[Love and Producer] Online chat style love

You like to go to play with your neighbor's elder brother Xu Mo very much.

He will take you on a swing.

He will take you to catch fireflies.

He will tell you your favorite "The Little Prince" story.

More importantly, whenever you go home after playing with Xu Mo, you will always have a sweet dream.

Your secret location is under a huge camphor tree.You often go there to play.

What you like most is leaning against the tree trunk with Xu Mo and letting him listen to your stories.

"······The girl ran to their secret place crying, the boy hugged her and kissed her······"

You blushed when you talked about kissing.For you, kissing is something that only exists in fairy tales.

But Xu Mo on the side looked indifferent.Xu Mo is a few years older than you, and knows a lot more than you.

You clung to Xu Mo's ear and asked secretly, "Have you ever kissed?"

"No." Xu Mo shook his head.

You made it back with some regret. "I seem to know what it feels like!"

"Why are you talking about this all of a sudden?" Xu Mo asked.

"I saw it," you replied. "The stories I tell you often come to my mind as if I had experienced them myself."

Later, you will know that these stories that come to mind are not experienced, but predicted.

You are a child who can predict and be different from others.

This realization makes you panic.No one wants to know in advance what will happen afterwards, especially if there are bad things to face.

"It's okay." Xu Mo said while holding your hand.

He promises that he will help you solve the problem.You trust Xu Mo very much.

After a few months, you almost forget the previous story.it happens.

The camphor tree is still tall and straight.But you and Xu Mo have changed.

You have grown taller and are not as close as you used to be.

Xu Mo gently pressed your head into his arms, stroking your back.

"I am here."

His voice was tender but tender.

"There is a saying in The Little Prince, if you want to create bonds with others, you must bear the risk of tears."

"The older you get, the less important people will become, and the remaining people will become more and more important."

There was a deep sadness in his tone, and these words seemed to be speaking to himself.

"Cry, it will feel much better after crying."

He gently wiped your tears for you, you raised your face, and before you could react, your lips were covered with warmth.You close your eyes slowly.

He kissed very lightly, like a soft feather, like ice cream quietly melting.

"I hope that your memories with me are good."

"But you still choose to leave, right..."

"Yes. It is a choice I must make."

Xu Mo let go of his embrace, and never looked at you again.

Later, from a certain day, you will no longer see the future, and you will no longer have prophetic dreams.

You gradually get used to the life without Xu Mo, and you gradually get used to the invisible future.

Like an ordinary child, you slowly went through junior high school and went to high school.

You were very popular in high school.You study well, you look good, and you play the piano well.

Every Friday at noon, there will always be the wonderful sound of your piano playing in the music room.

In a late autumn afternoon when the ginkgo is falling, the music gradually flows to the climax with the fingertips.

Ginkgo leaves suddenly danced with the sound of the piano, covering the sky.

You subconsciously looked out of the floor-to-ceiling windows—seeing the young man whose heartbeat stopped for an instant.

White.

You mutter his name silently in your mind.

You know this young man, but you can't say you are familiar with him.

The only time I had contact was before going to school.

It was sunny that day, but for some reason, it rained heavily on the road.The poor little cat on the side of the road was hit by the rain and became drenched.

You couldn't bear it, so you took off your coat and covered the kitten.

It's still cold when it rains.You shiver without your coat.

I was already prepared to catch a cold, but I didn't expect a boy's coat to fall from the sky.

The air that belongs only to the young man came to his nostrils.

That was the first time you met Bai Qi.You did not speak.Bai Qi put down his coat and ran away.

Later, you washed Bai Qi's coat and wanted to return it and express your gratitude.

But several of your classmates were shocked when they heard that you were going to find Bai Qi.

Bai Qi can hit twenty at a time, and I heard that he has something to do with the underworld.Classmates tell you.

You are a little confused, the rumors you have heard are ten by ten.But honestly it's pretty scary.

In the end, the matter of returning the coat was over.

You feel like Bai Qi is looking at you.But the music room is on the second floor, and when you get close to the window, Bai Qiren has already turned around.

You're kind of scary, but you're handsome.

You think so.

Later, when you graduated, you and Bai Qi left contact information with each other.

You and Bai Qi occasionally chat a few words.Bai Qi's reply is always short, but not as fierce as you might imagine.

On the day you entered the university, you happily took a picture of the school and sent it to Bai Qi.

Bai Qi never replied.

This is the end of your brief exchange.

You opened your eyes bewilderedly.

You just had a very real dream, so real that you wondered if you lost a memory.

Did you know Li Zeyan and Zhou Qiluo so early?

Can you really predict it?

You can't be sure.

But you have to face it.

You turned on the phone, hesitated for a moment, and finally clicked on the contact information of that person.

You typed quickly and sent it.

The opposite side responded to the message almost in seconds.

The author has something to say: If there is anything you don’t understand, just leave a message. My writing is a bit vague.

After that, it will be the ending chapter. There are four chapters in total. I plan to release them together after finishing writing, so I can wait four or five days to see if there is any update.

The newly opened pit also involves love and producers, and it will be written after all this article is published

First of all, I would like to thank all of you lovely readers. At the beginning, I really didn’t expect that someone would read my nonsense. 2333333