"Mingke, remember Qingxi. ”

Qiao Qiao turned his head, looked at Ye Mingke's puzzled eyes, and repeated it again, with sadness in his eyes.

"Jojo, what's wrong with you?"

"Of course I remember that this stream is called Qingxi, we have been here so many times together, how could I forget?"

Ye Mingke was a little puzzled and a little worried.

"Nothing. You have to remember it. ”

Qiao Qiao smiled again, so that Ye Mingke couldn't tell whether the sadness he saw just now was an illusion or a real appearance.

After leaving the familiar big stone, Qiaoqiao returned to his excited and happy appearance of today, and walked around the stream with Mingke.

She suddenly saw something, and curiously pulled Ye Mingke to a hidden corner of another big rock by the stream.

"Mingke, look! There are words there. ”

Ye Mingke also saw that there seemed to be words in that hidden place, and followed Qiao Qiao with some curiosity.

The dampness and moss on the banks of the stream were heavy, and the surface of the large stone was badly weathered, and the words were so shallowly carved on the hard stone that they were almost blurred to the point where they could not be seen.

can only vaguely see that it is the names of Qin Moumou and Li Mouyu next to each other, and there are words such as the sea is dry and the stones are rotten, and the earth is long and the sky is long.

The feelings between children and even teenagers and girls are always so fierce that they need to be clearly displayed, and they always pursue the best forever.

They would write it forever on what they thought was the strongest stone or on the wall, as if they had written each other's names on the strongest thing, and their companionship would last forever and ever.

"It's so romantic, two people's names are always together, just like two people will always be together. Jojo looked at the handwriting and said enviously.

"There is no public morality to scribble everywhere. Ye Mingke on the side was still a little curious, but when he saw this, he rolled his eyes and muttered with lack of interest.

"No, let's just write a little more hidden. ”

"Huh, us?"

"Yes, come on!"

"Oh, Qiaoqiao, don't talk about it yet. ”

Ye Mingke, who was still laughing at others for scribbling everywhere just now, didn't have time to roll his eyes back, and was suddenly dragged into the same pit by Qiao Qiao.

They searched the stream for a suitable boulder, and eventually returned to the one they had been most frequented by.

Jojo found a hidden corner on the familiar big rock, which was dry and moss-free, with the hardest rock face.

She and Ye Mingke used the same hard stone, engrossed and stroke by stroke, carved each other's names in the corner that belonged to them alone-

Minco & Jojo.

There is no earth for a long time, there is no unswerving death, just Mingke and Qiaoqiao.

Every stroke of every word sinks deep into the surface of the rock.

Qiao Qiao tilted his head slightly and looked at the two names happily next to each other, for a long time, for a long time.

The day was still too short, and in a blink of an eye, the sky was already dark, and dark clouds gathered on the horizon, as if the spring rain was finally about to fall after a long year.

Ye Mingke pulled Qiaoqiao from the side of the stream to the direction of home, Qiaoqiao walked very slowly, very slowly, they walked very slowly, very slowly.

"Minko. I ......"

Qiaoqiao, who was walking behind, suddenly stopped Mingke in front.

Ming Ke turned his head and saw Qiao Qiao raising his head, biting his lip, as if he had a thousand words. Hazy and beautiful eyes stared at him, flashing with a complex light that he couldn't understand.

But in the end, it only turned into a smile.

She held out her hand to him one last time, bowed her head slightly, tears glistening in her eyes, and said with a smile.

"Mingke, I'm tired. Can you carry me again?"

Minke once again picked up Qiaoqiao.

Just like the deep forest where the rain fell and the hungry tiger chased them that year, just like the year when they stepped on the bluestone slab of the town to chase the sun wheel that was about to fall.

One step, one step.

"Jojo, what's wrong with you? I always feel like you have a lot on your mind. ”

"It's okay, I'm just having nightmares again and feeling scared a lot. Ming Ke, do you remember the story of the butterfly and Zhuang Zhou that Dabai told?"

"I remember, what's wrong?"

"I'm always wondering, are we just a dream of a butterfly, will one day suddenly the butterfly wake up and we're gone?"

"The story was boring. You leave it alone. Dabai said it in addition to that story, and the problem that can't be proved is not a problem. Whether it is Butterfly Dream Zhuang Zhou or Zhuang Zhou Dream Butterfly is something that cannot be proven, that is, something that has no meaning. ”

"That'...... What if there's proof?"

Jojo said softly.

"What proof?"

"For example, one day Jojo's butterfly suddenly woke up from a dream. ”

"Smack. ”

Ye Mingke suddenly stopped.

"Minke, what would you do if one day you found out that you were just living in a butterfly's dream?"

"Mingke, if one day that butterfly of mine wakes up and takes me away, don't be sad, maybe one day you will meet that butterfly again, it will tell you that I have always remembered you and missed you. ”

"Mingke, maybe this world is just a dream made by butterflies, but this dream is very beautiful, and Qiaoqiao is already very satisfied. ”

Qiao Qiao finished all the words with a smile, but there were scattered tears falling on Ye Mingke's neck.

