In late autumn, the brilliant September blends gold and red with the remaining green that is still vivid, as if the sunlight melted into the dense trees.

Under the maple trees by the lake, the maple leaves fall one by one, bright red and a little dazzling. Song Shen slowly squatted down and picked up a maple leaf on the ground. The slender figure had his back to her, book in hand, motionless at the lake.

Song Shen subconsciously rubbed the maple leaf in his hand, staring directly at the back of the person in front of him, with a little love in his eyes.

This is her senior, a senior who has had a crush on her for nine years. How many nine years can there be in her life, in order not to leave regrets, she is ready to confess to him whom she has admired for a long time, so excited ahhhhh.

"Senior!"

She spoke out abruptly, breaking the silence that the two had deliberately created before. He was stunned, then turned and stared at her quietly, not speaking.

Only glanced up at his mosaic face, Song Shen's face turned red, and he pretended to look elsewhere in a panic and looked away.

"Then, that ......," he plucked up the courage to speak, and stumbled over what he said, and the roots of his ears gradually turned crimson, "It's so hot, haha." ”

The topic doesn't turn smartly. In order to alleviate the embarrassment, Song Shen fanned the wind with his hand, pretending to take a few steps forward naturally, without the slightest hesitation.

There's a lake in front of you, hey!

The senior reacted suddenly and wanted to reach out and pull Song Shen's clothes, but he was still one step slower and had already fallen into the water.

She was probably the first to confess that she was so excited that she took the initiative to dive into the water and drown herself, but the key is that she hasn't started to confess before she .jpg (crying and crying).

When I heard that people are about to die, I will recall this life like a flower, but it turns out that it is all fake......

She couldn't swim, so she could only pounce in the water, and when she struggled, she seemed to see her senior come to save her.

That's nice......

The last remaining consciousness of the brain was instantly flooded by the surging water, leaving only a blank space.

It was useless to struggle, and the sinking body made Song Shen clearly feel the cold message from death.

Suffocation, or suffocation.

It was as if she felt the scythe of death on her neck, and a slight stroke could kill her.

The feeling of suffocation was infinitely overdrawn by her will.

Finally, she stopped struggling and slowly sank with the current.

Song Shen, who was only 21 years old, unfortunately drowned, so miserable.

………

The air was a dreary and cold cold, damp, wisps, as if it was about to burrow into the bones.

Song Shen wrapped the quilt tightly on his body and turned over, his consciousness was still a little hazy. I don't know where I am, quiet and peaceful.

When I opened my eyes, I was greeted by an antique atmosphere. Perhaps she had just woken up and was not used to it, she curled up and stared at the curtain in a daze, the faint incense lingering in her nose, and the sound that was only faintly audible through a door finally became clear.

It was drizzling outside, and people were passing by from time to time, but the footsteps were very soft, and the sound of conversation was very soft.

Wait, isn't she dead? This is... What's going on. Did you come to heaven? Will it still rain in heaven?

That's not right.

The sound of the rain was noisy, not to mention the chaos of things in her mind, and there were many questions she couldn't understand, such as why she, who should have died, was lying here so well.

Too lazy to think or afraid to face the facts, she maintained her usual style and chose a direct, simple and useless escape.