The faint green smoke surprisingly occupies a place in the air, the white walls and black tiles, the unadorned talk, the quaint stone arch bridge, the long stream of fine water, and the little ripples drawn by the canopy boat, just like a drop of ink gradually penetrating the rice paper, gradually becoming blurred, like a mirror and a moon.

This may be people's perception of Jiangnan, which is so beautiful that it makes people yearn for it.

But what people praise and yearn for is the woman in the south of the Yangtze River, a woman as gentle as water, with a delicate heart, a girl like a lilac, holding an oil-paper umbrella and walking alone on the stone steps covered with bluestone slabs, this picture is simply enviable!

Dust Feiyang sat on the edge of the West Lake, looking at the lake with blank eyes, his expression was slightly sluggish, and although the whole person did not look sluggish, he still looked haggard.

Chen Yufeng wanted to speak and stopped, wanting to speak, but he didn't know where to ask. Perhaps he should have asked Dusty why he chose such a lowly woman, and had a trace of illusion about her until just now?

But he couldn't ask, because Dust Flying has its own dignity!

"Oh, it's fucking uncomfortable!" Dust suddenly burst out with such a foul sentence.

Chen Yufeng remained silent, silently staring at the three pools of the moon in the distance.

Known as one of the "Ten Views of the West Lake", the Three Pools and the Moon are known as the "First Scenic Spot of the West Lake". Legend has it that the three feet of a large incense burner are the three feet of a large incense burner, and this big incense burner is upside down with a black fish essence, and the three feet of the incense burner stick out of the water to become the three pools of the moon.

But legends are legends after all, and they have to return to reality in the end.

"Are you wondering why I'm so attached to that woman?" said to Chen Yufeng with a chuckle.

Chen Yufeng nodded, still not saying a word, as if he was ready to be a silent listener.

"In fact, she wasn't like that before. Dusty lit a cigarette and began to tell his own story.

It turned out that Dust Feiyang was in a low mood after losing to Chen Yufeng. It's not difficult to understand what kind of mood a king will be like when he is pulled off the throne!

As a father, Dust Yanzhi understands Dusty Flying's mood quite well, so he suggests that Dusty Flyer go out for a walk and relax. Of course, Dusty Flyer gladly took Chenyanzhi's suggestion and began to prepare for going out, and the first choice is Hangzhou!

The gentleness and elegant atmosphere of Hangzhou made the dust fly and feel the precipitation of the soul. Walking in the willow alley, touching the faint elegance in the air, the peace in my heart inevitably arises.

When it comes to Hangzhou and West Lake, people will always think of the beauties of Jiangnan in the first place. Although there is no one who cares about the city, and then the amazement of the country, and there is no beauty that brings disaster to the country and the people, but more is a lamentable legend, and the eyes full of endless sorrow are really pitiful!

In fact, Dust Feiyang also has this idea faintly in his heart, but it has never been revealed. It wasn't until I met her one day that Dusty Flying really experienced it.

"What kind of person was she before?" Chen Yufeng finally spoke, asking cautiously.

Dusty exhaled a puff of smoke and said, "You know "Rain Alley", right? At that time, she was like a lilac, a girl with a grudge. As it happens, it was also a rainy day, and she was also holding an oil-paper umbrella, which was a little old, but it did not lose its color. Maybe it was related to her family background, she complained in the rain, complained and hesitated. ”

"With such a poetic meeting, it's no wonder you're sinking into it. Chen Yufeng sighed.

"Perhaps, at that time, she really captured my heart, on the Yanggong Embankment in West Lake, she made me believe that it was love at first sight. There was a hint of heat in his eyes.

Chen Yufeng chuckled, shook his head and said, "Since ancient times, heroes have all been defeated under women's skirts!"

Chen Feiyang shook his head and smiled bitterly, and continued: "Both smiling and smiling, Zi Muyu is good and slender. This sentence may be describing her, but that's what I think anyway. Although her family background is not very good, she was admitted to Hangzhou Normal University by her own efforts, which is very good, and I also pursued it for a long time to catch up, and did not report her family background. ”

"Why do you do this? Is it just that you don't want money to pollute your love?" asked Chen Yufeng puzzled.

Dusty Feiyang was silent for a while, and then said slowly: "This may be a mistake on my part, but it also happened to make me recognize her essence. Do you remember what I said to you on the banks of the Huangpu River?"

"Of course I do. Chen Yufeng replied.

"How I wish I could live in an ordinary family, but I am afraid of losing it all! Master, although the relationship between me and her seems to be very harmonious and beautiful on the surface, it has long been an undercurrent! Especially when I accompanied her to go shopping, she kept staring intently at the gold necklace in the jewelry store, and could not recover for a long time. Since then, I have been vaguely aware that the relationship between me and her has gradually begun to deteriorate and is going in a bad direction. Dusty sighed.

"That'...... Did you confess to her?" Chen Yufeng hesitated for a moment, then asked.

Dusty took a sharp puff of cigarette and replied, "Yes, but when I couldn't help but tell her about my family background, she proposed to me to break up and be alone." ”

"That's pretty bad. Chen Yufeng muttered.