"Jojo, what the hell happened to you, did something else happen on the day you disappeared?"

Ye Mingke suddenly felt a deep sadness blocking his throat, and he tried to turn his head to see Qiao Qiao on his back.

But Jojo hugged him even deeper, leaning her warm cheek against the back of his neck, and a light breath hit the back of his neck.

"It's okay Mingke, I just had a terrible dream. ”

"In my dreams, I am no longer Jojo, and the town is not a small town, but just a butterfly's dream. ”

"But...... But ......"

Ye Mingke was worried and wanted to ask again, but he didn't know where to start.

"It's all to blame! Tell a story, tell a story, tell a strange butterfly dream!"

His heart was mixed with fear, worry, and sadness, and he felt something, but he couldn't figure it out, couldn't grasp it, and finally could only turn into ignorance and helpless anger.

He sighed deeply and took another step to stop.

The dyehouse was near, the clouds in the sky were getting lower and lower, the wind was damp and cool in the streets, and a heavy rain was soon coming.

"Qiaoqiao, don't be afraid, it must be that we have come out too little recently, you are thinking by yourself, and you are always scaring yourself. ”

"When you go back, you can take care of your body for a few more days, and we will come out to get together again." When the time comes, call Tao Yao and Dabai, by the way, you can also call Senior Sister Yiwan this time. Let's get together!"

Ye Mingke walked to the door of the dyeing workshop with Qiaoqiao on his back, put down Qiaoqiao, turned around and rubbed Qiaoqiao's head, and comforted with a smile.

"How many days do you take care of your body? ”

Jojo smiled, and she raised her most beautiful smile.

"But if you take good care of your body, Mingke, don't be so troublesome these days. ”

"I know you're busy training, so you need to make up for what you missed these days. Wait until ......"

She glanced up at the sky that was about to rain.

"When this new rain in the town is over this year, you can come and see me again. ”

The town has a humid climate, especially when the first rain of spring falls for several days. Often, after a fresh rain, the wet town is refilled with spring flowers and green leaves

"Hmm...... Okay, but remember to listen to your uncle and aunt and take good care of your illness. ”

Ye Mingke hesitated for a moment, not thinking of any problems before agreeing. He looked into Jojo's eyes.

"Then we'll see you in a few days!"

"Good. Jojo nodded.

"You go home first. Ye Mingke said.

"No, today I want to watch you go first. Jojo shook his head, looked at him with beautiful hazy eyes, and said firmly.

"Ghost girl. Then I'll go first. Good bye. ”

Ye Mingke smiled and waved his hand, turned around and walked towards the street behind.

"Goodbye. Jojo smiled softly.

As soon as Ye Mingke turned to leave, the raindrops in the clouds in the sky crackled and fell.

New rain is falling.

Ye Mingke didn't look back, quickened his pace, and trotted on the way home.

Qiaoqiao stood under the black eaves and stretched out her hand to the back figure that was fading away in the rain, as if to touch something, but all that hit her hand were cold raindrops.

Her face, which had been smiling, suddenly burst into tears.

This is a parting, isn't it? Can we meet again? Will he still remember me?

The sadness that had been suppressed in my heart for a long, long time was suddenly like the dark clouds in the sky that were so thick that it was overwhelming, and it rained heavily in an instant.

"Mingke, I like you. ”

The words that had been circulating between his lips and teeth a thousand times but had never been spit out finally came out, but only the relentless rain could hear it.

The sadness in my heart suddenly bursts, all my worries, all my shouldn'ts, all my strengths suddenly lose their meaning.

The tearful girl could no longer suppress herself, she wiped the tears from her face and suddenly rushed into the pouring rain.

She shouted at the familiar back of the disappearing figure in the distance.

"Ming Ke, I'm Luo Qingxi. ”

But at the moment when she shouted those words, the whole town flickered unnoticedly, and a part of the heavy rain suddenly flowed against the sky, and the girl who rushed into the heavy rain suddenly returned to the eaves.

And the words that the girl summoned all the courage to speak were also quietly erased by the invisible hand.

Ye Mingke's distant back continued to walk forward.

Sure enough, no?

Jojo stood still, her body flickering like a candle flame that flickered and flickered, and she didn't rush into the rain to say that sentence again, because she was afraid that she would wake up now, and she wouldn't even see his last distant back.

She squatted under the eaves of the heavy rain sadly and helplessly, looking at Ye Mingke's back as he finally disappeared around the corner of the street, and muttered.

"Mingke, remember Qingxi. ”

"Mingke, remember Qingxi. ”

Ye Mingke's back completely disappeared in the rain. She buried her head deep in the crook of her arm, choked up, and said again.

"Mingke, I like you. ”

But she didn't say it to the boy until the end.

The ending was already so sad, she was reluctant to give him a little more damage.

Two footsteps walked up to her. She looked up and saw her uncle and aunt who had been with her for many years.

"Let's go, Jojo, it's time to leave. ”

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