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There was a rain that was late for the entire season.
Autumn in Melbourne is so cold.
Melbourne's first autumn rain wrapped in cold air and entered the nasal cavity. The rain, mixed with the smell of earth, dripped onto my fingertips, just like the rain 7 years ago, repeated over and over again.
Zhou Yanbing hid her coat, trying to swallow the salty rain and the returning memories together.
Do you believe it? There is really someone who has secretly loved you for many years with only the few memories left.
On that afternoon seven years ago, the sky was as dull as it is today.
For the sake of childish face, it may be because of the unconscious jealousy. Or, when you were young, your heart was as high as the sky. I always think that I have seen the vastness of the world, and I always think that my destiny is deep.
On the day when the rain fell, Zhou Yanbing flew all the way south to study in Melbourne; Chang Yuanchuan went straight north to be admitted to Huaqing University.
They didn't have time to tell each other, no, they never thought of telling each other.
The fate of these 17 years was taken for granted. The words of cherishing the person in front of me were covered by the sensitivity of adolescence, and I always thought that the world was a circle.
So far, we have never met each other again.
Do you regret it? Regret it.
The dull butterfly cannot feel summer.
Log in again, and the message page pops up one after another. The confession before getting on the plane turned out not to be a one-person pantomime. Unfortunately, the audience was impatient and left after half the show.
Perhaps it was God's will to punish them for not cherishing them enough. This rain came too late, and now everything has changed.
The rain was coming so loudly that it almost drowned out my mother's phone call urging her to get married. She smiled and put away some of the throbbing that had been gathering dust for many years, no longer worrying about it.
What a pity.
No one knows that Zhou Yanbing changed his trajectory many times in order to go with Chang Yuanchuan.
No one knew that Zhou Yanbing was not the only one who changed his trajectory.
Can you distinguish between unspoken misunderstandings, obsessions and likes?
It doesn't matter anymore.
If you miss it, you miss it.
It's been fifteen years, Chang Yuanchuan, it's time for us to move on.
Look, it's daylight again.
*Adapted from real-life personal experience, any similarity is purely coincidental. Thank you for liking my writing.
Intention: Born towards the sun, childhood sweethearts