Lyle kept thinking that that day, it was raining as much as today. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

That day, as usual, when he arrived at the appointed time, he immediately found out his wooden knife, which was made by his sister herself, and she said that she knew herself best, and knew what kind of knife she was suitable for, and there was no one on the market that was the most handy. Lyle held the wooden knife tightly in his arms, leaned on the window and looked out, there was no light in the house, it was overcast outside, so the room was also very dark, at that time, Lyle had not shrunk himself up and squatted in the corner, there was still his nostalgia outside the window, he was waiting for the girl every day, and he broke in directly through the window.

He would pounce on his sister with a smile and say, "Sister, you're back." ”

Then the girl smiled and took hands and went out together.

Her red hair seemed to glow, and she was clearly in the dark, but she felt so dazzling, as if she were the only color in the middle of the world.

But that day was different, Lyle was a little anxious, strange, my sister has always been very punctual, and each deviation will not exceed five minutes sooner or later, but today it is about half an hour or more. Lyle sat on the ground with a wooden knife against the wall, watching the faint pitiful light outside, casting a shadow on the steps in front of the window.

Another ten minutes passed. There was still no figure of a girl with long hair flowing on the projection.

Lyle stood up along the wall, he leaned on the edge of the window and looked out, the sky was getting darker and darker, the dark clouds were rolling like a crushing city, sometimes there was a roaring thunder, sometimes flashing dazzling electric light, a little cold, Lyle thought about it, and simply sat directly on the window, shrunk his neck, put his hand into his sleeve, and leaned to the side like that, waiting for a familiar figure to run in front of him.

Unconsciously, he fell asleep, and in his dream he finally saw the person he had been waiting for, she was standing not far from him, and she didn't come over, she quietly looked at herself without speaking, Lyle couldn't see her expression clearly, he took the initiative to run over, but it was clear that the person in front of him, how could he not catch it when he stretched out his hand, and the middle road suddenly became infinitely long.

Lyle woke up suddenly, only to find that it was a dream, his whole body was wet with cold sweat, he got up, the wooden knife accidentally fell out of his hand and fell outside the house, Lyle wanted to go down to get it, but accidentally fell down, and fell heavily in the mud, he fell to the ground, reached out and held the wooden knife, and saw that the blade was half covered with mud, and half was wet with water droplets from the sky.

I don't know when it rained, the world was silent, and the sky seemed to pity someone and wept silently.

The rain washed down Lyle's cheeks, blurring his vision again and again, the water sliding across his face, his neck, the tip of his nose. He suddenly felt as if his heart was being grasped by something, and he was very uneasy, very afraid, and he suddenly got up from the ground, and ran into the woods alone with a knife.

For the rest of the day, he didn't know how he had survived, the rain got heavier and heavier, and finally it turned into a majestic rain, and Lyle stood in the place where he had been resting with his sister, letting the thousands of raindrops crash against his body, and he sat cross-legged with his knife in his hand, looking at his castle, which looked so lonely at the moment, like an empty house that no one wanted, standing in the rainstorm between heaven and earth, lonely like a javelin with a crumbling pole.

After a long time, he even felt that his body was about to be washed into pieces by the rain, the rapid falling speed, thousands of raindrops like thousands of needles piercing his skin, as if they were going to pierce into the flesh, the rain hit him painfully, but he still sat motionless like a sculpture, quiet like a monk sitting in meditation, but his heart was emotionally fluctuating, doubtful, incomprehensible, nervous, worried, scared, uneasy......

On such a rainy day, the birds won't come today, Lyle stared up at the top of the tower, it was really empty, so the tower seemed even more lonely, and it was washed away by the biting rain, like a child who had been left behind, it would not cry or shed tears, it could only stand there silently, even if the pouring rain tore through the clouds and poured down wildly.

That person, didn't come either. Lyle was the only one sitting alone in the rain, his clothes already soaking wet, clinging to his skin, as if he was about to be pressed together with his flesh by the impact of the rain.

"Sister, where are you?" Lyle murmured dreamily into the void world, with a distressing cry.

Someone quietly walked behind him, with very light steps, as if he couldn't bear to disturb the child, the child's small back was full of loneliness and panic at the moment, and then the footsteps were completely drowned out by the chaotic sound of rain. The middle-aged man stood behind Lyle with his hands behind his back and hit the umbrella in his hand on top of his head.

Lyle, who had become numb to the feeling of the rain hitting his body, suddenly felt empty above his head, and the feeling as if the whole sky was going to be pressed down suddenly disappeared, and he noticed that someone had come to his side this time.

But he knew that it was definitely not his sister, if it was his sister, he would definitely shout his name happily from afar, and then before he could get up, he had already rushed over and hugged him, it was by no means such a quiet and quiet atmosphere, she had always been as energetic as the hot sun.

"Uncle?" Lyle felt as if his buttocks were already stuck to the ground, and he looked back to see a solemn old man, standing silently behind him, dressed in a black suit, black as ink, and with an open black umbrella above his head.

