骤雨如沙,扰得山林阵阵作响。一棵庞然巨松下,火光幽暗。少年盘膝而坐,不着雨具,状若石人。三十步开外的树影中,雨水已渗透少女的蓑衣,顺脊流下,淅淅沥沥。少女小心翼翼窥探着,右手银针在身旁树上刺出了无数小孔。傻瓜,都过了一个时辰,还不走?她心下暗骂。“子时,松下等你!”手中紧握的纸条仿佛有股炙热,让她想抛下誓言,做一回扑火飞蛾。就在她要现身的刹那,那股炙热却灭了。她缩回树后,背身默祷:“原谅我,化 Showers like sand, disturbing the forest bursts sounding. Giant pine under a huge, dark fire. Teenage sitting cross-legged, no rain gear, shaped like a rock. Thirty steps away from the shadow of the tree, the rain has infiltrated the girl's clothes, Shun ridge flow, lingering. Girl cautiously snooping, right hand silver needle stabbed in the tree next to numerous holes. A fool, have an hour, do not go cursed her heart. ”Son, Panasonic waiting for you!“ The paper gripped in the hands seems to be hot, so she would like to cast a vow to do a backfire fire moth. Just at the moment she wants to show up, that share of hot but extinct. After she retracted the tree, she turned her back and prayed: ”Forgive me