The woman let out a long sigh and woke up from a distant memory, with faint tears hanging from the corners of her eyes.

"What's wrong with me? Tears in front of a child! ”

She wiped the corners of her eyes vigorously and smiled a little bitterly.

"Her name is Liu Mengyun, right?"

"How do you know!"

The woman's body shook suddenly, and she stared at Kang Yan with surprise on her face.

"There are names here."

Kang Yan opened the inside page of the book and pointed to the names on it, and three delicate pen characters were delicately snaking on the yellowed paper.

"I see."

The woman breathed a sigh of relief, and tears fell suddenly.

"This is your name."

Kang Yan asked lightly as he pointed to the name hovering in the other corner.

"She always says my words like a boy."

The woman took the book and gently rubbed the words "Liu Mengyun".

"Her handwriting is always so beautiful, as reserved and dignified as a person. That year, we were playing in a small town in the south of the Yangtze River, and when we heard the news of Sanmao's death, we hugged each other in the canopy boat and cried, and she ran all over the town in the moonlight before she bought it in a bookstore on the corner of the street that had time to close. ”

The woman closed the book, her eyes full of wistfully rubbing the rough cover, and her thoughts were full of thoughts.

"Then why don't you keep it and give it away?"

The doubts in Kang Yan's heart were like a thick cloud of smoke, entangled and could not be dispelled.

"What's this?"

The woman's voice suddenly rubbed into a little weird.

"It's time for you to go home, take this book with you!"

Kang Yan took the book, took out the crumpled banknote from his pocket, and put it in front of the woman's stall.

"If you don't tell me the reason, please accept the money and sell me the book."

Kang Yan raised his head and looked at the woman with a stubborn expression.

The woman raised her eyebrows slightly, lowered her eyes to look at the child in front of her, and laughed amused by his serious appearance.

A gust of wind blew, and the banknotes stuck to the ground and crawled away. Kang Yan hurried forward, chasing the flying banknotes.

When he caught the banknote and turned around, he found that there was no woman under the plane tree.

The night was miserable, Kang Yan stood under the orange street lamp for a long time, the soft light fell from the top of his head, and on the yellowed pages, the three words "Chen Luosi" sprouted a pair of huge tentacles in his pupils.

"Kang Yan, I hope that I can be like Sanmao, to love someone thoroughly, and then wander with my dreams."

On the bench by the sea, Qi Yue always bit Kang Yan's ear and whispered.

She originally just liked Qi Yu, the voice of the top of the sky, the ethereal wandering thoughts, the poet-like sadness, and the fresh and bright temperament...... All made her young and deeply fascinated.

However, when she found Sanmao's shadow in Kang Yan's schoolbag, she couldn't extricate herself with him and fell into a long-term infatuation.

Kang Yan's schoolbag, no matter when and where, will contain a book of three cents. Whether it's KFC by the square or PizzaNut on the side of the road, Kang Yan always likes to sit by the window, pull out the yellowed book, and slowly chew the food on the plate, while turning the pages slowly.

Qi Yue always plugged her headphones and sat quietly beside her, closing her eyes and enjoying the sunlight outside the window and the fragrant fries in the paper bag.

When they're in a good mood, they'll rent a two-person bike in the plaza and ride from Hobsons Bay around the Ring Sea Drive all the way to Beaumaris Bay, where the oncoming sea breeze fills the smiling lines with the scent of cháo water.

is so unrestrained, the sky is high and the sea is wide, and it is six years in a flash.

On the eve of learning the news of returning to China, Qi Yuegang discussed with Kang Yan that he would travel to the Blue Mountains in western Sydney after the TEE exam. Although he has lived in Australia for six years, the trip to the Blue Mountains can only linger in Qi Yue's dreams, although he has always remembered the promise to Qiao Yue, and time is always a sharp dagger, scraping the memory from the depths of the bone marrow little by little, inch by inch, even if the pain is irresistible.

