White Olive Tree

3 • Flashbacks

Song Lisa hadn't adjusted to the jet lag and was still not sleepy at three in the morning.

Outside the window, the night is endless and the rain is trickling.

She sat by the wooden window, turned on a desk lamp, and sorted out her diary and illustrated notebooks from her trip. She added to her diary for June 3: That day she took a flight from Gama to Guangzhou, and then transferred back to Liangcheng. When she landed at Tianhe Airport, everyone on the plane cheered.

She recorded the experience in flashback and stopped writing when she came to the man named "Jungkook ".

In the quiet night, she looked out the window.

The windows were old-fashioned wooden sash windows, with wooden edges cut into neat little squares, and the square glass was inlaid with white lime and nails.

At this moment, the night rain knocks on the wooden windows, leaving winding water marks on the glass.

She wanted to use some words to describe his appearance, but she only wrote one sentence:

"He has dark eyes."

She tried hard to recall and wanted to write something else for him when she heard the sound of breaking glass downstairs.

She went downstairs to see. After she got home, she opened the window for ventilation. Before the rainstorm came that night, a window was not closed, and the wind and rain knocked down a cup of water-grown money grass by the window. She closed the window, took another bowl to collect water, threw the grass in, and cleaned up the mess on the floor.

The months in the East were too dry. When I returned to Liangcheng, it was the plum rain season and the air was humid as if I was immersed in water.

Due to the moisture, the floor, walls, furniture, and everything were wet.

Song Lisa thought that after the rainy season, she would have to find a decoration company to add a moisture-proof layer to the old house.

This is a typical old house with local characteristics in Liangcheng. It is a two-story building built with red bricks and cement. The red bricks are exposed on the exterior wall. The interior wall is painted white, and a green baseboard about one meter high is left at the corner. The contrast of white and green is clean and fresh. The house faces south and has large windows and doors, and ventilation is provided from front to back. There is a kitchen in the backyard, and the front yard is full of flowers, plants and trees. There is an open-air staircase and a large balcony on the second floor that splits half of the space.

This is grandma's house. She passed away a few months ago, and Song Lisa moved here from her father's house.

Her father lived in a small, two-bedroom apartment in his workplace. She and her half-sister Song Rosé lived in the same room for more than 20 years.

Her family was ordinary, and her father's salary supported the family of four. Later, when he had more money, Liangcheng's economy developed rapidly, and housing prices rose. The average price had exceeded 30,000, which was beyond the reach of ordinary families.

When Song Lisa went to bed, the wind and rain outside the window became stronger and stronger. If it continued like this, the flowers in the yard would be blown down.

She slept until noon the next day. The sun was shining outside the window, and the orange tree leaves were washed by water and were green. When she opened the window, the fragrance of the soil after the rain hit her face; but there was no trace of rain on the beams or treetops.