It's the end of September, and when it's close to the wee hours of the morning, the whole city is crisp and pressing, and the dust and fog accumulated from the congested traffic during the day have dispersed, revealing a clear starry sky, and a few of them are as bright as diamonds, as long as you look up. It's a pity that Late Autumn is not in the mood to appreciate this poetic existence, she wearily dragged the box out of the airport exit, looking up for the familiar figure.

"Late Autumn, here" Suddenly heard someone calling her name, Late Autumn followed the voice, and saw Alley standing not far away and waving to her vigorously, a smile slid into the depths of her eyes, and she dragged the box towards Alley.

"You're finally back, you miss me," Alley hugged her with open arms.

"I miss you too," Wanqiu said with a smile as she rubbed her cheek with a side face.

The car was speeding on the airport expressway, the carriage was quiet, and the night scene outside the window was contrasting, Alai couldn't help but turn his head to look at the late autumn, seeing that she was as plain as ever, her complexion was still fair, her eyes were black and white, her lips were very light, and her face had a slight trace of haggard after a long flight. But this does not hinder her beauty, such a late autumn standing in the crowd, can still attract people's attention the fastest. It's just that when did she become so thin, she almost didn't recognize her at the airport just now.

Late Autumn noticed that Alai was looking at herself, she turned her head and smiled slightly, "What's the matter?

"Yes, our Miss Zheng's immortal aura is getting heavier and heavier, how can I feel like you are about to soar at any time. Alai said half-jokingly, a hint of pity flashing in his eyes.

Late autumn understood that she was saying that she was too thin, she didn't answer this sentence, only smiled and said nothing, turned her head to look at the night scene outside the window, and watched the rows of bright lights speeding behind her, and for a moment she suddenly had a strange feeling, as if she was not sitting in a car, but a time shuttle, which was taking her through time light years, wearing back to such a nostalgic, but afraid to recall the time.

In an instant, parents, Doudou, Qu Heng, April, Alai's face and figure were intertwined into a picture, so suddenly it hit him, late autumn was defenseless for a while, closed his eyes in fear, and wanted to drive these pictures out of his mind, but they always lingered, and finally formed a picture frozen there, the figure in the picture was as clear and upright as when she first saw it, and late autumn couldn't help but burst into tears, and couldn't help but reach out and want to grab something.

"Late autumn, it's here" Alai's worried voice sounded in her ears, late autumn opened her eyes, the car had stopped at the door of her community, she nodded, touched the corners of her eyes that had been wet, straightened up, and stepped out of the car.

"Why don't I send you up," Alley pressed the passenger window down and looked at her uneasily.

Wanqiu shook her head, "No need, it's late, you can go back and rest early." After saying that, she turned around and walked into the community, the sound of the trunk wheels was a little obvious in the quiet night, the doorman couldn't help but stick out his head to look at her, and when he saw that it was the residents of the community, he stuck his head back.

Seeing her thin back gradually disappearing into the night, Alai couldn't help but let out a sigh in his heart, started the car, and slowly drove away from the community.

Open the door and walk into the house, it is dark inside, turn on the mobile phone flashlight in late autumn, follow the light to find the switch, gently push it up, and then press the switch on the wall, the room is bright.

The decoration of the room is the same as when she left, the sofa is covered with a white cloth, the dining table and the coffee table are covered with a thick layer of ash, and the vase next to the sofa is also empty, not like when Ms. Luo was at home, there are always a few flower branches in the season, she tore off the white cloth, huddled in the corner of the sofa with her feet, and suddenly felt that the house was so bitterly cold, she couldn't stop shivering, her forehead was against her knees, and tears fell down in large pieces.

"I don't have a daughter like you, don't contact me again," she began to hear in her ear, the last words her father had spoken to her as he was leaving.

There are some mistakes, once they are cast, they will make you never turn over again in this life.