In the early morning of April, the sunlight refracted in through the window, through the curtains, bustling in the corner of the room, Xia Qing sat up from the bed hazy, she touched her forehead with some slight pain, and was groggy and unwilling to open her eyes.

At this time, it was already ten o'clock on Saturday morning, Jiang Hao had already driven out, and only Xia Qing was sleeping alone in the whole house.

In the quiet house, she felt a little uncomfortable, suddenly opened her eyes, and saw a strange room, she suddenly looked at the clothes on her body, which were still intact on her body, without any change, yesterday's coat was still thick on her body.

Making sure she was safe, she ignored it, leaned back on the head of the bed, and gently patted her forehead with her hand. He said to himself, "Who am I, am I, what did I do last night?"

Her words are like a stray cat wandering the street for a month, completely unaware of where she is going, where she is, or where she is going.

Looking at the room filled with the April sun, the blue curtains were not closed, and the white scarf curtains, the sunlight was completely transparent through it and shone on the yellow wooden floor, printing different small patterns.

She sat on the bed and stretched, her hands raised over her head, as if it had taken a lot of effort to stretch a waist that she was satisfied with.

She tried to get out of bed, but found that her whole body was a little sore, she held her head in both hands, shook it from side to side, and muttered in her mouth: "My old waist is about to break, and I am really getting older." ”

While muttering, he got up from the bed, put on the shoes placed in front of the bed, and swept his eyes around the room, the whole room was clean and tidy, simple and luxurious.

She gently opened the door, stuck out her head, and peeked out secretly, as if she was a little guilty.

The room looked out to be a duplex building, and when she looked down from upstairs, she saw the family photo hanging on the wall, and when the familiar and somewhat childish face appeared in her eyes, she knew that it was Jiang Hao's home, so she began to be less restrained.

Striding out of the room, she was looking for the bathroom, through a long corridor, she finally found the bathroom she was looking for, and when she came out of the bathroom it was already eleven o'clock in the morning.

I walked into the room again, but I didn't feel sleepy, but I still had a lazy energy in my heart, just wanting to be lazy in bed, which is a common problem for all college students on weekends, including her, of course.

She strolled to the window, opened the curtains with her hands, and looked at the sunny outside, the scenery downstairs was very refreshing, and the riverbank was a crowd of people strolling around.

Outside the window, the green mountains are still the same, the green water is still the same, through the thin gauze curtain, looking at the sunshine in the distance, I stretched out my hand, trying to hold the warm translucency, but the sunlight lightly and mischievously skipped over her palm.

She stretched out her empty palm, nothing, nothing was held, there were many things like that, the more you wanted to hold the things, the more you couldn't grasp them, the more you didn't care about them, but they always surrounded you.

She smiled slightly, leaned her head lightly against the window, recalled a lot of past times, thought about the past, brewed a spiritual dialogue, and wrote a shallow note.

The little thoughts in my heart, the small emotions hidden and rhymed, at this moment, I want to let my wandering heart have something to fill and memories to recall.

In this city, which is not a small city compared to Beijing, Shanghai and Guangzhou, she wants to listen to the wind and watch the clouds in this red dust and clouds, and have a place for her soul to rest.

Suddenly she felt like it all of a sudden, the wind, the clouds, the trees, and even every leaf on the plane trees below.

At this time, she looked forward to all this being frozen in the dream of this peach blossom shadow, salvaging their agreement in the memory, and contemplating her eyes into a smile like a flower, just to care for each other in the future, care for each other, and in the future meeting, at the moment of meeting again, just for that moment of falling city.

The sound of the mobile phone rang in her bag, knowing that the sound was gone, she still maintained the action of leaning against the window, and looked at the Nanming River outside the window without moving.

At this time, she didn't want to be disturbed, there were two seventy or eighty-year-old people sitting on the bank of the Nanming River, they were supporting each other, sitting on a bench under the plane tree on the bank of the river, not knowing what they were talking about, nor what they were discussing, but seeing their mouths that had lost their teeth and showed a smile that was brighter than the April sun.

People say: "I never envy young couples who love each other, but I envy old people who support them for a walk." ”

She thought, maybe it's like this, it's really so beautiful, people have to believe that love is a very beautiful thing.

There are white clouds floating in the sky, they follow the blue sky, not only a thunderbolt on a sunny day, but also a heavy rain, they have never given up on each other, she thought, if she was the wandering cloud in the sky, and Han Bin is the blue sky that will never abandon her, how good it would be.

Love, she has never experienced it, nor has she ever loved someone, although she is not sure if her feelings for Han Bin are love, but seeing his badness, she feels uncomfortable, she can't do everything about him.

When he Han Bin lost his temper at her and yelled at her, she was so sad, as if everything was so stinging.

Maybe she understands that the problem between them doesn't appear here in Tranquility, maybe without Tranquility, the person Han Bin likes may not necessarily be her.

In the midst of her thoughts, she didn't know if everything she had done last night was wrong in what she was thinking about now.

The memory of the mobile phone again made her have to answer, and she looked at the three big characters of Lin Jiajia jumping around on the screen.

Carefully pressed the answer button, and before she could speak, Lin Jiajia heard the voice of the Hedong lion's roar: "Why don't you answer the phone, how many calls have you called, do you know if we are looking for you so hard?"

"We, is there anyone else looking for me besides you?" Xia Qing's tone was a little testing Lin Jiajia's feelings.

"That's right, Tranquility came to school early, I went to your dormitory and didn't find you, the dormitory people said you didn't come back last night, she dragged me to your house again, and there was no one in your house, do you know how worried we are about you. Lin Jiajia said a lot of words in one breath.