There is a wishing tree by the lake.

Do you know that?/You know what? If you shed a thousand tears for one person, that person will become an angel after death.

Do you know that?/You know what? Every star in the sky will protect the person it loves on earth until it falls and that person dies.

Do you know that?/You know what? You can't fall in love with me, because I am destined to be your guardian angel, not your lover.

Do you know that?/You know what? I will love you forever!

(A) the iceberg of tears and rain

Yi is a perfect iceberg, others can only see his whiteness, but they can't get close to him after all, just because of his cold language, cold face and cold heart. Chrysanthemum is his back desk, a very happy girl, with enthusiasm burning like the sun and a pair of clear and bright eyes. But she can never melt this stubborn iceberg. Or just because it's not time yet.

Ju always looks at Yi in a daze in class. She looked at this handsome and numb man and felt dull. Finally, she found that he was just a stranger who was together every day, and he was not even familiar with each other's smiles or voices. Her only habit is to look at his calm face, his brown eyes shining with wisdom, and his loneliness, which is suffocating in the cold air. She never asks him any questions, because if she does, he won't answer. Icebergs are stingy with sound and extravagant with language, because they are untouchable and empty. She doesn't know how to warm him and melt him. She wants to know the color of her heart.

"What's today's homework?"

"Why do you always look at the sky?"

"Can you talk?"

"Have you given up on yourself?"

Yi side face looked at her coldly. She felt the chill in his eyes, reaching to the bottom of her heart. She was too nervous to speak for a while, but suddenly she felt her heart beating faster, her cheeks burning slightly and she was short of breath. After staying for a long time, she seemed to remember something and suddenly ran away. Yi's face sank again, without any expression, like a mask.

The rain cried silently, Iraq was alone in the rain, and Iraq looked up at the night sky dully. The cool rain hits the face, lightly jumps, moistens the skin and is cold to the heart. A thousand tears are not sour in early spring. Yi sighed quietly, not ready to leave, but clung to her body with clothes, wet and without temperature. His face remained calm and numb, without crying, sadness or even any expression. It's just a matter of begging for mercy. There's no need to keep it on your face. The skin has nothing to do with his soul at all, but occasionally when he is embarrassed, he will show a little indifferent disdain and pass away.

"Have you given up on yourself?"

The crisp voice echoes gently in the ear, continuously, more and more clearly, and truly calls for the deepest thoughts, those repressed feelings, just like seaweed. He recalled that rainy day ten years ago. He also stood in the rain, indulging in tears, and didn't want to move or need it. Because there is nowhere to go, because he has nothing, because his parents have gone to another distant and beautiful world, disappearing forever and never coming back. In an instant, he understood many things and smiled. Indulged in the crystal clear liquid, these salty water droplets merged into the ranks of the elves all over the sky, falling and hitting the ground together, and quickly evaporating without leaving a trace.

At the age of seven, he wept for the next ten years.

At the age of seven, he began to believe in fate and predestination.

For seven years, he stared at the stars in the sky.

(2) Love lasts only one month.

Yi came home and stared at the calendar in a daze. This is a clean month, and there is nothing worth remembering or forgetting. Just wrote a "sacrifice" on 65438+ 10/4, and a "star" on February 8. Bright red fonts are upright, frank and angular. Rain drops down the stiff hair tip, heartbreaking, silent, and tears fall without a trace.

"Did you give up?" He smiled, but it was too late to save it. His smile was stiff and pale.

Silent all night. The faint silver moonlight sprinkled on the ground through the window and fell asleep lazily and silently. Iraq's mind is blank, and its heart is fighting fiercely. Facing the fork in the road, it needs a choice, but it can only wait helplessly. He looked at the moonlight and blinked at the stars, but did not answer.

Fate and destiny, like the impetuous air around him, wrapped his hesitation, and he could hardly breathe. He began to cough violently, and his empty throat was full of warm blood and sour taste, and finally it gushed out together. Sticky liquid, lying empty on the ground, naked cursing, showing a dark luster in the moonlight, can not escape. Everything is back to the original calm, time and soul are harmoniously combined, regardless of each other, nothing else. What's all this for? He asked softly, but there was no answer. The sound shuttled through the empty room, buzzing and depressing in my mind, gradually shaking my determination.

