The next morning, outside Paul's School.

When Xu Jing's car slowly stopped, Lin Qingqing, who was dressed in a British school uniform and carrying a small bag, stepped out of the car and walked towards the school with small steps.

"Qingqing, don't you really go to play together?" In the car, looking at Lin Qingqing's somewhat thin back, Zhou Xiaoxun rolled down the window, poked his head out and shouted.

The figure turned around when he heard this, only to see Lin Qingqing grabbing the two shoulder straps on his shoulders with both hands, his teeth slightly exposed, and he smiled slightly, but he didn't speak, just shook his head. Then he turned around and disappeared into the crowd.

"Is Qingqing always like this at school?" When Zhou Xiaoxun retracted his head and rolled up the window, Xu Jing asked.

"That's right. Zhou Xiaoxun tilted his head and thought for a while, and said, "Every time I go to play with her, she is reading a book." The time I saw her with someone else, I saw her outside. ”

started the car again, and Xu Jing did not answer again.

In October, there is not much coolness in Xiangjiang, but it is not as rainy and humid as in summer, and it looks quite dry, but it is also suitable for traveling.

Whether giving the crew a day off is to rest the crew or to accompany Zhou Xiaoxun to spend her birthday, maybe only Xu Jing knows in his heart.

Throughout the morning, Xu Jing took Zhou Xiaoxun to chase after me in the aquarium, screaming on the roller coaster, moving high and low on the Ferris wheel, and leaving the laughter of the two in every corner of the Ocean Park.

At noon, Victoria Peak.

Perhaps because of the weekday, although it is the most suitable weather for playing, there are not many tourists on the top of the mountain, which seems sparse and sparse, less noisy, but more comfortable.

The two walked along the looping walking path at the top of the mountain around the top of the Taiping Peak step by step, admiring the birds and flowers along the way to the top of the Taiping Peak, and overlooking the bustling Victoria Harbour in the distance.

"Barley. Looking at the petrels wandering in the distance of the sea, the breeze blowing the hair of the two, Zhou Xiaoxun suddenly became a little melancholy, and said: "I miss my parents." ”

"Hmm. Xu Jingyuan looked at the endless sea level, answered, and after a long time, he turned his head, faced the breeze, looked at Zhou Xiaoxun and said, "Then let's take Uncle Zhou and Aunt Chen to Xiangjiang for the New Year, okay?"

"Is it really possible?" Zhou Xiaoxun looked at Xu Jing, a ripple flashing in his eyes, and said.

"Yes, you can. Xu Jingdao raised the corners of his mouth and said with a smile: "Let's go, I'll take you to a big dinner!" We'll call Uncle Zhou and Aunt Chen when we go back. ”

"Okay, but you'll buy me Winnie the Pooh in the afternoon!"

“。。。。 ”

Probably Xu Jing's assurance, Zhou Xiaoxun's smile increased again along the way, and after a while, the two came to a high-end restaurant, which has an elegant and exquisite environment, classical decoration, which makes people feel in a simple and elegant atmosphere, and even a piano is placed on the stage in the center of the hall, and a well-dressed pianist is playing Debussy's "Garden in the Rain".

"I want to eat this!this!this!and this!" chose a window position, and as the waiter came over, Zhou Xiaoxun pointed to the menu and kept ordering.

"What kind of dessert do you have?" Ignoring whether he could finish ordering so much, Xu Jing smiled, and asked directly from her.

"We have stewed white fungus with monk fruit here, which can strengthen the spleen and moisten the lungs, and honey lotus seed and wolf, which can tonify the spleen and detoxify... The waiter said a lot of desserts in a row.

"What about this?" Zhou Xiaoxun suddenly pointed to the 'papaya stewed snow clams' that the waiter did not say on the menu.

"Uh, this... The waiter looked at Xu Jing with some embarrassment, and didn't know whether to say it or not.

"What's wrong?" Xu Jing didn't know anything, and looked at the waiter with the same curiosity.

"This can enrich x.iong, nourish yin, nourish the kidneys, and nourish essence. The waiter had no choice but to speak, and Xu Jing only hated himself for talking too much.

"Hmm?!?!" Zhou Xiaoxun's eyes suddenly lit up, his eyes turned again, and then pointed at Xu Jing and said, "He wants two!"

Zhou Xiaoxun's words were even more heard, and Xu Jing almost didn't squirt out the tea in his mouth.

After the waiter left, the two of them did not speak, quietly listening to the sound of the piano from the center, with the beating notes in the piano, Xu Jing suddenly remembered the situation of last year, in those times in Qushi, in her company out of the colorless world, on her birthday, for her to play a song "I am a little bird", unconsciously, it has been a year.

"Xiaomi. Xu Jing turned his head and looked at Zhou Xiaoxun.

"Huh?" Zhou Xiaoxun also looked at him.

"Do you want to hear me play the piano?" Xu Jing said.

"Think!" Zhou Xiaoxun's eyes flashed with a hint of brightness, and he said.

Then Xu Jing beckoned the waiter over and whispered a few words in his ear.

After a while, the waiter walked up to him again and nodded.

Xu Jing got up and sat down at the piano, turned his head, glanced in her direction with a smile, and then his slender fingers jumped deftly on the black and white keys, and the beautiful notes of Clayderman's "Autumn Whispers" echoed in the dining room, like the sun shining and the murmuring of water.

His eyes gradually drifted, and Xu Jing saw his former self in a trance, struggling, struggling outward little by little in the dark whirlpool, full of unstoppable loneliness, soaked in countless loneliness, struggling to crawl through the cold watered with helplessness.

When he came to the end, out of the whirlpool, found a trickling stream of gentleness, no need to taste whether the stream is sweet, just listen to the murmuring water, see the reflection in the water, you can dissolve the heart in this warmth, do not need any poetry.

Zhou Xiaoxun supported her cheeks with both hands, quietly listened to the notes between Xu Jing's fingers, her thoughts fluttered, and the simple melody once again brought her into the maple leaf avenue, where the forest was dyed, the red maple leaves fluttered down, and the afternoon sun passed through the maple leaves and branches, and sprinkled obliquely towards her, warm.

The warm autumn sun, the red leaves, the slight breeze, the benches in the maple forest, and the occasional birdsong. In the autumn wind, she sat on the bench, maybe waiting, maybe waiting, maybe expecting.

When the last note fell, Zhou Xiaoxun came back to his senses and looked at Xu Jing who was smiling at her sideways, perhaps, that figure was the world she was waiting, waiting, and looking forward to.