The back leaves have sprouted quietly; The wind is still bleak and vaguely remembers the familiar and increasingly thin back in the cold wind. Gradually blurred, but gradually clear, let people remember. The small trees beside the road seemed to be moved by that scene. They lowered their heads quietly and stared at them without saying a word. The dim street lamp pulled the figure very long. The sick boy, dragging his heavy body, marched forward step by step, while the girl lowered her head. In this way, the two went to their destination quietly. She dared not raise her head to look at him, but only meditated in her heart, hoping to arrive in the shortest time. There was no such scene originally. However, the girl could not refuse the boy’s stubbornness and had to accept the boy’s order to insist on sending her back. Finally, she went to the apartment building where the girl lived, at this special moment, however, as in the past, the boy still did not forget to urge the girl to have a rest early. The care she had been used to made her uneasy at this moment, either moved or distressed, but I knew nothing about it. She had reached the corner of the third floor. A strange force urged her to turn back and look at the familiar road. In the cold wind mixed with drizzle, the figure slowly faded away.

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