He heard something broken in the air, and he saw despair in the dark. So he closed his eyes heavily.

Suddenly, I felt the light and I barely opened my eyes. After a burst of dizziness, I saw an image in the darkness, which looked like myself, but with wings and casual clothes. He turned to look at Yi, smiled gently, and disappeared in an instant, leaving only bright sunshine and a few feathers, gently covering the floor.

Yi rubbed his eyes again, forced himself to believe all this, forced himself to change, and finally decided to change. He went shopping to buy fashionable clothes, colored glasses, silver bracelets and fashionable rings. Then throw the blue school uniform and memories of the past on the ground.

Starting today, I want to change back to my true self. I want to be Iraq before the age of seven, and I want to live happily.

I won't give up!

When he went to school the next day, he smiled and walked on the road, and his ten-year indifference was swept away. He greeted everyone, whether familiar or unfamiliar, and shared happily without any reason or restriction. Almost everyone stopped to look at him, a sunny and handsome man. Has extraordinary charm. Just like a flash in the pan, a moment of beauty takes a long time to wait and brew, although it will soon wither.

Yi went to his seat and sat down. She looked back at Ju and saw only a pair of surprised eyes, smiling happily.

"Can I be your boyfriend for a month?" His smile is real and almost transparent.

"No, I want you to be my boyfriend for life!" Zhu couldn't help hearing her voice.

"No, only one month."

"Why?"

"A meteor is only beautiful in an instant. When it falls, it is just a stone with holes and no value."

"But isn't it good to be an eternal star?"

"Silly child, how can the stars be beautiful if they don't fall?"

"But ..."

"Stop it, I will love you wholeheartedly for a month." His smile is still so sweet.

He looked into Ju's eyes and reached out to touch her hair.

He said to Ju with his eyes, "Do you know? I will always love you. "

(3) Guardian angel

Time flies. The final exam is coming in a blink of an eye. Yi is not worried about this. Even if he doesn't play well, he will definitely win the first place. He doesn't study hard, but he just listens attentively in class and never forgets anything. His IQ is higher than ordinary people, and his mind is always clear. Aquarius people are always rational, thinking about anything except chrysanthemums with probability and formula. Because of the angel in that dream, because of those feathers, because of fate and fate. It was the first time he made a wrong decision, and for a period of time afterwards, he stubbornly indulged himself in "making mistakes". He can spend the whole day shopping with Ju. He can go out to the movies or have coffee with cut class and Ju. He can say "I love you" to Ju in front of everyone, and then go to the office to have tea with the teacher. He will fall.

Now, he is writing an annoying summary, those boring and eye-catching words, and he has to copy all the knowledge in his mind to different test papers in batches. He felt ridiculous, but he was helpless. Ju needs these review questions only because she needs them.

The pen spits out angular "blood" and sticks it on the pale paper together until it is full, and then replaces it with a new one. Countless formulas and meaningless symbols are lined up on the paper without a break. Just stick to it, because of sobriety and love.

Finally, a faint light flashed through his mind and he put down his pen.

It's over.

He smiled bitterly and looked forward to it. I wonder how she will look when she gives it to her tomorrow. She would stare in surprise. I will. Yi's smile is no longer bitter.

The next day, when he was sitting in his seat, Ju had arrived. She was looking at him with a smile and her eyes were full of happiness. Yi turned around and handed over a pile of paper. Chrysanthemum looked at the four characters of "review outline" doubtfully, paused in surprise, and then smiled sweetly. Happy air seems to stop time for a while. Only this moment, they promised to love each other for life. There is no need to care about each other in words. Too close souls don't need extra decoration. The tacit understanding can tell them anything. From each other's eyes, you can vaguely see yourself. Then understand that you live in his (her) eyes and in his (her) heart, and no one can replace you.

On Ju's way home, Yi stayed with her. His reason is simple and irrefutable. Yi said that he would go there to find his lost things. Although they all knew it was an excuse, no one went to debunk it. Love is a very, very fragile thing that can't stand the slightest flaw. That is illusory perfection, but no one wants it to come true. Reality is something constrained by many frameworks. Beautiful birds should not live in transparent cages.

