Chapter 13 Traveling across time to visit me, I have been waiting

through We live very close, but we don't see each other often, and neither of us wants to break the silent contract. I passed by your homeland on a bicycle, and you at work looked up to say hello. "Hi!" I smiled and fled away like the wind.When I got home and saw a flower in a glass jar on the steps, I knew you had been here.I slowly boil the cherry jam, wait for the flowers to fade, put it in a jar, and send it to you. In fact, you and I both understand the deep thoughts like complicated petals, and are unwilling to reveal them. A glass jar can easily pass through two lonely hearts that are tightly guarded.

visit Last spring, you planted a row of rhododendrons in front of my window. "When the flowers bloom next year, people passing by will guess that there must be a romantic woman living in the colorful and beautiful windowsill." You said. "The woman has a romantic interest," I said. Yeah?Yeah?you laugh. Yes.Yes.I yell. A car accident makes you very quiet.I don’t talk, laugh or move. I visit every day and report the growth and color of the rhododendrons. As you expected, there are five colors. I put fresh rhododendrons in the bottle and didn’t tell you that it’s already spring this year. The last two flowers.

I have waited How long can a tree stand in a forest? Nobody knows.Just like how long can a person hold on to the beautiful longing for love? I have been thinking and searching, and later, when I saw this tree, I understood. A tree is not broken by wind, rain, thunder, nor burned by the fire of the sky. It grows taller and stronger. It is no longer like a tree, but more like a rock, like an immortal witness, proving that it is the same as the sky and the earth. In the survival. It's like I've witnessed my own love, because, I've waited.