The next day, A Ze was about to leave.
Xiao You did not go to the station to see him off; she simply stood under the large Banyan Tree at the edge of the village, watching from a distance.
She didn’t want A Ze to see her crying; she wanted him to remember her happiest smile.
A Ze's grandmother accompanied him to the station.
At the station, A Ze saw many children like him who were also heading back to the city.
They were all saying goodbye to their families—some were crying, some were embracing, and others were waving.
A Ze's heart was filled with reluctance.
He turned back to glance in the direction of the village, and he seemed to see Xiao You standing under the large Banyan Tree, waving at him.
He silently said in his heart, “Xiao You, goodbye. I will definitely come back.”
The bus started, carrying A Ze away from the small village and the fields filled with fireflies.
As he watched the scenery rush by outside the window, his heart was full of longing for Xiao You and hope for the future.
After A Ze left, Xiao You's life returned to its usual tranquility.
She still went to the fields every day to watch the fireflies, helped her grandmother with household chores, and played with the other children in the village.
However, her heart always felt empty, as if something was missing.
She wore the little straw rabbit that A Ze had given her around her neck, taking it with her every day.
She often talked to the little rabbit, sharing her thoughts and feelings about A Ze.
Autumn arrived; the fireflies disappeared, and the rice fields turned golden.
Xiao You helped her grandmother harvest the rice, placing each plump ear of grain into the basket.
She remembered A Ze, recalling the joyful times they spent running together in the fields.
Winter had arrived, and snow blanketed the entire village, transforming it into a world draped in silver.
Xiao You sat by the fire with her grandmother, making rice cakes and eagerly awaiting the arrival of the New Year.
She hoped that the New Year would bring new hope and allow her to see A Ze again soon.
Spring came, and everything revived; tender green shoots sprouted in the fields.
Xiao You played with the village children, flying kites and frolicking in the meadows.
As she watched the kites dancing in the sky, she silently prayed, "A Ze, when will you come back?"
Finally, another summer arrived.
Every night, Xiao You went to the fields to watch the fireflies, hoping to catch a glimpse of A Ze's figure in their glow.
One evening, as usual, Xiao You arrived at that familiar field.
Fireflies flitted about like twinkling stars.
Xiao You sat on the edge of the field, quietly observing the glowing insects.
Suddenly, she saw a familiar figure approaching her.
It was a boy wearing a white shirt and jeans, holding a small glass jar filled with fireflies.
Xiao You's heart raced; she could hardly believe her eyes.
"A Ze?" she called out tentatively.
The boy looked up at Xiao You, his face breaking into a radiant smile.
"Xiao You, I’m back," he said.
Xiao You could no longer hold back; she stood up and ran towards A Ze.
They embraced tightly, as if trying to merge into each other's bodies.
"You finally came back!" Xiao You's voice was a bit choked.
"I’m back," A Ze said. "I kept our promise."
They sat together on the edge of the field, watching the fireflies dance around them.
"A Ze," Xiao You said, "look, the fireflies are still waiting for us."
A Ze nodded. "Yes, they have always been waiting for us."
They knew that their friendship, like those fireflies, would never fade away.
The summer night breeze gently swept across the fields, and the glow of the fireflies illuminated their smiling faces.
Their story came to a perfect conclusion on this summer night.
Yet their friendship would forever entwine like ivy, always growing and thriving.
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