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You stand beside me, looking at other places with uneasy eyes. There is a railing beside the road, a little water streams through the gutter there, and the rest is dry land. During the dry season, the amount of water really only has low flows like this.

"" You just give up as soon as you open your mouth. You just keep talking, leaving only empty speech intentions, just like a little girl who keeps things in her heart.

We quarreled for that matter. No, it was obviously me who was wrong. You thinked it ’s important to discuss with you first, but I didn’t. The places we care about are obviously not the same.

I ignored this.

Despiter walking side by side, there is a space between us like a glacier. Again, there are no intersections of parallel lines.

"" I try to make a sound.

In fact, I'm the same here.

I can't say anything. It is the stubbornness of the adult. Not even the first three dots of the distress signal were sent out.

It’s not a long walk from the bus stop to my home, but it s not that long, but it’s very difficult for me. What do you want to say? Even if you look at someone with empty eyes, you can't convey the meaning in your heart. Even if the cold wind blowing from the pinning is conveyed, there would be no response.

The strongest air-conditioning masses feel cold even in this extremely south place. The dry air pierces the white cheeks, makes the mouth dry, and makes your long hair grow frizzy. As the cold current in the north passed through, a large amount of suspended particles from the mainland also followed.

PM2.5 is their name.

Although you are pretending to be strong with red eyes, but still make my heart tight. You have allergies, so you don't need to be angry with me like this. The eyes and nose are out of water, sad. I want to wipe you clean as before. I want to hand you a mask. If your hands are cold, pass the warm pack in your pocket to you, and throw it back when it is warm, just like the ball throwing and catching game you used to play with laughter.

Now, silent is our common language, or the language that cannot pass the thoughts in our hearts. As you grew up bit by bit, I didn't expect that we, who had previously talked about nothing, had become so embarrassed.

I really not ever know how to break ice.