Have fate with you

June 28, [-] is the summer solstice.The train of my life, from this day on, deviated from the track.

That day my car broke down inexplicably, and finally troubled Liu Yuan to send me to the airport.Originally, this was not a particularly important matter, and it could be resolved with just a phone call, but as the days approached, it suddenly occurred to me that Liu Yuan once told me that she liked the sky in that city, so before I left, I revised the plan , to go to that city in person.

While walking on the road, my good sister’s "It’s Still Raining on Monday Morning" was played on a loop in the car. After getting along with her for a long time, I discovered one of her characteristics. She likes to play songs in a loop. Sometimes a song can be looped for half an hour. moon.From this point of view, she looks exactly the same as her appearance, and she is a long-term lover.

Even though I was breathing cold air, I noticed fine beads of sweat dripping from her forehead. I took out a piece of paper, and I wanted to wipe off the sweat for her, but I didn't expect her to dodge subconsciously, pursing the corners of her lips:

"I think people need to be braver sometimes." Before I could respond to the endless sentence, she continued on her own: "So, I'm going to confess my love to him."

She faced the front and smiled, but I saw the hands holding the steering wheel tightly, the knuckles were faintly white.

In front of me, she rarely mentioned that person, and when she mentioned it occasionally, she immediately blurted it out. This was the first time Liu Yuan talked about him openly and honestly in front of me, with a solemn and gentle tone.

"Then you can definitely succeed." As her friend, I believe in her charm, but I can't help but imagine that the occasional words and guesses can make her like this, the person who has liked for a whole ten years. Where is the sacred.

Couldn't help but ask out.

The car braked suddenly, the end of the road was already here, and the front of the car was facing the airport, she didn't answer.

"Then, go early and come back early." Liu Yuan lowered the car window, took the tissue in my hand, smiled warmly, looked at me with complicated eyes, and waved her hand to say goodbye to me.

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On the morning of June 29, I shared the sky of the city with her.

At midnight on June 29, she told me that the contract negotiation was successful.

On the morning of June [-], she told me that she had made all the preparations and was waiting, hoping that her confession would be successful.

At noon on June [-], I wish her success.

In the middle of the night on June [-], she told me that before returning home, Jiangcheng had a torrential rain that occurred once in ten years.

In the early morning of July [-]st, I told her to be careful on the road.

On the morning of July [-], no one answered.

There is no last side between me and her.

At eleven o'clock on July [-]st, I played the game she recommended to me on my mobile phone and bought a postcard with the theme of city sky for her.

At 28:[-], Sun Zhao called: "Liu Yuan is dead."

Died in the morning.

At 35:[-], after completing the last task in Xinshou Village, he pressed the familiar eleven numbers, and the phone was turned off.

The blue sky was blurry in front of my eyes.

In order to avoid a pedestrian suddenly appearing from the corner, she always stops at the age of 28; her confession has no beginning and no end; her life is gone, leaving us with a gloomy.

She likes sunshine, but when she died, the light was buried by dark clouds, and the dark sky was only left with thunder and lightning roaring.

At [-]:[-], I called the company, but was told that it was still raining in Jiangcheng and the plane was grounded.

At [-]:[-] in the morning, I took a red-eye flight and came to the neighboring city of Jiangcheng. I rented a car. The windshield was hit by the heavy rain, and the car music was turned on.

"Monday morning it was still raining

Turn on the phone and wait for your message

phone has no sound

like your speechless expression

I think I'm still not used to being alone

Your smell on the pillow fades little by little

There is no smell of you on the coat

It rains every day in the summer of Hangzhou

The heavy rain washes away your traces"

The heavy rain washed away her traces.

The location of the car accident was the newly built CBD area in Jiangcheng in recent years, which was the original development area.

It was still raining, and through the car window, I saw Liu Yuan's parents.

Mother Liu, looking at me in a daze, said that she was traveling with me on the 28th, and her eyes were just a dream.

Father Liu's eyes were slightly red, and he grabbed Mother Liu who was drenched in the heavy rain, and handed me a red diary from his bag.

The footer of the notebook has turned yellow, showing that it has been a long time. When I opened the first page, the time written on it happened to be when I was from the first year of high school to the third year of high school.

Jian Jia Cang Cang, white dew is frost.

She said that I am an untraceable Yiren, who can be seen but cannot be touched. She is constantly looking for it, but it is always one step too late.

It turned out that the first time we met was in the first year of high school.

A sunny noon.

She remembered me that day, and I forgot her.

It turned out that he was her and she was me, but I didn't get the confession I deserved.

Liu Yuan is a... liar.

I cheated my feelings, but came to the end, leaving me only a diary that is better than nothing.

Holding the diary, looking at the boundless night through the floor-to-ceiling windows.

Waking up again, I went back to that morning with a high fever ten years ago.