Chrysanthemum tightly holding the stack of paper, carefully read, for fear that it will disappear in an instant. Yi walked side by side with her and looked at her and smiled. Kikuji saw a faint red on one page. She turned her head and looked at the boy who was haggard for herself. She has a slight feeling that the PH value is less than 7, which is very uncomfortable. He just smiled faintly: "It's just watermelon juice ..." "But it's not spring yet ..." "I can't even lie." They are in unison, rubbing together with impatient and pity voices, which is a bit magnetic. Suddenly, someone gave a jerk to the chrysanthemum. As soon as her hand was released, the white paper was patting in the stagnant water. Chrysanthemum let out a cry and easily picked it up. He looked at Zhu anxiously.

"Are you all right?"

"No, but ..."

"It doesn't matter, as long as I write it again, I can deepen my impression ..."

"No, it doesn't matter." She carefully took the wet paper from the easy hand and wiped the mud off it. "I really don't need it."

"Hmm ... hmm," Yi is always helpless when facing her.

"Yi, you are like an angel, so smart, calm and persistent."

"Why do you say that?"

"Am I wrong?"

"Angel?" He chewed the word. "Angels are just beautiful fantasies. There is nothing so perfect in the world. Beautiful because of its illusion. "

"Aren't you?" She asked with a smile.

"..." He seemed to suddenly notice something. He looked at the chrysanthemum with deep affection, and his eyes showed a little desolation. He said in a voice that only he could hear, "Do you know? You can't fall in love with me, because I am destined to be your guardian angel, not your lover. "

(4) Flying meteors

The report card was sent out, with Iraq first and chrysanthemum second. They decided to celebrate. The next day, February 7, Yi's birthday, Ju's birthday is February 8. They made an appointment to watch a movie at Yi's home for one day.

This is Zhu's first visit to Iraq. A 20-square-meter house has only one sofa, a TV and a VCD player, books and school uniforms all over the floor, and a clean wardrobe with jeans and pants evenly placed inside. Ju carefully bypassed the debris on the ground, while Yi strode over and kicked things away.

Yi went out to buy enough food, and almost didn't recognize home when he went back. All the books and school uniforms are neatly put aside, and the floor is wiped clean, reflecting the breath of youth. He stood there at a loss and forgot to put down his things for a moment. He looked at Ju and smiled foolishly, and an evil smile emerged.

The first episode is a horror film. Ju always lies in Yi's arms, burying her face in her hands and looking at the bloody screen between her fingers. People are curious about everything, including death. Dangers and fears in life are everywhere, but they are easy to get used to, so you can laugh easily. He is not afraid, but he feels that fear is meaningless. All we can do is choose and wait. If we are happy, we can still smile and be helpless.

It's past ten after watching Titanic. Chrysanthemum has been crying into tears. "Why did Jack die?" She kept asking. "Just for the sake of perfect love, because if he hadn't died, there wouldn't be so many people moved. Over time, he will gradually be forgotten by others. What about now? He can live in everyone's heart and make them believe that there is love in this world. He won't be lonely. He will be happy if he dies for love. "

"So we are not happy?" She asked softly, staring at Yi, wondering if she really wanted him to answer.

Dead silence, they can't find any language to break the deadlock, just as they can't open the wings of the night with any light beam. Fear spread in their hearts, penetrated deeper and deeper into their hearts, and then flowed all over the body with blood. In the blink of an eye, they didn't feel each other's warmth for the first time and felt the pressure of separation for the first time.

After a long silence, Yi suddenly began to cough violently. He ran out in a panic and melted into the endless darkness. Chrysanthemum's heart was pounding and she didn't chase it out. She is afraid of losing it. After today, they are only 24╳7 hours away from the deadline of love. She is not sure whether she has enough courage to bear it when she leaves him.

After a long time, Yi came back with a blanket. His smile is still clear and his eyes are always bright.

"You have to sleep on the sofa today." He smiled helplessly and handed the blanket.

"What about you?" Daisy took the blanket and felt warm and cold at the same time.

"I sleep on the ground," Eaton paused. "Otherwise, I'll go out to sleep ..."

