I attended her wedding.
The bride was wearing a white gauze, with clear eyes and a determined smile. There was a sea of applause in the auditorium and the lights were bright, as if she was being crowned. She stretched out her hand and intertwined her fingers with another woman in a dress. At that moment, I heard my heartbeat breaking, like falling into the boundless wind in the middle of the night.
I sat in the corner of the crowd, like a transparent person. The reflection in the wine glass swayed, and I looked at that smile and suddenly thought of the moon.
I like the moon, but the moon doesn't know.
When I walked out of the auditorium, the night wind blew against my face. The coolness enveloped me, and my body shivered slightly. But the next moment, my vision went dark and the world tilted.
——When I opened my eyes again, the sound of cicadas and chalk dust rushed towards my face.
I was stunned for a long time before I recognized it: this was the old classroom. The scratches on the wooden table are still there, the pages of the book are yellowed, and the date is written in chalk on the blackboard——
That year was the third year that she and I knew each other.
She walked from the end of the corridor, her shirt puffed up slightly by the wind. The sun fell on the tips of her hair, bringing a gentle brightness. I held my breath, barely daring to blink.
But I know how fate will continue. Just this year, another person appeared in her life for the first time.
Conception:-