Summer of Fireflies

Just like crazy and long weeds, tightly wrapped around me.

Sometimes I can't sleep at night listening to the sound of the wheels of cars passing by the road outside my house.

I went to school the next day, and there was a faint layer of dark circles under my eyes. I opened my mouth to breathe, and the gas that I exhaled instantly froze into smoke as soon as it touched the air.

I have been thinking about you, thinking about you, so I didn't even hear the shouts of my classmates, and I didn't even notice that the water stains under my feet were frozen.

The classmate was worried that I would slip and fall, so he stretched out his hand and led me away.

I took his hand to warm it, but I thought in my heart, if I was holding your hand at this moment, what kind of temperature would the palm of your hand have?Is it warm, or is it cold?In the end these thoughts converged into just one thought in my mind:

Why are you in a daze?

- because I want to see you

Why do you suffer from insomnia?

——Because I want to see you so much

Why do you feel that this winter is particularly sad?

- because I miss you

Why would I want to hold your hand?

--because I like you.

Ah, so this is the answer——

The author has something to say: Don’t say that I’m trying to make up the word count. In order to write this episode, I read the Forest of Firefly over and over again, thinking about Yingying’s feelings for Yin over and over again. Brewing Emotional Code Two chapters outside, I brewed a little emotion in the middle of the night last night, so I got up in the middle of the night and wrote 1K+, and I continued to write after I came back from work today, and I have to dive down and write the following

It's not that I want to make up the number of words, I'm thinking about how poetic words should be used to describe Yingying's feelings for Yin.

I found two pictures on the Internet, I think they are quite suitable for the characters in my article - An An and Lisa, so I put them up for everyone to see

54. You and Me Extra Story: Waiting to Turn Missing into Ashes

I am amazed that time flies, and I have become a high school girl in a blink of an eye.

I am standing in front of you in my new high school uniform, different from the previous surprise, you walked in front silently, and I silently followed behind you.

I am amazed that time flies so fast, so fast that the sight of my eyes is a little closer to you.

We sat on the grass and chatted casually.

I like the habit of throwing people down when I get excited, and I have been hit on the head by you countless times for this. Recently, I finally learned the lesson, and I will no longer jump at you when I am excited.

So you sigh, I chuckle.

In fact, I'm a little scared, afraid that if I jump at you again, if you don't avoid me in time, what should I do then?

I will graduate in three years, and I said that I plan to find a job here, so that I can be with you often.

Whether it's autumn, winter or spring, I can always, always be with you.

I'm tired of waiting for you in every season except summer.

The beautiful sunlight shines on the water, and the sparkling waves reflect your silent side face, and you start to tell me your own story.

You are a child abandoned in infancy, raised with monsters, you will neither grow old nor die, but your soul is fragile like glass.

If the soul has been eroded by the land for a long time, the mountain god kindly retains the body, otherwise there will be no ghost like you in this world.

Because of the kindness of the mountain god, you have always refused to become a Buddha.

ほたる, forget about me.

Your palms are exposed to the sun, and the skin is fragile and pale.

As fragile as snow, as soon as people touch it, the snow will slowly melt in the palm of your hand, and your existence will become nothingness.

But how could I forget you?

I am thinking of you in winter, and also in autumn and spring. I am dying of missing you. How can you let me forget you so easily?

Maybe one day, time will tear you and me apart, but even so, until that time comes, please let me continue to be with you.

The summer festival of monsters is a festival game where monsters imitate human beings. You said you want to take me up and go together, and I was so excited that I almost jumped up.

Night is the time when monsters come and go, I am a little scared, you take off the mask and smile, saying that you will protect me.

——If you say that, I will want to jump over and hug you even more

——Then jump over, it's just what I want

When you said this, you were facing the shimmering water, and I couldn't see your expression through the mask, but how could I really rush over?

No matter how much I want to hug you, I immediately lose the courage to rush towards you when I think that you will disappear because of this.

At eight o'clock in the evening, the will-o'-the-wisp lanterns in the forest are shining, connecting from one end of the mountain to the other, and the will-o'-the-wisps stand in rows like a long dazzling dragon.

Insects and frogs are everywhere, and the yellow and cyan flames stand side by side, reflected in the sparkling water, as if they are dancing.