"Forget it, I believe you." Chrysanthemum smiled sweetly. Yi is a little embarrassed. He spread his school uniform on the ground, took two thicker clothes and covered himself, and gradually fell asleep. When Ju is lying on the sofa, she can't sleep. She looked at Yi quietly, and her heart was sour and sweet. She carefully shrank into the quilt, feeling warm, with a clean boy's breath and Iraqi breath. In a strange place, sleeping on a strange sofa and covered with a strange blanket, only people around her are familiar with him, and what does she know about him? Finally, I found out that she didn't know everything about Iraq. They are just strangers who have been dating for a month. They just look at each other and live in each other's memories.

At three o'clock in the morning, Yi woke Ju and dragged her to the roof. The wind was cold at night and he held her in his arms. Chrysanthemum seems to have woken up. Looking around, there are high and low houses, like huge black rocks, coldly crowded together.

"There will be an Aquarius meteor shower later," Yi said quietly, with a little sadness in his expectation.

"Really?" Why doesn't anyone else know?

"Because there is a star who loves me and only tells me one person." He smiled mysteriously.

Suddenly, a meteor broke through the night sky and flew past, followed by the second and third ... twelve in all.

"Happy birthday to you!" Yi said with a smile.

"This is my most romantic birthday present since I was a child."

"Have you made a wish?"

"yes"

"What?"

"I won't tell you!" She smiled mischievously, but Yi sighed.

"Meteors are beautiful, but when people make a wish, all their wishes will be pressed on them, and they will only end up faster. It is the most beautiful life, draw the most beautiful moment, and then die. Everything in the world is so fair, and getting and giving are always balanced. "

Yi held the chrysanthemum tighter and suddenly remembered a sentence.

"You know what? Every star in the sky will protect the person it loves on earth until it falls and that person dies. "

(5) A thousand tears

The next few days are the happiest days for Yi Heju. They are together all day, with no constraints, no arguments, and no piles of homework. Finally, it was February of 14, when the epiphyllum was the most fragrant and the meteor was the brightest, because they knew that their time was running out.

Easy to bring chrysanthemum to the game hall, harsh voice came in the chaos, hitting the eardrum again and again, bringing chrysanthemum unprecedented shock. Yi bought some coins, took Chrysanthemum through the fighting machine and racing machine, and went straight to the dance machine. He knows that Ju has a talent for dancing, so there should be no problem. He smiled at Ju, gave him two coins and pointed to the huge machine in front of him. Chrysanthemum panicked and hesitated, but she patted her again and motioned for her to go. She walked up carefully and the game began.

The first few songs were not difficult. She danced quietly, feeling that her self-confidence was constantly superimposed and gathered more and more. Yi couldn't help smiling and memorized the beat and pace. With the acceleration of the rhythm and the increase of difficulty, her feet shuttled back and forth in the four places, and she was still leisurely, and she began to indulge her happiness. Her heart beats regularly with the rhythm, and her hair swings back and forth excitedly. She is like a butterfly, dancing with youth and releasing her soul. After a while, she seemed a little tired and jumped up in a slower tone. She looked back while jumping, but she couldn't see Yi's shadow. She thought, maybe she went shopping. But when she looked back for the eighth time, through the bustling crowd, she clearly saw Yi coughing violently at something far away, but the picture just flashed by, and no one was there when she looked again. She began to worry, but she didn't know what to do. Unconsciously, there are already many people around you. Maybe she has been playing for too long, but she doesn't want to go on, because she knows that Yi will definitely come back for her, and Yi must be very eager to see her dance, so she insists stubbornly.

It is suggested that dancing is quick to lose. She agreed.

The challenger came up and won, and the rhythm of the music became faster and faster. She has no time to look back. She began to gasp, feeling that her physical strength was slipping away bit by bit, she was overdrawn, her steps became heavy, and occasionally she felt dizzy. But she persisted stubbornly. Yi, come on! She shouted in her mind over and over again, and the picture just came back to her mind. Suddenly, her body sank, her eyes turned black and she fell backwards. In a trance, she felt the familiar smell, opened her eyes and saw the familiar and handsome face again. She immediately came to her senses and wanted to dance again, but she was stopped by Yi. He handed her a snack and then went on with Ju's unfinished work. Unfortunately, there is not much time left in the song, because some time has been delayed just now, and the score has been much worse.

