When I arrived at the edge of the Yangtze River Bridge, Du Yuan got out of the car first, and I also got off after paying for the car, looking at Du Yuan's back, the sky was still bright at five o'clock in the afternoon, and there were not many people by the river.

Some time ago, it rained nearly a year in a row, and the water level of the Yangtze River has risen a lot, and many places in Anhui upstream have become flood discharge areas.

I looked at the Yangtze River, and then looked at Du Yuan standing on the edge of the river, this woman was a little amazing from the first meeting, but inexplicably intersected with me, which is a very puzzling point for me, after all, we get along very naturally, and the way she and I chat seems to have known each other for a long time.

I followed Du Yuan's footsteps, looking at her long hair swaying a little in the breeze, she knew I was looking at her, but this time she didn't care in the slightest, didn't stare at me.

"Now can you say it, what's the matter?"

"Walk with me a little longer. ”

Du Yuan only said this, and then there was no more, as if he took it for granted that I walked with her, and of course I didn't feel anything wrong.

Walking with a beautiful woman, looking at her is also very pleasing to the eye, and besides, passing by others, Du Yuan can always attract the attention of some people, and he can still satisfy some in vanity.

Of course, I am not a person with a strong sense of vanity, but standing with Du Yuan at this moment, I have this kind of thought.

Du Yuan and I walked like this until a boat passed by the river, and the sound of rumbling engines mixed with the sound of waves said: "My dad is a very serious person, at least when it comes to screenwriting, in order to write things, he will travel all over the country to find inspiration for his pen." ”

I listened to Du Yuan tell me about her father, and remembered the man who picked her up at the airport that day: "Was it your father who picked you up at the airport that day?"

Du Yuan was a little surprised, she probably didn't think that I would pay attention to the man who picked up the plane, she suddenly stopped, and looked at me like that: "Well, what kind of person do you think he is." ”

I smiled wryly: "From the point of view of pick-up, it's pretty good, you're such a big person, and your dad still picks you up at the airport, it's just a domestic flight." ”

"That's not what I'm talking about. ”

"Then I don't know, I only met your dad once at the airport. ”

Du Yuan listened and continued to be silent, turned to face the river, the wind blew her dress, her loose hair drifted down the wind to my face, it smelled good.

And then the familiar itchy sensation on my nose, I can't remember anyone who has ever given me such a feeling, it feels familiar, but I can't remember it.

"For so many years, he didn't fulfill his responsibilities as a father, my mother fell in love with her because of her talent, but later, he didn't care about the family at all, running around all day, just to find inspiration for his so-called creation, and soon after, my mother couldn't stand that kind of life, and they divorced. ”

I listened to Du Yuan talk about his parents, such an ending is not difficult to predict, a person who is obsessed with creation is almost the same as a person who is obsessed with photography, and anything can be put down.

And Du Yuan's mother's love may be a whim, but it can't stand the test after all, after all, such a man who doesn't care about his family, divorce is a matter of time, I wait for Du Yuan to continue.

"After the divorce, my mom went abroad, and my dad knew that he was sorry for my mom, and he gave her most of the income he had earned from his writing over the years, and then my mom went abroad alone. ”

"After the divorce, my dad realized the importance of home, but it was too late, he began to care about me and did his best to give me love, but what he didn't know was that although he gave me everything he could, he would never give me what I lacked in my life, what I wanted was a complete home, and my parents would take care of me and care for me at the same time. ”

Maybe it was because of the wind, and it was by the river, Du Yuan's shoulders began to tremble as she spoke, and I patted her on the shoulder: "It's cold, let's go back." ”

Du Yuan turned around, I looked at the tears in the corners of her eyes, and realized that she was crying, and I was a little overwhelmed.

Although Tang Xi has quarreled with me many times and cried, I can always threaten to make her laugh, after all, Tang Xi and I know each other too well.

But Du Yuan, who was crying in front of me, I didn't know what to do, I had just enjoyed the vanity gaze before, and I couldn't wait to stay away from Du Yuan at this time, after all, I was looked at by others in a strange way, and the whole person was unnatural.

Du Yuan looked at me, and then hugged me, I don't know if she is sad, no matter who is around, she will hug me or what.

I only know that Du Yuan is holding me very tightly at this time, her breath is beating on my neck, I can feel the strangeness on my chest, with every breath she takes, it can be close to my chest.

I reached out and patted her on the back, and Du Yuan gradually calmed down, but she didn't let go of me.

"Do you know why I was so active on the plane that day? I am very sensitive to the word screenwriter, and I love these two words, because my dad wrote a lot of things that I admire, but I also hate, because those things made me lose her, and I lost my mother when I was a child. ”

I don't know how to comfort Du Yuan, it seems that no matter what I say at this time, it is wrong.

Her emotions at this time were complicated and excited, and I was afraid that what I said would stimulate her, so I was silent.

"So I want to understand what a screenwriter thinks in his heart, so after knowing that you are also a screenwriter, I want to understand from you, I want to know what kind of person my dad is. ”

"I read the manuscript I took at your house before. As he spoke, the content of my manuscript came out of Du Yuan's mouth:"

drift along

Dead wood is hard to sink, afraid of spring;

It's the dream that eventually rises and falls, and the increasing annual rings leave me alone in the end. The sound of footsteps in the deep alley, who is following in the footsteps, the dream, it seems that it is still waiting, the person who lacks you. The rotating Ferris wheel is also waiting for the deceased.

The torrential rain took away a few points, and I only waited for the ups and downs of my life, you alone. Did the people who kept passing by on the bridge also get involved in your soul, and whether the original oath was still true, did I lose your soul alone? Interpret dreams, you have to wait, wipe your tears, stop flowing, those who turn, you have to wait, wait for a person to be red dust. ”

I was surprised that Du Yuan actually wrote down the contents of my manuscript just by looking at it, I looked down at Du Yuan who was holding me, we were so close that I could feel the heat from her nasal breath transferred to my nose.

"I really like that kind of mood, poignant, incomplete beauty. ”

Of course, I am happy that Du Yuan's recognition of my manuscript is a happy thing, and it is a happy thing for what I write to be recognized by others, and she is still a beautiful woman who has a good impression of herself.

"Can you let me go first? It's not good to hold it like this all the time. ”

Du Yuan let go of the hand holding me, she didn't have a trace of embarrassment, and I, as a man, couldn't say anything more.

"I'm sorry, I didn't control my emotions well. ”

I smiled, trying to break the dull atmosphere: "It's okay, I'm not happy, I can borrow you to cry here." I gestured to my shoulder and signaled that it was okay.

Du Yuan suddenly laughed, laughed very happily, I was a little confused, a simple joke she was happy like this, watching her smile, my mood seemed to be much better, these days of unhappiness at this time, I looked at Du Yuan, it seems that I can forget for a short time.