Micro heat

In this small town, I spent the spring I think.

Strolling on the road of bluestone, I felt the rain line on my face, I couldn't help but raise my head and let the rain paint my face. Even if I go back, I will complain by my parents. It doesn't matter. The ears are covered by rain, and the world of shackles is isolated from me. At this moment, the mind is immersed in the blessings of spring.

"Is this XX?" The screaming question broke my calm. With a look of anger, I looked at the girl in front of my eyes, my hair was wet by the rain, stuck on my forehead, afraid, timid and confused filled her big eyes, the clothes on her body were outdated for me, it can be said to be earth Good point is simple. No longer looking down, it should be the same. Disdainful curled up the corner of the mouth.

"That, is this XX?" For my contempt, the girl who shrunk her shoulders significantly. The pity of the heart is born. "Yes." Softly answered. "Where is XX in XX?" Seeing that I no longer look down on her, magnified my courage. I heard her vague words and frowned. "I will take you there." "Thank you."

I led the way ahead, and she followed me carefully behind me, for fear of losing. The rain gradually got bigger, and my body received a lot of baptism in the rain, and it quickly drenched. "Do you want an umbrella?" Turned his head and saw the girl holding a blue umbrella with years of wrinkles, but it was still rainy. I want to say no, face the girl's eager eyes, say thank you, then drill under the umbrella, walk with her. Along the way, her laughter and laughter is full of this confused world. Without my answer, she can still talk to herself.

"At the end," I reminded her. "Well, thank you very much." "No. Nothing." The umbrella was removed from the top of my head, and the rain was intimately in contact with me. The blue umbrella gradually moved away from me, and the lonely envelope covered me like the rain. I smiled and turned and was about to go away. "Wait." I was stopped by the girl and pulled back and stuffed a long object in my hand. "It rains with you." Look carefully at the blue umbrella. Smiled.

In fact, before she gave me an umbrella, the rain was no longer there, and there was a slight hint of sunshine. What is shining on me now is the warm sunshine.

Third day: the devil's contract