It was already evening, Han Chen was standing alone in the dormitory downstairs of the campus, watching the sunset, dyeing half of the sky red, he wanted to let go of his throat, shout to his heart's content, release the long-suppressed feelings in his heart, and tears in his eyes.

I want to go to a foreign country, I am about to set foot on a strange land, looking at everything here now, but I don't dare to say goodbye out loud, and the whole person is full of infinite melancholy.

No one understands that when he looked at the tranquility this afternoon, his heart was as uncomfortable as a drop of blood, and that touch of his back was like the current sunset, so far away.

The poem "The sunset is infinitely good, but it is just near dusk" seems to be tailor-made for him now.

"Handsome guy!"

"It's really that handsome senior"

"It turns out that our school still has such goods, and I really doubt that I and 20 years have lived in vain. ”

Passing by the downstairs of the dormitory, a few junior sisters were discussing, and he couldn't help but laugh when he heard it, and said to himself: "Handsome guy, what's the use of handsome guys, isn't it that you have to be constantly tortured and destroyed by this life? ”

The night was getting deeper and deeper, there were no pedestrians on campus, and the door of the dormitory building was about to close, so he stood up lazily, looked up at the door of the dormitory building and said, "It's the last day, and you only have one day to restrain me." ”

Lying on the bed tossing and turning, never able to sleep, closing my eyes, the smiling face of a quiet smile always comes to mind, so quiet, so elegant.

"Say goodbye to you, time is in a hurry, don't love the past, forget each other, and the rivers and lakes are wandering. ”

Tranquility in the QQ group sent such a farewell message, and then hurriedly quit the group chat.

There was no response in the group, and everyone was just silently lively and regretful when they saw a passage, and no one stood up to dispel the silence.

Even though he knew about her withdrawal, he still chose to reply, whether he could see it or not, he wanted to say it.

"Time is so speechless, our time is so amazing, the days of the wind blowing, is precipitated in our lives a calm, the heart meets, is left in our hearts that a touch of thought, if you understand, will live up to you and me this grand meeting, goodbye to the most beautiful girl in my heart. ”

"What do you mean by that?"

"Han Chen, you have something to hide from us, right?"

"Do you mean, Tranquility doesn't understand you?"

The group began to discuss him, and at this time he chose to be silent again, in order not to be disturbed, he directly turned off his mobile phone, pulled up the quilt, and covered himself directly in the quilt.

He got up early in the morning after a sleepless night, looking at the sky outside that was gradually brightening, without a trace of joy or joy.

When everyone in the dormitory went to the classroom, he looked around silently in the dormitory alone, put the gifts he had prepared next to everyone's bed, and then pulled his suitcase out of the door, at the moment of the final closing, he didn't dare to look up, he didn't dare to look at the place where he had lived for two years, the feeling of reluctance may only be understood by himself.

Lin Xiaoxiao was already waiting downstairs, sitting in the black car with his mother's expectant eyes, he tried very hard to hide himself, without a trace of sadness, leaving behind a meticulous smile.

Following the cold wind coming out of winter, the car left the campus in a hurry and stepped on the way to the airport, which was originally planned to go home once, but changed the plan at zero hour, and her mother had already come up and flew directly from here.

Most of the pain of life comes from living too clearly, knowing too clearly, time is the answer, it proves everything, and forgets everything.

Time is going by minute by minute, age is getting longer day by day, understanding more, seeing more through, less and less happiness, and more and more things on the mind.

He misses those years of youth, the distant shape of the future, they are so simple that there are no worries.

The moment he got on the plane, he knew that their innocence, those days, would be in the past, and there was no room to turn back.

Seeing his mother and Lin Xiaoxiao sitting in their positions, talking and laughing, he was already content and had no complaints.

In the last few minutes on the plane, he couldn't help but say the word "goodbye", waited for her reply, kept looking at his phone, and kept praying in his heart that she could reply to him, even if it was a simple two "goodbyes".

In the last few seconds when the flight attendant kept blowing to shut down, the phone vibrated like an electric shock.

"If you never see you again, may I be free and easy, and may you be happy. If there is a fate to meet in the future, may I be calm, and may you be calm. ”

A few simple words, how many hearts are expressed, how many emotions are hidden, and after reading it, I pressed the shutdown button fiercely.

There are many people, many things, that we only understand and understand when we have to leave.

As the plane slowly flew through the air, he had let it all fly in the open air, letting his thoughts run wild.

Time and heart look at each other, the sky of memory is flooded with agarwood, a few years later, look up in the depths of time? with warm memory, comb out the scattered and messy thoughts, listen alone in this high altitude? will not be able to transmit the heart words, can not interpret the emotions, the unfinished years, and the deep thoughts in the heart, are hidden in this wind, thrown into the sky, when the tidbits are flying, the wind dances and butterflies, hope, you can hear.

I once saw such a sentence on the Internet: "There is such a person who does not leave a story in love, but plays an important role in friendship." There is also such a person who is destined not to accompany him through this life, but he will leave indelible regrets for the rest of his life in the gradual reduction of communication with each other. ”

I think that Han Chen and Tranquility are each other's "what a person!"

"Han Chen, Han Chen" was interrupted by his mother's shout, and he smiled at his mother as if nothing had happened.

That smile was really ugly, maybe the way he was crying was better than the way he was laughing at the moment.

"What's wrong?" he asked, a little anxiously.

Mom smiled and said, "It's okay, it just looks like you have something on your mind, so call you and activate your mind." ”

"It's okay, I may be a little sleepy, I haven't slept well, I want to close my eyes and recuperate" He panicked at his mother without red eyes and heartbeat, even now he can't sleep, his brain is abnormally awake.

From day to night, the sky on the plane is more brilliant and moving, the stars are shining, and the blurred clouds are also floating around, and there is no end and I don't know where to belong.

I have to walk in a foreign country in the future, and I don't know what obstacles will appear, and I don't have confidence that I can persevere, so my whole body and mind are full of anxiety.

Perhaps the path that belongs to each of us does not exist until we do not appear. At the moment when we came to this world, the script that belonged to our life path was officially launched, and the time we walked began.

There are always obstacles at the beginning of the road, always full of possibilities and opportunities, just like the process of people starting to grow up slowly, the storyline is not designed in advance, life, like a novel written while walking, will never be published.