I thought she was talking about Ah Chu, but when I heard her say "what a good girl", I was suddenly confused. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

What does "too young" mean? How do you feel so sad about this word?

I couldn't help but ask Granny Zhu: "Isn't it Ah Chu who comes to buy milk every day?" ”

"Ah Chu," Granny Zhu said thoughtfully, "that kid did come, that's really a good boy!" However, he is not the only one who comes to buy milk every day, there are also rice buds, who come every day, almost every day with Ah Chu. ”

"Miya? Is it Ah Chu's friend? ”

"Probably, isn't it...... Mi Ya had just come to the village with her mother for a short time, and she probably didn't know Ah Chu very well. However, that kid often quietly follows behind Ah Chu, it's really good to be young! ”

Speaking of this, Granny Zhu laughed hehehe.

When I said this, my heart suddenly felt soft and happy.

A girl's crush? It is said that the feelings of girls are like poems.

I'm past that age, but when I was fifteen or sixteen years old, I used to think that a certain girl in the school was very cute, and every time I saw her, my heart would pound, and my eyes would unconsciously follow her.

Later, she changed schools, and my short-term "crush" ended without a hitch.

When I understood that it was a kind of ignorant crush, and then recalling the past, somehow only a hazy and beautiful impression remained.

"So, why do you say it's a pity?" I asked curiously.

"Because of that child, his heart has not been very good, and unfortunately passed away a few days ago. Today happened to be the day of the funeral, and we all went to send it off. Granny Zhu said with a sad expression.

I was taken aback, and suddenly remembered the quiet white team that passed by our car as we drove up the hill, and the black and white photo I saw with the face of such a young, so clean girl.

At that time, I sighed and regretted, I looked like a very good girl, why did she die so young?

Now it seems that what we encountered at that time was the funeral team for this "Miya" girl.

What a pity.

My mind was a little confused, and I was standing under the wet eaves with some mechanical movements, unpacking the box and drinking a small carton of milk with a straw, and the rain curtain connecting the heavens and the earth in front of me, which was a special taste in my heart.

The milk was finished at once, and I carried the milk carton, imagining that the delicate girl was also standing here, slowly drinking a carton of milk, and I couldn't help but feel a wave of sadness in my heart. I suddenly understood her feelings, if a person began to try to imitate another person's mannerisms, and take his preferences as her own, then she must have hidden this person in a very special place in her heart.

I remember the quiet girl I secretly followed, she always used the same brand of handbook. She likes to keep a journal and scribble on that little notebook every day, as if she is running a secret garden that belongs only to her. I don't know if she'll share her secret territory with others, I just think it's mysterious, it's fascinating.

Later, I somehow only bought that brand of notepad. I don't have a hobby of making journals, so I buy a simple calendar to keep track of big things and plan for the day, and this habit continues to this day. One day I was in a trance, why did I unconsciously recognize this brand? It must have been at that time, because she liked it, so she felt that even this brand was beautiful. Her world is beautiful as a whole, and when she quietly pays attention to her, she also quietly pays attention to every corner of her world, likes the things she likes, and speculates about what her world looks like from these corners.

If you like someone, you will want to imitate. I imagined Miya standing here drinking milk, and suddenly I felt that I could understand her feelings, so I unconsciously showed a faint smile.

Ah Chu is really an outstanding young man who deserves to be watched like this, but imagining, imagining that this silent gaze has not been known to the person concerned, and thinking that the beautiful girl who was watching him has suddenly gone to another world, there is a faint sadness in his heart like a mist.

Suddenly, there was a "bang" sound, and I woke up from my imagination.

The large trash can placed under the porch outside the small shop was a structure with a rotating lid on the top, and now, I was the only one in the entire corridor, and I didn't make any movement, but the lid of the trash can slammed and turned on its own.

I did want to put the milk carton in the trash, but before I could do it, the lid started to move on its own. I stared blankly at the spinning lid and realized that it was a complete violation of mechanics.

That is, it is an unnatural phenomenon.

I suddenly remembered what Ah Chu told me about the "haunting" around him, which seemed to include the automatic rotation of the lid of the trash can in this small shop. Now, the same thing appeared in front of me, and this was not Ah Chu's hallucination.

At this moment, a flash of inspiration somehow struck my mind.

I thought of Ah Chu's affairs, thought of Mi Ya's affairs, thought of Mi Ya quietly stepping on the trajectory that Ah Chu had trodden, followed him to the small shop to buy a carton of milk, and thought of Mi Ya's mood, and suddenly felt that this kind of rippling mood, pretending to pass by inadvertently every place that person walked, isn't this the sour taste of secret love?

Is it her? If Ah Chu said that he felt that there was always someone watching him, and someone was always following him, would it be her? But isn't there no ghost in the world? And as far as I know, even if the deceased leaves deep thoughts in this world, it is an intangible thing, and it cannot touch anything in this world. Therefore, it is also unreasonable to rotate the lid of the trash can in front of you.

So, what exactly?

I opened my inner eyes and tried to observe this inexplicable change.

To my amazement, I saw something beyond my imagination.

On the beam above the lid of the trash can stood a small black thing shivering.

Obviously, this is something that normal people can't see, but it's the most normal thing I've ever seen.

No matter how you look at this, it's all a swallow!

The moment I could see it, I heard its mournful and sad chirp.

It was it, spreading its wings, "snapping" and slapping on the lid of the trash can, and the lid spun up violently and rapidly.

The spring equinox is the time when the swallows return north. The swallow finds its old nest and begins to repair its home and start a new life.

That should be a happy and energetic thing, right? But why does the swallow in front of him look so haggard and embarrassed?

After all, this is no ordinary swallow.