Lin Zijin and the moon drove to the riverside and walked side by side along Binjiang Avenue.

Under the afterglow of the setting sun, the sunset tells the end of the story of light and shadow, a round of red sun shines in the sky, the orange-red light is smeared, lingering all over the body, so warm, but so far away, just like their hearts, obviously close at hand, but far away!

On the riverside, there are many tourists, some people hold their cameras high to capture the beauty of the sunset, and there are also some old people, supporting each other, slowly walking the end of life......

The question of the moon's headlessness and brainlessness came, caused by randomness: "Zijin, the rising sun or the sunset, which one do you prefer?"

He stared sideways at her. Light and shadow stood on his shoulders, intertwined, jumping and flowing, as if the time of the year had passed in a trance, and the wind swept his scarf unwilling to be lonely, swaying and obsessively, his hair was blown up, like a dancing elf, and the smile was fixed on his resolute face.

At that moment, it was as if time and space had traveled, crossing the flood of time, and he overlapped with the handsome young man in her memory...... It was as if Lin Zijin had turned into the young man beckoning to her and calling .......

settled down, but in his eyes, there was only Lin Zijin's gentle face.

What's wrong with her? I only heard: People are dying and their words are good, but I haven't heard of them, and people are dying and their senses are also illusory?

Maybe it's the restlessness in her heart that is making trouble: they are unwilling, she has not reunited with the bright young man in her memory, and she is about to leave this rolling red dust.

"What about you?" he asked rhetorically.

"I asked you first, don't cheat!"

"For me, each has its own merits! But it is dull and boring, most of them bloom in people's sleep, although the sunset is beautiful, but the sunset is infinitely good. It's just nearly dusk, and it can't resist the invasion of night. The common denominator is the same: ephemerality. ”

After speaking, he stared at her and said in a very serious tone: "It's your turn." ”

"I prefer the sunset! The sunset is too selfish, waiting for him is a vigorous future, easy to be conceited, but the sunset has been precipitated and experienced vicissitudes. Through the prosperity, we know how to cherish the hard-won life and the few futures. ”

"Oh. ”

Before long, the wandering gaze was condensed in one place. In a corner of the middle of nowhere, as if I had found a treasure, I was delighted, with shining eyes and flowers. The moon hurriedly grabbed Lin Zijin's arm. Cheerful words: "Zijin, look." ”

I saw that not far away, between the hinges, a few snow-skinned ice blue flowers bloomed in the wind, swaying and colorful.

"What excites you so much?" he said, looking up. He disagreed: "That's morning glory." ”

It's not, a trumpet-shaped delicate flower. It's very cold.

Ha ha.......

Moon laughed heartily, and he didn't know what was going on: "What's wrong?"

"I thought you had always been that beautiful boy, humble and elegant!

Seeing the undisguised cheerfulness of the little woman's smile, he asked angrily: "Is it so funny?"

Since he didn't know, she didn't hesitate to popularize science for him: "Zijin, morning glory has a tall name, Xiyan." ”

"Is there a difference? ”

"It's a big difference. How ugly the morning glory is, how elegant the sunset is, and how tall it is!"

……。

After walking around, I was a little tired.

"Zijin, I'm tired. ”

"Shall we sit down and take a break?"

"You're carrying me, okay?"

"Okay!" Lin Zijin did not shirk, and readily agreed, not afraid of the bustling crowd.

The moon couldn't tell what kind of state of mind she was, she would rather he be self-righteous and think that this was a deep disregard for love, only she knew that the little self in her heart was about to jump out and indulge wantonly.

"Xiao Qi, do you remember how we got married?"

"I don't dare to forget! Because that time you carried me back to the dormitory, all the way to the sixth floor. ”

"Xiao Qi, today I carry you, I hope you remember that this is our new beginning, nothing to do with the past. ”

"Oh. ”

The moon rested her face on his warm back, the heat kept coming, and she remembered her father's broad back, when she was a child, her father carried her on his back, and it was also so warm.

Dad always likes to joke with the moon.

"Moon, now that Dad is carrying you, when Dad is old, will you carry Dad?"

At first, the moon replied stupidly: "Dad, I can't carry you." ”

Later, under the guidance of the wise and martial mother, the moon opened up and knew how to coax my father to be happy: "Dad, when you are old, I will carry you and take you with me all day long, just like you take me with me now." ”

Thinking about it, the moon fell into a deep sleep.

Lin Zijin placed her in the back seat of the car and let her sleep peacefully, and he stayed there

beside her.

After a while, the moon woke up from her sleep, coughed dryly, the pain hit, and she almost threw up uncontrollably, he held her body and patted her back.

She covered her chest, slowed down, and spoke: "Zijin, go buy me a drink, okay?"

"Okay!

"Yogurt. ”

Seeing his back leave, she hurriedly rummaged through the pills in her bag, swallowed a few pills, and rested for a while before the pain slowly subsided.

"Zijin, accompany me to watch the sunrise, okay?"

"Didn't you say you prefer the sunset?"

"I want to watch the full sunset sunrise with you, can't I?"

"Yes!

"Xiao Qi, then what are we doing now?"

"Zijin, will you take me across the bridge?"

"Okay!" tacitly back and forth, regardless of the reason.

When crossing the bridge, night fell and it was already dark.

The moon rolled down all the windows and poked its head out, and on the sea, against the backdrop of a crescent moon and glittering stars, the sparkling waters stretched into the distance, endlessly......

Looking ahead, a row of dim street lamps illuminated the road ahead, but they were swept by one by one.

The sea breeze came and blew away her messy hair, and in the direction of the wind, she shouted loudly: "The sea, I am coming......"

At that time, the voice in her heart was too heavy, and she couldn't breathe, she wanted to be willful again, and roared to the sea: "Lin Zijin, I love you!"

But she didn't have the courage, and she didn't even dare to say the vague "I love you!" Because she was sure that if she dared to blurt it out, he would understand.

"Zijin, I hope you remember me tonight, a willful and indulgent woman, a woman who accompanied you across the long bridge and across the ocean. From now on, whether it is a bright road or a dark ruggedness, I only hope that you will remember such a night and such a me when you drive. ”

"I love you!" Lin Zijin, whose eyes were still looking ahead, was concentrating on driving, and his words were very light, and the light moment drifted away with the wind, like spring. I dreamed without a trace, and I never came.

"Zijin, sing me a song, okay?"

Lin Zijin confirmed uneasily: "Are you sure you want to listen?"

"Haven't you heard: Something is in the eye of a lover?"

"Heard, does it have anything to do with that?"

"Stupid! The same theory proves that the singer is in the ears of a lover!"

"Well, since you are so flattering, it would be hypocritical for me to refuse. ”

"It's good to be self-aware!"

"And what song do you want to hear?"

"Faint! Are you a jukebox? Do you know what I order?"

"Give it a try!"

"Let's make it easy. "My Love from the Stars" Theme Song!" (To be continued.) )