"I want to run away. Please let the rain stop. Please let the flower petals stop falling."
"I'm allergic to peaches."
Tao Leci said this to Fan Zhe twice.
The first time was in my senior year of high school.
There were old movies playing in the classroom, and under dim lights, Fan Zhezi carefully read the ingredient list three times and told her seriously: "There are no peaches in the ingredient list, so feel free to eat it."
The second time was in college.
There was a cup of cold peach oolong on the table in the coffee shop. Fan Zhe asked her flatteringly: "Can I make another hot cup?" She shook his hand away, said "I'm allergic to peaches", and left without looking back.
*Third person (a lot of "she" refers to the heroine)
* Slight childhood sweetheartSlight childhood sweetheart changes from the sky
* There is a big contrast between the male protagonist before and after (to put it bluntly, he is selfish)
* This short story is OE's inspiration and will be continued into a longer story (the kind of chasing my wife in the crematorium)
Intention: Love is giving, not charity leaking from the fingers.