Yi began to dance, and his posture was very smooth, as if this were his dance steps. Like a duck to water, he won more than a dozen strikeouts in a row and soon overtook the score. He turned to look at her, but his feet still didn't miss the jump. When Ju jumped, she had written down almost all the steps in her mind and thought about the most comfortable action. What he has to do is to review the courses he has learned again. After a few jumps, no one dared to "hit" again. It was easy to turn around and walk onto the stage with a smile at Chrysanthemum, who had had enough to eat and drink.

They want to dance together!

I danced separately on the dance machine, and never danced together, not to mention this is the first time and I have never practiced before. But they did it, this miracle, they staggered their positions tacitly, and conveyed each other's information with their eyes, seamlessly.

After a dance, they walked off the stage and walked home with countless applause. Ju kept looking back, but she didn't know what she was looking for, confidence? Is it happiness? Is it indulgence? I don't think so. Finally, she realized that all she was looking for was a feeling, a feeling of happiness with Iraq. Tomorrow everything will disappear and she will have nothing. I don't know when I bought a bunch of roses for chrysanthemum.

"Happy Valentine's Day." He smiled, bitter.

"Tomorrow, are we still friends?" She asked with tears streaming down her face.

"Yes, we will always be best friends!" He heard his heart bleeding, but there was nothing he could do.

"Why? Please tell me why? " She asked at the top of her lungs.

"No reason, just because I ... I have ..." He couldn't go on, he had collapsed.

"What's the matter with you? Say it! What's wrong with you? " She asked again and again, and felt that the most precious things in life were passing away little by little with time, but she could do nothing but cry. She knew she couldn't bear it, but she was still waiting for the answer, for fear of losing more.

Yi took a few deep breaths and finally calmed down. He gently wiped the tears from chrysanthemum's eyes.

"Are we still good friends?" Chrysanthemum red eyes asked again.

"Yes, all the time." It is easy to feel unprecedented pain in my heart.

"You know what? If you shed a thousand tears for a person, that person will become an angel after death. "

(6) Do you know?

Do you know that?/You know what? If you shed a thousand tears for someone, that person will become an angel after death.

Do you know that?/You know what? Every star in the sky guards the person it loves on earth until it falls, and that person will die.

Do you know that?/You know what? You can't fall in love with me, because I am destined to be your guardian angel, not your lover.

Do you know that?/You know what? I will love you forever!

Ju returned home, collapsed on the sofa and habitually grabbed the blanket, but why didn't she grab it? When her family asked her where she had gone, she casually said. Her mind is full of Iraq now, and she can't hold anything else. She thought about Yi's words over and over again, for a month, forever, angel, meteor, lover, love you, fall and die. She suddenly remembered the red seal on the review outline. Yi coughed violently and left without saying a word. Fear spread wildly in her heart. She felt that Yi, who had been with her for a month, would disappear forever in an instant. She clearly felt that if she didn't see him today, she would never see him again.

She rushed out of the house in despair. ...

The bright red rose fell to the ground.

Yi stood on the roof, letting the cold wind blow mercilessly, and her body became numb. He looked down at the silent city, there was no neon red, only street lamps lined up and stood stiffly. Time passes by him minute by minute, but I can't stop. Even for a moment, if it is really possible, he will need another month, he thought greedily. So I want to repay myself with a smile, but I cough wildly. These days, he has been terminally ill, and he can finally get rid of it, but he can't let go. Love is like spiritual opium. Once it is infected, it is really hard to understand. He remembered what the old fortune teller had said.

You are destined to fall in love with someone close to you, no matter the distance between time, space or soul. But you only have one month. On the seventh day after the Aquarius meteor shower, there will be a choice. If there is a miracle, you will be reborn.

This doesn't sound like divination, but more like a curse, he thought. Suddenly there was footsteps. Yi turned around and saw Kikuji standing in the wind. Weak and helpless.

"Why did you come?" It is easy to suddenly feel overwhelmed.

"Why are you here?" Chrysanthemum's eyes are still red, and tears will seep out at any time.

"I ... I ..."

"You want to jump, don't you?" Ok, I'll dance with you! Come here and hug Yi tightly. "I will stay with you even if I die."

"Why are you so stupid?" Yi tried to break away from her, but she couldn't exert her strength.

