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It was five years ago, and we had just met during the summer vacation of sixth grade. The first time I was introduced to someone else, I was looking forward to it. The boy he didn't know was standing under the sign next to the station, and the noise on the highway seemed to be completely out of his place, just hanging his head and waiting at the agreed place.

People would just think it was a little boy who didn't attract attention, but when my eyes were on him, it was a teenager who was different from others, and I felt this way at first sight.

It was as if the two of us were left with this strange feeling under the heat wave, like a picture-like moment.

Yes, at least for the rest of my memory, the memories of that day are like a comic opening scene, or like some kind of movie. Whenever I reminisce about the past, I savor it again, the conversation between a girl who had just turned twelve and a teenager who was about the same height as herself.

"My name is Lin Yuyu, can I be your friend in the future." I stretched out my palm.

"I, I'm Paulownia, huh...... Well, okay, okay, are you also Shang Wen's friend. "The shyness shown by the resistance of the first time he saw me was something he couldn't hide, how uncomfortable he looked, although I didn't like boys too timidly, but from that day on, I wanted to try to change him, change the boy I met for the first time.

"I'm out and I'll be back at lunchtime." One day in the summer, I ran out the door with my satchel on my back.

"Don't run far, come back quickly." My mother followed me all the way to the door.

In the afternoon, I made an appointment to go to the park together, and I heard that there will be big white birds that will fly to the lake to enjoy the shade, so I must go to see them, and maybe I can touch their feathers. My pace is the same as my cheerful mood. Children are always so childlike and childish, full of curiosity about all new things.

"I've kept you waiting, I'm here." Kiriki ran over panting.

"Let's go, let's go to the park and catch the big bird." Li Shangwen raised his two small hands to the sky and said excitedly.

"Stupid, I'm not going to let you catch it." I slapped Li Shangwen's head heavily with my hand.

"Violent girl, you don't have a boy like this in the future."

"Long-winded, I want you to take care of it."

......

"Do you think anyone wants to extinguish the sun?" Shang Wen popped up this strange question on the path.

"Why do you say that?" I'm free to chim.

"We all need it when it's cold, we don't want it in the hot summer, the flowers that bloom on the roadside need it, the earthworms that stay underground don't need it, but without sunlight there is no rain, and without rain life will wither." Kiulownia said as if he were giving a speech.

"And what kind of weather do you like?" I looked at him and asked.

"I love rainy days, I like to hear every sound in the rain, it's like a changing piano sonata, but if you feel it with your heart, it's wonderful." Kiriki couldn't help but say these things that I didn't understand at the time, but I also began to look forward to the rainy day, and what the rainy day was like in the mouth of this special boy who seemed to me to be different from everyone else, and those words filled me with anticipation that I had never paid attention to.

Yes, now, maybe in the future, I can like rainy days as much as you, I want to experience the world you experience, I want to be able to enter your heart.

——

Of course, the three of us have spent time and time together, and I can keep an eye on you from middle school to high school. I'm glad to peek at you not far from your seat, I know that your favorite color is blue, I like light shades of blue, all kinds of blue pens, blue pencil cases, blue socks, I wonder if the pupils in your eyes will all turn blue if this continues.

I'm really not used to talking to you in the time period when it's just you and me, and of course you don't like to talk about life, and you're always buried in reading books, either textbooks or other extracurricular books. You don't have any friends in this class other than me, do you?

Eh, my eyes met him, no, no, no, no, I pretended to look at the scenery outside the window, and covered my face with a book. Oh, it's hard, don't think I'm peeking at you. The continuous heat emitted by the body is a warning.

As soon as school ended, we walked together on the way home. At that time, we would share what we had learned from books and television outside of the classroom, and you would talk about why the seasons change, how water molecules in the atmosphere come together to form precipitation, and the stars we see are not even the same, and the light from the nearest sun will be delayed by eight minutes. I remember all of that. The knowledge you gave me is much more interesting than the textbook.

"Rumor has it that December 22 is the last day on Earth."

"What does that mean?"

