"You finish the meal first, and I'll tell you when you're done. Gan Luo pointed to the half bowl of rice in her bowl and picked up a few slices of tomatoes from his chopsticks and put them in her bowl.

When he moved to Yanghe four years ago, Ganluo suffered from nightmare, he didn't dare to sleep at night, his thin skin and bones, and almost lost half his life, but fortunately, Yuan Zhu, the eldest son of the Yuan family, came back from the imperial capital just in time, although he cured the girl, but some of the memories of the past could not be recalled.

The family blamed this on the sequelae of Ganluo's "car accident", so they didn't tell her much about the past.

"I'm done. She handed the shaved rice to Ganro, looked up at him, and waited for him to speak.

"Our house is only two streets away from hers, I remember that one day you brought her home, I happened to be there, she is the same age as you, but her mouth is sweeter than yours, and when she sees me, she calls brother. ”

Thinking that she couldn't remember, Gan Luo recalled Ran Fei's appearance and described it to her, "That girl, long and well-behaved, with a round face, round and shiny eyes, is also very coincidental, she and you both have a tear mole at the end of the left eye, and the outline is similar, but her voice is shy." ”

"Her mother likes to braid you and her, twist braids, fish steaks and whatever, change it every day. The two of you look like you, you change into the same clothes and shoes, it's easy to get confused. ”

"The last time I went to your room to get scissors, I saw that in the drawer was the red head rope she gave you, which should have been woven by herself, wrapped in small white beads, long and braided with hair, when you were a child, you liked to tie it when you were a child, and you still showed it in front of me. ”

"After returning to Yanghe, you cut your hair, and I haven't seen you take it out and wear it since. ”

It's called knotted rope, she has short hair now, but she keeps it, she can't remember who gave it, she always feels that it's something from the past, and she can't bear to lose it......

She lowered her eyes and looked at the photos on the table, the girl with crooked eyebrows and eyes, slowly inhaled to relieve the tight pain in her temples, "Brother, did she come to see me on the day I had an accident?"

"Nope. Ganro recalled, shaking his head.

"But I remember, a few days before your accident, the two of you went to Baile Playground, and it was also on that day that you didn't come home for a long time in the evening, called her home, her mother said that she had gone back, and her parents went to the police at that time, but it didn't take more than 24 hours to do so, and your parents looked around, but when they went back, they found that you were waiting at the door of the house, and there was blood behind your ears. ”

"When I asked you, you didn't say a word, my parents thought you were arguing with her, so I went to ask Ran Fei's mother, and the girl was scared and cried, saying that you were afraid of heights, so you didn't take the pirate ship, and you ran home first. She wanted to come to see you, but her mother scolded her for not letting you go back alone, and directly locked her up at home and didn't let her come out. ”

"Do you remember anything?"

Gan Luo looked at Gan Luo burying her head, and couldn't see her expression clearly, picked up the chopsticks on the side and knocked her on the head, "Don't think about it if you can't think about it, the girl didn't come to see you when you had a car accident, what do you think about ......her?"

She stared at the tabletop, without Ying Ganluo's words, her body, her eyes, staring at a piece of circular wood grain on the tabletop and not moving.

"Xiao Luo?" Gan Luo sensed that something was wrong, "Did you remember something?"

"Nope. She shook her head, raised her eyes, her face was a little too white, there was no other expression, and the corners of her mouth pulled and smiled, "Don't look at me with that kind of look, I'm fine...... It's all gone. ”

"You cook some mung bean soup, put it in the refrigerator when it's cold, break the bud valley in the afternoon and it's too hot to get heat stroke, take some to the field, and quench your thirst. ”

Seeing that she was okay, Gan Luo was relieved, rolled up his sleeves and smiled, "Then I'll cook it according to your taste, and add some wolfberry rock sugar to it." ”

"Hmm. I'm going to wash the dishes. ”

She stood up with a chair, pressed her fingers on the edge of the plate, red and white between her knuckles, turned her head to see Gan Luo rolling up her sleeves and scooping mung beans, glanced at the bamboo forest outside the window, and entered the kitchen without raising her head.

The water rushed into the palm of the hand, from the fingertips to the wrist bones, and it became cold little by little.

The next day, in the morning, Yanghe Station.

