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[佩奇的夏天 ] - [ glyzb ]

The two teens woke up unusually early the next day, excitement palpable in the air as they hurried around the house. They dashed back and forth, pulling on clothes, combing their hair, brushing their teeth, and splashing water on their faces.

It had been too long since they'd had the chance to go out and play by themselves.

Vienna stood in front of the mirror, carefully combing her hair with precision. She tied it into a neat bun, smoothing out every strand until it was perfect. Once satisfied that no stray hairs stuck out, she placed the comb on the table, took a deep breath, and walked out of the room, ready for the day ahead.

As the early morning sun cast a soft glow, the temperature was just right—not too hot nor too cold, creating a pleasant and calm atmosphere. Vienna and Ni-ki sat at the small table, silently eating their pastries.

Neither felt the need to speak, the quiet between them as familiar as it was comfortable.

However, as time passed, the narrow room began to feel stuffy, like the slow buildup of pressure inside a cooker. The silence thickened, but neither acknowledged it. With a quiet nod, they both stood up and, without a word, set off on their journey.

When Ni-ki shut the shutter doors behind them, Vienna stood beside him, unable to suppress her bubbling excitement, her feet lifting slightly in anticipation.

They made their way out of the abandoned steel mill, their steps light as they crossed through the wild, untamed grass that stretched before them.

At last, they reached the train tracks. Ni-ki stopped, his gaze shifting to the morning sun hanging low on the horizon.

Without a word, he lowered himself to the ground, laying down with his legs propped up on the tracks. After a few minutes of silence, he turned toward Vienna and gave a slight, wordless pat on the ground beside him, inviting her to join.

Vienna hesitated only for a second before lying down beside him, feeling the cool metal of the tracks beneath her. The quiet was thick, but the closeness between them made it peaceful.

Vienna didn't ask any questions, just laid down beside Ni-ki, resting her head on his arm as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

The sky above was a calm, soothing shade of azure, occasionally interrupted by the flight of a lone bird cutting across the expanse. Vienna stretched her legs out, resting them on the cool metal of the train tracks.

"Are we sunbathing?" she asked with a faint smile.

Ni-ki replied lazily, "We're waiting for the train."

"Waiting for the train?" Vienna repeated, curiosity tinged in her voice.

"Yeah, it'll be here in about twenty minutes."

Vienna turned her head slightly to look at him. "And when it gets here, we're just gonna... watch it pass?"

Ni-ki's lips twitched into a small smile. "Maybe. You'll see."

Ni-ki turned his head to gaze at Vienna, humor unmistakable in his eyes. "We're going to ride the train."

"But we didn't buy any tickets," she replied, puzzled.

"It doesn't matter," Ni-ki said, his tone casual.

That simple reassurance was enough for Vienna. If Ni-ki said it didn't matter, then she trusted that it truly didn't. She raised her eyes to the endless blue sky, allowing herself to relax.

Just as they were about to drift off into a light slumber, the train tracks beneath them began to shake, vibrating with intensity. The two immediately opened their eyes and exchanged glances, wide-eyed and alert, as the approaching train grew closer.

Ni-ki pulled Vienna up with a quick, fluid motion. The massive, metallic train appeared in the distance—a green behemoth destined for the countryside, moving slower than most trains.

"The train isn't going to stop?"

"Even if it doesn't, we'll still manage to get on," Ni-ki said, extending his hand towards her.

Vienna's heart raced as she hesitated for a moment before placing her hand in his. She carefully wrapped her fingers around his warm, solid grip.

"Hey, Vi."

"Yes?"

"Do you ever think about dying?"

A moment of silence passed before Vienna, her voice barely above a whisper, replied, "I've thought about it before."

"Me too," Ni-ki admitted quietly.

Their hands were tightly clasped together, their fingers entwined in a firm, unbreakable grip. The train tracks beneath them began to tremble, and they shuddered lightly, their eyes locked on the approaching train.

Ni-ki glanced at Vienna, his expression unreadable. "Do you want to die at this very moment?"

Vienna's gaze was steady, her heart racing as she held his hand tighter. "A part of me wishes for it, but another part doesn't."

"Same here," Ni-ki said softly, his voice barely above a murmur. "But what if we were to face it together?"

"That's why I said part of me wishes for it now."

The two of them stood there, their intertwined hands a symbol of their shared resolve. The metal tracks shook violently, signaling the train's approach.

"Are you ready?"

Vienna's heart pounded furiously as she hesitated, unable to summon the courage to slam her body against the speeding train. Ni-ki, with a single powerful motion, grabbed the metallic ladder and hoisted himself onto it. His other hand remained firmly gripping Vienna's small, trembling palm.

"Jump up!" he urged, his voice a mix of command and reassurance.

Vienna shook her head violently, terror evident in her eyes. The rush of wind and the relentless motion of the train were overwhelming.

Ni-ki's voice was steady and insistent. "I'll catch you."

Vienna hesitated for a moment longer, her breath coming in short, rapid gasps. Then, with a deep, shuddering breath, she made the leap. The fear in her eyes was replaced with a fierce resolve as she reached for Ni-ki's outstretched hand.

With a deep, resolute breath, Vienna hurled herself at the ladder. Ni-ki's strong arms shot out, catching her effortlessly and pulling her close. The impact of Vienna's leap against the metallic ladder jolted them both, but his firm grip held steady.