"Go home," said Uncle Jett in a low voice, "how long have you been in the rain?" ”

"Where's home? That house looks horrible right now," Lyle pouted, sobbing, "I'm going to wait for my sister." ”

"Your sister has taken on a very difficult task temporarily, and she has not been able to come back for a while, you have to understand your sister, she also has her own duties as a knight of the moon," said Jett, "she is far away now, she can't come back for the time being, you are here, I can't wait for her today, go home first, your sister should give you a communication tomorrow." ”

"No, I'm going to wait for my sister. Lyle refused.

"I don't want to go back to that house without my sister," he said, "no one wants to be with me, only my sister is always with me, and every time she takes me out of that terrible dark room, I hate that house!" he hung his head in the rain and wailed in a low voice, and his thin body seemed to vent the sadness of the torrential rain.

Jett was silent for a moment, in fact, Lyle was right, although he was an uncle, but he was just an uncle, he adopted his three children instead of his younger brother, and gave them enough food, clothing, shelter and transportation, so that they could grow up healthily, but they couldn't help their inner growth, and he himself had a lot of complicated work to deal with, and it was impossible to keep an eye on them all the time, so most of the time the three sisters and brothers were supporting each other, groping forward on the road of growth, like little beasts licking each other's wounds in a predicament.

He is self-aware that he is unable to give them love, and at their age, they need a lot of care and love from their parents.

"Everyone doesn't like me, I just want my sister, and I'm going to wait for my sister here. ”

"You can't wait for your sister to come, you'll only be one step ahead of your own body collapse. Jett said.

"I'm just here waiting for my sister to come back from her mission. Lyle said.

"Your sister won't be coming back," Jett paused, hesitating to continue, he frowned, and when he saw the boy's motionless back like a stone, stubborn and willful, he sighed, "Your sister died in the mission. ”

"What do you mean?" Lyle was stunned and looked back.

"Your sister can't come back, she's gone with us forever. Jett's tone was heavy.

"Sister... Dead?" Lyle stared blankly at Jett's mournful face.

"Hmm. Jayette nodded, his heart was uncomfortable, and he didn't dare to look at Lyle's expression at the moment with his eyes closed.

"Impossible, no, how could my sister die!" The stone-like body suddenly collapsed, and Lyle pounced on Jett like a little lion watered with grief and anger, he was very short and could only grab the hem of Jett's shirt, "Sister is so powerful, what task is so dangerous that she will die? How can a person like her have anything to do with death, sister, she said that she will always be with me, she can't die......"

He wantonly tugged at the corners of Jett's clothes, howling constantly, he didn't believe it, he didn't believe that the girl who seemed to be at the peak of her vitality forever would fail, get hurt, fall to the ground, close her eyes and never open them again, and even see her best glance. So he howled unwillingly, but it could also be a howl of fear and nervousness, he was unwilling to accept this fact, he always felt that his uncle was tricking him to go back, and he was also afraid that this thing was true, so he was nervous and afraid.

"Why don't you speak....... Lyle grabbed Jett's clothes as if he was going to pull his face down at himself, "You told me that none of that was true, you were lying to me......"

He looked down at his fingers, his little finger bent, the warmth of the man imprinted on them.

"She and I, said yes. ”

Then Jett just closed his eyes and was silent, letting Lyle pull at his clothes, his face stained with sadness, helplessness and sympathy.

Lyle burst into tears, hot tears washed away by the rain on his cold cheeks, he stepped back, left under the umbrella, and stumbled under his feet in the pouring rain, his body staggered, shaking his head, and muttering "impossible, no", and he fell to the wet ground again.

"I just dreamed of my sister, I couldn't see her face clearly, she was looking at me, she was standing in front of my eyes, but it seemed to be far away from me, I couldn't run to her, I couldn't touch her," said Lyle, "and suddenly she disappeared, and it was so dark in front of me that I couldn't see her." ”

Jett listened to the boy without saying a word about his sad dream, but it was strangely like it existed to confirm the truth.

Is the blood of the Plath family connected, but at this time it adds a little sadness to them, Jett thought to himself at the time. Lyle didn't know.

"Sister, is she really dead?" asked Lyle again, stunned.

Jay nodded.

Lyell cried suddenly, crying loudly at the sky, the cry even overpowered the sound of the rain, and spread all around, like a switch to open the floodgates, and the great sadness was like a turbulent river, frantically overflowing to the outside world, he cried so sadly, as if he wanted to cry the sky.

Say okay, come, my sister will be by your side all the time, and she won't make you feel lonely.......

Sister, you liar......

......

And at that time, in a place that Lyle didn't know, in the woods on the side, a boy leaned against the trees, paying attention to every move over there, he had the same silver hair and red pupils, and his face was very similar to Lyle, he was also completely drenched by the rain, drenched, from the time Lyle originally sat there in the rain, he stood quietly next to him, in a place where Lyle couldn't see, quietly raining with him.

Hearing the death of his sister and the cry of his younger brother, Rhine looked at the gray and lightless night sky and sighed quietly.