On a Saturday day off, she stood quietly in front of the window in a daze, looking at everything outside, it seemed that the years were quiet.

Suddenly, his mobile phone rang on the table, and it was Xia Qing's chirping voice.

She cried and said: Han Bin wants to drive me away, I am going to sleep on the streets, my father doesn't care about my mother, what can I do in the future" Hearing her voice, Tranquility knew that she was deliberately telling Han Bin.

She was snickering while listening to her, only to hear Han Bin helplessly say to her on the phone: "I was joking with you, I won't drive you away." I can imagine Han Bin's helpless appearance.

She put on a simple and casual sportswear, carried her small backpack, and walked out with light steps.

(Jiaxiu Building) sounds like a very pleasant name, located in the south of Guiyang City on the Nanming River, is a historical spot in Guiyang with a history of more than 400 years.

It's been a year in Guiyang, but she's never been there, and today she decided to put on her backpack and go for a walk, and she didn't tell anyone.

She started walking from the upper reaches of the river ice park, the target was Jiaxiu Tower in the distance, today was a good weather, there was a faint sunshine, there was a breeze gently blowing, swept away all the sweat on her body.

There are thousands of scenery on the road, but she has no time to appreciate it, and keeps walking towards the goal.

She thinks that no matter how unknown the future is, even if there is only one person left, she can carry her bag and walk alone happily.

On the banks of the Nanming River, there are always rows of green trees, either willows or French plane trees.

And she especially likes the gentle brushing of the willows on the shore, and a few willow branches swinging into the water, accompanied by the breeze gently playing in the water, like a girl who has just fallen in love for the first time.

On the riverbank, there are young boys and girls jogging in the morning, mothers taking their babies for a walk, old people practicing Tai Chi, and what is even more enviable is the pair of old people walking with each other.

Far away, she saw the three words (Jiaxiu Building) on the bank of the Nanming River, and the sun at this time appeared in her eyes like dazzling.

"Hello" suddenly an unfamiliar greeting came to her ears, it turned out that a foreigner who had come here was asking her for directions, and she smiled very awkwardly and said that it was the first time she had come here.

As she walked, she arrived at her destination (Jia Xiu Lou) There are many willow trees by the river, as well as French plane trees, which plane leaves have begun to turn yellow in the August weather, and occasionally one or two leaves will flutter down with the breeze.

"Tranquility, tranquility" Someone shouted twice in a row, she looked in the direction of the sound, it was Lin Xiaoxiao and a few sisters sitting on the riverbank drinking tea, it was an accident that she would take the initiative to greet her, she smiled and said hello to her simply, and was ready to continue to visit the place like a paradise.

Lin Jiajia walked in front of her just two steps, she saw the tranquility in front of her, she was not far away from her, and she clearly saw that her face had changed, and then she lowered her head, and at this moment she felt that the surroundings had fallen into dead silence.

Tranquility still forced a smile and said to her, "How are you?"

She just nodded slightly, and then crossed her shoulders, only from the moment she saw Xia Qing, the misunderstanding of Tranquility was even deeper, she always knew that it was Tranquility who introduced Xia Qing to Han Bin.

Tranquility has an indescribable discomfort, I used to always think that the most difficult thing for me to face was a stranger, and it turned out that acquaintances met again after becoming strangers, and it was even more difficult to face than people I didn't know.

Sometimes the encounter between people is really wonderful, one second we don't know who we will meet, the next second we don't know who is our passerby, and when we meet again, we also smile and say hello to each other, just a simple greeting, and then smile goodbye.

Every day, wherever our thoughts pass, there is something pure pleasant or unpleasant, which lurks like a ghost somewhere in our hearts at any time.

Maybe it's just a moment, maybe it's stubborn into eternity, like dark clouds in the clear sky, disturbing the order of life, when we want to cry very much, the corners of the mouth are slightly upturned, and the tears will not slide down.