Otoyu is riding a bicycle. She has not felt like this for a long time. She is very relaxed and casual. Just facing the wind and looking at the rising sun really makes her feel very energetic.
The soft golden light in the morning shone on her body. She subconsciously stretched out her fingers to block it, only to find that there was a gentle temperature in her palms. In addition to being warm, it was also very comfortable. The rising sun was always so gentle.
Speeding up, it always feels like embracing the sun
She felt like she was wrapped in the morning wind, like flying to the other side of the distant clouds, with some unreal ease.
The wind blew the hair on her forehead, raising it, interlacing it, and making it chaotic. Now that she was back to the beginning, she narrowed her eyes slightly, and a faint warm golden color fell in her black pupils.
Hey, slow down, don't forget that I'm running on two legs. Juxing kept shouting from behind, this girl, I really forgot about her. She also rode a little faster, so
, she could only follow a little faster, otherwise, she would be thrown to nowhere. However, her legs could never outrun other people's wheels.
After riding for a while, Otoyu parked the bicycle on the side of the road. Juxing finally ran over after waiting for a while. She was so tired that she couldn't bear it anymore. Juxing leaned directly on the bicycle and said with some complaint.
, Shaye, do you really think that I can run faster than your bicycle? Or are you testing my leg strength?
"Ah, I'm sorry." Otoyu then realized what she had done. She was a little too excited and forgot that Juxing was running. She lowered her head apologetically, "I'm really sorry, Xiaoxing, I'm really sorry.
"Forgot"
"Forget it, forget it." Juxing waved her hand. Looking at her appearance, she knew that this woman definitely lacked exercise or something, so once in a while, it made her so happy. Then, she had done something.
It was a good thing, no matter how tired it was, it was worth it, but she didn't want it to happen again. Racing with bicycles was really tiring.
After resting for a while, the two people started walking back. It was still very early and walking was definitely possible. Otowa just pushed the car, while Juxing didn't run anymore, just walked.
Fresh wind, gentle sunshine, this morning is really beautiful
She raised her head and saw the slowly rising sun in the distance, with the light blue sky and clouds. When she closed her eyes, too many things passed before her eyes, like a moment of memory.
No matter how perfect the encounter was, only that vague smile was left in the end. In fact, our children who are struggling on the edge of giving up and persevering, even if they have foreseen such an ending, are still stubbornly trying to remember it.
, want to leave traces of the past, past pain, love too much, past love
In fact, she looked good like this now. She stopped and looked behind her. Not far away, people doing morning exercises would pass by from time to time, passing each other.
Suddenly, she seemed to understand something, lowered her head, her curved eyelashes were stained with tiny teardrops, but the corners of her mouth were slightly raised.
Maybe this kind of life is suitable for her, she thought lightly and fell asleep lightly
She saw the sun's increasingly strong light, which was a bit dazzling, but she could already smile.
Turning her head again, she looked at Juxing not far away. She could try to learn her way and live a simple life like this, with her brother and her parents.
She puts her hands on her chest, for life and for love
Maybe it's not perfect, but perfection is just a legend after all. Anything that's too perfect won't be too real.
Maybe she needs to grow up
Really grow up
Facing the sun, she rode her bicycle, closed her eyes slightly, and felt another ray of breeze.
Her story, here, is actually the real beginning. Where there are encounters, there will be misses. She has the most beautiful memory. She cannot go back to the past, but life is still going on.
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In fact, as many friends have said, middle school students do not need too many deep feelings. They are still young. Then, everyone can read this chapter as the ending, as it says, story, chapter.
Not as before, but life goes on
Maybe she doesn't have any of the princes, she just needs to live a simple but stable life like her own life
In fact, the story continues, whether it is hers or ours
You can continue to follow, the article will be very long, but that will be another ending.