At the beginning of the year, Song Chu wrote a lot of words by himself, and he couldn't write anymore with the long red ribbon, so he stopped writing.

When he took the prayer to tie it, Song Chuchu glanced at Song Yanheng and found that he hadn't started writing yet.

"Why don't you write?"

Song Yanheng looked at her: "What to write?" You show me what you wrote. ”

At the beginning of Song Chu, he did not shy away from it, and showed it to him generously. It is densely written, I hope that I will go well in the college entrance examination, I hope that my family will be healthy, I hope that I will be happy, I hope that I will have meat to eat, and I will sleep lazily every day.

Song Yanheng couldn't say anything, handed the red belt to Song Chuchu and asked her to hang it.

Song Chu took it upside down: "Then hurry up." Then he ran over and tried to put his feet on his feet, and hung the prayer belt high.

Song Yanheng looked at Song Chu's white and slender fingers, which were transparent in the cool winter sun, and lost his mind.

Song ran back at the beginning of the year, curious to see what Song Yanheng had written. Who knows, the red ribbon is still empty.

"Why don't you write?"

Song Yanheng didn't believe this. "There's no need to write about it. I really don't have much to write about. ”

"You don't have any wishes?"

"Can you do it if you write it?"

Song Chu frowned, showed his face randomly, and smiled: "It's not for the sake of being able to achieve it." Have you ever wondered how it would be if we came back next time and saw what we had written? ”

Song Yanheng was surprised that Song Chu could have such a strange idea.

Song Chu saw Song Yanheng's surprised appearance at the beginning of the year, and was even more proud: "Let's do it again." You go somewhere else and leave a wishing card there. The next time I went, I saw it. What kind of mood is it? Must be happy, right? ”

"So, the next time I go out, I'm going to leave a prayer card there."

Song Chu picked up the pen and stuffed it into Song Yanheng's hand: "Write." Write whatever you want. Write whatever you want. ”

Song Yanheng turned his pen for a while and wrote one word: An.

Thinking about it, he is fine with everything. If you can write, that's all you can write.

Song Chu was not satisfied. She also tried to peek into Song Yanheng's heart.

Song Yanheng saw her thoughts at a glance, glanced at her lightly, and went over to tie the belt.

The girl is still young. I don't know how much this one word contains.

But three years later, at the beginning of the Song Dynasty, he sat in a foreign country and looked at the familiar notes. I finally understood the meaning of that word.

Three years ago. Song Yanheng's peace is because he has everything. At that time, she was also by his side.

A year ago, Song Yanheng wrote Ann here because he got the ones he was chasing. However, the extra sentence in the back is because he has a concern in his heart.

Song Chu raised his head, looked at the boss, smiled and said, "Trouble you." Can you get me a prayer card? ”

A brand-new wooden prayer card is placed in hand, and the side. It's a slightly outdated sign with those four words.

Song Chu picked up the pen and wrote the same four words.

The boss smiled and asked, "This person, you must love him very much, right?" ”

"Yes."

Song Chu put his prayer card and Song Yanheng's one back up.

Behind the wooden fence, there is a low fence. Behind is the sea. Dense red prayer plaques flutter in the wind, reflecting the sea and sky behind, and the tranquility makes people want to sleep here.

When Song Chu and a group of people left the teahouse again, the street was already lit up. The red light of the lanterns hanging high reflects the ancient small building, which is beautiful and complex.

"Oh my God, it's beautiful. I've never seen anything like it. ”

"Look, there's a bunch of kids setting off fireworks over there, let's go check it out."

Someone dragged Song Chuchu to run into a pile of children who put hand-cranked flowers. In a small stall, one person was handing out hand-cranked flowers, and many children surrounded him to ask for it.

He smiled brightly and carefully instructed the children: "Be careful, don't get burned." ”

Above his head, two strings of red lanterns. Beside him, there are children with bright fireworks and bright smiles. The bright light hit his face, soft and colorful.

When Song Chu saw his face, he was stunned.

Song Chu's classmates all went to the man to ask for fireworks, and then excitedly ran over to light them and make trouble with a group of children.

Song Chu was forgotten behind a crowd of people, and looked at that person in surprise, letting laughter and fireworks flourish around him.

The man handed her the last few fireworks, looked at the girl's surprised appearance, and laughed at her: "If you don't take it again, you will be robbed." ”

On his face, with a warm smile. It is a warm smile of reunion after a long absence.

Song Chuchu didn't pick up the fireworks, but looked at the man in a daze and called out his name softly. "Sheng Yuan."

Sheng Yuan took Song Chu to a noodle restaurant for dinner, and complained while eating: "I arrived here on my plane a few days ago, and I've been looking for you." I've sent you a lot of messages and phone calls, and you haven't answered. ”

Song Chu saw that Sheng Yuan was eating happily, poured a glass of water for him, and asked, "After coming here, I changed my mobile phone number." The previous social software is also rarely logged in. So, how did you find me? ”

Sheng Yuan picked up his phone, clicked on a page, and gave Song Chuchu: "I pay attention to your dynamics every day." It's been more than a month, and I finally have news from you. ”

On the page, it is the update of the Song Dynasty two hours before the beginning of the year.

A simple picture, two prayer cards, the same four words. There are no superfluous words.

Only on the positioning, it shows the location of Song Chu Chu.

In just two hours, there are already hundreds of comments below.

There were worried inquiries from her little fans, asking her if she had a problem with Song Yanheng and why she went abroad.

and Jiang Yunfei told her to take good care of herself.

At the beginning of the Song Dynasty, I swiped down the comments. The last one, two simple words: don't pronounce.

Song Chuchu looked at those two words and smiled. Laughing and laughing, tears came out.

Sheng Yuan handed over a tissue: "I know, you sent this news to show him." I saw him before I came. I said to him, "I'm coming." He was silent for a moment and said, "That's fine." Then I asked him again, is there anything I want to bring to you? He was silent for a while, and said, No. ”

"He's doing well now. Every day I go to and from work, it's the same as before. I heard my grandfather say that Grandpa Song began to arrange blind dates for him again. If he is free, he will also pass. ”

"You don't have to worry about him, he'll always find the right person again. At the beginning of the year, you should care about you, the girl's family is emotional, and it is not easy to let go. ”

Song Chu took the tissue, wiped away his tears, and smiled. The girl has a plain face and a clean face, and her smile is like the March sun, warm and fresh.

"You don't have to worry about me, I'm fine." (To be continued.) )