She stood at an intersection for a long time, and finally remembered to stop a car. She told the driver her address, then leaned back in the back seat and began to look out the window at the street.

As the end of the year approaches, half of the small shops on the street are closed, and the road is naturally not as crowded as it used to be. Jingya remembers that this place has always been a lively scene, and it is the first time I have seen it so deserted like today.

She paid and got out of the car.

It really hasn't changed at all, the potholed cement road is lined with milk tea shops, jewelry shops, daily chemical stores, and there will be a few barbecue and food stalls on the left side of the front, but unfortunately the boss has long since collected the stalls back to his hometown, and the stalls are tightly surrounded by colorful striped tarpaulins.

Jingya walked up the uneven cement steps step by step, and she finally saw the four words on the dark green signboard - Time Corridor. The doors and windows are decorated with small lanterns, and each window has a few small white snowflakes attached to the glass. Looking inside through the glass, there are no major changes in the layout of the store.

She remembered that the owner of this shop was a young couple, the owner was a very humorous person who studied art, and the proprietress was the coffee chef in the store, who was generous and cheerful and beautiful. She worked here during her college years, and it's the closest shopping street to the school, and it's the only coffee shop in the neighborhood. The price of a cup of coffee is not cheap for students, but the business is still very good. The store as a whole is not particularly large, but the decoration is very distinctive, this perfect combination of classical and modern style, will make people feel that this is not like a coffee shop, but really like a time corridor. At that time, many people, in addition to their coffee, also came for this environment. When she was busy, she could sell more than 400 cups of coffee a day, and Jingya was working as a cashier at the time, and she was so tired every time she got off work.

She still remembers that every time she came here to work, Lin Xi would come to accompany her. He would always order a cup of coffee, then find a window seat and sit down while reading a book while waiting for her to get off work. When she was busy, she would glance at him by the window, and he happened to be looking at her, looking at each other, and the two of them would smile, and the taste of love was richer and more fragrant than any kind of coffee......

"Jingya?!" a gentle voice interrupted her memory.

She turned around and saw a beautiful woman walking towards her with a puzzled look, and when she saw Jingya turn around, she smiled and said, "Sure enough, it's you." ”

"Hello hostess. She smiled lightly.

"Hey, forget it, just call me sister. Sister Fang said and warmly beckoned her to sit down, and poured her a glass of water, "I haven't seen you for so many years, you really haven't changed at all, but you're getting more and more beautiful." ”

"Sister Fang, don't make fun of me. ”

"I'm telling the truth, I recognized you at a glance from the moment you first came in, but you didn't recognize me when you stood in the doorway. ”

"I just got a little distracted, I'm sorry. Jingya took a sip of water embarrassedly: "Why are there no guests here today?"

"Isn't it about to be the New Year, the staff in the store are also on vacation, I'm cleaning up the accounts, fortunately you came in time, you have to come a little later, I'm leaving." ”

Jing Ya looked around and noticed that the wall behind her had been replaced with brown wallpaper, which was printed with a clock pattern.

Sister Fang looked at her with her gaze, as if she understood, she got up and walked away, and soon came back with one more thing in her hand.

It was an old photo album, Sister Fang sat down and pushed the album to Jing Ya: "What you are looking for is here." ”

Jing Ya took a moment and didn't open it immediately.

"The wall was a bit damp in the spring, and we reinstalled it a few years ago, and the things on it were all kept, and there were occasional regular customers who came to pick them up. ”

Jing Ya looked away and smiled unnaturally: "No, I was just passing by here, and I came to see you by the way." ”

"A few years ago, your friend called my store, and he said that he was abroad and wanted to see the picture, so I took a picture and sent it to his mailbox. ”

Jingya's heart suddenly became hot, in the past few years after separation, she was trying to forget him, but he was, he was finding her back little by little. Her hand finally landed on the album, and she flipped back page by page, her fingers finally resting on the top right of a page.

It's that group photo, it's them.