"That means it's the end of the world at 12 noon."

Oh my God, I still have a lot of wishes that haven't been fulfilled. I never doubted what you said, so I naively counted the days, and counted each day with trepidation.

Ah, it's 12 o'clock, and nothing happens. The houses were still the same houses, the cars were still the same cars, the poles hadn't moved, and I stood outside the door and watched the same thing. It turns out that what he said is not all accurate, and it caused me to make a false alarm. But it seems to me that anything that comes out of his young voice becomes cute, important, and convincing, and that doesn't change.

——

Since I fainted at home, everything has changed, and I have to go to the hospital for regular check-ups every once in a while, and at first my parents said that I had low blood sugar and that I would get better as long as I took good care of myself. As the number of faints increases, sometimes something strange happens at school.

I can't let people know, let alone let this kind of thing get his attention. A person quietly walked out of the school with a fake note, and closed his eyes in peace of mind when he leaned on the back seat of the car where the parents came to pick me up. From what I learned about the tragic experience of Paulownia as a child, I wondered how such a trivial matter was worth worrying about. So be strong, be a little stronger, it's not a big deal, right, that's the confidence you give me, even if you don't know anything right now.

In fact, I can feel the changes in my physical condition, and the things that my parents are more worried about day by day can clearly see it in their sleep, even if they don't tell me, I think it's already obvious. Miraculously, my condition is slowly improving, and I can listen to you share things on the way out of school that seem very important to me, how happy I am, I feel that you are not so far away in front of me.

Although I am more intimate with Li Shangwen in the eyes of others, although my behavior is not a lady at all, although I have never been able to see through you, but I have always looked at you, as far as I can see, and I will always be like this in the future.

Now, my crush, Kiriki-san, is almost five years old, but I'm still at a loss.

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It started to rain early this morning, and I knelt on the tatami mat on the balcony and watched the irregular rain fall, imagining what it would be like in his eyes.

Emergency notice, today the city will usher in heavy precipitation, is expected to appear in many places in a short period of time more than 40 cm of water, now the city's various areas will immediately close the relevant sections of traffic, ask the public not to go out at will, actively cooperate with the work of the relevant departments, close the doors and windows, avoid the rain, and emphasize again......!

I don't know why there is an indescribable throbbing in your heart, you should be hiding at home and watching the rain fall, this different rainy day will be especially special in your eyes.

Tried to dial his number, but there was no response. One minute, two minutes, three minutes. What are you doing, don't answer my phone.

"Hey, do you know what Kiulowni is doing now, no one answered his call just now."

"I didn't reply to his message, wait until I'm calling him."

"It's raining so hard, tell him not to come out, and, and..."

"How old are you, what else do you have to worry about?"

Beep, I hung up, you must be doing something else to distract you now, I was worried for a moment and gave up. Eating the delicious cake made by my mother, the sense of well-being centered on the sense of taste extinguished my worries.

On the first day of school, you're sitting in your seat, so the worries don't matter.

"Ah, good morning!" I walked up and said hello.

“Hi!” The voice behind me startled me.

"I said, you're suddenly running behind someone else." I was annoyed by someone who suddenly interrupted my greeting.

"Haha, good morning, why did you two quarrel again as soon as you met."

"Have you eaten ** today, why are you so fierce."

"You have to take care of it!" I ran away in a hurry.

"Hey, hey, wake up, wake up, they're all asleep after school."

I was woken up in a daze, "Oh, Li Shangwen, are you out of school, you go and call Tongmu first, I'll pack my schoolbag." ”

"He's gone." Shangwen sat down at the table and said what I thought was bad news.

"Ah, wouldn't he, he go first?"

"Well, he said let me wait for you who are still sleeping, and then I left first."

On that road, which has been walked countless times, it seems that I have seen the footprints he left behind.

"Do you say that he has a girlfriend, he has been weird lately, and he doesn't go with us, and he doesn't come out on weekends." It was as if he was deliberately speaking to me.

"How is that possible!" I couldn't help but scream in surprise when I said this. Then he ran away red-faced.

