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On the hottest day of the year, Fang Qing hid back to her hometown to escape the heat, because it was summer vacation!

It was a small city surrounded by mountains on three sides, with a small population and industry, and a large river bypassed it along the south of the city.

People in the city like to plant aspen the most, because this tree species is economical, solid, and can quickly become talented, so whether it is a piece of shelter forest by the river, or the street trees in the streets and alleys of the city, or in the open field in front of the house and behind the house, you can see the tall aspen everywhere, they are full of eyes, and they are constantly witnessing the changes of the small mountain town.

But Fang Qing feels that since she returned here in junior high school, the city has not changed much.

It's still those streets, it's still those iconic tall buildings.

But the tree grew taller and thicker, and the shade thickened and thickened.

Taking the bus back from the provincial capital and driving on the only highway into the small city, Fang Qing knew that after turning the next mountain pass, she would be able to overlook the whole city, which also showed that she was about to arrive home.

Feeling timid, Fang Qing adjusted the language system and hung up the phone at home in the "local dialect", and when the unfamiliar tone called "Mom", Fang Qing really had: I feel like I'm home!

Summer is the most peculiar existence of the four seasons, short sleeves, short skirts, shorts, everything can be unrestrained and natural. Without the cover of excess fabric, people's hearts are more likely to be exposed to hot, humid and anxious air.

Fang Qing felt that this year's summer was a little strange, because there were a lot of times when the sky was blue, and the time for feeling comfortable was also very long, and there was basically no time when the "summer was not gone".

Tianwang, Tianhou, Xiaosheng, and Hua Dan seem to have discussed it, and they all choose to launch new songs in the summer, maybe summer is the season of inspiration, and it is a more suitable season for love.

The songs flowing in the mp3, every time the single is looped, I can't help but burst into tears......

At night, wearing headphones and chatting, Fang Qing will fall asleep while still typing.

It's not strange to see the other end of the phone, as long as there is no reply to the message for ten minutes, He Yu knows: she must be asleep again.

Then, quietly send a "good night", that gentle demeanor, as if people are around.

He Yu no longer has the privilege of spending the summer vacation, and the next morning, he will send "The lazy pig is up" in the past, and if there is no response, he will persistently call 2 phone calls and then hang up.

Throughout the summer vacation, He Yu became Fang Qing's human-shaped alarm clock, calling her to get up and endorse books at regular intervals every day.

In the afternoon, Fang Qing would hold the chilled watermelon that had just been taken out of the water tank, cut it in two, sit cross-legged by the fan, take a spoon and scoop it up.

She will also sneak under the grape trellis in the yard after the family is asleep, pick a bunch of grapes, squat on the stone pier under the shelf, eat the grapes without spitting out the grape skins, while quietly listening to the whispers of insects in the dark, and send some "Fang's crooked learning" to He Yu.

He Yu always seems to be very busy, with endless meetings, endless emails, and endless phone calls. Whenever she heard that He Yu was working overtime, Fang Qing was very happy, and after the rejoicing, she was melancholy, not sure how many summer vacations she had like this, this would not be the last!

Will everyone be like this, when happiness is about to come, infinite longing, but when happiness is carried out, there are gains and losses.

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The rain in midsummer is like a child's face, crying when he says crying, a few lightning bolts split, and a few explosive thunderbolts are dropped.

Fang Qing woke up from the dream, sticky, raised her hand and wiped her face, all sweaty, the dream was not very clear, she only remembered that it was a deep hole that could never reach the bottom, and she was falling down, falling hard.

Showers, the rain outside the window collects rainwater, like a valve opening faucet, forming a dense curtain of water in front of the sight.

Midnight dreams are best for missing, especially with the rain matching the drumbeat of thoughts.

Fang Qing got out of bed barefoot, flipped out the old photo album with her mobile phone, and the photo that was deliberately sandwiched in the middle was just to not attract the attention of others.

The boy in the photo, or just a boy, is holding a guitar in his hand and smiling brightly at Fang Qing like a summer flower.

It was a graduate of elementary school, and it took her three days of courage to ask for a photo when others also asked him for it.

Although in the boy's opinion, this photo is a "fraternity", but here in Fangqing, it is indeed a lone edition that has been treasured for many years.

A beam of light shone into the memory, the back of the front row of the classroom, the bright teenager on the podium......

Fang Qing was deep in thought, and suddenly her mobile phone shook, so frightened that Fang Qing almost threw away her phone.

He asked Fang Qing, "You should be asleep, right?"

"I ...... I miss you a little!"

Fang Qing stood in place, and didn't come back to her senses until the soles of her feet were cold.

She hurriedly put away the photo album and climbed back into bed, and her sixth sense told her that there was something wrong with He Yu tonight, very wrong.

Could it be that I sent a message to my girlfriend again and sent it wrong?

Fang Qing typed while pondering: What's wrong?

But before the message could be sent, a message came:

"I'm single again!"

Fang Qing thought to herself: What does this mean? Does it mean that he has fallen out of love?

Anyway, all the memories of the year just now turned into slag, ground into powder, and sprinkled into the minds of thousands of ravines.

This is a request for comfort!

"I miss you too!" and two more careful," Fang Qing replied.

It's nothing, the most important thing to do with a sad person is to lend him shoulder, isn't it.

I waited for myself, but the other side didn't reply for a long time, Fang Qing couldn't bear it anymore and called over.

Before Fang Qing was about to hang up, the other party finally picked up the phone.

"Hey!" with 7 points of laziness, 3 points of drunkenness, and that voice that makes people can't help themselves!

Well, Fang Qing now admits that she really thinks a little bit about what to do.

On the phone, Fang Qing said: It's raining here, and I said that I can't find the north when I wake up from my dream.

The other party only occasionally: "En!", "En?", "En." A word changed to a different tone, and it seemed to reply in a subdued tone.

Until the thunderstorm outside the window gradually stopped, Fang Qing has been playing the role of "comforter" wholeheartedly, and it seems that the phone bill will exceed the standard this month.

In the end, Fang Qing ended with the sentence "My dear, we still have to look forward, won't the sun rise again tomorrow!" to raise her comforting tone to a new level, and then she accepted it when she saw it and hung up the phone.

On the other end of the phone, He Yu was nesting in the sofa, and the corners of his eyes hidden behind the glasses gradually climbed into a smile, flashing, almost invisible.

This summer, for He Yu, with a certain breath of first love, full of the smell of sunshine.

As for Fang Qing, she just kept the so-called truth and was as stubborn as ever.

Like the stupid ostrich that buried its whole head in the sand.