boy and his hydrogen balloon

When Zheng Sheng was standing on the roof, Wu Qing finally woke up from his sleep, his face was pale, and he looked many years old.

Zheng Sheng hugged him, "Change back."

Wu Qing was still a little confused, "Why?"

"listen to me."

A 15-year-old boy is holding a thin string in his hand, on which is his best friend and the person he loves the most.

One end of this thread is connected to him, and the other end is connected to that person, worrying about their fate.

Wu Qing seemed to see what he wanted to do.

"You know. If you let go, I can't come back. There is no way to take you away. I can only fly farther and farther with the wind. You will never find me."

Zheng Sheng laughed and cried, "I know. But I still want to give you freedom. If you are by my side, you won't live long."

Wu Qing was silent, he didn't want Zheng Sheng to witness his death.

After being together for ten years, he has not only a human body, but also human emotions.

He also loves and hurts, and he is also afraid of the sadness of the one he loves.

Zheng Sheng asked, "Do you want to go?"

Wu Qing smiled, "Yes, I want to go out and see the world."

A gust of wind blew, and Zheng Sheng's hand shook, and he began to regret it.

But the balloon flew farther and farther with the wind, and completely disappeared from his life.

He crouched down, crying uncontrollably.

Wu Qing felt unprecedented freedom in the air, his body was very light, but he knew that it was not because he was free from restraint.It's because he won't live long.

He never told Zheng Sheng that even if they flew into the air, they would die soon.

Die in the arms of your lover on earth, or fall farther and farther away from your lover in the sky.

Wu Qing chose the latter.

From the first time he saw the bright-eyed little boy, from the time the little boy made wishes to him day and night, from the first time he turned into a human being and embraced the little master in his arms, it was doomed that there would be no results. .

When I first met you, you couldn't live a happy life yet.

So I show up to accompany you.

And now you've grown into an adult.

I can rest assured.

I love you.

Goodbye.

Zheng Sheng regretted it countless times in his later life, he should not let go of the thread in his hand.

But there is no other way.

He never met another person like Wu Qing.

He has indeed grown up, becoming more of a man after Wu Qing left.

It's just that in the dead of night, I also miss the days of acting like a baby in that person's arms.

A hundred years later, the ashes are scattered in the wind and floated into the sky. If you follow the trace of that person, you will always find them.

This life doesn't count, I promise you the next life.

The author has something to say:

My god.What kind of spicy chicken story I wrote.