Thinking about it carefully, he actually slept on the table for the first time in his favorite English class during the day, and he was absent-minded all day, not at all like the hard-working paulownia wood before.

Could it be that he was dumped? Impossible, impossible, impossible, how could he not tell me about such an important thing as falling in love, even if there are many girls in the class who have a crush on him, but aren't we the only friends who can get along. Yes, definitely.

Now I just feel that the faint outline of the relationship between us has become looming, and I can't just give up on the person in front of me.

After a short time, he was back to normal, and on the way home with him, he tentatively made fun of him, and his knowing smile still made me happy.

"I'm going to have rice balls and corn juice last time for breakfast."

"Okay."

"Also, and me, and so do I."

"Well, I know, I won't forget it."

What a gentle voice, sure enough, the familiar you are back!

——

"Xiao Yu, Xiao Yu, you're awake."

When I opened my eyes, I saw my mother's face, and I was still tidying up the bookcase in my room at home, but now I was lying on the damn hospital bed again, and the potion flowed coldly from the pinhole into the veins on the back of my hand, so cold, so cold, so cold.

On the day I was discharged from the hospital, I smelled something wrong while sitting in the back seat of the car, the unnatural stiff expression on my parents' faces, and the corners of my mouth twitched unconsciously.

The awkward atmosphere continued, and the atmosphere below zero continued. In the evening, I saw my mother hiding on the balcony and crying.

"Can you tell me what's going on?"

"No, no, it's just that your mom isn't going well at work." My father tried desperately to distract me.

"Don't lie to me anymore, I already knew it, why don't you tell me, I've always understood." I don't understand how I said it at the time.

However, the father in front of me, who had never been defeated, hugged me for the first time in the night and cried.

I see, the doctor said that my condition would allow me to live for another year at most, has it deteriorated to this extent?

What I like, what I hate, what I worship, these things that I decide for myself will not matter after I die? There will always be an end to life, so why be timid and sigh because of this.

I thought about it, I must confess to you tomorrow, wait for me.

Be natural, be more natural, put on the latest school uniform, and pretend to be calm even if your heart is beating, but you just don't leave yourself with regrets. You must be cautious, you must be cautious to say it, and let him see a dignified and beautiful girl confessing. That night I couldn't sleep.

Clean up in front of the dresser early, this hairpin is too long, and that one is not too age-appropriate, okay be simple, just this one. Then put on a light pink lipstick, and the most regrettable thing is that you can only wear your school uniform during school, well-you should be fine.

Walking along the road, I played out all the conceivable plots, scenes, and conversations between the characters in my mind over and over again, and after taking a quick deep breath at the door of the classroom, I stepped in as if nothing happened.

Well, there weren't a few people in the empty classroom yet, maybe I came too early.

Time ticked by, and he was not seen among the classmates who came in one after another.

"Is it okay to have cheong fun for breakfast today?" Kiulowni's tone was unhurried, and his words were clear and calm.

"Of course, anything." I'm a bit of a linguistic confusion.

"Why didn't you come to school yesterday?" During recess, he walked over to my desk. The light in my eyes full of concern was considered gentle and attractive no matter how many times I looked at it, and now I seemed to have fallen into a fateful love.

The fly in the ointment is that the annoying third party always breaks the hard-won good atmosphere again and again, calm, calm, or messed up. Isn't it supposed to be me who smells like a woman today, hey, it's annoying.

The right opportunity and the right time period have not appeared, and the corner of his eye still follows him.

It's out of school, okay, if you don't hurry up, it's over again. How can I feel my heart without being obtrusive, there may not be a way to get the best of both worlds.

Finally I spoke, I wanted to take him to climb the mountain, and then use this as an opportunity to fulfill my heart's wish.

No matter what, if you don't speak, you will agree, grab his hand and run wantonly, the soft palm, the slender palm was grasped by me, and now I am excited to fly, and at this moment, I seem to be completely connected with the world.

"Didn't they all say they wouldn't follow, and in the end they didn't chase after me like a puppy."

