The clear blue sky, the still white clouds, the dragonflies landing on the water plants, and the sound of bicycle chains running by.
It was a calm and windless day. The girl's hair was wet with sweat and stuck to her neck. Her Adam's apple, which was constantly moving with the sound of breathing, was looking for a gap between the messy black hair ends.
I stared at her silently, watching her neck, tangled in hair, slowly moving up. Her wheat-colored skin shone in the sun, her originally moist lips became dry and wrinkled, and the pale dead skin turned up at the junction of the inside and outside. The sound of gasping came from the fragile trembling.
"Meng Qiao, tell me."
She said this and endured my long silence.
As heaven and earth can tell, it was never my intention to embarrass her. It's just that the development of this incident has been so ups and downs, and the truth is so confusing. Thinking about how to make everything clear to her, to understand what I was doing, to put herself in my feelings was a difficult task indeed.
So, in this long silence, I decided to forget my name, resolutely abandon everything about me, let my body become her container, and let my emotions invade her thoughts. The hot summer wind will envelop you and me, causing us to fall into the abyss together
Purpose: Pay attention to people's complex emotions