Love Letters

During the spring rainy season, the sky seemed to be leaking, and it rained non-stop and could not be stopped.

Fortunately, the rain was not heavy, the drizzle was rustling and sparse, like kite strings.

It is indeed the season for flying kites.

"In February, the grass is green and the warblers are flying. The willows on the bank are swaying and the spring smoke is intoxicating."

If it weren't for the rain.............

The girl looked at the incessant rain and guessed that it would not stop today.

I was thinking that if I hadn't been in such a hurry to leave that I forgot to bring an umbrella, I wouldn't have been trapped here for so long.

The laughter around her blended into her smiling face, and at that moment, life seemed to be gradually colored.

Spring is in full swing, and life becomes vibrant as well.

She stuffed the book into her bag, looked at the sky and the road in the distance, gritted her teeth and rushed out.

At the same time, across the street, in a car waiting for the traffic light, a boy leaned against the window and witnessed everything.

Because of the traffic lights and the traffic jam, his eyes stayed on her ever since she came out.

Looking at the slight annoyance on her face.

Watching her being forced by the wind and rain to move a little further inside...

I watched her come out again and again because she was eager to leave, and then go back again and again, over and over again...

Even though it was the first time they met, he couldn't take his eyes off her.

For a moment, his heartbeat quickened, he could not hear the sounds around him, could not see anyone except her.

It seemed like only a few minutes from the time she came out to the time she left, but he felt as if time had slowed down ten times, so that the scene of their acquaintance began to appear before his eyes.

For the first time in his life, he wasn't bothered by the rain or the traffic jam.

Listening to the sound of drizzle falling on the car, it is like the voice of a bird spreading its wings and wanting to fly into the sky.

In an instant, it seemed that thousands of birds began to fly across the sky, dancing freely.

It's been raining, or to be more precise, it's been raining for a long time.

People around her walked by her in groups, holding colorful umbrellas, coming and going...

Only she was still standing there.

Like a lone bird.

Her eyes were looking at something unknown.

But he kept his eye on her.

With his hand on his chin, he carefully looked at the scenery outside the car window and didn't even hear the people around him asking questions.

"What are you looking at?"

"Acheng?"

His gaze did not move at all, his eyes were slightly raised, and there was complete indifference in the depths of his eyes. He opened his thin lips and said lightly: "Little bird."

The next time I saw Xiaoniao was at school.

Swallows flew across the sky, new leaves sprouted on the trees, and bells rang.

On the stage, the girl in a light blue dress danced gracefully, like a flower, a butterfly, a free bird...

Accompanied by beautiful piano music, she kept spinning, leaping, and swinging in the center of the stage...lightly and beautifully.

"who is she?"

The boy was sitting in the first row where the judges were scoring, his eyes all focused on the girl as the stage lights lit up, unable to look away.

I didn't expect to see you again so soon, and so close.

It seemed like it was the first time he was interested in someone. The people around him immediately introduced her to him excitedly, "Song Wenqing, a top student in the capital, and also a freshman in our university."

"I heard that because he was a poor student from a poor family, a child from the mountains, he was inferior, sensitive, and stubborn."

"But she is very talented in dancing. I heard that she was forced to do this. The short-term effect is indeed good."

...........

The people around him were talking nonstop to themselves, but the boy next to him seemed to be still immersed in his first sentence.

"Song Wenqing?"

At that moment, he was only concerned with figuring out the name and never thought that one day, Song Wenqing's name would be engraved deep in his soul like a brand.

After that all the madness and paranoia surrounded her...

The music stopped, and the girl bowed and left the stage amid applause and cheers.

After finishing his performance, Song Wenqing hurried backstage.

I glanced at my phone and realized it was already too late for the agreed time.

When she found that the dressing room backstage was full, she decisively picked up her skirt and ran out.

He ran out in such a hurry that he didn't notice until he bumped into someone.

He subconsciously supported her, and her waist seemed to be hot in his palms.

The two people's eyes met at this moment. His eyes were somewhat meaningful, and his deep pupils were a bit intimidating, clear and cold.

However, in her eyes, it looked a little scary.

So much so that she subconsciously didn't react.

"Why don't you look where you're going? How can you rush around recklessly?"

Someone around her was saying that she blamed her, "Why don't you apologize to the senior quickly?"

Hearing this, Song Wenqing was stunned and apologized subconsciously, "Senior...I'm sorry, Senior."

When Xu Zhancheng met her gaze, a hint of tenderness appeared in his cold eyes that he himself was not even aware of.

He raised his eyelids and hummed lightly.

Although he agreed, he did not let go.

The whole person embraced her in a restraining posture.

There was a hint of alienation and indifference on his angular face, and no emotion could be seen in his pair of black and white eyes.

However, Song Wenqing intuitively believed that he did it on purpose.

Remembering that she had something else to do, she suddenly felt a little resentful towards the person who stopped her.

She glanced at the big hand still restraining her waist and called out in a low voice, "Senior?"

I saw a hint of irritability and resentment between her brows, just like the rainy day at that time...

Xu Zhancheng let go of her at the right time, "Sorry!"

As soon as he let go, she ran away from him.

Just like the bird that day, free and light!

He suddenly remembered her eye roll just now, which seemed to be her true expression of emotion.

He seemed to be particularly addicted to it.

"Ah Cheng, how come you disappeared in the blink of an eye?"

The person next to me trotted over, seeming a little anxious.

Seeing him staring at the exit with a puzzled look on his face, he asked, "What are you doing here?"

"Encounter."

After a glimpse in the crowd, my eyes have followed you ever since.

Many times he asked himself why he was so paranoid about her.

Probably the moment they looked at each other, time had completely stopped...

He couldn't take his eyes off her, nor could he get out of the time he spent with her.

That day, she rushed into his life so recklessly, hastily, and without any precautions...

A spring afternoon I will never forget!