"I'm here to protect Kiulownia, who knows what you're pulling him here for."

"Cut, the dog can't spit out ivory from his mouth."

What are you doing now, walking out of the pavilion alone, stopping and looking at it from afar, thinking about something, facing something.

Tsk, I've obviously thought about confessing here, but I can't do it, I can't do it, I really can't do it. Obviously, I have walked behind him, what are I afraid of, yes, I am afraid, I am afraid that you will turn me away in front of me, I am afraid that you will see it as a joke, but I am also more afraid that I will never hear you call me again in the near future.

If you like the wisteria in the secret realm, then I will try to get closer, and if you like the hidden lake, then I will try to get closer, if you like ......

Well, if you really can't say it, then make you feel it with action.

Oops, I'm tired, I can't walk, my foot is sprained, you have to be responsible for me, I want you to send me home. For the first time, I said something that didn't seem to match me, and I didn't know what it was like.

The moment he carried me, it was firm, calm, and gentle. You're just not good at words, right, that's all, you also hide your love in your heart like me, right, it's just deep, deep. I'll admit that I'm a little whimsical right now.

The dim light that shone from the side of the road shone on his sweat-soaked body. I could see the lines of his body through the neckline of his collar, and my heart was beating wildly. Can he feel it, feel my heart beating fast and violently.

It's true that the person being carried is me, so why has my body become so heavy, at this moment, as long as I want to, I can sleep comfortably at any time.

Then we'll go, see you tomorrow. As he was leaving, he wiped the sweat from his forehead and said to me. Isn't tomorrow the weekend, why do you still want to come and see me? I thought to myself. After seeing them know that they were completely gone, I went and pushed the door open.

"Why are you only coming back now, oh my God, there is so much sweat on my body, the girl's family should go take a shower." My mother repried me and said.

Getting into the bathtub, I soaked myself in hot water, and saw the red finger prints left by him when he carried me on the inner thighs, and now my heart is as warm as my body. The deep touch, the farewell at the time of parting, what has just happened is already vivid in my eyes and lingers in my ears. When I think about it, my heart is pounding again, and now I must be on fire again. Kiriki-san, is it true that I care about me?

The words of self-talk echoed in the empty bathroom, and the steam mixed with hot water diffused. Savor a colorful day and indulge in sweet fantasies.

——

"Good morning." I went up to say hello and was still embarrassed to remember what happened last week.

"Good morning." He smiled in response.

A good day starts with a greeting.

"Hey, let me tell you, it's said that tonight's moon is a supermoon, the kind that is different from the previous full moons." On the way home from school, I recounted the news I had swiped on my phone last night as usual.

"Yes, yes, I also know, when I go back, when the moon comes out, I will take a picture with my mobile phone."

"Anyway, do you have any ideas for paulownia?"

"Well, not really."

"Do you have any plans to come with me to see the moon that night?"

"Not yet, not ......," he whined.

"Okay, I see, if you don't want to, forget it." I turned my head and pretended not to care.

"Okay, I promise you."

"Really!" My heart was more excited than I let out an exclamation.

"Wait until I'll send you a message in the evening." I ran away like a fish in water.

From the past to the present, all the points in time, all the blank spaces, mark the beginning of every story, so whether the last experience of my life will start tonight, I have a hard time.

I texted him after 7:05: Wait for you at the school station, don't let me pigeon.

The cool wind blowing in the evening was quite cold, so I knew that I would add a jacket when I came out.

Along the way, there is no night atmosphere at all, the city is illuminated by all kinds of interlaced beams, shopping streets, shopping malls are all full of people, but unfortunately now you can no longer see the night sky of the stars and the moon that you can only see when you were a child, instead of the dotted electric lights scattered everywhere.

"Hey, why are you already here?" As soon as I crossed the street, I saw him walking in full armor.

"Maybe it's because my home is relatively close, and the moon has crawled out tonight, and it's round."

"Let's take a walk, I've heard that the shopkeepers of the snack street that was emptied before have all moved back now."

"Really, that's a treasure place."

