A light rain fell outside the window, and the rain became heavier and heavier.

I don't know how long it took, the bus driver came over and patted Ling Li on the shoulder: "Miss, our bus has arrived, I'm going to change shifts, can you please get off?" ”

"Oh, I'm sorry." She stood up and apologized.

"Are you alright?"

"Thanks, I'm fine, I'm sorry for the delay." Ling Li wiped the tears from her face and got out of the car as fast as she could.

After Ling Li got off the bus, she walked to the waiting area, her glasses were wet from the rain, she took them off and stuffed them back into her bag, and took another bus to turn back. After arriving at the station, pedestrians cast strange glances at her, because under the heavy rain, others were holding umbrellas, even if they didn't have umbrellas, they walked fast. Unlike her, the six gods wandered the streets without an owner, their eyes were hollow, like a shell without a soul.

A boy saw the beauty in the rain, so he stepped forward to talk to her and covered her with an umbrella: "Hey, classmate, hello, don't you bring an umbrella?" Why don't I send you back? What school are you from? ”

"......" did not respond.

The boy didn't give up and said, "Let's make friends, shall we?" ”

“……”

So, the boy walked away bored.

Halfway through, Ling Li stopped, the more she thought about it, the more sad she became, and sadness struck. She lifted her face, the rain hitting her snow-white face mercilessly, rinsing away the tears from her eyes, and she giggled like a psychopath. What appeared in front of her was the bits and pieces of their past, and it took nearly half an hour for her to come back to her senses and continue to walk towards the Yaxing Hotel......

That night, Ling Li had a high fever, due to the wind chill and the weakness of her body, she was sick like a mountain, and the cough came immediately. She dragged her sick body to buy medicine, and after taking the medicine, she lay on the bed and fell asleep.

In a daze, she seemed to see that Hua Yi was cold, was it an illusion? Or is it true? When I woke up the next day, there was no one in the room except her, and it was a hallucination.

She stood coldly by the window blowing the cold wind, and her eyes fell on the morning sun in the distance. She raised her arm and touched her forehead, the high fever had subsided a little, maybe the medicine had worked, but she still coughed badly, with a slight cold.

In the evening, Ling Li barely drank some white rice porridge.

She hugged Hua Yileng's coat and imagined it as him, and he was beside her. The smell of him on his clothes became lighter and lighter, as if to show her that he was getting farther and farther away from her......

Suddenly, she felt that there was a hard thing in the pocket of the inner layer of the coat, she curiously touched it, it was a slightly hard rectangular white paper, as if it was the back of the photo, and then turned it over, and suddenly opened her eyes, isn't this a photo taken by her and Hua Yileng in the photo studio?

Ling Li suddenly remembered that not long ago in the Yaxing Hotel, that is, in this room, Hua Yileng rushed into the toilet and took out a white thing from the bloody clothes he had changed, could it be this photo? Don't...... Did he always carry it close to him?! Thinking of this, her heart cramped violently, her lips turned slightly white, and she twitched unconsciously.

Ling Li suddenly thought of something, took the album, opened it, looked at the person in the painting in a daze, and gently touched the face with her fingertips. Then, picking up the pencil, turning to the second page, as if trying to draw all the thoughts about him, I drew three in a row, coughing and drawing at the same time, as if I was in a state of madness.

If she filled the whole album now and gave it to him, would he change his mind? Will?!