"I always feel like I've forgotten something, what the hell is it"

The drizzle was hazy, and in the pavilion in the middle of the lake, a boy of about eleven or twelve years old was lying on the guardrail, watching the raindrops fall on the water, rippling out of the circle of ripples, and the clear eyes gradually appeared misty.

For as long as he could remember, whenever the light rain was hazy, or when the sun appeared, there was always a feeling of emptiness in his heart, as if he had forgotten something important.

He also told his parents, but his parents just felt that because they were busy with their livelihoods and did not have much time to spend with their children, they would cause the children to be empty in their hearts, and they didn't care much except to spend more time with them.

"I might be thinking too much"

As the rain became heavier, the sound of splashing on the water and the lotus leaves in the lake became louder and louder, and the misty color in the boy's eyes dissipated, and the active innocence of the boy was restored.

"I'm going to catch this nasty fish this time."

The young man reached out and picked up a finger-thick bamboo pole leaning on the guardrail, a thin fishing line was tied to one end of the bamboo pole, and a bamboo tube was placed on the ground.

After picking up the fishing rod, the young man skillfully grabbed a slippery earthworm that was hunched and writhing from the bamboo tube on the ground, put it directly on the fishing hook, and threw it into the lake.

"It's coming"

Although the rain was not small, the boy had surprisingly good eyesight since he was a child, and through the rippling water, he saw a black fish swimming out of nowhere.

Watching the blackfish slowly approach the bait, the boy immediately held his breath, stared closely at the movement of the blackfish, and immediately retracted the line as soon as the blackfish bit the hook.

Compared to the teenager, the black fish is still slow, swimming around the bait, and is not in a hurry to eat.

In the eyes of the young man, this is simply a provocation, so he can only hold back.

Finally, as the boy's patience was about to be worn out, the black fish finally bit into the bait.

"You won't be hooked this time"

The moment the boy caught the black fish biting the hook, the hand holding the rod lifted up with force, and when he felt the weight, a smug smile appeared on his face.

But the next moment, the young man felt a lightness in his hand, and then saw the black fish flying directly towards him.

"It hurts"

The young man was directly slapped by the black fish, and let out a miserable cry of pain in his mouth, and immediately dropped the fishing rod in his hand and covered his face with both hands.

After a while, when the boy lowered his hands from his face, he could see a red fish-shaped mark on his face.

The young man looked at the lake with a look of resentment, and sure enough, the black fish was still there, and after sensing the young man's gaze, he also jumped provocatively on the surface of the water.

The blackfish's behavior made the young man's eyes almost burst into flames, so he picked up the fishing rod and pumped it at the blackfish jumping on the water.

But this is undoubtedly just in vain, the black fish is extremely flexible in the water, even if it doesn't hit it once, and even flicks its tail from time to time to provoke the teenager.

In the end, it naturally ended with the boy lying on the guardrail and panting, and watching the black fish slowly swim into the depths of the lake and disappear.

"This abominable fish, one day it must catch you stewed and eaten"

Seeing the black fish swimming away, the boy could only hate and throw the scene into the depths of the lake.

It can also be seen from here that the boy's contest with this black fish is not once or twice, and it has ended in the boy's defeat every time.

Failed to catch the black fish, and was also teased, the young man was depressed, watching the rain outside the pavilion endlessly, unable to go home, and could only stay in the pavilion bored.

"Hey, there are still people coming at this time"

In the middle of boredom, the young man suddenly saw a figure on the covered bridge extending from the pavilion to the shore, but because of the rain, he couldn't see the figure clearly.

Seeing someone coming, the young man immediately felt refreshed, no longer looked bored, ran to the pavilion and connected to the bridge, stretched his neck and waited.

After a while, the young man saw a slender figure about the same height as himself, holding a purple cloak with his hands over his head, and trotted all the way.

"The people in front of you get out of the way"

The crisp sound like the collision of pearls and jade rushed into the young man's ears, and the young man hurriedly turned sideways to avoid it, and a breeze blew, and the tip of the young man's nose couldn't help but move a few times.

The figure who ran into the pavilion stopped, and after taking a few breaths, he calmed down, and the hands holding the cloak upwards were put down, revealing a delicate and beautiful face, but it was a girl of fifteen or sixteen years old.

The girl was wearing a black dress, but at the moment she was all wet and sticking to her body, the rain was so heavy, how could it be covered by a cloak, and her long black straight hair was constantly dripping with water droplets.

It was late autumn, the weather had turned cold, and I didn't feel anything when I ran in the rain before, but at this moment I found a place to shelter from the rain and stopped, plus the whole body was wet, and the cold together, the girl suddenly shivered.

The young man looked at the girl who was a head taller than himself and was trembling, and he didn't know how to talk, so after scratching his head, he took off the thin coat on his body and handed it to the girl.

The girl looked at the thin coat handed over by the strange boy, even if she was shivering with cold at this time, she didn't take it casually, but looked at the boy vigilantly.

"You're cold, I'm not malicious"

In the face of the girl's vigilance, and seeing that she seemed to tremble even more, the young man could only declare that he had no malicious intentions, and handed the thin coat forward.

However, the girl remained unmoved.

"You're going to get sick if you go on like this"

Seeing that the girl was unmoved, the young man was also a little anxious, looking at the clothes worn by the girl, he knew that the other party should be from a big family, maybe there was something taboo, so he said again

"My clothes are new, and I only took them out today to wear them"

Seeing that the eagerness in the young man's eyes was not pretended, the girl's eyes showed hesitation, just as a cool breeze blew, the girl shivered for a while, and finally stretched out her little hand that was red from the cold to take the clothes.

"Thank you"

After taking the clothes instead of the cloak and draping them on her body, the girl seemed to be able to feel the body temperature of the young man remaining on it, and said thank you softly.

Seeing that the other party finally took over his clothes, the young man finally showed a smile in his eyes.

"That's right"

At this time, the young man looked at the girl who was still wet, suddenly remembered something, walked to the edge of the guardrail, picked up his fishing rod and folded it directly into several sections, and skillfully set it up on the ground.

Then he tore out several strips of cloth from the only clothes left on his body and stuffed them under the erected fishing rods.

In the girl's puzzled gaze, I saw the young man take out a fire fold from his body, use the cloth strip as a guide, and set the fishing rod on fire with great effort.

"Come and bake the fire"

The fire was not big, but it also exuded warmth, and at the boy's beckoning, the girl hesitated for a moment, but still walked over, squatting beside the fire and stretching out her hands to bake the fire.

The rain was still pouring outside, and the bean-sized raindrops fell into the lake, and the black fish that was swimming away reappeared at some point.

The black fish looked up at the pavilion, as if he could see the young man and girl who were cooking the fire above it through the pavilion, and his eyes showed a thoughtful look.