Guo Dongyue was quite speechless, watching Zhang Zi'an and the tall boy bargain for 50 yuan for a long time, and finally reached an agreement at a rental price of 150 yuan. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

After paying the money, the tall boy introduced himself: "My name is Qing Yu, the president of the photography club of Binhai University. ”

Zhang Zi'an nodded, "Just call me WeChat ID." ”

Qing Yu raised his mobile phone and looked at Zhang Zi'an's WeChat ID, "What the hell is Dashuaibi?"

"That's me. Zhang Zi'an pointed to himself, "Okay, I'll see you later." Of course, if you go back early in a while, I won't return the money!"

“...... Rest assured, we will not leave until we take a satisfactory photo today. Qing Yu swore and said, "See you later!"

He was about to cross the road and return to his companion, but he took two steps and stopped, turning his head to stare at Zhang Zi'an suspiciously, "Have I seen you somewhere?"

Zhang Zi'an immediately shook his head, "No, you remember wrong." In addition, your way of accosting is weak. ”

"No! I'm sure I've seen you!" Qing Yu thought to himself with a frown, "Your face ......"

"What's wrong with my face, it's too handsome?" Zhang Zi'an touched his chin.

"I remembered!" Qing Yu slapped his face and pointed at Zhang Zi'an's face, "I saw you on the top of Hidden Fog Mountain, and you brought a beautiful girl into the teahouse to drink tea!"

Is the point on pretty girls?

Zhang Zi'an knew that he was talking about Xiaoxue, so he didn't bother to explain, but just smiled, "So what?"

"Are you actually rich and handsome?" Qing Yu naturally thought, because that teahouse is so expensive that it can calmly enter the Wuyin teahouse to drink tea, and come out without changing his face, this is not something ordinary people can do...... But it's not right, will Gao Fushuai bargain with him for 50 yuan?

"Do you look like me?" Zhang Zi'an smiled calmly, "I'm not rich and handsome, but the three of us get together, and we are rich and handsome." ”

"Huh?" Qing Yu couldn't hear why.

Zhang Zi'an pointed at him and measured his height falsely, "You are tall." ”

He pointed to Guo Dongyue's brand-name jacket again, "He's rich." ”

Finally, he pointed to his face, "I'm handsome." ”

Qing Yu: "......"

Guo Dongyue: "......"

The two of them thought to themselves, they had seen shameless, but they had never seen such shameless......

"Alright, let's go first, there's enough time to delay. Zhang Zi'an greeted Guo Dongyue, and the two walked towards the alley one after the other. Fina followed slowly, in order to get a little more sunshine, because the sun in the alley was not so abundant. The snow lion seemed to be interested in the cosers, glancing back from time to time.

Qing Yu didn't borrow the golden cat, and felt a little regretful, but it was enough to borrow the white cat to go back and pay the errand. If you look closely, although this white cat does not have the luxurious and elegant temperament of a golden cat, its appearance is not inferior, especially the long hair and pink ears of the frost and snow, which will definitely win the hearts of the cosers.

Zhang Zi'an followed Guo Dongyue into the alley, which was full of old houses from the 80s and 90s, and even older. In the alley, a French plane tree is planted at intervals, and although the density is low on the street, due to the lack of timely cleaning, the number of fallen leaves is more than outside, and it makes a noise when you step on it.

Some elderly people moved chairs and sat on the side of the alley, drinking tea and playing chess, talking about the land, and from time to time shouting from the residential buildings -- "Old man, go home for dinner!" Every time you eat, you have to urge, it's really ......." Every time a shout sounds, a gray-haired old lady will push the scales and leave in a hurry amid the scolding of others who are "playing tricks if you are about to lose" and "afraid of your wife."

The snorting sound of the oil pot stir-frying was endless, and the aroma of frying and frying wafted from the range hood of the residential building, and Zhang Zi'an's stomach rumbled a few times uncontrollably. As soon as he looked down, he saw Fina move her ears and cast a disdainful look at him, while the snow lion spat at him.

He rubbed his stomach, and said in his heart that people are iron, rice is steel, and if you don't eat a meal, you will be hungry, and besides, aren't you hungry?

Guo Dongyue noticed that he was looking at these old residential buildings, so he explained: "My mother is reluctant to move out. ”

Zhang Zi'an nodded slightly in understanding.

The old man, very nostalgic, has lived here for almost a lifetime, every grass and tree is extremely familiar, you will not go wrong with your eyes closed, and even the air mixed with the fragrance of the sycamore is reassuring to breathe...... Even though it's very old and very inconvenient. Most of the elderly are reluctant to move to a completely unfamiliar place in their twilight years, and even if they agree, it is not for their own comfort, but for the convenience of their children or to take care of their grandchildren.

Guo Dongyue's mother must also be such an old man, although she doesn't like to hang out with her neighbors, but she usually comes and goes at least with a nod of friends.

"There used to be a kindergarten over there. Guo Dong pointed to the other direction of the alley and said lightly: "I went to kindergarten there when I was a child. But it's been demolished now. ”

A picture appeared in front of Zhang Zi'an's eyes, the back of a mother holding the young Guo Dongyue, stepping on the golden leaves everywhere through the alley, the young Guo Dongyue's eyes widened, and he cast a glimpse of the exquisite and novel European-style buildings on the street...... Zhang Zi'an has no talent as an architect, so he can't imagine exactly what impact this glimpse had on Guo Dongyue's life. In the worst of parlance terms, the gears of fate are turning.

There is no doubt that Guo Dongyue will choose architect as his life's work, and there must be an opportunity. Zhang Zi'an felt for no reason that the opportunity was this alley, this street, and this French plane tree, which was full of declining aristocratic atmosphere.

Zhang Zi'an understood that Guo Dongyue's mother, and all these old people on this street, what they were nostalgic for was not just familiar things and environments, but something more profound - the memories left on this street with their children, their families, and their lovers.

The funny thing is that such precious memories, memories that must be kept so that they can be relived even if they have to endure the inconveniences of life, are being erased from her mind little by little.

Zhang Zi'an's footsteps slowed down unconsciously, and let Guo Dongyue walk ahead to lead the way. He looked at the back of the birdcage and ponytail in front of him, walking alone in the bleak alley, feeling the loneliness and loneliness exuded by this back. He felt that Guo Dongyue really needed to raise something, even if it wasn't a parrot, it was better to raise something else.