The light of the political class was slanting, and a casual sentence of "the words are beautiful" dropped a seed in her heart.
So there were: the transparent umbrella handed out on a rainy day, the umbrella rolled along the water droplets, reflecting the unspoken expectations of the person who borrowed the umbrella; the chocolate "tuition" handed out on the frisbee field, the sweetness wrapped in the clumsy approach; the bright screen in the middle of the night, repeatedly practicing the game mentioned by the other party, the dazzling numbers on the score sheet were silent defeat; and the piece of paper that said "Just be yourself", which she folded and treasured, like a talisman or a gentle spell, but in the end it failed.
The distance lengthened silently. The fragments of the quarrel, the blank spaces, and the big eyes in the April Fool's Day love letter hide a password that only she knows. The disappearing number on the scale is like cutting off a part of yourself just to get closer to that blurry reflection.
Then, there was this long letter. I consider the words, try to heal the scratches, and ask to go back to the beginning - like the day I changed seats in politics class, to get to know each other again. Promise to keep your distance and just nod from a distance. Underneath the calm narrative is an almost pious request for peace.
Those deeply buried truths:
Behind her ridiculed game performance were her red eyes and clumsy persistence.
In the photos of fools' lies, what is framed is the most real throbbing that is nowhere to be delivered.
The blank dialog box after every dispute is a backlog of unsent messages.
The phrase "get to know each other again" is the girl who borrowed the umbrella, trying in vain to salvage the sunken moonlight for the last time at the end of the rainy season.
The story started with an unintentional word, but it made her bet on the whole season's sunshine.
The umbrella he held out only brought back his wet heartbeat, which echoed heavily between his ribs on every similar rainy day in the future.
Intention: Study hard and make progress every day