The night is brightly illuminated by these two fires, and the monsters put on bathrobes and rush to the festival.

The festival was full of monsters, and the lively atmosphere was in full swing.

Those who sell barbecues and hang lanterns, those who buy windmills and those who fish for goldfish have a constant flow of customers, which are almost exactly the same as human festivals.

I am wearing a light red floral kimono, holding a small fan I just bought in my hand; you are wearing a light gray yukata, with your hands folded in the sleeves.

The monsters who come to the festival are almost all in human form, and there is no difference between them and humans. Sometimes human children will enter the festival by mistake.

In order not to let me get lost during the festival, you took out a white cloth strip, you tied one end, I tied the other end, I chuckled and said: It seems like I am on a date.

Even on a date, you chuckle.

I froze, realizing this was really our first date.

Thinking of this, my heart almost jumps up with joy, the first sweet date with you, may time stay on this happy day forever.

You walk in front, I walk behind, and the white cloth strips hold us tightly together.

Let's watch the beautiful fireworks, blow the fun windmills, the chubby cotton candy floats up like clouds, accompanied by the ubiquitous bells, and the lion dance monsters are also working very hard, screaming and dancing, waiting for clothes It was only when it fell that it turned out to be a lion.

Seeing the lion running away in a desperate manner, including you and me, the rest of the monsters burst into laughter.

Suddenly a group of children slipped between you and me, I raised my fist angrily, and the naughty children ran away immediately, I laughed out loud.

When I passed the goldfish stall and the mask stall, I walked all the way and laughed, until I touched the face of a real monster and found that it was not a mask. I was so shocked that I immediately pulled you away.

A tall bonfire rose in the center of the ceremony, and the orange-red flames shot up from below to the sky, like lighting up a lonely lighthouse.

After the festival, you and I walked on the dark embankment, I asked if every summer would be this lively, you nodded.

The moonlight shone quietly on the water, so deep that only the outline of the lotus could be seen, and the crickets and frogs kept chirping in the dead of night.

――ほたる, I can't wait for summer anymore.

You told me in an extremely lonely voice: Once we parted from you, even if I had to push through the sea of ​​people, I would still want to see you.

When I said these words, I couldn't see your expression, but I could clearly hear the crazily missing of me in your lonely voice, so for the first time, I knew that in places where I couldn't see you, you, like me, would be trapped by Chao Hai every day. The longing penetrated into the bone marrow, and he became terminally ill.

The fingers bound by the cloth strips finally moved.

At this moment, listening to the thoughts you tell, how much I want to hold your hand without any scruples like ordinary couples, but I dare not do so.

The outstretched fingers retracted instantly.

Want to hug, but dare not hug; want to hold, but dare not hold.The distance between us is so close, but I have never dared and cannot cross that boundary.

I just watched you quietly, quietly, waiting for the time between you and me, solidified, and then slowly turned into ashes.

That's how we are, approaching in our own eyes, but no longer approaching.At the extreme, you kissed the mask that covered my face.

At this moment, the forest seemed to gather its lavish skirt, the night became darker, and even the moon was hidden.

The stars sprinkled afterglow for this kiss, startling the insects and scaring away the birds.This kiss quickly ignited my blurred joy in my surprise.

I like you and you like me too.

These two identical feelings quietly extended from this kiss to the end of the night. I hope this feeling of mutual love can be preserved forever in this night.

I looked at you through the eyeholes of the mask, and you smiled and said that you would give this mask to me. That smile is the lonely parting you don't want to tell.

So I finally realized that next summer, you will definitely not wait for me at the original place, and this year's meeting will be the last time.

You're saying goodbye to me, and I know it all.

But how can you bear not to come to see me?How can I bear not to see you?

What do you think the final outcome will be like?

You accidentally helped a child who fell down. Who would have thought that he would be a human being who broke in by mistake, so the fate of the mermaid princess was abruptly ended. You were surprised to see yourself dying Hands, where billowing heat evaporated.

You laughed, opened your arms and said to me, "Come and hug me, Ying! I can finally touch you."

I went from being shocked to unbelievable, to desperately rushing to hug you, wrapping my hands around your waist, and resting my head on your shoulder.

This hug, for a lifetime, only once.Until my tears went through your body and hit the ground, I still haven't recovered.

The silent and eternal time seems to be stuck by someone at this moment.