Strange Bamboo Horse

Since Yan Qiu was taken away by his biological father, Yan Qiu always dreamed of thunderstorms. The bamboo horse stood in the dark and looked at him silently, all wet. There was always endless water dripping from his body, ticking. Later, I often heard ticking sounds in my ears, and in a trance, I seemed to see the bamboo horse standing outside the window looking at him. Everyone said that he missed him too much and was in a trance. But he always had a bad premonition in his heart, which made him strongly want to see Zhuma to see if he was doing well. But I heard that Zhuma's family has immigrated abroad. The original villa was also resold. He returned home in a daze, and the same heavy rain fell outside the window as in the dream, and the familiar figure seemed to be standing in the rain again. Without thinking, he rushed out and hugged the slender and erratic figure tightly into his arms: "Linlin, you are finally back! I miss you so much!" Xu Xilin's face was pale, and his dark eyes stared at him blankly. It took him a while to recover, and he smiled slowly: "Well, I'm back, brother, don't drive me away, okay?" "Okay, as long as you don't want to leave, I will never drive you away." Yan Qiu took the lost bamboo horse home. Xu Xilin said that he had sneaked out and did not want others to know that he was here, so Yan Qiu hid him in his room and even hid it from his parents. But Yan Qiu soon discovered that Zhu Ma had changed a lot. He was no longer as showy as before, and had become silent and well-behaved. He was always wet for no reason, and there seemed to be endless water. In a daze, the water seemed to be bright red, so red that it was dazzling. His body was always ice cold. He held her for a long time before he could warm her up. Yan Qiu felt very distressed and thought that Linlin must have suffered a lot of grievances to become like this, so it would be better for him. Until his parents discovered Linlin's existence. They, who had always been fearless, were so frightened that their whole bodies trembled. They knelt on the ground and cried, begging: "Linlin, you are dead. Yan Qiu has nothing to do with you. Please let him go!" Xu Xilin disappeared, and Yan Qiu braved the heavy rain late at night to go to the place where he might appear, calling his name loudly over and over again. Xu Xilin secretly thought: Look, it's not me who wants to haunt you, it's you who calls me over and over again, binding me with your thoughts and not letting me leave. Intention: Love can die, love can live