Lin leaned back in the back of his chair again day and night, and his mind was like an overturned palette, a mess.

Only listen to the "buzzing" vibration sound, it is Ji Shanhai's mobile phone ringing.

He went down to refuel, without his phone.

Lin let the phone lie in the driver's seat and buzzed for a while, and half a minute later, she picked it up.

The phone has no password, and the screen lock is wearing a fluffy white sweater and holding a string of sugar gourds to gnaw on himself.

"Hey, hello?" asked Lin tentatively day and night.

The other party did not respond and quickly hung up.

"Inexplicable......"

Lin turned off the call interface day and night, and somehow opened the album in his mobile phone by mistake, and his album was almost filled with his own photos.

The little soft and lying in swaddling clothes Lin Daynight, the toddler Lin Daynight, the Lin Daynight who stood on the stage in a performance costume and smiled like a flower, and the loose school uniform hung on Lin Daynight......

There are so many photos, all of them are her.

Lin Tianye's heart moved, she paddled and scribbled, and suddenly found a separate folder in his photo album.

She looked up left and right, then nodded in curiously.

Inside are pictures of all kinds of girls.

A modern dancer in cat's paw shoes, a Japanese kabuki with a white face, a figure skater with a Bellman spin with his shoe on his hand, and a Peking Opera actor with the makeup off his face...... Each one looks different.

Lin Tianye's heart was shocked.

It turns out that she is not the only one.

Just as she was thinking about this, she only heard a slight movement outside, and she hurriedly threw the phone back into the driver's seat.

Ji Shanhai pulled the car door and sat in, only to hear Lin Tianye's eyes flutter and say, "...... I just had a call to you, and I saw it ringing, so I picked it up for you. ”

He nodded and asked her, "What did the other party say?"

Lin Tianye's eyes dodged: "I didn't say anything, he hung up as soon as I picked it up." ”

Ji Shanhai unlocked the screen and called up the address book to take a look, without paying too much attention to it.

He turned the key and restarted the engine.

"How do you unfasten your seat belt?"

Lin Tian and Night lost his soul and wandered into the world, not knowing what he was thinking.

Ji Shanhai sighed, reached out and pulled down the seat belt for her.

The scenery outside the window was rapidly receding, and Lin shook his head day and night, and quietly peeked at him.

His life is so long, like a never-ending circle subway, always experiencing new encounters and partings.

He may be just a stop in his long life.

......

When Lin was eighteen years old, Ji Shanhai was twenty-six.

This year, Lin was alone day and night, carrying a big suitcase, and stepped on the train to Beijing.

She leaned on the window and poked her head out, watching Lin Xiaonian's figure from a distance as it was submerged in the crowded crowd on the platform, getting smaller and smaller.

Lin took the art examination step by step day and night, and she applied for a total of eight art schools, three of which won the first place in the school examination major of the target college, and almost every one of them threw an olive branch to her.

On the contrary, it took some effort in the cultural class, and I didn't touch it for a long time, and I saw that the symbols on the math test paper were a lot more rusty, but fortunately, in the end, I still had a low score, no more than one point, no less.

Art school students like to dye their hair, and there are many people who look at the colorful top of their heads, and they have been reading books for a semester and making themselves so unrecognizable to their parents.

But Lin Tianye doesn't seem to have changed much, she still wears a sundress with long hair and a painting tool on her back.

She learned to put on makeup, and there was more sparkling pearlescent eyeshadow on her eyes, as if a string of stars were about to fall off in the blink of an eye, and her lips were smeared with bean paste-colored lip gloss, which was also shiny, and her lips and teeth were white.

She no longer has bangs like she did when she was a child, because the person who cut her bangs is now separated from her.

But when she walked under the plane tree on campus, sat at the dining table in the cafeteria, walked around the commercial streets of big cities, and leaned on the window of the dormitory balcony looking up at the stars obscured by the haze, she always couldn't help but think of Ji Shanhai's shadow.

She misses him so much.

I think he would stop at the sight of a back similar to his, and his sketchbook was full of his figure.

Of course, they would send messages to each other, starting with several messages a day, and then slowly becoming one a day, one every two or three days, and one a week.

After being separated for a long time, Lin Tian and Night became more and more unsure of what to talk to him about.

She doesn't send it, but she will scroll through the chat history all the way up, clicking on the voice messages he used to send to herself one by one. The memory of the phone is almost full, but she is reluctant to delete any of them.

......

The sycamore trees in the school began to shed their leaves, and the golden and withered brown colors spread all over the ground, crunching when stepped on.

Lin walked out of the studio with a canvas bag on his back day and night, and saw a shadow in a dark shirt sitting on the bench under the plane tree opposite, the withered yellow leaves falling lightly on his shoulder, he sat upright, and was looking down at a foreign book.

Lin's heartbeat accelerated suddenly, as fast as if it was about to break her chest, and she recklessly crossed the roadway, her vision blurring a little.

Is that him?

She covered his eyes with her hands from behind and called softly, "Brother?"

The man sitting on the bench closed the book in his hand and pushed her hand away unnaturally.

He turned his head, an unfamiliar face.

"Classmate, who are you?"

Lin retracted his hand as if he was electrocuted, his thin and white fingers nervously twisting the strap of the canvas bag, hope and disappointment, excitement and depression, as if it were only a momentary thing.

She raised her head with a forced smile and a pair of red eyes: "I'm sorry classmate, I recognized the wrong person......

......

That night, her name and photo appeared on the school forum.

The boy she mistook for Ji Shanhai was called Chu Jin, and he was a senior in the photography department. He has an outstanding face, and he has changed girlfriends for four years in college.

"I heard that there is a freshman girl chasing Chujin!"

"It seems to be called Lin day and night......"

"I know that Lin Day, a particularly beautiful elementary school girl in this class of freshmen. ”

"But doesn't Senior Chujin have a girlfriend, and he was just with Liang Lu from the student union last month, right?"

"No, no, no, such a beautiful school girl won't want to be a third party, right?"

"Liang Lu is not a good stubble, I feel sorry for my junior sister in advance......"

“......”