Playing the strings of the story back to that year, Shi Nian leaned on the little mute's shoulder and said, "There is no eternal rainy season, only the long-lost sunny days. Everything will be fine..." The little mute gently helped the girl brush the broken hair on her forehead. At that time, the little mute also naively believed that the two girls could persevere together like this.
The sky is an upside-down blue lake, and the wrinkles on the water are called ripples, so she calls them the raindrops that fall in disorder. Raindrops cling to the dead leaves in late autumn and early winter. The lines are like growth rings drawn on brown algae paper. The branches are like veins, intertwined and intertwined. The shadows outline the falling eyelashes that dance in the mist and rain, which are regarded as Tingli. The birds in the forest are chirping, heralding the arrival of spring, the pear blossoms are in full bloom, and winter is gone.
However, Shi Nian was left in that rainy season forever.
The little mute seems to still be waiting, just like Proust said in Reminiscences of Lost Time: "Even though we know there is no hope, we are still looking forward to, waiting, waiting for a little movement, a little sound." Maybe...
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
