In the afternoon, the golden sun shone down, and the whole college felt a pleasant feeling, as if it had found a tranquility that was rare in a century, but it was also a little sad......

From a distance, a stunning girl stands in the rose garden, detached and beautiful, just the vicissitudes of desolation inadvertently emerge, cold and hot, special and ordinary, miraculously intersecting on her body, calm, mysterious, noble, like a bouquet of black roses, unique temperament, almost perfect, from the dark but destined to find light......

Slowly squatting down, Yiyi picked up a withered rose, but it was still so bright red

The flowers were shining in my eyes, and my heart trembled......

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"Brother Xu, what is an angel...... a little girl in a pink dress asked with a curious face

The little boy who was half a head taller than her looked at her dotingly, like a little adult and said, "Xi'er is an angel......

"What about Xi'er?" The little girl tilted her little head sideways and said with her big watery eyes

"Xi'er...... It's a very cute little girl, just like the roses, so bright red, people can't leave their eyes when they look at it, but it's not blood red, because Xi'er's angel's heart is the holies, without a trace of impurities, which is also the reason why Brother Xu likes Xi'er......"

"That'...... What if Xi'er wasn't like the angel that Brother Xu said in the future? "The little girl was scared, afraid that the little boy would leave

The boy smiled, "No, Xi'er will always be an angel in Brother Xu's heart, no matter when he ......"

Promise, carved in dreams......

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The petals in his hand fell suddenly, and they trembled again......

"Who allowed you to come here?!" Behind him, Xu said with a slight disgusted frown

The girl slowly stood up, saw the disgust in the boy's eyes, and smiled......

Voiceless......

The moment he turned around, the tears that couldn't be covered crossed the corners of his mouth that were still smiling, the ground fluctuated and trembled in circles, a long back, in the blue of the sky, saw something draining, closed his eyes, and listened to the sound of falling flowers......

The boy looked at the lonely but strong back, and his heart rippled, "What kind of person are you...... What have you been through...... Why is it so familiar ......"

Will the promise carved in the dream suddenly be fragmented......

The cool breeze is blowing, and autumn is coming......