The rain outside the window was still falling. He Lexi was sitting by the window and remembered the sentence he saw yesterday, "Why does the bright moon hang high and not shine on me?"...
She was wearing pajamas and lying casually on the bay window. There was a power outage today, so she lit a candle. The tears dripping from the candle were extremely bright red, and the pearlescent light reflected the crystal tears streaking across her face.
For countless nights, she stayed alone and cried silently. The doctor said she was severely depressed, but in her opinion she was just in a bad mood and too lazy to move.
The wind blew her pajamas loudly - next to her hand was this morning's follow-up consultation book, and the edges of a thin piece of paper were rubbed with hair at the corners.
He Lexi looked at the rain that was about to stop, and the boy's voice in her mind seemed to hit her empty ears, "When the rain stops, the sky will always be sunny." She suddenly remembered that her grandmother had said this to her after the rain when she was still alive. But the rain would stop then, but now she doesn't know when the rain in her heart will stop...
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