Even though they knew each other's emotions well, in the long and short six years, they never crossed the blurred line between warp and weft. Friends or lovers, even they don't know themselves, the relationship is more hazy than friends, but there is a little less ambiguity than between lovers, maybe it is more appropriate to call it a confidant, but when Kang Yan realized this word, the distance had already blocked them on both sides of the equator.

"Kang, even if one day you don't remember what I look like, don't forget my name, this is my only request to you."

Qi Yue, who was at the boarding gate, suddenly thought of the back seat of Kangyan's bicycle, the coast under the blue sky and white rì, and the faint fragrance of lavender emanating from Kangyan's back...... Although she didn't want Kang Yan to see her vulnerability, she couldn't hold back her tears.

originally wanted Kang Yan to unload the burden on his heart and return to China easily, but he didn't expect to say goodbye without sentimentality in the end.

Her horror and trepidation could no longer be concealed from the moment she stepped into the airport hall. In her and Qiao Yue's story, the cruelty and ruthlessness of time have long eaten into her skin, leaving shocking scars.

Kang Yan's return to China is irreversible, nǎinǎi, who has been sick in bed for a long time, rì Si Ye is looking forward to the return of her grandson, how can she be missing the only grandson under her knees before she goes.

In addition to the concern of the elderly, the parents who have not met for six years are also worried about Kang Yan, who lives apart, although they know the love of their younger brother's family for Kang Yan, but after a long time, it will inevitably cause trouble to others, besides, he will come back sooner or later. They have to plan for their future, the years are unforgiving, every time they see the new white hair on their foreheads in the mirror, they will miss Kang Yan a little.

Kang Yan naturally understood this, but when she saw Qi Yue's sad face, she suddenly felt that the reality was hasty and unfair. In the past six years, Qi Yue has always brought her joy and relaxation, even in his sleep, he has never imagined Qi Yue's sad appearance.

"Be strong, Qi Yue, I'll be back!"

He forcibly endured the twitching in his heart, held up Qi Yue's eyes, and said with a firm expression. Although, he knew how slim it would be to fulfill that promise.

"Kang Yan, it turns out that you will cry too!"

Suddenly, Qi Yue burst into tears and laughed, clenching Kang Yan's hand tighter. He was finally willing to lie to himself, even when he was about to leave, at least he cared about himself. There was a faint rush of joy in her heart. It's just that why this kind of late lie refuses to come early, if so, even if she is crushed, she will cross that line without hesitation and accompany him. A strong melancholy diluted the joy that had just sprung up.

"I didn't ...... Not...... Who said I shed tears! ”

Kang Yan wiped the moist corners of his eyes as he pursed his mouth and muttered. Thinking of Melbourne's farewell, there was little chance of meeting each other, and Kang Yan's heart was like a thousand ants. He had never faced a person so sadly, and Qi Yue, who was vivid and real in front of him, was about to be separated by a few hours later, and he bit his lower lip at a loss.

Those fragments of memories that once thought they were happy and wonderful are now like a dagger with a sharp handle, accompanied by the sound of whistling time, piercing through the bottom of the sentimental brain.

He gripped Qi Yue's thin palm again, and after a moment it suddenly let go, and he turned around fiercely and strode towards the gate.

Kang Yan's tears poured down with a "whoosh" and fell on the scarf that Qi Yue had knitted for him, soaking a large area.

Qi Yue stood firmly in the lobby, until Kang Yan's thin figure disappeared into the boarding gate, only to realize that he had cried into tears at some point.

It turns out that six years of qiē, whether it is the joyful Qi Yue or the beautiful Australian scenery, is just a long illusion, and it can't withstand the invasion of time after all.

Thinking of this, the corners of Kang Yan's eyes once again overflowed with tears, and they fell to the lawn under his feet.

"You were so sad and weeping before you boarded the plane."

Kang Yan turned his head and stared thoughtfully at his dark blue eyes.

"You know that, too?"

"Not only do you know, but—"

Blue Pupil's words suddenly paused, and he looked up at the center of the lake, the ripples glowing with a charming luster in the starlight.

Kang Yanping breathed low, penetrated the jīng god throughout his body, and listened attentively.