Qingteng's Mind - Middle School Era

Chapter 62 Goodbye, He Shiling
"02:30 p.m., station, 810, I'll wait for you."

Ke Mengnan repeated it again, looking at her looking down at her watch, she didn't answer, she couldn't help laughing, it was naturally too late, little nerd!

It took only 15 minutes to walk from Mr. Song's house to the station.He is very clear.

02:30?He Shiling looked at his watch, it was [-]:[-], um, it should be in time.

Yu Quan's "Rainbow" sounded in my ears:
"My world has one more you from now on / Every day is a play
No matter how romantic or bizarre the plot / this protagonist is you /
There is one more you in my world from now on/Sometimes it's sunny and sometimes it rains..."

"Not answering is the default."

Ke Mengnan smiled and leaned against the store door to look at her, the song sounded just right.

The rain in front of the eaves was slowly dripping, and behind her there was a cloud of rain and fog. Under the gray sky, in the sound of sweet music, in the sound of dripping rain, in the heaven and earth beyond the years, she was quiet. The ground stood there, like a white marble relief.

As time passes by, the world is so complicated, and looking back, it is still quiet and clear. Suddenly, he is delusional, and he feels that this scene seems to have happened somewhere, but he can't remember it...

The wind blew, and it carried a pleasant singing voice: From now on, there is one more you in my world/Every day is a play...

He Shiling smiled and brushed her hair that had been ruffled by the wind with her right hand. Indeed, every day was a play, who would have another one in her world?I remembered my brother's words again: act well in your own play and cooperate well with other people's plays.

He glanced at the person in front of him, who was looking at her with a bright face, as if waiting for her reply.

He just said 02:30 and she almost said yes.

In that smile, she was suddenly a little stunned, a warm and sunny smile, a boy as gentle as jade.

She lowered her head subconsciously and pretended to read the book in her hand.

In this early spring, in the sudden heavy rain, is the person who suddenly appeared in front of him a play today?What role does he play in this play?

In his mind, the blushing look he had just appeared suddenly appeared in his mind.

She seemed to hear him again, and she would acquiesce if she didn't answer, but she was, inexplicably, a little happy.

Startled by my own thought, no, it's not like that.They are not familiar yet, what he just said will be more familiar in the future.

future?he she……

Her thoughts began to become somewhat, slightly disorganized.

He Shiling, what are you thinking?Think too much.

A gust of cool wind blew through, and she came back to her senses. It is estimated that she was a little dizzy from the rain just now, and her thoughts were confused.

What he said, meeting on the platform, should be to remind her again, don't forget to return his Song Ci, yes, it should be like this.

He Shiling straightened the hair in front of her forehead, and glanced at the umbrella in her hand. This umbrella is really beautiful. The light blue color and the small petals are fresh and elegant, and they are very interesting.

The rain in front of the eaves has gradually decreased, dripping slowly, falling to the ground, and slowly melting into the stagnant water.

The sky, slightly, a little brighter, not as gray as before, the world of rain and fog is about to pass.

Looking at the rain in front of the eaves, He Shiling laughed habitually, in the future?It's too early to say now.

Maybe, after today, she and him will no longer have intersection. After all, she only comes here occasionally for a year and a half. As for the Song Poetry, I don't know when I can find it. After finding it, maybe I can only Let my brother hand it over to him.

As for this umbrella, if he didn't mention it back, it should be regarded as his apology for "farewell without a word".

This bizarre two hours was as long as a century, and it was eventful.

The time in the future is left to the future to write slowly. At the age of 17, she is not ready to let another person accompany her to enjoy the rain, and she does not want to let others control her emotions prematurely.

Besides, she still has so many things waiting for her to discover and cooperate.

In the drama of her life, she herself is the protagonist.

"Goodbye, Nanke Yimeng." He Shiling looked at him, smiled at him, and walked into the rain with the light blue umbrella.

Watching the light blue umbrella gradually go away, Ke Mengnan lowered her head, smiled, took the book bag, took out the gray towel, and put it on top, as when she first discovered her, put the towel-covered one. The book bag, propped up on the head, also walked into the rain...

Goodbye, He Shiling!

In February, spring is returning, and the grass is slightly green.

Standing on the shoulders of spring,

I, missed the memory of winter.


In February, spring returns, misty and rainy.

That overwintering white butterfly has no perch,
after winter walks away

In the light rain, among the flowers, the willows are drooping, the spring is shallow, and it is warm and cold at first.

In Jiangnan in February, there are light rains and the grass is slightly green.

In the fading night, between words and pictures on the screen

Read a Que Song Poetry,
Recalling a song that belongs to Jiang Nanchun's light singing...

—— "The Chronicle of the Lingyong"

(End of this chapter)