In the afternoon, the car drove to a low hill, and sure enough, it was snowing.

I felt a little depressed, lifted the curtains, looked at the whitening world without focus, and thought, this is really a long story......

A year after going to school with the same school, Jiang Ying was transferred to the border town of Xiangping with Uncle Jiang. It was early spring, and the willows outside the city gate were green, and it was raining lightly on the day I left, as if to give this sad parting a scene.

I followed my father to see off Uncle Jiang, and met Huaiqing and Uncle Han, who also came to see him off, but Fuhua never came. Uncle Jiang is weak by nature, and he rarely interacts with his colleagues in the DPRK and China on weekdays, so this general who used to fight with the king and fight the world's prestige is now only three or four domestic servants, two carriages and horses, and four people who pity others and me, which can not be said to be desolate.

I miss my little brother to leave, the day before has been crying all night, so the next day to say goodbye to a pair of red and swollen peach-like eyes, twitching and following behind my father, the original father wants to hold an umbrella with me to cover the rain, I feel sad, I don't know who to attribute this grief and indignation, can only vent on the father nearby, so I pushed away the umbrella raised, stubbornly drenched, my father persuaded me several times not to make trouble, I was indifferent, I had to helplessly go with me.

Father Uncle Han said goodbye to Uncle Jiang not far away, Huaiqing was also patting Jiang Ying's shoulder and asking for something, I slowly paced in front of Jiang Ying, lowered my head, and kicked the small puddle in the ground with my feet, gradually bursting with muddy water.

Huaiqing probably told him almost, sighed, patted Jiang Ying's shoulder with a stronger hand, and said, "The mountain is high and the road is far away, I don't know when I will meet Brother Ying again......"

Jiang Ying got along with a few of us for a year, and gradually became familiar, and she was not as restrained and shy as before, with a free and easy smile on her face, and said loudly: "My brother has taken care of me this year, and my brother will feel five inside, and there will be a time to see you again in the future, and then our brothers will walk hand in hand again!"

Huai Qing let out a "hmm" and stopped talking. Jiang Ying said goodbye, only to see that I was already wet on the side, paused, turned around and walked towards the carriage, and when I came back, I took a red oil paper umbrella in my hand to prop it above my head, and reached out to pin a few strands of hair that I wet from the rain and stuck to my forehead behind my ears, took out a handkerchief and carefully wiped the water stains on my face for me. Jiang Ying sighed and said softly: "Don't cry anymore...... pause and said: "You called my little brother for a year, and now you are leaving, and there is nothing to give you...... You also had a favorite before, but then Fuhua accidentally broke it and was sullen for a long time, I ...... I still remember the scene when you held such a beautiful umbrella and jumped up and called me little brother, I will always remember it...... You have always loved plum blossoms, so I drew a white plum on this umbrella last night, the painting is not good, you, don't dislike it......"

I rubbed my eyes, looked up, and saw a delicate bamboo bone oil paper umbrella, covered with such a bright and beautiful red oil paper, there is a proud white plum over the wall and painted, accounting for nearly half of the umbrella body, the rain fell down the umbrella edge, reflected in the red mist, like a few strings of rubies falling straight to the ground.

I looked at it for a long time, took it from Jiang Ying's hand, sniffed and laughed reluctantly, and said in a hoarse voice: "You made it yourself, painted it yourself, it's very beautiful, I like it very much!"

Jiang Ying's jewel-like blue eyes have a little star in them, I think, this special little brother suddenly broke into my life, and left in such a hurry, I don't even know if there will be a chance to see him again in the future, I don't know if he can see him again, will he remember that a girl like me used to pull his sleeve every day and call him little brother with a smile...... The more I thought about it, the more sad I became, I couldn't help crying, I just looked at him gloomily, and said: "Ben, originally, I also came to send you beautifully, my eyes are not swollen, and my skirt and hair are clean and beautiful, I didn't expect last night, huh...... I was sad last night, I couldn't stop crying, and it rained again today, so you can see my sloppy appearance......" He said and shrunk his muddy shoes into the hem of his skirt.

Jiang Ying chuckled and reached out to stroke my hair, "It's okay, you're still beautiful!"

I burst into tears and laughed, bit my lip and lowered my head to think about it, settled down, and finally mustered up the courage to say: "I'm still young now, when I grow up, I'll go to Xiangping to find you, Uncle Jiang likes me very much, I will beg him and my father to let us marry, do you say okay?"

Jiang Ying's stunned, almost unsteady on her feet, and looked at me with wide eyes in disbelief, "Fu'er, you ......"

I sniffed, quickly turned my back, and stumbled, "I, I'm serious, you...... You remember to wait for me!" He ran away with his umbrella head and didn't look back.

ran straight to the city gate, only to stop panting, bending over to cover his chest and gasping for breath, only to feel a sweetness oozing out of his internal organs, converging to his chest, and honey's heart was pounding non-stop. I smiled silently, and when my breath finally stabilized, I straightened up, and secretly turned my head to look at Jiang Ying, and saw that he was still standing there looking at my direction through the hazy mist, motionless, so I quickly turned my head and didn't dare to look again.

It wasn't until my father and Uncle Han Huaiqing said goodbye to Uncle Jiang and called "Fu'er!", that I turned my head and saw that Jiang Ying was no longer in place, and the carriage had already traveled. I returned to my father with a "sigh of ......", looked at the carriage that was drifting away, until I could no longer see it, and was stunned for a long time, and then turned back to the city gate.