"Let's go get something to eat."

"I remember the way around the flyover was a little closer." He said to me.

"Of course I do." I replied aloud.

"I said, have you ever counted how many people you can meet in a day?" On the way, I started a conversation.

"Not really, why bother." He looked puzzled.

"If you pass by 1,000 people every day, the probability of meeting one in your life is not 0.5%."

"That's a magical set of data."

"If you are lucky enough to know 3,000 people in your lifetime, then the probability of one person knowing each other is 5 in 1,000." I said to myself, not realizing that there was no one around. "And if you like someone within the range of options, the probability is 1 in 1,000."

"Hey, people, it's not lost." When I stepped into the snack street, I found that I couldn't find his shadow, and he didn't hear what I tried my best to say? I stopped at the door of a bookstore and was overwhelmed, just unlocking my phone and yelling at him.

"I'm back, na, this for you." As he spoke, he handed me something that looked like a lollipop.

"How can anyone deliberately run away just to buy me a piece of candy." I'm still depressed about his sudden departure without saying a word.

"Try it, it's only available in the candy house here."

The bag was torn open, and the lollipop-like chocolate was strung with a green stick. It does taste like ordinary chocolate, and it is easy to bite into a little bit, and it is like a raw texture when you put it in your mouth and chew it slowly, and you can eat crushed peanuts even if it is not sweet, and the round candy that reveals the taste of milk is encased in it when you bite into the periphery.

To be honest, I'm not addicted to the taste of these snacks, so they don't appeal to my tastes, probably because I don't like chocolate very much.

"How does it taste?"

"Not bad." This is already my highest rating.

"That green stick is also edible, it's made of syrup."

"Yes, yes, yes, very sweet candy."

As he spoke, the moon became bigger and rounder than before, and the supermoon was as beautiful as the rumors, and the stage without stars would not lose its color, and it was still charming.

Everyone took out their mobile phones to record the video, and even the waiters and owners of the shops that were open came to join in the fun. Yes, every day will be a surprise, and humans will be fascinated by new things.

Walking to the periphery of an artificial lake, there are not many people, quiet but there are still a few romantic couples hugging and kissing each other in such a remote place, we turn a blind eye to find a more suitable place.

Sit on the outer lawn above the rest and watch the moon.

"It's rare that it's just the two of us today, so why don't you do something." I was sitting on a little prick lawn.

"Huh?" He dodged my gaze with an unnatural expression.

"What are you thinking, I want you to take a picture for me." I got up from the ground and struck first. The wind at night really made me uncomfortable, I knew I wouldn't wear this kind of off-the-shoulder dress, didn't you see that I was shivering, shouldn't I put my coat on my body now, I really don't understand anything. I thought depressedly.

"Okay, okay, then stand here and help you take pictures, lend me my phone." His eyes haven't looked in my direction until now.

"Don't, just take pictures with your phone, take a few more photos, and take a better look." I walked forward in the dust, and then took a stiff pose for the photo.

One-two-three, one-two-three.

Well, take a look.

"These are not bad, the people and the moon have been found, it's like I'm holding the moon with my hand, it's so-so."

"I'll send it to you when I've chosen."

"This one, this one, and this one, this one doesn't want to make me so bloated." I flipped through the photos I had just taken on his phone, intending to use the beautification function to make the pictures P's happy.

The moon in the sky is brighter and bigger than in the photo. "Don't you think the color of the moon is blue?" I put down my phone and looked at the sky. "I don't know why there is such a thing as a supermoon."

"Yes, because the moon happens to be located at the perigee of the earth today, this phenomenon occurs, the moon seems to me to be the most unpredictable moon, its trajectory is changed by the combined gravity of different stars in space, so there is no fixed line to run." He said something in his own style, and the scientific explanation combined with his own feelings made up of words that people outside of him would feel uncomfortable.

I'm used to this kind of textbook-flavored discourse, so it seems to be different from everyone else's.

