Flowers on the Street

AO, campus, be This is a short story about the characters in my mind. I want to write out the plot. Thank you for your love, young master and young lady. We warmly welcome you to come. If you feel uncomfortable while watching, we can send you away warmly (laughs) ———————— Originally titled "Will there be blue wind chimes next to oolong tea?" Bai Qiehei's family has Shang Jing, a top student in the mining industry, and Jiang Mo, a top student in the mining industry, who works hard to open a shop sss grade oolong tea A X ss grade blue wind chime O The sound of skateboarding rolled further and further until it stopped at a small workshop called "Moshangjing", and this young man, who was only a freshman in high school, was the owner of this workshop. Late at night, Boss Jiang was still busy with an order for a cotton doll, looking at the gaudy patterns on the rubbings in front of him and thinking about life. A chandelier was dim, the cicadas were chirping in the big willow tree outside the workshop, and the moonlight was hazy. Shang Jing was running on the roadside at night for a long time. My father's words still lingered in my ears, and I became more and more irritable with the sound of the car, so I simply stopped running. I turned a corner and walked along the river bank. Fortunately, the moon was quite strong, so I could see clearly this section of the unlit path. After feeling inexplicably comfortable, I planned to just wander around here wearing a gray sports vest and listening to the wind. I turned around and saw a big willow tree that was so thick. Before I had time to sigh, I discovered that there was a house with lights on behind the tree. "Is there anyone living in this blind place?" I really couldn't hold it in anymore. I don't know why I suddenly wanted to go over and have a look. Through the window, a man about the same age as him was holding... A doll? He realized that the neighbor's little sister seemed to have a similar cotton doll in her hand. My eyes were inexplicably drawn to the master's skillful hands, watching the needle and thread winding back and forth on his fingers. Just watched silently. He suddenly thought so. After reacting, he smiled and shook his head. There was no noise at home, only the chirping of cicadas, and my heart slowly calmed down. If only it had always been like this. ———————— The rain is getting heavier. Jiang Mo stood in the middle of the willow bridge in hospital clothes and looked at the other willow bridge on the other side. It was probably because of the rain that my vision was blurry, or maybe my eyes were blurry. Since he couldn't see it, Jiang Mo stopped looking. He lowered his head to haggle and put on a thick coat that didn't belong to him. But he didn't feel bad and let the rain wash it away. "Much cleaner than me." "I'm sorry, I'm sorry for you." He said to Liuhe. He carefully arranged his coat and put it on the fence so that it wouldn't fall off. Jiang Mo looked at it quietly for a while and found that the already heavy coat became heavier after absorbing the rain. So considerate and reassuring. ————————— I had a nightmare, and when I woke up I realized it was my revolving door. Purpose: Know the law and abide by it