On the first day of the first year of high school, Jing Qing picked up someone at the school gate.
That person's name is Zhi Susu. There was something wrong with my student status. I stood under the sycamore tree, my shoelaces came loose, my eyes were misty, and I looked very pitiful. Jingqing always meddles in other people's business, but for some reason that day, she walked over and said, "Follow me."
With just such a sentence, she pulled Zhi Susu into her own class, her own desk, and her own dormitory.
There is nothing to say about what happened next. They just eat together, go to class together, go around the playground together, and occasionally talk in low voices under the covers after lights out until late. Jing Qing loved teasing her, watching her ears turn red inch by inch, and writing in her diary - "She and Zhao Hui laughed together again today. Annoying." "She said, 'If you were a boy, I would definitely chase you.' I said I blushed because I ran too fast."
The days passed day by day. The wind blows from September to January, and all the leaves of the sycamore tree fall, but nothing seems to have fallen.
On the final day of the semester, Zhi Susu said, "I might have to transfer."
Jingqing smiled and replied with three words: "Here you go again."
Light and airy, like catching a leaf. At that time, she really didn't take it seriously - after all, she had heard this saying in junior high school, and she didn't make it.
That night Jingqing tossed and turned until very late. She got up anyway and wrote a line in her diary: "She said she was leaving. I laughed. But something dropped in my heart."
Just this line.
She didn't write any more. Because she didn't know it at that time - if some things fall, they can never be picked up again.
She didn't know that the wind that she thought was just passing by had actually blown her away from where she was standing.
Concept: Some people you think are just passing by are actually standing there for a long time.