《Fairy tale not reaching the forest (this is English version, authorized)》sky雨

3、Today

　　Zhang told me that don't remember those things, anything related to memories, do not touch, but many things are not avoided to think. Those memories are life-bound, they are cunning, and always come out while I don’t pay attention. "Do you want to go? He looked at my eyes and asked. "I want to go. “Why would I not want to go? My dear boy, I slept there this year! I haven’t seen him once. “Then go and look. Remember, come back and come to me. Dr. Zhang didn’t stop me, maybe because I was recovering well. My mood became unusual, because the haze that had always been covered in my heart last night finally scattered. When I went out, I could feel it myself, my mouth could not help rising. A year later, I was finally allowed to see him! After returning home, I started turning my box and looking for clothes. A year ago, Miyao, what should I wear to see you? A year, Miya Xu, what kind of expression do I want to see you? A year ago, Miyao, what should I say to you? A year ago, Miyao, would you like to see me? The brain is abnormally active, a lot of thoughts entangled, messy, cut constantly, and messy. Four days soon passed, and finally I changed my white shirt and plate skirt. In the afternoon of summer, there is sometimes a thunderstorm. It was fine when I went out, but the sky was sinking when the bus drove half the time. When you get out of the car, the wind rolls with the clay and flops. I got out of the car and bought a bouquet of flowers outside the cemetery. The cemetery was built at the foot of the tree onion, and looked at it, full of green, and a row of white tombstones looked unusually holy. Neat, orderly, and each tombstone was asleep for one person under it. I know Miya is here, but I don’t know where he is buried. I looked for it from the first row one, and finally I stopped in front of the third tombstone from the left. There is a small photo on the tombstone. In the photo, the eyebrow teenager, looking at the tombstone of this image, looked like a wet water vapor. I put flowers in front of his gravestone, and the moment I stepped into the cemetery, my heart was always grabbing. "How are you? "With my trembling voice falling together, it is the tears that have been hard and can't bear. Tears fell on the ground and quickly immersed in the cement ground, leaving two bits of dark prints, and then disappeared. "Why am I crying? Oh, yeah, sorry! I lifted my hand and wiped my tears away, “I had told myself that I must not cry, I was not entitled to cry in front of you! “Because the living people are not entitled to cry. Especially…” Sorry, Miya! Excuse me! But I miss you, Miya! Can you hear that? I really miss you, think my stomach is screwed together…” I stroked the photos on the gravestone and poured out the thoughts and self-reproach that have been deep into the bone marrow for the year. Suddenly, a sharp voice came from behind me: “How are you here? My body became incredibly stiff in a moment, and I thought I should turn around and flee, but can’t move, and the body was stiff like a gypsum. “Up—” the huge falling sound seemed to ring from the depths of the soul, and the water came from all sides and poured into my mouth and nose. I couldn’t breathe, the water choked into my trachea, heart, every inch of bone and blood vessels. "Shim, get the rain out of here! The girl came to me and grabbed the flowers of the ground and smashed them in my face. This smashed, my stiff limb, like a stone broken, finally regained consciousness. “Sorry, I’m leaving right away. I wanted to escape, and immediately escape, and a lot of negative emotions poured out at me, stomach and heart were cramping, the organs were shrinking dramatically, the feeling of vomiting swallowed me again. I know I have to go now. "Wait a minute, pick up your disgusting flowers and take them away! Her voice was filled with hate, even with a little vicious and digging, "Do you think my brother would accept your flowers? He doesn’t want to see you, anything that has something to do with you, he doesn’t want to see it! Because you killed him! You murderer! Tears went down without a dispute, and I bent down quickly and squatted down. The sight was blurred, I couldn’t see anything on the ground. The wind became more and more urgent, and the sky was getting darker. The branch of the earth was scattered by the white rose I bought. The rose's stab broke my hand, and the red blood was so striking. The heart is painful, and the words of Miya are like a sharp knife that has devastated my heart. The wind blows through the heart, and then all my perception is left with endless pain. It hurt me to not speak, pain how I can not pick up the rose on the ground, pain my tears can not stop. "You killed him! You murderer! “Yes, I am a murderer. I killed you. Excuse me! Sorry, Miyao! Memories are like tsunami, and I am finally sad. All restraint and evasion are vulnerable at this moment in the face of such a