The slender first quarter moon on the side slowly dropped a lot further.
Su Qianqian closed her eyes slightly, and a tear fell from the corner of her eye.
After such a long memory, when I think back now, I am still heartbroken and still unable to control myself with sadness.
There was a wind passing by, bringing with it a burst of fragrance.
I opened my eyes gently and watched the roses on the shelf swaying with fragrance in front of my eyes, but my heart was filled with sadness.
Another breeze blew by, vaguely carrying a song that could not be heard clearly:
"It only takes the length of a movie to sum up the time that has passed. We were so crazy but had to end it.
Across the entire starry sky, look at the young man standing in front of you. The direction of the moonlight is where you are..."
Who is singing?
Su Qianqian pressed her temples gently, her fingertips slid across the corners of her eyes, and she looked over.
Not far away, at the intersection of Lilac Road and Qiangwei Road, a woman with fluttering skirts passed by, and her gentle singing voice passed by. In the singing voice, she sang:
We ran together like crazy yesterday, watching the bright starry sky and dreaming together regardless of everything. At that time, we were young and didn’t understand pain...
Are you young and don’t understand pain?
Su Qianqian blinked her eyes inadvertently, pulled the corners of her mouth slightly, and raised an imperceptible smile.
Are you young and don’t know what it’s like to be sad? In fact, it’s just because I haven’t reached the real pain point.
Whose time can smooth everything and heal the pain of the past? She didn't believe it before, and she doesn't believe it now. After so many years, looking back, it still hurts like a heartache.
It hurt so much that she seemed to be back to that August after graduating from fifth grade.
Everything, starting from that August, has no reason or excuse to continue.
As for what my sister mentioned in the letter, there are three wishes.
She will spend her whole life fulfilling her first two wishes.
And for the third one, for…
Su Qianqian turned her head slightly and looked at Liu Ruixuan, who was on the right rear.
The white shirt, slightly long hair, and a strand of hair on the forehead were gently raised in the breeze, revealing a handsome profile. He was looking at the crescent moon in the west. I don't know what he was thinking about?
It seems that in the blink of an eye, they have all grown up.
It seems that my soul has been traveling for a long time, carrying a heavy load for many years, and has become numb to the vicissitudes of life. I don’t know what year it is today. I don’t remember who the young man passed by or whose window he passed by.
"Remember to remember that story tells us that we knew each other once, even if we are now separated and swallowed up by time..."
Not too far but not too close, that bright yet subtle voice came over.
Past acquaintance?
Su Qianqian glanced at Liu Ruixuan and then towards the intersection. The girl with the fluttering skirt stopped and stood with her back turned, leaving only her back flying in the wind.
Past acquaintance?
The boy next to her never knew her.
In his memory, there was never any image of her, only his sister.
This is why, she couldn't achieve her sister's third wish, and she couldn't fulfill it without talking about the reason.
To her, the boy beside her belonged only to her sister. In her heart, she always thought that way.
But now, she understands more clearly that this boy only has his cousin in his heart.
And she is like a passing cloud, oh no, a drifting cloud that has never been seen, passing away with the wind, leaving no trace.
At this moment, she had no intention or intention to care.
Just like at the beginning, her unintentional run was not because of who Rui was to her. But, because Rui is the sister.
And all of that has gone away with the departure of my sister in the summer of fifth grade.
There is no reason to continue those stories.
She is, and can only be, Su Qianqian! I will never become Ouyang Fuqian!
"That endless story hides the most touching regret, which has become the most beautiful love poem. Only the endless story hides the shadow of the most missed..."
There was a wind passing by, and in the fragrant wind, there were some poignant lyrics.
Su Qianqian couldn't help but lower her head and nod, that's an endless story.
Regret becomes the most beautiful love poem?
No, the endless story made regret the deepest pain in her heart.
If possible, she hoped that she could come back early, be by her sister's side, and accompany her on her final journey.
In August of that year, and the autumn that followed, my whole body was in a state of confusion, and my mind was blank, as if it was a state of chaos.
She suddenly didn't know where to go, and she didn't know how to face a different world.
After moving, while staying in that unfamiliar room, she caught a glimpse of the shelf full of green rose leaves next door, and realized that her parents had moved her next door to Jingyun Normal University.
Mom, in that way, when you are free from work, you can look up and see her, you can see her in front of the window.
After hearing this, Su Qianqian began to smile and nod.
After pausing for a moment, her mother told her that if she wanted to relax, she could walk around the campus of Jingyun Normal University and see the life of college students.
Su Qianqian responded and nodded.
Throughout August, she didn't want to go anywhere and didn't go.
Sitting in front of the not-too-high window, looking out from the balcony on the third floor, the green undulations in my eyes were undulating in the wind. Occasionally, someone would walk by the green leaves, disappearing from one end and appearing from the other.
It was as if I had gone through a self-hiding period, and then left, walking out of the green eyes.
Time passed by in such a flash, the originally clear eyes lost their luster, and the initial ups and downs in my heart were lost in the green eyes, gradually turning into a quiet lake with no water left. A ripple.
As August drew to a close, she thought over and over again that she was going to visit her sister.
She knew very well that it was a weekend, and the sun was exceptionally bright, scorching the ground. It was hotter than any summer in the past. She and her parents were sitting in a black car driven by a middle-aged man with ordinary features. Head southwest of Jingyun.
Large expanses of greenery impact the sight, and a river more than twenty meters wide goes around the lawn. The water of the river was clear, reflecting the blue above the head. In the slight wind, it made circles of ripples, and the tender water plants on the riverside began to sway gently.
Open, open and flat.
The original haze and worries in Su Qianqian's heart faded away in an instant.
As I walked forward, I saw the areas neatly arranged in squares on the wide lawn. They were lined up in a row. I couldn't tell how many were to the back and how many to the left.
They stopped in front of the sixth stone tablet in the fifth row.
Those familiar eyebrows, a slight smile between the eyebrows, and the slightly raised corners of the lips.
elder sister!
Su Qianqian's heart skipped a beat. Her sister was looking at her smiling from the black and white photo.
A gust of hot wind passed in front of me.
Su Qianqian suddenly remembered that there seemed to be no photos of her sister and old photos of her and her sister together.
The photo album she had standing high in the corner of the book was discovered on the fourth day after she returned home that it was missing.
She searched for a long time but couldn't find it.
Sitting quietly alone in a daze, I thought for a long time before I realized that my parents must have put it away.
The last thoughts about her sister were not left to her.
From then on, she no longer even had the right to forgive things when she saw them.
She can only recall silently in her heart, and then, looking at herself in the mirror, she slowly feels the distance between her sister and her. Even if she reaches the end of her life, even if she can only recall her, her sister will not disappear in her heart... …
The singing voice not far away came again, interrupting Su Qianqian's short memories.
"Please remember that our stories are engraved in the depths of our souls and our favorite songs ring in our ears. Those endless stories hide the shadow of our most missed..."
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