Crossing the six realms, just to meet you

Rain, pattering down.

The rain in June was bitterly cold.

The whole city is filled with the sadness of the rain, and it is already lost before it is too late to see clearly.

Pedestrians on the road in twos and threes raised their umbrellas and walked quickly. They all wrapped their bodies tightly in their clothes and ran shivering.It's only June, but the rain is so cold.

A purple figure curled up in a corner without any shelter, and the rain just fell on him.Raindrops slid down his hair and across the corners of his eyes like tears.The purple eyes are also full of sadness and regret.He raised his head, closed his eyes slightly, and let the rain fall directly on his face and flow into his collar along his slender neck.

This is a boy who seems to be only about 20 years old, but between his brows, there is a sense of vicissitudes of life and death, and the cold eyes are not as pure as a boy should be.In short, this boy is like a person from another world, who has nothing to do with this world.

The rain was still falling slowly. In the misty misty rain, there were so many pedestrians, but no one paid attention to the boy who was curled up here.

With his hands stuck in his hair, the young man opened his eyes suddenly. The murderous aura in his eyes instantly spread, and the surrounding air immediately became extremely chilling. The bodies of passers-by on the road trembled, and the hairs on their bodies stood on end.

Suddenly, the rain on the top of the head disappeared, and a childish voice came from my ear: "Big brother, aren't you going home?"

The boy looked up, and saw a little girl with a ponytail and a white dress holding a small umbrella. Her pure eyes looked at the boy curiously. The little umbrella covered the boy's head. The little girl's thin body But in the rain.

In the rain and fog, a seven or eight-year-old girl met a 20-year-old boy and looked at each other.

"Big brother, is he lost and can't find his home?" the little girl asked curiously.

The young man stared blankly at her... What kind of gaze was that? There was no trace of human dust, it was as pure as a pool of lake water, which could be seen from the outside.In memory, there is also a person with such eyes, exactly the same.But that person died a long time ago, died in front of him, with no bones left...

The boy lowered his head, not daring to meet her gaze.

A young girl who is as white as a piece of paper compares her life and suddenly feels that her life is so messy.

The little girl squatted down, took out a clean white handkerchief printed with blue flowers from her pocket, and handed it to the boy.The boy was stunned, and slowly took the handkerchief, and then, the little girl smiled, like sunshine.

"What's your name?" The boy asked lightly, wiping the rain off his face with a handkerchief.

"Yun Jiahui." The little girl said with a smile.

The boy got up, and Yun Jiahui also remembered to get up, but her small body couldn't hold an umbrella for him, and she couldn't reach the top of the boy's head even on tiptoe.I can't help but sigh in my little heart, it's so high...

The young man exited the scope of her umbrella, looked at the little girl and smiled slightly: "I remember." Then, he turned around and slowly disappeared from her sight.

Yun Jiahui, the corner of the young man's mouth is raised, one day, he will come back, come back to pick her up, and pick her up to leave this dirty world...