She and his story number four

The first time she saw her was when she was standing on the balcony in a daze. It can also be said to be a far-sighted view. For a while, she liked to just look at the mountains and clouds looming in the distance.

This time, she saw a boy lying on the roof of a building not far away basking in the sun.

It was a neighborhood next door to their house. This community is a newly built community, mainly inhabited by small Western-style buildings, and the residents are also rich families. The community of their family is a dormitory building for employees of a bankrupt enterprise, and the whole community is dilapidated. There are also some old workers living in poor economic conditions. Their family is one of them.

She had a high school classmate who lived in the wealthy neighborhood next door. The classmate invited her to play several times, but she refused. Although her family has poor conditions, she studies well, and people are pure and beautiful, and she is not rare in these.

But this time, her classmates suddenly mentioned her cousin, saying that he had returned from abroad, and that he had recently been in poor health and was recuperating at their home. As soon as she listened, her heart moved, was it him?

On this day she was reciting words on the balcony when she suddenly heard a sound, Haro. She was greeting her, and she saw a tall, thin boy on the roof of the building over there, with a pale face, waving to her. She didn't respond at all, a good and beautiful girl like her, with a bunch of boys around her every day, and she didn't put him at ease.

But one day she suddenly heard him playing the violin on the roof of the building, and although she did not understand that he was playing the song, the beautiful and desolate tune still moved her.

The next day she unexpectedly accepted an invitation from her classmates to write her homework. Sure enough, as she expected, he was the cousin of his classmate.

It happened naturally, and the moment they looked at each other, she felt like she was a fallen city.

He was very humorous and often made them laugh. At first, it was three people together, and then slowly they found opportunities to stay alone.

She never asked him what kind of illness he had, she felt that it was too direct and would hurt him. He doesn't say it either. It wasn't until half a year later that he told her that he was going home to continue his treatment and that he was leaving. She still didn't know what kind of illness he had.

They met in another city to see each other, where he waited for her, waiting for her to be admitted to a university there.

She tearfully agreed, and with her grades, that university was no problem.

After he left, she buried her thoughts deep in her heart, and wholeheartedly reviewed her homework, and a year later, she came to the city she had been dreaming about.

But he wasn't in the city.

This was something she learned about later.

He wasn't sick either, he was addicted to drugs, and during that time, he was quitting drugs.

At first she couldn't believe it was all true, she had used her vacation to search the corners of the city, but she hadn't found any trace of him.

Is this a dream? She used to ask herself that