The wind was blowing again, the temperature was not as cold as it had been before, my hair and skirt were blowing, and my heart was swaying under the night sky. Now there is no longer a deer's heartbeat, and it is a great viewing spot on the grass slightly above the ground. The artificial lake surrounded by a stone fence is like a second piece of night sky, and the rippling ripples I can see from a high altitude are not as calm or strong as my mood.

"Xiao Yu, do you have any wishes?"

"Me? There is no superfluous hope, it is very happy to be able to meet more people, see more beautiful scenery, and spend every day happily. I blurted out these unthought words.

"You're always like this, you don't have any wishes, there's nothing to make you sad and worried, and I don't have specific wishes, and I'm not very clear about what will happen after tomorrow." His black pupils still reflected only the sky.

"Really? I see that you don't know me at all, and I'm confused. ”

"I don't see it at all."

I looked at his face, I had longed for everything far away together, many childhood memories basically although I can't remember too much, but I vaguely remember that I strongly like him this emotion, and my current and future selves know this matter clearly.

There are many more light spots on the lake, I don't know whether it is the light of the street lamp, the light of the flash of the tourist's mobile phone, or the light from the sky, through the water surface like the Milky Way The picture is now clearly visible.

——

After that, I thought I had reached his perigee, but I didn't expect it to be like the moon before stopping for a while and leaving.

He still came to greet me as usual every day, and he worked hard in his studies, and he was the same as usual, but he rarely walked home with us at the end of school anymore, and often parted in other directions after saying goodbye halfway.

Again and again, I felt surprised and couldn't stop it, I felt puzzled and couldn't think of a reason, I watched the back of the departure, I couldn't ask anything, I couldn't do anything, and the uncomfortable feeling occupied my heart day by day.

On the surface, there is no change, even more motivated than before in school, but it has become not the same person as before, the boy who does not have many expressions, does not have too many words, but will reveal his heart to us, and seems to shut everyone out.

Why, why, in the end, is it like being attracted by some madness, for some other special reason, it has become so different, so strange?

"Hey, man, don't you usually like to click on your phone all the time? Now you look when you walk, and you stare in your free time, what are you looking at? Give me a look, too. Shang Wen asked on the way.

"Oh, nothing, just see what's going on." His answer was a little off-topic.

I wish I was secretly flipping through my photos, and now I'm curious about this unusual question.

Based on the conversations I had heard from other classmates in private and my own speculation, I uneasily came to the conclusion that he was not in love. And it doesn't seem to be in our class, or it's not in our school. So how did you get a girlfriend, online dating? But who do you go on a date with after school?

It's hard to accept and puzzling, but that's the way it is, and he's been using strange things like me to prove these unwanted speculations.

At this moment, I clearly realized that although we are under the same sky, we have not been able to go all the way together after all, we are yearning for different directions, and the future will always be more and more distant.

On the way back, there was no color about him, and what was the difference between day and night, even if it changed from three shadows to two shadows, the moon hung on it, and the clouds in the wind drifted into the distance, and the asphalt street lamps would still stand there.

Yesterday and today, and even tomorrow, I don't feel nostalgic for the time again, I don't know how long the countdown to the end of the world will be, I am going to die at the thought of it, and the tears that overflow in the room where the lights are turned off seep into the faint beam of light next to the bed, I am really scared to death, I can't live every day like before, what reason is there to continue to be optimistic.

I don't know what the world will be like after death, will there be moonlight like water? Will you meet the same group of people who have also passed away? I couldn't hold back anymore and cried under the covers.

Whether it was because I cried in fear knowing that I was going to die, because I incorrigibly liked the cry of someone who didn't get a response, or because I cried just for myself and the people around me, I don't know, I fell asleep with tears in my eyes very late.

That night I dreamed of my childhood, of a quiet midsummer night, of a dazzling sparkle of fireworks in the sky, and of who came to my life through one dream after another.

......

June

The hot summer has arrived, the rainy season has quietly arrived, and in the evening, there are not many pedestrians in the streets, only the rain crackling on the ground.

Today's weather report was on TV.