"Heh, who's to say it isn't. It was also raining that day, and it was cold, which made my heart cold. I asked why, and she just replied to me, "Can you let me wear my favorite jewelry, Can you make me eat delicious food?Can you let me live in a luxurious house?Can you put me in a fancy car?"

Dusty Feiyang paused, then continued: "Before I could answer these four questions, she gave me a sneer, and then walked up to a man in designer clothes, and got into his car and drove away, leaving me standing there alone. ”

After speaking, there was a hint of self-deprecation in Chenfeiyang's eyes.

"What a snobbish woman, presumably she is with you just because she thinks you are good-looking, and she can make herself lose face by following herself. Chen Yufeng also lit a cigarette and said to himself.

Dusty extinguished the cigarette butt, then threw it on the ground, stepped on it with his foot, and sighed: "This is the reality, this is the melancholy of Jiangnan." Door master, if you were from a poor background, would you suffer the same embarrassment as me?"

"Who knows. Chen Yufeng spat out a puff of cigarette and said softly.

The rain came suddenly, so suddenly, as if it had been premeditated.

Tourists all ran to find a place to shelter from the rain, only Dusty Feiyang and Chen Yufeng sat here, feeling the chaos of the world.

At this time, a woman holding a slightly old oil-paper umbrella trotted all the way over, forming a strange scene in this world.

"Feiyang, it's raining so hard, why don't you find a place to hide?" the woman said to Dusty Flying.

"What a familiar voice, it's really nostalgic!" Chen Feiyang sighed in his heart, and couldn't help but turn around, and what caught his eye was a woman from a small jasper family, with an anxious look on her face at this time.

Dusty Feiyang's face was extremely complicated, and after a long time, he just spit out a sentence: "Why is it you?"

Zhou Rong was slightly stunned, she did become clean and beautiful after removing her makeup. She bit her lip and said, "At that time, I just broke up with you when I was confused, and just now, I didn't want the friendship between the two of us to be broken like this." ”

Chen Yufeng looked at this scene coldly, in his heart, no matter what Zhou Rong did now, it was just a matter of making amends, it was too late.

Dusty Feiyang stood up, slowly walked up to Zhou Rong, stretched out his hand and gently stroked the old oil-paper umbrella, and muttered in his mouth: "It's still the same color, it hasn't changed at all, but it's so old that I can't even recognize it." ”

Zhou Rong didn't understand the meaning of Dusty Flying, and thought that he was just complaining that the oil-paper umbrella was worn, so he said urgently: "Feiyang, I have always taken this oil-paper umbrella with me, and kept it well, if you think it's old, then I'll throw it away." ”

After speaking, Zhou Rong was about to throw out the oil-paper umbrella in her hand.

But Dust Feiyang stopped her, and said with a painful face: "Don't you still understand? Don't you understand the meaning of this umbrella? It has become old, like the human heart, and it will never come back! You know what? Do you understand?"

Two consecutive questions made Zhou Rong fall into shock, but she still didn't give up, she still pinned her hopes on the last straw.

"Feiyang, I'm still your old Rongrong, and I'm still the lilac-like girl in your heart!

"Smack!"

A slap sounded, and Zhou Rong took a few steps back because of inertia, and her face showed extreme shock. Although the slap was not heavy, it made her feel severe pain.

There was a trace of pain on Chenfeiyang's face, and he couldn't help but say: "That lilac-like girl that day has completely dissipated and has become a beautiful bridge in a fairy tale. Now I've figured it out, even if it's an encounter in my life. ”

Zhou Rong couldn't believe her ears, and said urgently: "It's me who is wrong, it's me who is cheap! I just ask you to forgive me now! Let's start over, okay?"

"It's a pity that the water that was spilled can't be recovered!" Dusty sighed.

Looking at Zhou Rong's completely stupid face, Chen Yufeng shook his head, snuffed out the cigarette butt, picked up the flattened cigarette butt on the ground, and threw it into the trash can not far away with his own, and then said to Zhou Rong: "It's boring to entangle any longer, you better go." ”

Zhou Rong bit her lip, and then left lonely, with a look of disappointment.

"Ahh

After Zhou Rong left, Dust Feiyang couldn't help but roar, tears swirling in his eyes, but he couldn't tell whether it was tears or rain.

Chen Yufeng patted him on the shoulder and comforted: "It's all like this, look at the point, don't let feelings dictate your thinking." ”

Chen Feiyang smiled bitterly and said, "I know, it's just that this heart really hurts, and this memory is really painful!"

Chen Yufeng stood by the West Lake with his hands on his back, looked at the world washed by the rain, and said: "We have walked through the south of the Yangtze River, our memories are like lotus flowers, and the encounter here is just a beautiful mistake." We are not returnees, let alone passers-by, we are just a drop in the ocean, looking for our own home. Although the familiar breeze is still blowing, the turquoise stream is still flowing, and the classical architecture is still the same as before. But are those feelings still the same?"

Dust Feifei couldn't help but be silent, looking at the lake shrouded by the mist, as if he understood something.

This may be an unattainable dream, the gallery of smoke willows, the gentleness of the water towns in the south of the Yangtze River, and the endless melancholy thoughts, which make people sigh.

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