Vienna quickly secured her hold on the ladder, her heart racing as she glanced at Ni-ki. Their eyes met, both of them breathless and wide-eyed, their faces a mix of disbelief and exhilaration. For a moment, the intensity of the situation gave way to an unexpected, shared joy.

Suddenly, laughter erupted from them, a joyful, relieved sound that cut through the rushing wind and the clattering of the train. Their laughter was a mixture of triumph and sheer relief, a celebration of their audacious escape and the bond that had carried them through.

They wandered through the vast, rolling fields of wheat, their steps light and carefree. They meandered along until they arrived at a large lotus pond.

Vienna reached out and grasped a broad lotus leaf, shaking it gently. The clear water droplets scattered, splitting into smaller droplets that shimmered in the sunlight.

"The sun will get hotter soon," Ni-ki remarked casually as he walked along the edge of the lotus pond. After a thoughtful search, he stooped and picked a large lotus leaf from the water. "Look, there are some water chestnuts here!" he said with a hint of excitement.

He crouched beside the paddy fields and carefully gathered a pile of leaves. With practiced ease, Ni-ki unearthed several water chestnuts hidden beneath them. He deftly cracked open the shells, revealing the tender white meat inside. Vienna knelt beside him, her curiosity piqued.

"They're so small," she observed.

"Try one," Ni-ki urged, extending a piece to her.

Vienna hesitated only for a moment before taking the water chestnut. As she lifted it to her mouth, her soft lips brushed against Ni-ki's fingers. He maintained a composed demeanor as he returned the leaves to their place, but inside, his heart fluttered like ripples on a still pond.

"It's really sweet," Vienna said with a bright smile. "Much fresher than the ones sold on the streets."

Ni-ki's eyes softened at her genuine enjoyment, and he couldn't help but smile in return, feeling a quiet warmth in the simplicity of the moment.

This was the essence of summer—a blend of simplicity and joy that only the season could offer.

The two teens wandered through the fields, the large lotus leaf serving as their makeshift shield against the blazing sun. They ventured deeper into the countryside, plucking crisp cucumbers and juicy tomatoes straight from the vines. With each bite, the fresh flavors burst in their mouths.

Curiosity led them to the paddy fields, where they kicked off their shoes and waded into the cool, mud-laden water. The soft, squelchy feel of the mud between their toes was an unfamiliar yet delightful sensation.

Laughter and playful splashes filled the air as they let the muddy water envelop their feet, savoring the tactile experience of summer.

Finding a quaint stable nearby, they decided to rest. Surrounded by a bed of straw, they sank into its comfort, letting the warmth and tranquility lull them into a peaceful nap. When they awoke, the mud on their feet had dried into hard clumps, making it easy to scrape off.

Rejuvenated, they continued their exploration, their spirits high and their hearts light, embracing every moment of their summer adventure with a sense of unfiltered joy.

The path along the fields was narrow, winding through tall grass and wildflowers that brushed against their legs as they walked. The space was too tight for them to walk side by side, and the gentle crunch of footsteps on the gravel became a subtle soundtrack to their journey.

Ni-ki fell a step behind, allowing Vienna to lead the way. He maintained a respectful distance, his gaze following her every movement with quiet attentiveness.

The narrow path made it impossible for him to stay by her side, so he observed her from behind, taking in the way her hair that fell from the bun swayed with each step and the way she navigated the uneven ground with ease.

When the silver moon climbed high into the night sky and countless fireflies emerged from the fields, casting a soft, ethereal glow over the landscape, they finally made their way home. The tranquility of the evening wrapped around them like a gentle embrace, and the world seemed to pause, honoring the end of their adventure.

The metallic train slithered through the vast wilderness, its sleek form illuminated by the soft glow of the moon. The two youths had climbed onto the roof, finding their spots amid the chilly night breeze. Seated close together, they gazed up at the blanket of stars that scattered across the sky like shards of broken diamonds.

"It looks like it's going to rain," Vienna remarked, her voice blending with the whisper of the wind.

"It does," Ni-ki agreed, his gaze fixed on the horizon.

"Will it rain?" Vienna asked, her eyes reflecting the celestial shimmer.

"I'm not sure," Ni-ki replied, his tone nonchalant.

"What if it starts to rain?"

"Then we'll soak up the rain and become drenched chickens," Ni-ki said with a chuckle.

As the train roared steadily on, the world around them felt suspended in a serene, moonlit moment, their laughter blending with the rhythmic clatter of the tracks.

"But what if it doesn't rain?" Vienna persisted, her curiosity shining in the moonlight.

"If it doesn't," Ni-ki replied with a smirk, "we'll just look at the stars."

Vienna turned to face Ni-ki, her eyes locking with his. The silence between them deepened as she searched his gaze, feeling the warmth of his presence against the cool night.

The stars above seemed to echo their unspoken connection, framing their shared moment.

Slowly, Ni-ki reached out his hand and gently cupped Vienna's face. His touch was tender, his fingers warm against her cool skin. He leaned in, closing the distance between them, and pressed a soft, lingering kiss to her lips.

The kiss was a silent promise, a blend of all the unspoken words and shared moments that had passed between them. As he pulled back slightly, his eyes held hers, a quiet intensity reflecting the bond they shared under the vast, starry sky.

Vienna slowly shut her eyes, letting the soothing rhythm of the train's movement lull her into a serene state. From their vantage point high above the ground, it felt as though they could reach out and touch the stars themselves.

The night sky, with its glittering constellation, seemed to embody the very essence of their shared moment. Looking at the stars was not just a phrase but a living, breathing reality that encapsulated the magic of this day.

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