Chapter VIII

"What am I seeing! I don't just see you wrapped in my cloak and crouching underneath. ”

"That's all I saw."

"Then what else! What do you think I should see? ”

"If that's all you see, why do you say you see what you want to see?"

"I want to see you! You see, I haven't seen you for half a month since I got out of school, and I definitely want to see you! A golden phoenix like you, who is good at studying, may fly to the big city one day, and you won't be able to see it. ”

"No, it won't."

She yearns for the big city, because in her mind, she has always been instilled with such a sentence: a skinny camel is bigger than a horse, and a capable person has to make a fortune in the city. There are family members and village people. So she studied hard since she was a child, but the most important thing is that she has such talent, and her grades have always been among the best. But in front of sincerity, she can't deceive herself. She loved being with him, and no matter what she did, the experience of roasting corn and catching fish with him was always the best in her memory. So she blurted out the three words "no" without the slightest hesitation.

"You will definitely be able to develop well in the big city in the future, you work so hard and study so well."

"We will all develop well in the future."

"Regardless of whether it will be good in the future or not, anyway, I think it's good now, and I can still accompany you, eat roasted corn, and talk about the world."

"You can do it later."

"Later, I'll talk about it later. There is no such thing as a poem, what is called, what is drunk today, and tomorrow is worried. ”

"People are, there is wine today and drunk today, and tomorrow is sad, tomorrow is sad. You see you let you read well, don't read well! It's a mess at the critical moment! ”

"Isn't there still you! It's not that big. ”

"What do you mean by having me! You have to be clear. ”

"I can't say this too clearly."

"Just plain it."

"I mean, in front of you, no matter how big a mess I make, it's nothing. No matter how big a mess you make in front of me, it's nothing. It's like I don't read well, and I want to show off my literary talent in front of you, but I get out of trouble. You are cowardly, and you will be afraid at the slightest disturbance, and this is not in front of me. ”

She was more and more convinced of what he had seen, and now she had lost the shyness she had had when it had happened, for the circumstances were different, and she was now wearing a coat and trousers. She had known that he had seen it, and from his performance and expression at that time, he was talking slurringly, and his face was red. She wanted him to see it, or she deliberately let him see it, but the grass didn't move. At such an age when love is just beginning, a lot of things are always uncontrollable, I don't know why, I just want to. For his sake, he can do anything, even if he is unreserved.

In April and May, the fields occasionally pick up wind, not as warm as the spring breeze, nor as cool as the summer breeze. A gust of wind blew, and he shivered a little.

"What's wrong with you?"

"I'm cold!"

"It turns out that you also have times when you are afraid."

"What am I afraid of?"

"It's cold!"

"My eldest lady! You don't understand the current situation, my coat and trousers are on you, don't you think, or you feel it like me. ”

And she did, reaching for the first button of her coat, ready to unbutton it.

"What are you doing?"

As he spoke, he put his hand on her chest to stop her.

"Didn't you let me feel it?"

"What do you feel! I didn't say anything about it, but I'm not cold. ”

"Then you're not cold, why are you shaking?"

"Explain my spirit! It's not such a word, oh! That's right, it's called energetic. I think this word was made for me. ”

"Then don't overdo it and become nervous."

Saying that, both of them laughed, seeing that the time was not early, and it would take some time to bake clothes.

"Let's go back! It will take some time to bake the clothes. ”

"Hmm."

Saying that, the two of them walked to the place where the corn was roasted, and he didn't know how many times he shook along the way, and he couldn't blame him, he blamed the wind in the field, and at the critical moment, it rose up in bursts. Whenever she saw him tremble, she knew he must be again

"Spirit" too.