In order to forget him, she once deleted everything that should have been deleted from their group photo, and everything that should have been torn up. But I forgot that there is still one here, if I hadn't forgotten it, I'm afraid this photo would have been gone a long time ago, and maybe I would never remember what he was like. Her heart began to tremble at the thought of never remembering him again.

The photographs have been yellowed a little, like the afterglow of the setting sun on them, and time has blocked them here.

The sunny boy with bright eyebrows and bright teeth smiled so happily, she remembered that he loved to laugh, especially when he was with her, looking at himself at that time, snuggling up to his shoulder, with a sweet smile on his face.

At that time, the coffee shop had a special wall for customers to write messages, and at first everyone just wrote a few words on various sticky notes and pasted them on it, and then I don't know which two customers also posted a photo of a couple, and everyone began to imitate it. Jingya chose several photos and asked Lin Xi to pick one, and he picked this one.

"Take it. Sister Fang took down the photo and handed it to her.

She woke up from a dream, but she still took the picture.

"If you can't forget, remember it. This is also what your friend said, at that time I didn't know that you were separated, he said that you have been separated for a long time, and he didn't know where you were, his voice sounded very sad, saying that he couldn't forget you, there was no way but to remember you. ”

If you can't forget, just remember.

After Yin Lisha finished reporting her business to Yan Yidong, when she was about to turn around and leave, she hesitated for a few seconds, but she still asked, "You really don't plan to see Miss Bai?"

Yan Yidong continued to look at the email on the screen and did not speak. Yin Lisha had no choice but to leave.

After Yin Lisha closed the door, Yan Yidong's hand holding the mouse gradually relaxed, he clicked on a folder and a photo appeared on the screen, for so many years, he clicked on this folder almost every day, and it was a long time to look at it, he looked at her in the photo, smiling so sweetly, so beautiful, he wanted to reach out and touch her face, but what he touched was the cold screen.

How could he not want to see her, since the separation, he tried his best to see her, but it is a pity that he is weak and is not his mother's opponent at all, on the day he was forced to go abroad, he was ruthless, and he never wanted to go back to that home in this life. Every day abroad, there was not a day when he didn't think about her, and asked his friends in China to inquire about her news, and the result was the same, and later he realized that his mother had been secretly obstructing her. He was disheartened, and in a foreign country, he still retained the last bit of nostalgia for that home, and his mother's cruelty was wiped out. He was afraid that he would never see her again in this life, the woman he loved most but couldn't see her. When he thought of this, he was in pain, hating that he should have been desperate not to be separated from her at the beginning, and he hated himself at that time. I only remember that night, he drank a lot of wine, and began to miss her again, so he took the picture from his wallet, and he moved very lightly, for fear of breaking the only being. He missed her so much that he wanted to call her, but a cold sentence came from the phone: The number you dialed is down! In fact, he already knew that this number was down, but he was dizzy from drinking, and suddenly seemed to think of something, he got up and walked towards the outside of the bar, trying to take every step, and kept walking, he wanted to go to the airport, wanted to return to China, and wanted to see her. The person has been drinking seven meat and eight vegetables, and he has never walked out of a straight line, but he has been holding the photo tightly in his hand, and he is afraid that the only remaining bit of truth will be gone, so he put the photo on his chest. But when he woke up, he was already in the hospital bed, vaguely remembering that a car was driving towards him, and the bright and dazzling headlights shone on his eyes, and his body had no time to dodge, and finally he only heard a muffled sound of "bang".

The smell of the hospital was pungent, and it was uncomfortable for his throat. His eyes were covered with white gauze, and he only felt that there was a white patch in front of him. He remembered that snowy day and his Bai Jingya. The nose is a little sore, but there is still a tube inserted in the nose, and this breathing is not used to it, and the white gauze is soaked with hot tears. Fortunately, she is not dead yet, and she can meet her again in this life.

When he heard the news of her, he was so excited that he didn't even sleep well all night. He began to plan to return to China, this time, he wanted to find her regardless of it, find his Bai Jingya, and find his love, even if it was impossible to recover in this life.