question. On July 28, it was clear and breeze. The sea, the beach, the waves of the feet, the fragmented foam… I followed Miyaku’s back and stepped on his footprints. Two people, a string of footprints. I look back and see, with a burglary in my heart, like doing something happy and happy, the other person doesn't know, and I know all. Slowly, with a little cowardice, like. “Today is a special day. " said Miya, who walked in front. "What special day? “We came to this waters to dive, and there is no more suitable for diving lovers than this waters. “Well, challenge my own record days. His footsteps slowed down, "pick up the rain, do you say I can succeed today? My hand was behind my back, looking at his back neck, his hairline was so beautiful and the arc was excellent. “It will be successful. "I said. "Why are you so sure? He looked back at me, and looked very focused, and made it feel that he could see me alone now. “Because it is Miya Xu, if it is Miyao, it will be successful. "I said very firmly. His smile grew thicker and thicker, and his good-looking eyes bent: “Well, borrowing your guidance, it will be successful.” Arriving at the dive point, he began wearing a dive suit. I was crouching on the ground to help him check if the dive equipment was intact. “Pick up the rain. " Miya cried to me. "Well? I looked back at him, he was wearing a dive suit, and the soft hair was blown by the sea wind, and it was very interesting to reach out and touch it. “If I had a record breaking success this time, I had something important to say to you after landing. His eyes became serious, and my heart was “pounding” and raging. I pretended to be calm, I had long overturned the sea in my heart: "Well, in fact, I have very important things to say to you." I looked at him secretly, and he, like me, had some slight expectations and scrupulousness in his eyes. As if to hide something, he picked up his dive cap and put it on his black soft hair hidden in his hat. He walked to me and bent down and took the breathing regulator from my hand. "Hold on! I cried out to the coming-out Miyaku, “I’m going to go down with you.” "Then you dive fifty meters and stop and wait for me on it." He answered my request. I switched to the dive suit quickly. A year ago I was a doorman, and now I can dive into the water, but my dive depth is only fifty meters. But, what? He was in the water, and I wanted to stay with him there. I had important words to tell him that I wanted to hide in the water to tell him. "Are you ready? " asked Miya. I took him over an “OK” gesture, slowly diving down from the dive point. The fish in the sea were swimming, the more the lower, the more beautiful the fish color, and as it went down to fifty meters, I stopped. Miya is still diving down, he is behind me. As he passed by me, large bubbles spilled out of his mouth. I always think there's something wrong with me, how can there be so many bubbles? "Miya? I reached out to hold him, but he slipped down with my fingertips. In the quiet sea, only the sound of water flowing. That bad feeling got stronger and I finally knew what was wrong! The bubbles of that group came out of the breathing regulator! Oxygen is spilling! There's a problem with the regulator! "Miya! I hid bad, rushing to push my limits down. But whatever I dive, it's almost, almost. Miya Xu, Miyao, Miyao Xu… I called his name in my heart, with tears, the heart seemed to be clutched by a big hand, and then it was going to explode. Miya, you can't have something! We said that, you diving successfully, there are important words to tell me, we have a lot of words not to say, you can't have a thing, can't happen, can't happen! I dive all my courage and strength, but I can't dive. In the dark water, I seemed to see Miyao opened his eyes, and then the whole man fell quickly, and my hand caught nothing. After that I didn’t know what happened, the memory was messy. Someone took me out of the water, there were a lot of people on the beach, I didn't know what they were talking about, and I saw a loud voice, but I only saw their mouths move, and how could they hear their conversations. What about Miya? Is Miyao coming? Why isn't he here? Why did I look for the crowd, but never saw Miya Xu? I was so anxious, so afraid. He slipped away from my fingertips, and his mouth spilled like a bubble. In fact, I have understood that the White House has long slept deep sea, and will not return. But I don’t want to think, it’s particularly bad to think. But reality is not that I don't want to listen, I can pause the time, everything is still going forward. The man on the beach came and went again. Miya Xu was salvaged up, his dive cap fell off, and the soft hair was stained with a lot of mud. I knelt beside him, and slowly rubbed those mud with my hand. He was so clean a teenager, he had the brightest smile, and he had the warmest tone, but now he lay here, cold, and never opened his eyes again. I whispered to him while wiping. What I actually said, I don’t know myself.