"You said, love this luxury, once is enough!"

"When did I say that?" Yi is a little angry.

When you sleep, Zhu insists.

Yi doesn't know what to do. He sighed and relented.

"Well, it's windy outside. Let's talk about it when we go back. " Yi held Ju in her arms and reluctantly returned to the messy room.

Chrysanthemum still holds Yi tightly, and she is afraid that Yi will disappear instantly like reviewing the outline.

Until she saw a piece of paper on the table, the handwriting was firm and messy.

Do you know that?/You know what? If an angel shed 1000 tears for one person, it would keep raining on the earth.

Do you know that?/You know what? Every star in the sky guards the person it loves on earth, and until he dies, that star will lose its luster.

Do you know that?/You know what? I am destined to be your dream lover, not your only one.

Do you know that?/You know what? I don't regret loving you.

That's Yi's suicide note.

Chrysanthemum was watching when suddenly the door slammed into it and was locked. Yi whimpered from outside.

"Forgive me, chrysanthemum. I just don't want to die in a hospital bed. I hate white. White took my parents' lives ... Chrysanthemum, forgive me. " He was sobbing.

After that, a series of footsteps faded away.

Chrysanthemum's mind suddenly flashed a picture.

A pile of glistening paper became clear and crisp in the water on the ground in the blink of an eye, which was a lost voice that she would never forget.

Her eyes finally blurred.

"hey! You can't give up! " She shouted.

"You know what? I will always love you. "

(7) thirteenth wish

Chrysanthemum frantically hit the door, and the tears never broke, but the solid wooden door remained indifferent. She is like a wild animal in a cage, destroying angrily, but there is nothing she can do after all. She made a final struggle in the darkness of despair, her hands were numb with pain, and she felt her blood swell in boiling, wandering around, and there would never be peace. Her soul broke down.

Ju piled all the books and school uniforms in the room at the door, lit a match and watched it moan and groan bit by bit. The beating flame is the color of youth before it fades, fresh and lively. She disdainfully threw the burning matches into the pile of books and giggled. Looking at the greedy flames devouring white books full of black ink and worn-out school uniforms, every night in Yi's dream hometown, she seemed to see Yi still sleeping peacefully, breathing evenly and mumbling something occasionally, which was very lovely and gentle. Chrysanthemum tried to touch his handsome face with her hand, but she was scalded and shrank back quickly. The illusion of Iraq was gradually submerged in the fire, which made her feel distressed. She retreated to the window, leaned against the wall, lay on the ground and sat softly against the wall. A spreading flame climbed up, and her tears flowed in large drops, thousands of drops.

"Every night in my dream, I can see you and feel you. This is the way I love you ..."

She sings selfishly, her spirit is weak, and her body is gradually shrouded in flames, but her voice is still persistent and clear.

I don't know when, she heard a knock at the door, she saw the door being knocked open, she saw Yi rush in, and she saw Yi's face again. Handsome, people can't help but reach out and touch. She kept singing, though her voice was vague.

"You open the door, and you will go on in my heart."

Yi hugged her and her eyes were wet.

"Why, why?"

"I know you will come back, I know." She gave a vague smile. "Tell me, we will never be apart."

"Well, we will never be apart. Let's go now and go far away. " A familiar voice

He picked up the chrysanthemum and ran out as fast as he could, rushing out of the flames in the blink of an eye. The boundary between life and death is only a moment away.

He carried the chrysanthemum to the roof and put his coat on her. He began to cough again, panting until Chrysanthemum's eyes opened and he coughed and bled.

"Why give up on yourself?" Kikuji asked softly, so weak.

"I am doomed to die, I just don't want to die of disease."

"Death is only a moment, and there won't be much pain." Her face is full of pity, but I let you live for me. ...

"……"

"Promise me, ok? You used to listen to me ... "

"Very good."

Suddenly a meteor pierced the sky. Like a tear, crystal clear, she silently made a wish, whispering in her mouth.

"What did you wish for?" He managed to put on a smile.

"13th wish ..." She paused. "I want you to be my boyfriend for life."

They hugged each other tightly.

That night, Yi saw the winged angel again. They smiled at each other.

The sun has risen, and it is a brand-new day. ...