'It's 8 p.m. on June 27th, and the temperature in the city is generally lower today, and the precipitation in XXX City is expected to continue until mid-July due to the long stagnation of the summer monsoon and frontal rain.......

It had been raining for several days, and the boy came to the window, and looked at the rain-washed city, which was dark and oppressive, with only a few buildings emitting the faint light of electric lights, and he removed the flower pots that were placed on the windowsill and closed the window.

"This precipitation is different from the heavy rain during November 17-18 last year, this precipitation lasted for a long time, but the precipitation in 6 hours only reached 20mm, and there may still be water accumulation in some places, please pay attention to safety and try to go out as much as possible......

His thoughts drifted to the autumn of last year, when he was found fainting on a raised rock in the mountain behind the school, and although there were bruises on his body and his soaked clothes were covered with dirt marks, he was still not in any serious trouble. But when others or themselves ask and recall the experience of that day, they no longer have the slightest impression, puzzled, puzzled.

'On November 17th, the city suffered a rare rainstorm that day, affected by heavy precipitation, the water in many places has reached a height of 50 centimeters, the city's sea-crossing bridge collapsed, many vehicles were trapped, and there were mudslides and other natural disasters in the mountains behind a high school, a total of 5 people were expected to be killed at that time, and many roads were destroyed..'

He looked at this report, and for some reason his heart jumped, and the faint thunder in the sky made him feel a strong sense of depression, and he was stuck in his chest with a faint pain.

He seemed to see the mud stream roaring down from the top of the mountain, as if he saw countless raindrops falling heavily, and as if he saw a face that looked exactly like Suzuko. For a moment, I just felt a buzz in my head.

Did she really really appear around me? ’

The low roar of thunder came from afar. In any case, he enjoyed every moment of the moment, the flesh of the skin, the charming taste, everything was real, he really felt it, and now he didn't feel that it was a dream, it was a no-man's land where a boy and a woman met in the middle of the night.

In the Wisteria Garden, raindrops are also falling in the sky, and unlike in the past, the night sky without stars seems to be a little silent tonight.

Even the rich floral fragrance of wisteria was diluted by the water, and for the first time, it felt as if it had lost some color. Petals were struck to the ground.

The boy trotted anxiously towards the lake, and she had told her that she was afraid of the rain, and that her steps were getting faster and faster, and that the puddles that had accumulated here and there made him have to run and jump, and a lump of mud mixed with the rain splashed all around.

It was the sound of the rain sinking into the earth, the sound of the rain beating on the leaves, the sound of the rain lapping on his shoulder, and the sound of the rain falling on his hot heart.

Today's Great Lake is dimmer than the black sky. The water was about to flood the shore. If you want to ask him what he wants to catch the most at the moment, it must be Suzuko, who wants to hold on to her tightly on a rainy day. But he didn't see her, and he began to hate the rain, at least from now on, he hated it. It was the rain that made her disappear suddenly.

The boy looked at the filthy sky viciously, for a second, two seconds, three seconds. In the tenth second, a dark green bamboo umbrella appeared above his head to cut off his vision, turned around, and the one he had been looking forward to gently stuck to his back, and he hugged her, tightly, tightly, and could feel the temperature of her body wherever he could touch it.

I just want to say at the moment, don't be afraid, I'm here.

Under a large thick tree, he leaned cross-legged and the short-haired girl under the thick trunk.

"The rain is still falling, and the water in the big lake is slowly rising." The girl said lightly.

Looking at the expressionless look on her face, I was really a little worried.

"I told you I would protect you when it rained." He took off his coat and draped it over Suzuko's body.

"Do you hate the rain?"

"If I had to say, I hate the rain, so much so that there's nothing to replace it."

"But the rain will bring the smell of clouds in the sky, a smell as sweet as marshmallows."

He picked up a few drops of rain and licked them with the tip of his tongue, "Now I think it's even more bitter than Chinese medicine." ”

"Why doesn't it change no matter what happens?" He already saw the wisteria garden here and the real place on the hill behind the school as one.

"Because Wisteria has always guarded this place, like the stars in the sky guarding the moon, they hide when it rains."

