black vine fairy tale

Zhang Xinlin lay on the edge of the lake and slowly opened his eyes.

Surrounded by strange sights.It may be that when he ran in the fire in his dream, he also wandered here aimlessly in reality.

But apparently he was lucky - he didn't fall into the pool, and, moreover, he found a small dandelion field.

The rainstorm has passed and it is night.Under the black night, the dandelions are tightly closed buds.Zhang Xinlin was a little lucky, if it wasn't for the dandelions not blooming at night, this flower field would probably be ruined by the heavy rain.

Zhang Xinlin sat up slowly, he was in a daze in front of the lake.

This place is too much like the star lake in the dream, but the difference is that there are no stars in the sky tonight, only a round moon, silently sprinkled silver light all over the ground.Moreover, there were no two people wearing engagement rings sitting by the lake, only myself who was soaked by the rain.

Zhang Xinlin stroked her finger, where there was a ring before.

He suddenly thought of the story about dandelions that Mu Shuo hadn't finished telling in his dream.

He interrupted the story behind Mu Shuo at that time, because he knew what happened behind.

Dandelion became a symbol of luck, victory and homecoming in that country, but luck, victory and homecoming did not always favor the soldiers of this country.

Mu Shuo's slightly sad voice seemed to echo in his ears again. It was an afternoon many years ago when Mu Shuo was telling Zhang Xinlin his new fairy tale.

"An unfortunate heavy rain interrupted the delivery of supplies to the front lines of the country, and a disastrous defeat was staged in the besieged and isolated cities. Many, many soldiers in that war never returned to their hometowns."

"On the last day of the siege, the general stood in the tower, looking out of the city from afar."

"His adjutant picked a dandelion for him."

"The general said he didn't want to pollute this dandelion with failure. His adjutant said, let's infuse it with love."

"So the general gently kissed the dandelion, and let the pure white flower umbrella fly to his lover with his endless words of love."

"Afterwards, the general took the last elite and died on the battlefield."

"The pure white dandelion flew to the general's lover. The lover raised his hand and caught the white umbrella with the small black box. But immediately, the lover burst into tears."

"There is a little dark stain on the little black box."

"From here, my lover learned the news of the general's death."

Zhang Xinlin pressed a kiss on the finger that was hot from his caress, leaving a little bright red blood on the snow-white finger.There was a scar on his cheek that he didn't know when, but he couldn't feel the pain anymore.But that's okay, because it means that his endless pain is about to come to an end.

Zhang Xinlin fell into a deep sleep.This time, he didn't dream of anything that disturbed him.

He dreamed that he was surrounded by warmth.He turned over and fell asleep in the soft bedding.It was raining heavily outside and it was dark, so his body clock was off and he overslept today.It was already too late when he woke up suddenly.

He hurriedly got up, rushed into the bathroom to wash up hastily, made some preparations, and finally stood at the door ready to go out.There is an umbrella and a small box on the shoe cabinet.He picked up an umbrella, and the small box with great care, and then rushed out the door.

On a rainy day, there were no cars or people on the street.Even though Zhang Xinlin was holding an umbrella, she was still wet.He hurried to the playground, but was informed that the graduation ceremony had been moved to a closed gymnasium due to heavy rain.So Zhang Xinlin ran to the gymnasium again.

After the graduation ceremony, his friends greeted him, but Zhang Xinlin was thinking about another important event, told them that he would treat them to dinner later, and left in a hurry.

He informed Mu Shuo that today is his graduation ceremony, and Mu Shuo should have arrived at school by now.Zhang Xinlin thought of what would happen later, and his heart was pounding.Holding the small box tightly in his hand, he anxiously looked for Mu Shuo's figure.

Finally, behind the heavy rain and in front of the dandelion statue, Zhang Xinlin saw a familiar figure from the back.

Zhang Xinlin was so embarrassing that he couldn't say a word at that time, Mu Shuo asked him what was wrong, Zhang Xinlin blushed from his cheeks to the base of his neck.

Finally, Zhang Xinlin threw off the umbrella, knelt down on one knee in the heavy rain, and lifted the small box.

He almost shouted: "Mu Shuo! I love you! Let's get married!"

Fortunately, there was no one else on this road, Zhang Xinlin's appearance only scared Mu Shuo.Mu Shuo was startled, and then laughed out loud: "Are you proposing to me?"

Zhang Xinlin's face was very hot: "Yes. I love you, I want to marry you. We want to be together forever."

Mu Shuo smiled and held out his hand to Zhang Xinlin.Zhang Xinlin couldn't hide the smile on his face, and awkwardly put on the ring for Mu Shuo.

Afterwards, he was hugged by Mu Shuo and put on another one.

The two drowned chickens in the rain looked at each other for a moment, and then both laughed.Mu Shuo took Zhang Xinlin's hand, and the two walked into the long corridor of the school, shoulders touching, the corridor blocked the flying raindrops.The two kissed at the end of the corridor.

When Zhang Xinlin woke up this time, he was smiling.

It was also dawn, and the bright sunshine sprinkled on the lake, like a lake of stars.

The dandelions on the shore are blooming.The pure white fluff swayed gently in the sun.

Zhang Xinlin leaned over and picked a dandelion.

Looking at the pure flower umbrella, he seemed to think of something, smiled slightly, and stretched his eyebrows and eyes.

Then, he said softly to the white umbrella:

"Musuo, I love you too."

Afterwards, he blew lightly, then stepped back a few steps, and fell into the deep, still lake.

One second before he fell into the water, he saw the melodious flower umbrella flying into the sky with black seeds.

He knew that the love and vows between him and Mu Shuo were contained in that small black box.

Zhang Xinlin gradually sank to the bottom of the lake. In the glimmering sunlight that penetrated into the lake, he seemed to see Mu Shuo and himself when they were teenagers, gently holding each other's fingertips amidst the singing of cicadas.

When a gust of wind blows, the dandelion fields on the shore are swaying, and countless white flower umbrellas fly towards the bright sunshine with that missing.The sorrow of the doomsday cannot pass through this pure land, and the two souls cross the deep lake and rain flames, and they cuddle up to each other in the pure white flower umbrellas flying all over the sky.This is their wedding.