On Chunhai Road, the time is already four o'clock in the afternoon, and the warm sun in early winter has cooled down a little, hanging on the sea, and gradually has the potential to be submerged.

A taxi pulled up on the deserted road, and then a thin young man stepped down.

Looking far away, the sea surface is sparkling, and under the dazzling sunlight, it is golden, magnificent, and beautiful.

Under the afterglow, his calm face was also golden, and he looked at the scene in front of him attentively, and the shadow behind him was gradually elongated unconsciously.

I don't know how long it took, he retracted his gaze and turned around and walked towards the residential building not far away.

The buildings are old, the stairs are made of concrete, and the height of each staircase is not very standard, and sometimes there is an obvious illusion that the feet are too high.

The white dust on the walls has long since turned yellow, and cracks and peels can be seen everywhere. And most of the people who live here are similar to Qu Jinyan, they are all outsiders, and because of the location, the rent is relatively cheap, so they choose here.

When he first came to the meeting, Qu Jinyan was quite embarrassed, on the one hand, Gao Yiling's high tuition fees, and on the other hand, he had to bear the living expenses of the two alone. During the time when he was looking for a job, he didn't eat when he was out for a day to save money, and only when he went home at night would he have a meal with Gao Yiling.

Later, after some setbacks, he joined Xinlong Group and served as a department manager, and then a company manager. This year, he was transferred to the group headquarters and became the general manager.

In the meantime, his living standard has already undergone earth-shaking changes, but neither Gao Yiling nor him has any intention of moving.

Accustomed to it, some things don't necessarily have to be the best, the important thing is that you feel that it is good, he is such a Buddha nature and old people.

It seems to have been sealed for thousands of years, and when the security door was opened, it unsurprisingly made a strange sound carrying the age.

The dim sunlight shines through the window and spills into the house, everything is so familiar, looking back on the past three years, there are too many memories here. I have been depressed, depressed, and have managed joys, sorrows, and sorrows, but there must be laughter and beauty.

However, at this moment, there are already some things that are wrong.

Gao Yiling, who has lived together and accompanied him for so long, went abroad, and ran around separately for his studies, and finally went his separate ways.

The house had become lonely and uninhabited ever since, and he hadn't been back for several days since Portley, and probably wasn't here since.

Walking aimlessly around the house, he finally returned to his room and pulled out the easel he had bought from the corner.

Qu Jinyan is talented in painting, I remember when I was in elementary school, in order to understand math problems, I drew triangles and quadrangles like physical sketches, and I was not idle in the language books, all kinds of black and white portraits.

Speaking of which, I haven't painted for a long time, and the reason why I suddenly bought this easel is because of Ning Wenbin.

He always remembered that the man who was painting a portrait of his beloved woman by the big lake, and at the same time could say "mayflies for a day, born in the morning and died in the twilight".

Perhaps, at that time, he was already clearly aware of his own situation and made a good realization, and painting was completely a kind of remembrance and sustenance for him.

took out the youthful photo from his pocket, sat down on the ground, and threw the most satisfying masterpiece on the easel into waste paper and threw it into the paper frame.

The next moment, he didn't hesitate, picked up the brush, concentrated on the paper, and began to write hard.

Wanghai Cemetery, the sun sets, and a beautiful figure is gradually elongated in the afterglow. It is not as eerie and terrifying as I remembered, and the cemetery shrouded in gold is like being in an endless wheat field, like a dream.

"I've been waiting. ”

In the afterglow, in the eternal sea breeze, there was already a figure at some point, dragging a long oblique shadow towards the woman standing in front of the tombstone.

She is like a vivid picture, quiet and beautiful, even if Qu Jinyan came to her, quietly staring at her beautiful face, she did not react, a pair of beautiful eyes always looked at the tombstone in front of her.

Following her gaze, Qu Jinyan saw the yellowed and blurred photo on the tombstone. It can still be distinguished, the person in the photo is also young, with a knife-like face, wearing a police hat, and a very handsome guy.

The two of them stood for a long time, looking at the photo inexplicably, and for a while there was only the sound of the wind "whirring" in their ears and the sound of waves crashing against the reef not far away.

From the plastic bag he was carrying, he took out a can of beer, Qu Jinyan stepped forward and placed it in front of the tombstone, bowed his head slightly, and saluted the deceased. then retreated to Lin Huairou's side, also took out a can of beer, and handed it to her.

However, the hand holding the beer, except for the cold wind passing through his fingers, the figure was slow to react, as if it did not perceive his intentions, and remained unmoved.

"She told you about this place?"

Qu Jinyan's hand was still handed, and he nodded slightly, "Yes, listen to what she said." ”

"Smack!"

"Jumping ...... Jumping ......"

The can in his hand fell suddenly, smashed on the concrete road, rolled, and disappeared after a while, and no one cared.

A chill suddenly enveloped the two of them, as if they were in a 10,000-year-old glacier for a moment, and the biting cold wind roared at each other like wolves and tigers.

"Why?"

Qu Jinyan was silent, there was still his hand in the wind, and in the face of Lin Huairou's angry gaze, he didn't say anything for a long time.

"Why are you in cahoots with her?"

In the air, the faintly suppressed beast opened its bloody mouth, revealing its ferocity.

After a long time, he slowly, slowly lowered the hand that was originally outstretched, pursed the corners of his mouth, and said, "I know you care about this matter, and I will do my best to fulfill this long-cherished wish for you." ”

"I asked you why you were in the same league with her, and answer me!"

She was hysterical, and a loud shout of rage disturbed the secluded place, echoing in the ears of the two.

The next moment, a crystal tear slowly dripped down her cheek, and her complexion softened, but it was only replaced by a divine injury.

"You know my relationship with her, but you made that decision anyway. ”

"Huh...... What is this, have you ever felt how I feel?"

In the cold sea breeze, her hair was blown, and the broken hair on Qu Jinyan's forehead was also blown, and the sound of seagulls in the distance could be heard clearly.

"You can't let him go?"

"How did you let her go?"

Hearing this, Qu Jinyan's eyes suddenly lit up, and he raised his head and looked at Lin Huairou, a little stunned.

Seeing this, Lin Huairou pursed her lips, and the next moment stubbornly looked away. At the same time, he staggered past him, leaving only the lonely figure, trembling at a loss.

"From the beginning, maybe it was wrong, just act as if nothing happened. ”

They turned their backs to each other.

In the wind, her faint voice echoed, and then, the two figures became farther and farther away, each going one way and the other way!

The afterglow of the sunset finally came to an end at this moment, and the sky and the earth were the same color, returning to eternal night.

Who is sad at night?

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