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Although there was a severe snowstorm this winter, I didn't feel cold at all. The icy weather brought many disasters, I hope she is safe and sound....
Ding dong!
Oh, it's a video call from Yao Yao.
"Where are you?!" she shouted into the phone. In the midst of winter, the wind howled like a fierce demon, tearing at everyone's ears. I could see her red nose through the screen, looking adorable against the backdrop of her earphones.
"Have you arrived?"
"I'm already at the station!"
"I'm coming!"
I closed the door, grabbed my coat, and leaped down. My hometown Yangcheng is not big. You can walk out of it in half a day. I have never been to the other side of the river. But familiar places are not scenic after all.
Oops, I forgot to ask if she had eaten. Should I just buy something on the way? Hmm... What do girls like to drink, something sour, sweet, bitter, or spicy?
My head hurts...
It's okay. There's still time. I must make sure to ask properly.
There's still time.
Yes! I can see it! Like a long-dormant dream gradually awakening, her figure is becoming clearer. A gray scarf draped over a fluffy white coat, embracing her like holding a large plush toy, bringing comfort.
"Happy New Year!"
Wow! The ice on the road hasn't melted yet. It's so painful and cold when I fell on my butt.
"New Year, hahaha, great!"
Oh, when she reached out to help me, a strand of her long hair fell to the ground and visibly froze.
It's really terrible weather.
"Where are you from, your hometown?"
She mentioned a place name I had never heard of, so I thought it must be quite far away.
Haha,
Someone has come from far away to see me.
"Let's go, let's go eat. Warm up."
I tightly held her hand as I looked around at the various stalls.
"No, let's go buy groceries!"
"Groceries?"
"Let's go to your place and cook."
"I might not be very good at cooking, I don't really know how to cook..."
"Who said I want you to cook? Of course, it's me."
"Eh?"
In an instant, some scenes flashed through my mind. We were in the kitchen, and she was standing beside me, smiling and looking at me. The food in the pot sizzled and crackled.
An illusion, or perhaps a fantasy?
The more it shines, the more dazzling it becomes, but the clearer it gets.
The clearer it becomes, the more it seems blurry as if looking up under a street lamp.
The heart seems somewhat sad, but it also inexplicably ignites.
Future, later, where...
No, it's not like this, everything is far from over.
Far from it!
"Then teach me how to cook, so I can make the dishes you love in the future."
"Wow, that sounds really tempting."
"I'm not just saying it."
"Roar, are you feeling fired up?"
"Yes, I'm fired up!"
Little girl covered her mouth and smiled just the same as before.
Why describe me like that? She is just like that.
fool...
I laughed out loud.
Hmm, ignite,
It's ignited!
I will definitely, to the best of my ability, hold onto everything I want to protect.
"Hello, aunt and uncle! Oh, is nobody here?"
"I live alone, so I don't usually come back unless I'm paying my respects to them."
"Roar."
"What's wrong?"
"A person living alone, not knowing how to cook, how did you not starve to death?"
"It's not that I can't cook at all, I just don't pay much attention to what I eat. It's just that if I were to entertain guests, it would be a different story."
"Alright, then let me taste what you can make."
Don't act recklessly, fool, what are you even thinking with that little brain of yours.
"This might be the craziest thing we've ever done, I guarantee."
"We have plenty of time ahead, I'd like to hear more about it."
She stood with her hands on her hips and her head held high. But I could smell it, the vibrant scent of wet earth under the sun, just like the fresh mud after the rain.
"What are you doing with that?"
"Aren't we going to chop vegetables?"
"I don't need it now, I'll have it at dinner time."
"Hmm, I'm curious what you usually eat. You wait until evening to have so many dishes."
"Well, it's still early now."
"I'll help you."
"It's very simple, not something that requires two people."
"Then I'll be very bored."
First, I sat on the car for so long, then went to buy groceries, and continued to bump on the way back. The energy of the young girl is really impressive.
"Take a break, there are some books on the shelf, do you want to flip through them?"
Yao did not answer, only heard footsteps gradually moving away. Speaking of which, she is still a real top student in school, she should have read more books than me.
