Deep in my memory, I have been waiting for news from a friend. I hope that by some chance, I can meet this long-lost friend and hold each other's hands again. Or it is known through some rumors that she has achieved her life goal somewhere in this world.
It wasn't until one day when I became an adult that I suddenly realized: She went to another world, and I couldn't wait for news about her in this world!
I thought at that time, I want to write her story down!
Because she has no name, no household registration, no identity, and no trace of her presence in this world! As elders pass away, if I don't record her story, she will completely disappear and cease to exist!
At first, I thought I would write a short story of 3,000 to 10,000 words for her, and then put it on a certain platform as a commemoration.
Maybe it's because there are too many things I want to say to her, or maybe it's because I'm getting older and starting to miss the past. After writing and writing, I actually wrote a novella!
From today on, I will tell the story about her and me here!
The name of the novel is: "Little Bird and Red Plum".
Purpose: To commemorate my childhood playmate.