"Wen Mo..." Xia Lian finally spoke, lowering her head and speaking softly, "You must... take good care of yourself too."
Looking at her earnest expression, Wen Mo smiled and said, "I will, and so will you. If you miss me, just tell me. Don't keep it to yourself."
Xia Lian nodded again. She really wanted to say that she would miss him very much, but she couldn't say the words.
"Alright, I need to get my ticket checked soon too. If there's nothing else, I'll be going now...?" Wen Mo asked tentatively.
Xia Lian lowered her head, remained silent, slowly released her grip on his clothes, and shuffled back to the car, her eyes fixed on Wen Mo as he was about to leave.
Wen Mo took a deep breath, trying to appear relaxed, and waved with a smile, "Well then, I'll go in first, goodbye."
Wen Yiquan nodded, and Su Juan hugged Xia Lian's neck, waving goodbye as well, but the worry in her eyes just wouldn't go away.
Wenmo turned around, pulled his suitcase, and prepared to leave.
The wheels of the rolling suitcase gurgled on the ground, each sound like an urging, each sound indicating that Wenmo's steps were getting further and further away.
As if remembering something she hadn't done, Xia Lian suddenly felt a strong sense of reluctance. She suddenly ran forward, faster than usual, and hugged Wen Mo's waist.
Wen Mo paused for a moment, then looked back at the girl wrapped around his waist, his face showing helplessness as always, and hugged her back tightly.
It felt like a heavy weight had been lifted from his heart, and he felt a lump in his throat, his nose stinging. He wasn't good at dealing with such sad scenes, especially when he was the one in the story.
Xia Lian lingered in his arms, reluctant to let go. After a long while, she whispered, "I'll miss Wen Mo..."
Wen Mo's eyes were a little moist. He gently patted Xia Lian's back and forced a smile. "Missed me? How much did you miss me?"
"I don't know..." Xia Lian shook her head, raised her head, and her usually emotionless eyes reddened, welling up with tears, as if her body was reacting to the atmosphere of sadness. Her voice was muffled, "It's just that I really, really want to..."
The two embraced for a long time, greedily sucking on each other's hair as if trying to brand each other. All they could feel was the summer heat and their pounding hearts.
Wen Mo's lips moved slightly, as if he were whispering something in her ear.
Xia Lian looked up and stared blankly at his face. She saw that his eyes were already red, but he was still trying to smile as he cupped his face.
A final kiss landed on her lips. The girl tiptoed, her cheeks held tightly in her hands, her tongue lingering sweetly as they savored each other's taste.
Only when the ticket check announcement came again did Wen Mo release his hands, as if he had made up his mind, and rub Xia Lian's head as usual.
A gentle breeze ruffled his hair, and Wen Mo's lips twitched into a faint smile, a smile tinged with bitterness. His gaze followed the girl's eyes intently, and his gesture of waving goodbye was slow and heavy.
"They're gone."
The two let go of each other, and Wenmo picked up his luggage, walking towards the ticket gate with several glances back.
Xia Lian and her uncle and aunt stood there, watching his figure gradually disappear into the distance. Even after Wen Mo's figure disappeared into the crowd, Xia Lian still stared in that direction without moving, as if as long as she kept looking, Wen Mo would not have left.
Wen Yiquan sighed softly. Su Juan walked to Xia Lian's side and gave her a hug, saying gently, "Lianbao, don't be sad."
Xia Lian looked at Su Juan, lowered her head, squinted, and reached out to hug her back, her voice trembling slightly, almost imperceptibly, "Auntie, I'm not sad..."
The train station was still bustling with people, but Xia Lian felt that everything around her was becoming blurry.
The girl recalled the little things they had shared when they first met, those ordinary yet heartwarming moments, which kept replaying in her mind.
Eating hamburgers together on the street, watching the sunset together on a park bench, running to see the stars in the middle of the night... those seemingly ordinary daily routines have now become her most precious memories.
Xia Lian didn't know what life would be like without Wen Mo by her side. She had grown accustomed to Wen Mo's company, his gentleness, and his kindness to her.
She suddenly felt a little scared, afraid that she wouldn't be able to adapt to life without Wen Mo, but Xia Lian also knew that they would definitely meet again.
Time passed by, and Xia Lian and her uncle and aunt walked out of the train station. The sky outside was a clear blue, and the sun shone on the earth, but it could not dispel the loneliness in the girl's heart.
She took out her phone, looked at her chat history with Wen Mo, and gently swiped her finger across the screen.
A little while later, she sent Wenmo a message: "Drive carefully."
After sending the message, she gripped her phone tightly, as if holding onto the connection between her and Wenmo.
Sitting in the car, Xia Lian slowly headed home. Along the way, she wondered what Wen Mo would encounter at university, whether he would make new friends, and whether he would be so busy that he would forget to think of her.
Gazing at the scenery passing by outside the car window, Wen Mo was also looking out the window at this moment, touching the slightly warm glass. He pursed his lips slightly, lost in thought.
Recalling the hug just now, what the two said to each other is perhaps only known to themselves; it was also the last promise they made to each other.
We will meet again in the summer two years from now.
Is it a deal?
Okay, it's a deal.
Just like when I first saw her at my doorstep.
Summer has been here for quite some time now.
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