First, boil water, then cook the noodles. What about the eggs? Wait, where did the tomatoes and green onions go? Where did I put the knife, and I remember the seasoning bottle was in this position yesterday... Not good, I've repeated this routine hundreds of times, why does everything feel so unfamiliar today? Not good.
Oh well, forget about instant noodles...
"So when you say a little, do you mean adding some chopped green onion to instant noodles and then adding an egg?"
"It takes a lot of time."
"Yes, at least ten minutes to start."
"...."
She said that, but she still slurped up the bowl of noodles clean.
"This can't be called Tomato Egg Noodles, it can only be called Tomato egg drop noodle soup."
"What's the difference?"
"I don't know, but that's how I feel."
Hmm, mischievous girl.
"But as a breakfast, having a bowl every morning is not bad. It's just a little different from the outside."
"What's different?"
"This is done by you."
....
Hmph,
You, you...
Hey!
...
After dinner, in the bedroom, she was flipping through my old books. Those yellowed books, I can't remember the last time I looked at them.
"I don't want to see anyone cry anymore. So, please take care, this is my last..."
"For humanity, and for us..."
"I have no dreams, but I can..."
Leaning against the head of the bed, Yao lay on my chest. Listening to her softly murmuring those stories, it felt like I was watching them again.
"Very few girls would watch these hot-blooded adventure stories."
"I think it's quite interesting."
"I thought girls all like to read romance novels."
"It's just that the proportion is relatively large. Not all of you guys like 'Transformers' or 'Star Wars' either, right?"
"Oh, these two didn't have much impact domestically. What do you like?"
"It seems like there's nothing I particularly like. I watched 'Little Fairy' and 'Pocket Monsters' on TV when I was a kid, those were good."
"Oh, that one, I've watched it too."
"Eh?"
"A very beautiful and sad fairy tale."
"Before that, I didn't know so many flowers."
Ha! Speaking of this, it reminds me of those cherished memories from my childhood.
"Just wait a moment."
"Hmm?"
Let me think about where I put them...
"Clatter clatter!"
"Hey! What are these?"
The moment the old suitcase was opened, I unexpectedly forgot how heavy the memories were. My throat was choked up and I couldn't say a word, staring blankly at the strange and peculiar toys in front of me. A voiceless doll with no batteries, a tattered encyclopedia, plastic gems attached to the end of some stationery, and more things whose names I had forgotten. Was that a fragment of a wind chime? I remember whose room that was, filled with wind chimes. I asked my mom, "Will they break?"
Colorful and fragile, it floats in the air, causing great concern.
She handed over the rope and gently tugged a few times.
Ding ding dong dong.
A shy and distant voice.
I think, even if they fall and break, it will only be an unheard lullaby. I don't know how much longer they can sway, and I have long forgotten when and where it was. But it's these dreamlike fragments that are now truly here, in front of my eyes.
So distant, has it been so long already?
It's too far away...
"Do you think, in the end, we will also become like this?"
"Like what?"
"Like this in the box."
Picking up a Crystal box filled with various Plastic rings, her words lingered uncertainly in my ears.
I don't understand, I can't tell if it's worry or anticipation in my heart. In any case, I don't want to part ways.
"They shine so brightly."
Oh, oh...
Huh?!
" 'The most gorgeous flowers always wither first.' This statement doesn't really prove anything, because all flowers will bloom, and because they are flowers, they will also wither. But flowers will bloom."
Flowers will bloom...
Is that so...
"If it's just a fleeting moment..."
"She hasn't forgotten to bloom."
She interrupted me, never so decisive. It seems like she can see my worries. How much of this girl in front of me is still unknown to me.
Heart, reignited.
"That night, let's go to the temple fair! The rising fireworks are very lively!"
"Although I've heard about it in the same country, it's my first time experiencing it firsthand."
"So be it! Bear witness to this soaring light!" Under the clear sky, laughter lingered. Scattered blue flowers dotted the light-colored grass. Are they Forget-me-not or tuberose? The flowers are in full bloom...
Hmm,
The flowers are in full bloom, I understand!
Because flowers will bloom.
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