In the bustling waiting hall, Ou Jinyu stood in the crowd in a lost manner, shuttling through the flow of people, but it became his lonely background.

William Li, who was beside him, couldn't help but pat him on the shoulder and said: "Go back, it's not a way for you to do this at all, there are so many flights flying out every day, and you don't know where she will go, whether it's at home or abroad, how can you find it here every day?"

Ou Jinyu clenched the things in his hand tighter, the jumping numbers on the electronic screen kept changing, and every minute and every second, the plane rose into the sky.

He silently stared in an unknown direction, and for a long time, in his heart, he said: Fool, I lied to you, I am not allergic to peaches, and I don't allow others to eat them, because that time you were eating peach-flavored candy, so when you cried and staggered those band-aids on your arm, I could clearly smell the sweet and milky peach smell on your body.

It was the best smell I've ever smelled in my life, and since then it's a special memory, and I don't want anyone to confuse your memories in my head, because if it weren't for that, you'd be there more clearly, forever unique.

The reason why I remember you is because you were the first person to smile at me, at that time I had just come back from abroad, I couldn't write and couldn't speak well, I couldn't understand what the children said, they didn't like me mixed with English, the more anxious I was, the more I couldn't express, English slipped out in a big string, they laughed at me for being a fake foreign devil, I wouldn't refute had to talk less, only you wouldn't laugh at me, whenever I met your eyes, you would smile sweetly at me, and then the corners of my eyes turned slightly up, and then my cheeks were a faint peachy pink。

Many days later, I tried to say hello to you, but I didn't expect you to turn around and run, I don't know if it scared you, all the chagrin smashed into the moment to haunt the young me, I think I lost the first person who could be a friend.

I hurried after it, only to see the shelf fall and hit my hand, but I forgot the pain, because it helped me keep you.

I didn't want you to cry, but I was so glad you shed tears for me, and I didn't know that the phrase "Don't be afraid, there is me" meant so much to you, and I would say it only because it was the only comforting word I could say fluently.

We repeated the encounter and separation again and again, as if endlessly, but I really regret it, where are you in early summer?

Three years later, Yanbu.

There are no tall buildings, no WTO prosperity, and even in the capital of a country, there are only two streets in the city that are not too long.

The buildings on both sides of the road are all built in the traditional Bhutanese architectural style, and there are only two colors on the walls, and red and white are the basic colors of the city, which are the simplest and purest colors.

The pagoda in the distance is glittering with gold, and the wooden structures facing the street are covered with various ancient paintings, and the mottled pictures on them record the stories of history and civilization one after another.

The tranquility of the plateau pours unhesitatingly on the flowers and plants of the mountains, and time becomes a symbol, without real meaning, everything seems to be isolated from the world.

On one side of the street, a Chinese woman walks slowly with a large bouquet of freshly picked wild chrysanthemums in her hand, and in the plateau area, her fair skin like hers has almost become an anomaly, her face is slightly raised in the direction of the sun, and the sun lingers lovingly, as if a dazzling layer of gold leaf has been plated on her cheeks, in this country full of religious colors, so that the peaceful expression has a holy beauty.

She was always smiling, wrapped in a bright red Kira, with a long skirt that hung down to her ankles, and sometimes she thought that such a conservative dress was more restrained than any naked garment.

From time to time, there are children around her who greet her shyly, living here for more than a year, she can only understand a few simple Dzongkha words, she has never had a talent for language, sometimes she can't speak English clearly, she gestures with her hands, babbling as if she has returned to the most primitive state of human beings.

She slowed down and handed the remaining candy from her pocket to a child who had been with her for a long time, and she called him, "Sakael." ”

The child smiled shyly with her white teeth, and came over embarrassedly, not greedily, but only picked up a grain of candy, and slipped back shyly, and when the woman had finished waving at him, she turned and continued to walk before whispering to her, she smiled, she had learned this sentence for a long time before she knew what it meant, and they called her "beautiful fairy." ”

Dust and smoke billowed at the end of the road, and the woman frowned, as if another stranger had entered.

There are very few airports in the country and they only open when the weather is extremely good, so most visitors choose to enter by jeep from India.

The car was jolting vigorously, and the man driving couldn't help but say to his companion: "What the hell is this place, it is more difficult to find a gas station than to find a gold mine, and if we continue to run, we will have to abandon the car." ”

The man next to him didn't say anything, just kept looking at his mobile phone, the signal here is very unstable, Bhutan is the latest country in the world to introduce television and the Internet, and there are few communication stations.

Seeing that his companion did not speak, the driver said impatiently: "Ou Jinyu, you are not stupid, just based on the footage in a TV documentary, you are sure that the woman is her? Okay, even if it is her, must she still stay here? Are you not thinking about chasing here?"

"No matter how small the opportunity is, it's better than nothing. Ou Jinyu's face replied expressionlessly, he had been searching for three whole years and had traveled half the world, how could he give up this only opportunity?

From the moment he entered this kingdom, all his pulses were disturbed for no reason, and his peace was only a lie, and perhaps sometimes it was easier to deceive others than to deceive himself.

William Li looked around indignantly, damn, where is there a gas station, suddenly a wild boar came out of the side of the road, he stepped on the brakes tightly, his hand instinctively turned the steering wheel, the car made a sharp brake sound and suddenly turned sharply.

"Be careful!" Ou Jinyu shouted, seeing the car rushing towards a child, the child stood stunned and forgot to dodge, Ou Jinyu gasped, slammed William Li's forearm, and the car lost control and crashed into the bushes on the side of the road.

The corners of his eyes flashed a brilliant red, and when the car came to a stop, he turned around and found that there was nothing, even the wild boar that had caused trouble had long since disappeared, and the red figure was like a red glow scattered in the sky, disappearing in the sky in an instant.

William Li complained: "What a broken car, the brakes are the same as not, you need to hit something to stop, fortunately it is not fast, otherwise the two of us would die here, Ou Jinyu, this is really the capital of Bhutan, isn't it a zoo? There are even wild boars? Hey, what do you see?"

Ou Jinyu froze in place, his surroundings were wide open, and he smiled bitterly, maybe there was something wrong with his eyes like his brain.

Early Summer, of course, did not see what was in the car that had gone into the woods in a flash, and she took Sakael's little hand and asked him if he was frightened as she walked, and the child shook his head, and then sang the old ballad heartlessly, as if the scene on the line of life and death had never happened at all.

Laughing at the beginning of summer, the child's world is really simple, she slowly followed the tune of Sakail, although she does not know the local dialect, but music is the common language in the world, she has been here for so long She has collected a lot of folk songs and nursery rhymes with Tibetan Buddhism, so sometimes she will hum some quietly.

The two of them sang while walking towards the way back, but in the early summer, she always felt that someone was following her behind her, but when she looked back, there was nothing, and it seemed that she was too careful.

When she returned to the wooden house, she had just soaked her hair with water in early summer, and she heard someone knocking on the door outside, and she didn't have time to change her clothes, so she casually put on a coat and slowly opened the door.

She looked at the person outside the door in surprise, "How could it be you?"

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