She, Maeve had been missing for 13 years. It was exactly 13 years.
On that day, it was such a rain as if it would flood the whole world.
It was the first day of the school when they were junior school students. In the previous evening, Old Oconnor gathered them and told them to keep studying hard in higher grade. Especially, he told Maeve to prevent Nelson from stirring up trouble in the school.
At that time, Nelson had been in the 3rd year of the middle school. He patted on the head of the girl next to him, scorning, “I should be the one to do so!”
Although his tone was contemptuous, there was a kind smile on his face.
Maeve was mutinous and she jumped to give Nelson a beat, arguing “You’ve been warned for times because of fights in these three years while I’ve not. Grandpa, I will definitely keep an eye on Nelson.”
Old Oconnor said cheerfully, “Maeve, you got the knack that Nelson always listens to you.”
The car lights blinked outsides; it was Maeve’s chauffer who came to pick her up. The rain was so heavy that the air was filled with mist.
Nelson went downstairs with Maeve hand in hand. As a teenager, Nelson was excellent in every aspect which made him always superior. However, he was gentle and patient to this girl all the time.
“Nelson, see you tomorrow,” said Maeve.
Nelson helped her open the door and responded with a smile, “I will take you to dining hall for burger tomorrow. See you.”
Maeve smiled cheerfully.
The car was fast, and it was soon out of sight in the rain.
None of them expected that they would be apart from then on.
After that day, Maeve seemed to vanish into thin air. Nelson spent 13 years on searching through the whole Ylosea but failed to receive any news about her. And because of this misfortune, her family dropped the acquaintance with him.
Nelson sat on the couch for a long time. Gradually, he drifts into a light sleep where he dreams about a long-lost scene.
“Mom! Mom! I’m willing to go with you! Take me away!”
A boy howled excruciatingly, but his voice faded away after a while.
The black sedan was faster and faster, paying no attention to the boy who struggled to catch up with it. It turned the corner and shook him off.
The 7-year-old Nelson stumbled and fell to the asphalt ground. His hands were excoriated, bleeding. His tears dropped onto the wounds, however, the pain in the hand was nothing to his heartache.
He was abandoned by his mother.
Nelson was born with a nonchalant temper. He seldom cried because he knew that ignorance would incur hatred. Realizing it, he hurriedly wiped his tears off, his face stained with blood, and said to himself, “Mom, I won’t cry anymore. You will be back to me, is that right…”
At the moment, a car drove back and stopped by the side of the boy. Nelson raised his head in surprise and said, “Mom…”
However, it turned out that a girl in a princess dress, with a doll in her arms, jumped out of the car.
“What’s up with you?” the girl asked in a sweet voice, holding out her hand to him, “You’re hurt. Let me help you up.”
Without saying a word, young Nelson glared at the strange girl in a black look until Old Oconnor asked someone to pick him up.
After that, the girl, far from leaving here, just lived nearby. Because they were in the same school, they often met each other.
“Hello, my name is Maeve. I just moved in here. I don’t have friends now, but my home is close to yours. Can I visit you often?”
“What’s your name. I heard that they call you Nelson. May I call you like that?”