When the shadow poked its head out from behind the pear tree again, Misty saw her face. It was a lovely face, obviously a little girl, but with a bit of embarrassment of a big girl.

"Are you here for me?" The little girl asked shyly.

Misty Ji replied as his grandfather had commanded, "Yes." I came for you, but I forgot your name and I don't remember what you looked like. ”

The corners of the little girl's mouth curled, and she said, "Me too, I don't know who you are, but I know you're coming here to find me." ”

After saying that, the two of them had nothing to say.

In the foggy season, I can't think of what to say.

The little girl sighed and asked, "Don't you have anything else to say to me?" ”

Foggy Ji shook his head and said truthfully, "I don't know what to say. ”

The little girl's face was gloomy, and she whispered: "I am the same, waiting for you to come, thinking that I can't wait, and I am anxious, but when you come, I don't know what to do." I think I have a lot to say, but I've forgotten it all now, and I can't remember it. ”

Foggy Ji suddenly felt a little unbearable, and said: "It's also possible that the person you have been waiting for for a long time is not me, but I happened to come here." ”

The little girl said, "It's fate to come." All accidents are predestined. You're here, and I'm waiting for you. ”

Misty nodded guiltily.

"Last night I heard that the thrush was looking for someone here during the foggy season, and I thought it was weird. I've been in this place for years, and I know many of them, but I don't know you very well. But I've heard about you and know the origin of your name. At that time, I thought, maybe you remembered me before you were named Misty Season, remembered that we had an appointment, and you had something to say to me. But after the name was Foggy Season, you didn't remember me, and you forgot what to say to me. The little girl said.

"Oh?" Foggy Season has never thought of it that way.

"The foggy season is also called the bright night, which shines at night and is extinguished during the day, just like your memory, the rotten grass is a firefly, and you are still bright at that time, and when you get the skin and fall on the straw, the memory is extinguished along with the fireflies. I thought maybe you were like me when you remembered, and you tried your best to come here, and finally borrowed the skin of the foggy season and came here for an appointment. It's a pity that I have no skin, so I have to wander the world. ”

Foggy Ji's heart throbbed, and after listening to the little girl's words, he felt reasonable. This is a mistake, stealing beams and changing pillars, and it is the same way. He's here to see her, and he's the one she's waiting for here. Could it be that as the little girl said, everything is accidental and predestined?

"You mean, no matter why I'm here, I'm the one you're waiting for?" Foggy asked.

The surrounding fog is getting lighter and lighter.

There was a mist on his eyelashes, like the night dew on the blades of grass beside him. He could see drops of water curdling on his eyelashes.

As soon as he finished speaking, Foggy Ji felt an inexplicable sadness surging up from the bottom of his heart. He didn't know why he suddenly became so sad, as if these sorrows had been lurking in his heart for a long time, precipitating in his heart, just waiting for this day to come.

"Whoever you are or for whatever purpose, you are the one I am waiting for." The little girl said as she stared at him earnestly.

The surrounding fog is getting thinner.

"Thank you for being here. The sun is coming out, and it's time for me to go. The little girl said.