Qingteng's Mind - Middle School Era

Chapter 627 The Most Romantic Thing - The Unfinished Story

The slender first-quarter moon in the sky slowly descended and fell a lot.

Su Qianqian closed her eyes slightly, and a light tear fell from the corner of her eyes.

After such a long memory, when I think about it now, my heart is still blocked, and I am still too sad to restrain myself.

There was a wind passing by, bringing with it a burst of fragrance.

Gently opened his eyes, watching the full frame of roses swaying in front of his eyes, but felt a river of sadness in his heart.

Another gust of wind blew by, sending a faintly intelligible song:
"Only the length of a movie / To sum up the time passed / We were crazy / And we had to leave.

Looking across the entire starry sky / The youth is ups and downs in front of my eyes / The direction of the moonlight / Is where you are..."

who is singing?
Su Qianqian pressed her temple lightly, slid her fingertips across the corners of her eyes, and followed the sound to look over.

Not far away, at the intersection of Lilac Road and Rose Road, a woman with a fluttering skirt passed by, and her graceful singing voice walked by, singing:
Crazy yesterday/running, desperate/watching the bright starry sky together/dreaming when I was young and didn't understand pain...

Young people don't understand pain?

Su Qianqian blinked her eyes inadvertently, pulled the corners of her mouth slightly, and raised an imperceptible smile.

Young people don't know what it's like to be sad?In fact, it's just because we haven't reached the real pain point.

Who said that time can heal everything and heal those past pains?She didn't believe it before, and now she doesn't believe it even more.After many years, in retrospect, it is still a heart-piercing pain.

It hurts so much that she seems to have returned to the first August after graduating from the fifth grade.

Everything, since that August, has no reason or excuse to continue.

As for what my sister said in the letter, the three wishes.

She will spend her whole life fulfilling her first two wishes.

And for the third, for...

Su Qianqian turned her head slightly and looked at Liu Ruixuan who was at the rear right.

White shirt, slightly long hair, a strand of hair on the forehead, gently blowing up in the breeze, revealing a handsome profile, looking at the crescent moon in the western sky, what is he thinking?
It seems that in the blink of an eye, they have all grown up.

It also seems that the soul has been trekking for a long time, and it has been carried forward for many years, and it has become numb to the vicissitudes of life, and I don't know what year it is.I also don't remember whose eyes or windows the former young man passed by.

"Remember/Remember that story/Tell that we once knew each other/Even though we are now separated by time..."

Not far or near, that bright and somewhat faint voice came over.

Once acquaintance?
Su Qianqian glanced at Liu Ruixuan, and then looked towards the intersection. The girl with a fluttering skirt stopped and stood with her back, leaving only her back blowing in the wind.

Once acquaintance?
The boy next to him never knew her.

In his memory, there has never been an image of her, only his sister.

This is also the reason why, her sister's third wish, she cannot and cannot be fulfilled.

For her, the boy next to her belonged to her sister only. In the past, she always thought that in her heart.

But now, she understands more clearly that this boy only has his cousin in his heart.

And she is like a passing cloud, oh no, it is a cloud floating in the sky that has never been seen, fleeting with the wind, leaving no trace.

At this moment, she has no intention or intention to care about it.

Just like in the beginning, her unintentional running was not because Xiao Rui was hers.Rather, because Xiaorui is the one who belongs to the older sister.

And all of that has gone away with the departure of my sister in the summer of the fifth grade.

There is no reason to tell those stories anymore.

She is, and can only be Su Qianqian!I will never become Ouyang Fuqian!
"The unfinished story / hides the most touching explanation / regret has become the most beautiful love poem / only the unfinished story / hides the most missed shadow..."

There was a wind passing by, and in the fragrant wind, a few poignant lyrics were sent.

Su Qianqian couldn't help but bowed her head, that's an unfinished story.

Regret has become the most beautiful love poem?

No, the unfinished story made regret the deepest pain in her heart.

If possible, she hopes that she can come back earlier, stay by her sister's side, and accompany her through the last journey.

In August of that year, and the autumn that followed, the whole person was in a daze, his mind was blank, and it seemed that the chaos had not yet opened.

She suddenly didn't know where to go, and she didn't know how to face the world alone?
After moving, staying in that strange room, she saw at a glance the thick green rose leaves next door, and then realized that her parents took her to move next door to Jingyun Normal University.

My mother said, that way, when I am free from work, I can see her as soon as I look up, and I can see her in front of the window.

After hearing this, Su Qianqian began to smile and then nodded.

After a short pause, her mother told her that if she wanted to relax, she could go to the campus of Jingyun Normal University and see the life of college students.

Su Qianqian responded and nodded.

Throughout August, she didn't want to go anywhere, and she didn't go.

Sitting in front of the not-so-high window, looking out from the balcony on the third floor, the eye-full green undulates in the wind, and occasionally someone walks past the green leaves, disappears from one end, and appears from the other end.

It seems that after a self-concealment, and then, leave, walk out of the green eyes.

Time passed in such flashes and disappearances, the originally clear eyes lost their brilliance, but the initial ups and downs in my heart were reflected in the green eyes, and gradually ironed into a quiet lake, which could not be seen. A ripple.

As August drew to a close, she thought and thought, she was going to see her sister.

She knew that that day, it was a weekend, the sun was surprisingly good, scorching the ground, hotter than any summer in the past, she and her parents were sitting in the black car driven by the middle-aged man with ordinary eyebrows, Head southwest of Jingyun.

A large expanse of greenery hits the sight, and a river more than [-] meters wide goes around the lawn.The river water was clear, reflecting the blue sky above, and in the slight wind, there were circles of ripples, and the fresh and tender aquatic plants by the river swayed lightly.

Open, open, flat.

The original haze and worries in Su Qianqian's heart subsided in an instant.

Walking forward, you can see that in the wide lawn, there are areas neatly arranged in a square grid, lined up one by one, and it is hard to see how many are behind and how many are to the left.

They stopped in the fifth row, in front of the sixth stele.

Those familiar eyebrows, the slight smile between the eyes and the brows, the slightly raised corners of the lips.

elder sister!

Su Qianqian's heart skipped a beat, her sister was looking at her smiling from the black and white photo.

A gust of hot wind passed in front of him.

Su Qianqian suddenly remembered that there seemed to be none of the photos of her sister, and the old photos of her and her sister together.

On the fourth day after she returned home, she found that the photo album standing tall in the book corner was gone.

She searched for a long time but couldn't find it.

Sitting quietly in a daze alone, after thinking for a long time, I realized that it must be my parents who put it away.

The last thought about her sister was never left to her.

From then on, she lost even the right to see things and think about others.

She can only remember silently in her heart, and then, looking at herself in the mirror, she slowly feels the distance between her sister and her. Even if she reaches the end of her life, even if she can only remember, her sister will not disappear in her heart... …

The not-too-distant singing came over again, interrupting Su Qianqian's brief memories.

"Please remember / our story / the wound engraved in the depths of the soul / our favorite song / those unfinished stories / hide the most missed shadow..."

(End of this chapter)