Lily, no brain abuse, BE, double cleansing, self-protection from lightning
In the autumn when he was fourteen, Zhu Yingcheng noticed Huang Si's gaze for the first time.
As light as a feather, it landed on my shoulder and moved away quietly. She didn't look back. They were just nodding acquaintances, saying hello politely when they met in the corridor, and then walked away. There was no contact information, no private interactions, and Huang Si didn't even hand over the light green classmate list.
Zhu Yingcheng thought that they would always be like this - two parallel lines extending on the same plane and never intersecting.
But Huang Si remembered all her habits: she likes greens, doesn't eat prunes, which cup she uses for drinking water, and likes to turn her pen when doing homework. Huang Si took many photos of her, including her with her hair pinned in the corridor, drinking water on the playground, eating in the cafeteria, and receiving her diploma at the graduation ceremony. Huang Si sent her anonymous birthday wishes, writing her name over and over again where she couldn't see it.
Zhu Yingcheng didn't know anything.
All she knew was that Huang Si was standing alone on the playground with no one around. She only knew that Huang Sisi went to the same high school as her and was admitted to the same university as her. All she knew was that Huang Si had lost weight, had a weak smile, and had dark eyes. All she knew was that they met by chance on the rooftop of the graduation ceremony, and then passed each other without speaking.
Later, Huang Si became a best-selling author. Finally, Huang Si passed away.
Later, Zhu Yingcheng received a paper bag. Inside were letters, photos, diaries, recordings, cameras, bells, sweet-scented osmanthus cakes, and an organ book with thirty-four pages of her portrait. There is also a USB flash drive. The girl in it is wearing a junior high school uniform, holding a bass, and saying with red eyes——
"Zhu Yingcheng, I want to hear you say you miss me."
"Next time, I will chase you."
But there will be no next time for her.
Zhu Yingcheng wrote a line on the back of the blank classmate list——
"I'll chase you next time."
Intention: I spent my entire youth loving you, and you spent the rest of your life remembering me. We missed each other, but never missed love.
