just to meet you

Chapter 1 Wedge: You have been away for so long, do you miss me very much

Although it is only November, Morikawa City seems to have entered winter ahead of schedule, with snow falling.

Not a single star could be seen in the deep sky, and the night hung low, making it suffocating.

Fluffy snowflakes are falling, like a mischievous elf waving a magic wand in his hand. Just stretch out your hand, and the thin snowflakes will fall steadily on the palm of your hand, melting into a warm tear in an instant.

This is probably the coldest snowy night in Morikawa City in recent years.

On the hillside, the soft snow covers the green pines and cypresses tightly, and there are tall and low trees hanging around, which is very beautiful.

On the winding mountain road, two rows of footprints of different shades loomed under the cover of white snow.

The footprints stretched all the way until——

In front of a solitary grave.

Through the thin moonlight, one can vaguely see a tall and handsome boy in front of the grave.

He was wearing a long off-white windbreaker, with snow falling on his shoulders.The weather is so cold, but his clothes are very thin.

There was a wind blowing, and the corners of the clothes were gently blown up, swinging back and forth in the howling wind.

He is really a good-looking boy, with a chiseled outline and dark jade-like eyes, like a handsome god in ancient Greek mythology.

His gloomy look and pale face, facing the snowflakes all over the sky, showed a kind of independent air all over him.

His knees were deeply sunken in the snow, but his face was calm, as if he was unconscious, indifferent to the biting cold.

The snowflakes fell silently.

He knelt in the icy snow, and the snow fell on his hair and clothes. The cold seemed to swallow him cruelly.But he turned a deaf ear to it, and just stared blankly at the tombstone in front of him. His slender body seemed to have been immobilized by a spell of immobilization, and remained motionless, like a perfect sculpture.

After a long time, he stretched out his hand, his slender fingers trembling, gently stroking the cold tombstone, every movement seemed so gentle and cautious.

In just a split second, the originally dark eyes were filled with crystal clear liquid, and the tears burst out as if they could no longer be restrained!The tears seemed to be held back for too long, and at this moment they finally found an outlet to vent.

As the tears fell, he murmured a name affectionately and sadly: "Xiaoyu..." His voice was low and hoarse, as if he had exhausted all his strength to pour out the name, "Xiaoyu... "Every call of his seems to be filled with biting sadness and unconcealable affection!
but--

No one answered his call...

nobody.

It was very quiet.Only winter snow falls tirelessly.

Under the moonlight, the small tombstone stood there alone. Under the thin moonlight, one could vaguely see the words "Lin Xiaoyu" engraved on the tombstone, which was desolate and powerful.

The snowflakes flying all over the sky seem to have sensed this sadness, as if deliberately slowing down, softly, slowly, as if silently mourning all this sadness in their own way, like a kind of gentle and silent companionship.

"Xiaoyu..." As he spoke, the corner of his mouth suddenly curved into a gentle smile, "Look, I brought you your favorite fruit, you must miss its taste very much, right?"

With his slender fingers, he opened the bag on the side, carefully placed the fruits inside in front of the tombstone one by one, and then fixedly stared at the name on the tombstone, with a deep and loving light in his eyes.

The snowflakes fell silently on the fruits, as if they had been covered with a crystal coat.

"It's been a whole thousand and ninety-five days. You're all alone there, how are you doing..."

In his dark jade-like eyes, there is a deep sorrow, like a cloud and mist, penetrating into the bottom of my heart.

"You have been away for so long, do you miss me? The night here is so dark, sleeping here alone, will you feel scared? But it doesn't matter, I will often come to accompany you in the future, do you agree? "

Time seemed to fall into infinity in an instant.

The uncontrollable sadness, the boundless darkness, seemed to obliterate him...

The snowflakes fell quietly, as if playing a long sad song.

I do not know how long it has been.

Suddenly, a soft voice rang in his ear——

"Rong Xingye..."

Hearing the sound, his heart suddenly stagnated!
In a trance, he turned his head cautiously, as if a century had passed, a faint light slowly rose from his eyes, and his pupils gradually dilated...

"Xiaoyu—"

(End of this chapter)