September is summer.
The weather was still so hot, and the blue sky and white clouds were so changing that they seemed like they could be erased with an eraser, but Wu Xie was unwilling to do that. He thought it would be better to have more clouds, at least so that he would not be exposed to the scorching sun.
The boy standing in front of the school bulletin board is called Wu Xie.
He had seen him before, and he had always seen him and a fat man sitting at the snack bar in front of the school eating when school was over in the fifth middle school. They had nothing to do with each other.
One time when he accidentally walked past him, he was looking at his phone in a daze, and he bumped into him squarely. It seemed like he was dodging subconsciously, but he couldn't avoid it, but who knew that the boy was knocked into tears. It was not so much that he was knocked out of tears, but it was because his eyes seemed a little red when he was looking at the phone before. When I met those tearful eyes, my heart seemed to be filled with cotton, soft and a little heartbroken. I couldn't help but look into his eyes, and was fascinated by it. I couldn't help but touch the other person's hair. He looked up in surprise, then said sorry and left.