Sunset Fire 落日淌火 by 六盲星 Liu Mang Xing (HE)

“Did you draw this?”

Fang Nanzhi, who had been feeling flustered, had forgotten that the drawing she had just made was still on the easel. When he suddenly mentioned it, her face flushed instantly.

Once in elementary school, her sketchbook fell and was snatched by a few classmates, and she was ridiculed for a while.

Because of that, she had only ever drawn for herself and had never shown her drawings to anyone.

She pulled the drawing paper from the easel. “Yes… I just drew it for fun.”

“Is this near the activity area in Fenglan?”

“Huh?”

“Your perspective is quite good.”

The Fenglan Yun Di apartment complex where they lived had an area specifically for residents’ activities. One time, Zhao Liyun took her there for an after-dinner walk. It was sunset, and the buildings looked particularly beautiful in the evening light, so she took a photo.

She had felt inspired today and was drawing from that photo, trying to capture the scene from that moment.

She had only been drawing for half an hour, and it was just a preliminary sketch, yet he had recognized it.

Fang Nanzhi had never expected her drawings to be praised. She sat there stiffly, her heart pounding. By the time she finally reacted and looked up, the person who had been next to her was gone.

The studio door wasn’t properly closed, and the wind made it gently tap, like something from a dream.

But he had really been there.

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Ever since she was little, everyone called her little fatty, meatball, pig…
She almost forgot her name.

One afternoon in her first year of high school, she was left alone by her classmates to clean up the fallen leaves in the school’s yard.
The wind blew and the leaves flew. In a trance, she saw an unfamiliar face in the sunset, with a warm smile: “Fang Nan Zhi, do you need help?”

[Someone called her name when she was at the lowest, so she remembered him for the rest of her life]

Much, much later Fang Nan Zhi spent a lot of time to improve herself.
But although people could describe her as “dazzling”, she still couldn’t confess to him.

In her sophomore year, she secretly went to watch him play basketball with her classmates and witnessed a girl who was chasing after him asking for his WeChat.
Fang Nan Zhi felt a little bitter in her throat and got up and left.
However, when she walked out of the audience, she saw the man on the field passing the crowd and blocking her way.

“I didn’t want to add her.”
“Don’t leave.”

(Translated by Vico SDL)

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