Next month, my uncle and Rizakura are going to get married, and this wedding, which has been prepared for more than half a year, was not held in the end.

It's a pity that the wedding venue that has been chosen for a long time was not paved with white in the end, the wedding dress that was picked left and right was finally returned, and the ring that had been booked in advance was forever lying in the jewelry box. At that time, I thought that wedding was especially important for us girls, it was one of the most important experiences in a girl's life.

It was only later, when I didn't have my own wedding, that I realized that there was nothing we had to do. The second is that we can never predict the development of events, at that time, who did not think that her life would turn into a tragedy, I was afraid of her, she was full of lies, but I also knew her pity, and finally her life became visible at a glance, which no one expected.

At that time, I would never have thought that I would die alone, but it was the case. Human life is fragile, and life is also impermanent.

Rizakura took her uncle and walked to us together, they came from a distance, for a girl of our age, they were the best love in the legend, who would have thought that this fairy couple would not come together in the end.

When she spoke, she was so gentle, she tried her best to soothe the surprised classmates, she told us, "Don't be afraid, that parent is fine." ”

She explained to us that "he didn't mean it, he didn't have a way to shoot, the parent was just scared, not hurt." ”

As she said him, Sakura lowered her head. Does she really know him? When she called him, she whispered softly, just like Xing Lu called Song Zhiyu.

And the uncle stood beside her, like a naughty child, her naughty boyfriend. Their hands were held tightly together as if they would never be separated. She motioned for him to say a few words? But he didn't want to talk very much, and although she hoped that her uncle could say something, but his uncle just didn't say anything, and she wouldn't force him, and I felt that my uncle was so free in front of her.

Rizakura showed an angry look, as if it was a silent rebellion against him, but he pretended not to see it, and pulled her to leave, and he didn't pull Rizakura away without much force, because Rizakura was also willing to be pulled away by him.

He whispered something in her ear, and her little face, which had been angry at first, slowly became gentle, like a blooming flower. Uncle quickly pinched her little cherry face, took her hand again, and walked over to me.

They got closer and closer to me, their faces changed from confused to clear, their smiles slowly enlarged, and when they walked up to me, Rizakura put her hand on my forehead and asked me, "Girl, are you okay, your face is so pale." "She was more nervous than I was, and my uncle was just standing next to her and watching me.

"I'm fine." I didn't move, and I didn't take her hand away.

For a few seconds, no one spoke, and for a few seconds, I felt like a few minutes had passed. I feel that all this is so tormenting, I am very painful, I am very painful to look at them, really, no matter how old people are, they can't pass the level of love.

Uncle suddenly said, "Go back to the classroom." Then he handed me a piece of candy.

I reached out to take it, and for a few seconds, we didn't speak, and I still felt tormented and miserable.

Ri Sakura spoke, "How old are you, you still like to eat sugar, and you're like a child." After the words fell, she suddenly turned to her uncle in the face of me, "It's really partial, you told me to eat less sugar." ”

Then he turned his face to me again, "Okay, let's go, let's take you back to the classroom." Her voice was so gentle that it always echoed in my ears.

When I returned to the classroom, there was still no one in the classroom, and most of the students were still in the hallway outside. I lay on the table, my mind full of Ri Sakura's words. The girl sitting in front of me is also Roy, a girl in the same dormitory as me, she lowers her head and reads novels, she is friends with Zheng Qi, she never talks to me like Zheng Qi, she and Zheng Qi are quite similar in many ways, but she is not as beautiful as Zheng Qi.

Mei Dai came to me and sat down in the seat next to me. At this time, both me and she need to be alone. Her arrival brought the desperately cold atmosphere to life at once, and she took the initiative to talk to Roy, and also led the topic of conversation to me, so that Roy and I could also talk.

As I said, she warms me like the sun, looking at her, I am a little teary-eyed, why is there such a beautiful life in the world? The warmth she brought to me often brought me to tears.

I wonder if today would have been different if it hadn't happened yesterday. There is only a 24-hour difference between this time yesterday and this time today, how can there be such a big difference? It should have made that much of a difference? Or are we artificially giving it this difference? At this time yesterday, I was at the beach, barefoot, walking on the soft sand, enjoying the warm sun.

Yesterday when I was swimming alone in the sea, I swam far away from the beach, I swam to a place where no one dared to continue downstream, and I would have an urge to swim down, even though I knew that it might be dangerous, but I would still swim back to it, especially in the very hot noon yesterday, I would plunge into the water, swim until there was no one, and then I swam slowly on my back, enduring the discomfort of the harsh sun, and swam for a while.

I remember very clearly, this time yesterday I remember very clearly, when I swam to the deep sea, not far away, I saw a large white material, floating on the surface of the sea, I didn't see what it was, and when I swam closer to the white material, I could see a flock of dead birds floating on the surface of the sea.

This image struck me as horrified, and at this time yesterday, after I saw a flock of dead birds, I quickly swam back to shore, and when I got ashore, I realized that my legs were shaking, and I was going to tell the people on the shore that I saw a large flock of dead birds floating on the surface. But when I came ashore, the people on the shore didn't give me any chance to speak.

They said, "You are such a warrior, how amazing you dare to swim so far." ”

They kept talking and didn't intend to give me any chance to speak, my legs were shaking and my head was dizzy. I quickly left the beach, and on the way home, I was thinking about how to tell my parents about it, and when I entered the house, I realized that the house was empty.

At this moment today, 24 hours away from yesterday, I remembered yesterday, I saw a large number of dead birds, and I wanted to tell them, but I realized that it didn't make any sense to talk about that group of dead birds now. I looked at the still arguing crowd in the hallway, and I realized that something even more terrible was happening, and the terrible things of the past, after all, were in the past.