He picked up a stone and threw it into the lake, and vaguely felt that everything had become unreal, unreal wisteria, unreal big lake, unreal bell. Now his heart is like crawling with dense worms, and it is really itching.

He had asked Suzuko more than once why she was in my dreams, but she closed her eyes as if she was asleep and stopped making a sound.

But I also feel that the wisteria in the dream is the wisteria in reality, and the big lake in the dream is the big lake in reality, and she does appear clearly by her side.

The sound of the rain hitting the leaves was louder than that of the lake, and it was a crisp sound when it fell on the leaves, but there was a low dead silence when it fell on the lake.

"Maybe I'm leaving today." Her words fell on his heart heavier than the rain on the surface of the lake.

"You lied to me, please don't say that again, okay?"

"Tomorrow you will never dream of me again, you will not dream of this, because the lake is about to flood here, spring has passed, and you will slowly forget the dream you have been having, and forget me."

He straightened up in panic, he couldn't accept all this, Suzuko had slowly stood up as if he was leaving.

He suddenly grabbed her thin arm, and could not let go of it anymore no matter what, this time to tell him, to tell her what he wanted.

She indifferently held the umbrella on his head, "Actually, you don't need to be like this, I don't belong here." Now you should be back on track, right? ”

"No, it's not, you're in the trajectory of my life."

"It's raining, I'm leaving."

"No, don't."

At this moment, the woman who was about to leave suddenly clenched her hands as if praying, and the rain in the small field suddenly stopped. If the boy had something else in mind at the moment, he was very wrong.

When the countless droplets of water fell again, they still dripped mercilessly on her body, but as if they had penetrated into her body, her skin could not stop the rain. Every time he got into a little more rain, his clenched arms became a little more illusory.

Eventually, nothing was gone, and the mysterious woman had vanished, the pale green umbrella stuck between his shoulders and neck. The sound of the rain became louder and louder, and the sound of the rain hitting the umbrella directly drilled into his ears and stimulated his brain.

An umbrella can block the rain outside, but it can't stop the rain in the heart.

The boy's cries disappeared into the rushing rain, and he did his best to cry out all the pain he was feeling now, and the cries of grief that no one saw or heard, now even he could not feel himself.

His voice has become hoarse, you can ignore my feelings, or even ignore my frustration and sadness, he hasn't said that sentence yet, maybe it's just his own wishful thinking.

The lake had reached his feet in such a short time, and he stood up, his umbrella falling from his shoulder to the ground. Then he stepped out and walked into the icy lake step by step.

What I've been going through so far, what I've seen, heard, perceived, bored, bored, boring, not interesting at all.

The water rose from the soles of his feet to his knees, to his chest, and finally completely submerged, and he stretched his body, letting gravity pull him off little by little to the bottom of the lake, to the bottom of the lake where the moonlight could not shine.

What is the purpose of your appearance, suddenly appeared, and disappeared so suddenly, is it that I mistook dreams for reality too much, dreams are dreams after all, but I want to get closer to you a little more. What am I here for? Isn't everything as important as imagined, naïve, naïve.

On the contrary, the more he sank to the bottom of the lake, the clearer the perception brought by his five senses, he felt cold, he felt the tasteless water rolling in his mouth with his breath, and the memory flowed back to a certain night when he first met, and the night sky was full of stars in the west.

The next moment he had woken up from his dream, half of his pillow was soaked with tears, and his throat was so sore that he felt like he couldn't swallow phlegm.

I retched at the sink, and my stomach turned upside down. Washing his face with cold water, the short cold feeling made him sober up all of a sudden.

Why are my eyes so swollen, and the eyeballs are bloodshot, so obvious, so obvious, it's like crying in my sleep for a long time, is it because I had a nightmare last night, he has been thinking of a reasonable explanation.

Look at the watch after 7:5, it's too bad to be late, but I still have to go to school today, it's too late, it's too late, it's bad, it's bad, it's terrible......

The tufs have withered, but the flowers of the field are still blooming one by one.