The station of Yanghe is very characteristic of the age, it is transformed from the old-fashioned railway station before the founding of the People's Republic of China, the old-fashioned diamond lattice window is replaced by a three-color glazed window, the rusty red wall has been repainted in front of the previous year, the early morning sun is spread on it, pulling a string of swaying tree shadows, and a little light spot covers half of the wall.

There are two rows of pine trees in front of the station, which should be a hundred years old, old and vigorous green, looking up, the top of the tree gradually enters the sky.

Because it was a holiday, the station was deserted, and there were some people waiting in the open-air square outside the station.

At the exit of the station, there are old and young, or backpacks, or dragging luggage, not in a hurry.

Near the exit of the station, Gan Luo sat on the back seat of his bicycle, wearing a green crewneck sweatshirt, white cropped pants, a pair of coffee-colored canvas shoes, and an off-white bucket hat in his hand.

Mom arrived at noon, but she went out early in the morning and rode her bicycle leisurely, just wanting to swing a few laps, but it was only ten o'clock when she arrived at the station.

Zhang Xiao came out of the station, the morning light, the fragrance of pine wood, just a moment to raise his eyes, he saw Ganluo playing with a hat.

As soon as he took a step, the other party happened to raise his eyes to look at the exit, and his gaze collided.

As soon as his ass moved, Ganluo got down from the back seat of the bicycle and stood there looking at him, the hat in his hand quietly behind him, and his fingers unconsciously pinched the brim.

A few steps away, one tall and one short, the two looked at each other, no one said hello, just looked at each other, the morning light passed through the pine wood, half of it was cast in the direction where Zhang Xiao was standing, the edges and corners of his face were covered with a faint golden layer of morning light in the interplay of light and shadow, Gan Luo's pupils shrank, and he swallowed his throat unconsciously.

Sensing her reaction, her ears turned red for a moment, her hat was pinched by her from behind her, she took a step forward, and looked up at him, "Why did you come back so early?"

"There's something in the office, and we have to hurry back to deal with it. As he spoke, he pulled open the side pocket of his backpack with one hand.

"Oh. Her neck was a little sore, and now she noticed that her height was not as high as the other party's shoulders.

She is 158 tall, and the other party should be more than 1.8 meters tall.

"You're waiting for someone?"

His gaze moved to her hair, there was a strand of short hair behind her ears that was still dishonest, the other party's face was a little worse than before he left, and her eyes were a little blue.

"Hmm. Today's Mid-Autumn Festival, come to pick up my mother back. ”

"I don't know what style you like, so I picked one at random. Zhang Xiao took out a small wooden box from his bag, the box was made of logs, the color was round, and it was full of whirlwind patterns unique to Huanghuali, which he held in the palm of his hand, spread it out with a twist of his wrist, and handed it to her, with no expression on his face, but his eyes were much softer than usual, "I bought it at the airport, a gadget." ”

"Send me?" Gan Luo didn't answer, and looked at him with a slight frown.

"Hmm. ”

She looked at the color of the box, and although she liked it at a glance, she still shook her head, "No merit will be lost." ”

"Because of your help, Wang Xiong provided a lot of information to the police, so this is a reward. If you don't take it, then I'll ......," he said, withdrawing his hand back, a smile in his eyes.

"Since it's a reward, then I'll take it. Gan Luo raised his hand and took the small wooden box from his spread hand, the size of a palm, held it in his hand, and the temperature of the other party's palm was still left on the edge of the box, and he looked up and smiled, "Thank you." ”

"No thanks. Look at the corners of her smiling eyes, the left hand hanging in the air raised and touched her head, and the index finger gently pressed the strand of hair she raised, "What happened four years ago, don't be too entangled, what should have passed, will pass." If she's still around, she doesn't want you to be so sullen. ”

"......" Ganluo's eyes reddened slightly, and he looked away, but he also nodded, raised his eyes and looked into his eyes again, "Thank you." ”

"My duty. ”

The corners of Ganluo's mouth moved slightly, "Happy Mid-Autumn Festival." ”

"Happy Mid-Autumn Festival. ”

After speaking, Zhang Xiao turned around and slightly held the palm of his left hand.

Looking at the back of him leaving, Ganluo opened the wooden box he was holding, and the two green beaded leaves on the small and delicate hairpin broke into sight, and two small lilacs were dragged diagonally in the middle of the leaves, small and elegant, with a little bit of naivety.