When I was seventy years old, I waited with my last breath for Lu Nianchu to come.
Amid the sobbing of the children, I held her hand with my last strength:
"Will you miss me?"
She hesitated to speak, her eyes involuntarily fell on the plum blossoms outside the window.
That is her bamboo horse's favorite flower.
I knew the answer and smiled bitterly:
"Nianchu, don't see me again in the next life."
When I opened my eyes again, I was back before filling in my application for the college entrance examination.
This time, I decisively changed to a school far away from her and never saw her again.
Unexpectedly, she changed to my school and grabbed my collar with red eyes:
"Avoiding me, right?
"Pei Yuzhi, let me tell you, I have been following you for the rest of my life. I will follow you wherever you go!"