Xue endured it and didn't ask, but the hot tears overflowed out of her eyes wantonly, ambiguously entangled with the cold rain.

Dripping into last night's dream.

The next morning, when Fan Xue got up, Gu Ting was no longer in the room. The floor of the visible human being was littered with scattered scraps of paper, like dead corpses.

The midsummer light shines through the windows and is divided into uniform rectangles. In the air, smoke, sunlight, and the smell of rain left over from last night were mixed together, blurry and ambiguously entangled into the air.

Fan Xue still easily distinguished Gu Ting's familiar taste from these mixed tastes. She walked barefoot to the window, and the lush verdant scrambled to jump into her pupils, and everything seemed to be reborn.

The under-eyes glow with a bluish glow.

In an instant, two lines of tears rolled down.

Outside the window, it was raining lightly again, and it was hazy and I couldn't see my heart clearly.

That morning, Fan Xue sent several messages to Gu Ting. After the text message was sent, she turned her phone to vibrate, held it in the palm of her hand, and waited for a reply.

Ten minutes, half an hour, an hour...... Time passed little by little, but the phone did not move as if it was dead.

At noon, she finally jumped up as if she had broken down, hurriedly put on her coat, and rushed out.

Dozens of steps, she jumped to the bottom in a few clicks, and ran into the rain at a speed of 100 meters. She didn't run far before the rain drenched her into a soup chicken, and the cold invaded her body unscrupulously, and she couldn't help but shiver.

By the time she ran to Gu Ting's house again, her whole body was already soaked.

The rain dripped from the ends of the hair, mixed with hot tears, dripping silently.

Fan Xue didn't think much about it, and walked through the heavy rain curtain in despair, dragging her heavy legs towards Gu Ting's house along the extremely familiar road.

The door was unlocked, and she easily pushed open the rusty iron door and entered the courtyard.

The smell of rain and dampness wafted in the air, and when she came to her house, the air would have a strong smell of Chinese medicine, but now it was suddenly gone.

Fan Xue felt strange, took a few breaths of air, and made sure - no, still no.

Fan Xue only felt as if a huge hole had suddenly cracked in her heart, and then, those sharp and painful fragments kept falling, dragging her heart to sink together, sinking into the ice, and even the blood was coagulated. She rushed up in two steps, and the door was almost slammed open by her body.

In the middle of the room, a fifteen-watt light bulb flickered with a dim and cold light.

On the wall in the middle hangs an enlarged photograph wrapped in a black cloth. Under the photograph is a long table with several small bowls on a white tablecloth. A few candles glowed faintly, panting like a suffocating fish.

Gu Ting turned her back to her, wrapped in a white filial piety cloth on her head, a long strip of white cloth, dragged all the way to the ground, and then entangled the vague and sad flowers from the ground.

She is the only one, lonely and flower-like. Fan Xue knew that Gu Ting's parents were both working in other places.

"Ting, grandma, grandma, she ........." As soon as Fan Xue spoke, she couldn't stop crying.

Gu Ting heard the sound, turned her head, and smiled brightly at her.

Under the light, her eyes were so bright. It's as if if you touch it lightly, you will shed tears.

"Cher, you're here. Grandma misses you so much, she always mentions you in my ear. In the past, when you came to my house, grandma was the happiest, and today you came, grandma must be very happy. Gu Ting smiled and muttered, no one cared about her incoherent speech.

Fan Xue looked at her bright and bright smile, as bright as a summer flower that bloomed to the point of erosion.

But he was so haggard.

The young heart is still immature and soft, and it can't be hurt in the slightest.

However, at this moment, Gu Ting smiled at her.