The sea breeze blew their hair, her pleated skirt was like a blooming gardenia in the wind.
He squatted down, gently tucked her messy hair behind her ear, and knelt on one knee. At that moment, he was extremely gentlemanly.
"Little bunny, I'll tell you my name in the future." He wanted her to know who he was until someday he became someone.
Tracey seemed to understand, but she actually not. "Brother, remember to come to see me!" She was really happy when being with him.
"Of course, that is our appointment." He smiled gently. They had made so many appointments these days, maybe all would be forgotten by her instantly when they were apart.
"Then let’s make a pinky swear." No matter what happened, she would not forget him. She liked this brother who liked to wear a white shirt.
"Okay, a pinky swear." Two fingers crossed again.
Tracey looked at the young man, he was so bright when stood in the warm sunshine.
He was just like the son of light, so pure and flawless. This white shirt looked ordinary on the crew's son, but it became a pretty one when being worn by the boy.
"Little Tracey, wait for me." His lips gently fell on her forehead, and his lips were a little cold.
He left soon before Tracey respond and disappeared in the crowd of the dock.
Either the teenager in white or the one who saved her life, the boy became a passer-by of Tracey.
At first, she still remembered that there was a brother who would come to see her, but as time went, day by day, year by year.
Playful as Tracey, the figure of the boy eventually disappeared in her memory. Until many years later, she watched a movie.
In "Titanic", Rose and Jack found a piece of floating wood after the ship hit the iceberg.
Only one person could stay on the wood. Jack let Rose climb on it, he chose to stay in the iced water.
She recalled that she had gone through a similar thing, but she couldn't remember what the boy looked like after such a long time.
She had already forgotten her childhood appointment. After he left, he didn't come to her, and she also forgot him.
The pictures of that year flushed to her mind. The young man on the deck overlapped with the man in front of her. A long-lost memory slowly recovered.
"You are..." Tracey covered the mouth with her hands and looked at him incredulously.
His appearance didn't change a lot, but he was more mature than before. If he didn't remind her, her memory was still lost.
Now that she remembered it, her mind was going back to that stormy night. She was hanging on him in the sea like an octopus.
He grabbed the driftwood with one hand and held her with the other hand. He told her not to be scared but to wait for rescue.
Adam slowly stuck out his little thumb and said, "Little bunny, I'm back."
He still remembered the secret signal between them. Little Tracey liked to make pinky swears with others at that time as if once the appointments made, they would all be fulfilled in the future.
Looking at his slender fingers, she slowly reached out her finger, two fingers crossed, just like they used to be.
Then he pulled her into his arms. "You heartless girl. You asked me to marry you when you grow up, I never forgot it.”
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