There are too many encounters in the world, regardless of cause and effect. Just like fireworks, they are enchanting. After three minutes of brilliance, seven minutes of them feel sad. You love the depth of that night, but I have been alone in the desolation of the sky for half my life.
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Xiao Si is a somewhat maverick child. Reserved with an almost crazy paranoia. In his body, time stretches like a flying shuttle, and trivial lives are intertwined and confused. The only trajectory that remained unchanged was that he ran around her for three years after three years, three years after three years, along parallel lines that could never intersect. From the flowering season when he loves to dream, to the youth that is gone and never returned, he proves that his love is the ocean that is difficult to water with his attitude of no winter and no summer.
But for such an infatuated person who makes people feel distressed, it is inevitable that there will be some episodes in his life. So Xiao Si is not the protagonist of this story, the protagonist’s name is Xiao Yao.
I met Xiao Si during the holiday. He still looks like that, always with an unassuming smile on his face, and likes to use a clean and gentle voice to tell you little things that seem ordinary but are meaningful. When he talks about some past events about the people he likes, he will show a trace of shyness on his face, and then he will look at me awkwardly, with an expression like begging you to let me go.
Before leaving, he told me that he wanted me to write something about Xiaoyao. Because he promised to write an article for Xiaoyao, but he couldn't start. I listened to him tell a rough story about how you would die if you don't do it. In Xiao Si's few words, let me talk about this Xiao Yao, a little girl who dares to love and hate, and is a bit cherished.
The acquaintance of Xiao Si and Xiao Yao is an extremely low probability event. A few years ago, Xiao Si established a star-chasing fan group, and Xiao Yao joined it at some point without knowing it. If it just infiltrated into each other's lives, it would be a bit too bloody drama.
Probably a long time later, Xiao Si has gone to college. In the month before the college entrance examination, thoughts are like a tide, eroding every minute and second of his life. Feeling uneasy all day long, every time he saw the words about the college entrance examination, his memory would press the pause button. Her smiles and frowns were particularly brilliant during the two days on June 78. He had no intention of doing anything, so he had to face the computer every day and constantly browse various social platforms.
Xiaoyao, who was a sophomore in high school at the time, occasionally checked in, posted, and chatted in between studies. Complain about the difficulty of math questions, the boring English, and the boredom of history and geography. I don’t know how many times it was, but Xiaoyao would see someone replying to her message below. Tell her something about what she studied in high school.
After going back and forth, the two of them became familiar with each other. Maybe one needs to be cared for, and the other needs to release love. People who have no intersection with each other originally have secretly grasped each other's weakest thread in the sea of ??people.
Xiaoyao is very dependent on Xiaosi. No matter whether Xiaosi is in class, sleeping, eating, or shopping, he will always receive messages from Xiaoyao. Every time it was a trivial matter. The bigger problem is that I didn't do well in the exam and I had a quarrel with a friend today. Every time, Xiaosi would give Xiaoyao some heartfelt persuasion as a person who had experienced the situation. He didn't find it annoying either. It seemed that Xiao Si had always been such an approachable, tepid and patient young man.
Emotion is a very delicate thing. It is surging when it comes, but it leaves nothing behind when it goes. Sometimes a drop of water can turn the entire desert into a sea of ??flowers.
Under the high pressure of studying, Xiaoyao’s boring life can be described as dire and fiery. By chance, the appearance of Xiao Si brought a steady flow of fresh water into her life. Every girl has sweet dreams about love when she is young. They are simple and brave. The way they love is to completely lose themselves and let the other person control their emotions and joys. Even if they are scarred, they will never tire of it just to get that little feeling of love.
Xiao Si said that he liked girls with long hair, so Xiao Yao spent half a year changing from the short hair she had been used to wearing since she was a child. When she sent the photo of her long hair to Xiao Si, she was as happy as if she had the biggest weight in the world. But Xiao Si, who is naturally insensitive, looks at the innocent and beautiful Xiao Yao, but his heart is still like thousands of years of ice. He didn't know that his words not only changed Xiaoyao's lifestyle, but also ignited the hope in Xiaoyao's heart.
Girls’ love is full of sweet stories. The legend of the four-leaf clover seems to be rooted in the hearts of many people. Some people say that as long as you find a four-leaf clover, you will find happiness. Xiaoyao knows that Xiaosi is unhappy, so she wants to make Xiaosi happy. Not long after, Xiao Si received a silver four-leaf clover pendant. Xiaoyao polished it little by little with a dime coin. It can be imagined that in every spare moment, Xiaoyao took a small grinding tool and carefully outlined every edge and corner. It doesn't matter if your hands are scratched; it doesn't matter if you don't understand the class; it doesn't matter if your eyes are red; it doesn't even matter if Xiao Si doesn't like it. As long as she can give, no matter right or wrong, even if there is no reward, she will do it stubbornly. Because this is her attitude towards love.
On New Year’s Eve one year, Xiaosi posted a diary. He said that the happiest thing is watching the beautiful fireworks outside the window with the person he likes the most. He wanted to make the longest vows on a special day, side by side, facing the gorgeous sky. Xiaoyao didn't fall asleep that night. She took out all the fireworks at home and lit them. Then she recorded the video and sent it to Xiaosi who was sleeping. She added a sentence, if possible, I would like to accompany you to see all the fireworks in the world.
When Xiaosi woke up the next day and saw Xiaoyao’s words, he knew that he might have done something wrong. He took away other people's intentions with his inadvertence. In the video, he saw Xiaoyao lighting the fireworks with trembling hands, then running away screaming. He saw her cold red cheeks, saw her eyes looking forward to being praised, and saw the deep love in her eyes.
But Xiao Si only has one person in his heart. He only treats Xiaoyao as his sister.
What he did wrong was to give the tenderness that should only belong to one person to others.
So he promised to accompany Xiaoyao during the college entrance examination, but he did not go; he promised to wait until Xiaoyao was admitted to college to send her to school, but he did not; he promised Xiaoyao many things but did not do it. He gradually left Xiaoyao's life quietly.
Without Xiao Si, Xiao Yao doesn’t know what she did wrong, but she knows that Xiao Si may not appear in her life again.
Xiaoyao left a message for Xiaosi, and they have not contacted him since.
She said, since my wishful thinking has brought you pain, then I will choose to leave forever. I just don’t know whether I should thank you for decorating my life with such flowers, or hate you for the infinite frost that your determination has brought to me. One final wish is that I hope you can write an article about me and let me know whether I have any weight in your heart.
Xiao Si didn’t tell me what happened next. When he told it, it seemed like he was telling someone else's story. I couldn't see any sadness on his face. But I could feel the deep apology deep in his heart. After all, he didn't have to agree to Xiaoyao's last wish. Because even if I wrote it, Xiaoyao wouldn’t be able to read it. There is no contact information, who should I write it to? Telling it to me might be a kind of atonement.
People yearn for love, but love is not always beautiful. If you meet the wrong person at the right time, you will grow; if you meet the right person at the wrong time, you will only have regrets. As the annual rings are strengthened in circles, there will naturally be many enlightenments.
Those who have been devoted to love, may you continue to cherish your longings and dreams, and walk calmly in the world of dogs and horses. Go and listen to the majestic waves of the sea, go and see the clouds rolling and relaxing in the sky. Youth is the quicksand that cannot be grasped, and old age is also the sublimation of tiredness.
Everyone has the right to be treated gently. May the world live up to your loyalty, and may time live up to your youth.
I hope you will be lucky enough to meet a close friend during your splendid years, who will accompany you through the wasted years and watch all the fireworks in the world with you...