At the other end of the ancient town, Le Yao finally closed the script in her hand, she combed her hair, put on a mask that could hide herself, and left the place where she had just sit, with the crowd, stepping on the light and shadow, walking in the night full of temptation, but she didn't feel how her emotions existed, these years of work have overdrawn her too much, sometimes she feels that finding a lifestyle that suits her is the most difficult thing in the world, In the end, he could only have the ability to turn pain into happiness in desperation

In this way, she came to the end of a road that stretched along the river, and she didn't care about the stains of the world, so she sat casually on a section of the steps by the river that had been trampled by countless people, and watched some of the leaves that had fallen before autumn drifted on the surface of the river.

On the steps on the other side of the river, another woman also sat down so casually, it seemed that they were all impregnated by the casualness of the man's bones, so that they would often ignore the hypocrisy in the real world, and when they wanted to sit down, they would not care how many stains there were on the ground, and when they wanted to stand up, they would not be afraid of their heads

The old man really said to them, "Two girls, please give way to my wife for a while." ”

Jian Wei and Le Yao subconsciously turned their heads, and an old woman who looked a little sick was standing behind them, holding an old insulated box with no color in her hand, it turned out that she was going to use these steps to get on the old man's boat.

Jian Wei and Le Yao each turned sideways to give the old grandmother a space to pass through, and the old woman was about to get on the boat, but was stopped by the old man, and he complained with worry: "Didn't you say that you should not bring me food, this river is damp, you just finished chemotherapy, how can your body and bones eat?"

"As long as I live, I'll give you a day." The old woman said that she wanted to get on the old man's cleaning boat again.

The old man was reluctant to let her go up, and after letting her leave the thermos box, he urged her to leave quickly, and the old woman nagged a few more words, before she reluctantly left The old man looked at her back and complained: "This old woman, when she was young, she was still so strong when she was old."

But when the old grandmother's back completely disappeared on the bank of the river, the corners of her eyes were red, and she wiped away the tears that had been held back for a long time with her rough hands

Alive

Alive

Jian Wei and Le Yao seemed to see a great love, but they were silent, and after comparison, they found that they found how luxurious they lived, they somewhat understood that there is a other half in life who can worry about being alive is the most precious and cherished and love, after all, is just a small love, so it is always full of grievances, unwillingness, expectation, boredom, and never has a fixed form

Le Yao finally said to Jian Wei: "Hehe, if Zhaoyang is the old man who holds the boat, the corresponding old woman will only be Mi Cai, not us, right?"

"Maybe" After thinking about it, Janeway said again: "Not maybe, yes, they must be like this"

"So what we should cherish is the man who is married to us, or is about to marry us, and all nostalgia is only kind and just kind after all"

"Yes, how can we have the luxury of wasting the luck of being alive"

Le Yao nodded, motioning for Jian Wei to finish drinking the rest of the wine in the bottle, to resist the flirting of the night, if they wanted, in this place under their feet, they would see the most beautiful morning sun above the ancient town in the morning five hours later

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