She had loved him so much, in the days when they were young enough to fly their own paper kites.
She stood in the mountain of wild flowers, looking up, with a happy smile on her face. The wind whistled over her ear, she fell into a warm measure in an instant, raised her head, not unexpectedly saw him as usual clean and docile smiling face, heart instantly calm down.
She loved him, she thought. Even if he was about to leave.
Busy graduation party, she stood alone in the dark corner, hesitated for a long time, only to open the door of the ballroom, into the busy hall.
In an instant she saw the man she loved, standing in the center of a group of women, looking anxiously up at the entrance from time to time, and seeing her go out, her eyes lit up.
But she turned away at the moment when her eyes met, she was afraid that her tears would come down.
The stars were shining brightly in the night sky, and the woman stopped in front of the library, not far away. The music of the ball came faintly, and she looked up at the stars.
The dim light dimly shone on her face, with a thick sadness.
There was a faint rush of footsteps behind him, too late to turn his head, he was packed into a warm measure.
Looking back, she saw a faint smile of sadness on his face and turned slowly to look directly at him face to face.
The slender fingers of her whiskers wrapped her little hand tightly around her palm, and her face had a cherished glow.
Quietly looking at each other, the distance suddenly between the soft music, wake up the two people looking at each other.
Smiling at each other, he made an invitation like a gentleman, she smiled gently, like a lady holding a skirt in return, accepted the invitation.
Two people in the night quietly dance, the woman’s white dress accompanied by dance music to draw a beautiful arc, two people have a happy smile on their faces.
At that moment, they are happy, even if the previous face, is how painful farewell.
Three months later, he graduated from college, bought a train ticket to the south, standing in the waiting hall of people coming and going, looking at the woman he loved from a distance, standing in the pale sunshine, quietly looking at him, with a peaceful and stable smile on his face as in the past, and an unusually calm heart.
Her eyes through the surging crowd, watching his back slowly moving to the distance, more and more blurred, subconsciously reached out her hand, tightly embrace themselves. In this way, watching his receding back… Crowds, surging. Everything is gradually blurred. There was nothing left in my mind. But the moment he crossed the ticket barrier, he suddenly turned his head, gave her a confused look, and for an instant, suddenly smiled.
The tears she had been holding back for a long time finally came down…
She began to habitually recall, walking through every inch of land they had walked all the way, looking up alone, smiling quietly at the stars of the night.
She is a quiet and bright woman, alone days, she is still used to open the bedroom door at night, watching the moonlight from the living room window, quietly out.
The stars outside the window are so scattered, she quietly sat on the spacious cold double bed, silently looking up at the stars outside the window. For a moment, I lowered my eyes and felt calm in my heart.
She was no longer a woman in white cotton dresses; She has a closet full of dark dresses; She likes to get up in the middle of the night to dry her various dark dresses, dancing alone in the layers of her bare feet, with a extinguished cigarette at her fingertips. Only memories, still flowing silently, across her young and healthy skin, and no sound left.
Already enough, she held herself in silence in the gloom, hearing her own hollow and cold voice. She was sure that on certain days she loved him, and that was enough…
She looked up and felt her cold tears slipping silently from the corners of her eyes…
