The wall is full of his favorite photographs, from the Alps to Buenos Aires, from the old man basking in the sun on the street to his favorite girl, and he touches them, his eyes moving with his fingers, his slender fingers resting on the last photo.

The girl smiled like silk, her long black hair fluttered in the air, her right hand raised to brush a handful of hair behind her head, the black trench coat wrapped her slender figure, and the whole person looked like a dazzling star.

Behind her was a Western-style building, and the withered pledge was like an unyielding soul, stretching its teeth and claws into the sky.

For so many years, uninhibited, arrogant, Hu Meiyin.

Gu Ao thought in a daze, he thought, he might have liked her a little bit at that time.

However, when you are young, you always love yourself more.

Wang Xixi had no dreams all night, and after being woken up by the alarm clock, she worshipped the white robe again, like a Christian prayer every day, and it was the white robe that gave her stability and allowed her to really sit back and relax.

But that was only when she was on a high pillow, and without a high pillow, she was still worried.

When Gu Ao's call came, Wang Xixi was already bored waiting at home.

"Dad, Mom, I'm leaving." She hurriedly grabbed the bag on the sofa and said hello to her parents.

"Remember to give us a call."

She slammed Zheng Zhongqin's instructions and shut them in the door.

Is Gu Ao here with Hu Meiyin, what should I do. Wang Xixi's heart went up and down, and his pace couldn't help but slow down.

What should come will always come, she comforted herself, the soldiers will come to block the water and cover the earth, it's a big deal that she doesn't say anything, depending on the reaction of the two of them.

Wang Xixi's heart was crossed, and he walked out of the unit door with a deadly expression.

With a blue coat, a rucksack, and white sneakers, her boy stood crisply across the road.

She walked towards him.

He didn't see her, he tilted his head sideways as if he was looking at something.

She saw that he had a somewhat angular face, his splintered black hair covering a little of his sideburns, and his ears were a little red from the cold.

She walked in front of him, he still didn't turn his face, Wang Xixi was a little curious, what was he looking at, she followed his eyes.

Actually, it's nothing, it's just a dry acacia.

Its branches twisted into the air, like the woods they had seen in the wasteland that evening.

"You're here?" Gu Ao finally found her.

"Hmm." Wang Xixi was eager to ask him what the acacia tree was looking at.

"Let's go." He walked ahead of her, the rucksack behind him swaying slightly with his steps.

"Do you want to know what I look at that acacia tree for?" Gu Ao suddenly turned around and asked her.

Wang Xixi was originally following him, his sudden stop almost made her rush to him, she stumbled, he quickly stretched out his hand and quickly helped her.

"How do you know the way?" That's when she realized what he said.

He slowed down and walked side by side with her, "I just like the way the tree looks, twisted, decadent, uninhibited. ”

"That tree," Wang Sisi paused, "died last year." ”

"Even when I die, I still maintain this posture." Gu Ao didn't seem to hear her words and continued.

Wang Xixi was a little panicked when he heard this, "Okay, what are you talking about?" She grabbed his hand with a very anxious expression, as if she was about to cry.

"I mean trees," he smiled, stroking her hair before taking her hand, "you think I'm going to kill myself?" ”

Like a sword inserted into the softest place in his heart, Wang Xixi was silent, but his hand was still holding his hand.

Gu Ao was a little crying and laughing, "How can I be reluctant to let you go, let it go, I will definitely die later than you." ”

Wang Xixi was even more depressed now, "Are you cursing me to die early?" ”

He took her hand and walked forward lightly, "How can I let you be alone in this world. ”

Wang Xixi raised her head, she originally wanted to say, I can find another man if you die, but looking at his serious side face, this sentence was still not said after all.

She was held by him like this.

Until I saw Hu Meiyin.

She stood across the road, just like that day, the only difference was Gu Ao, who stood beside her.

Hu Meiyin's eyes stared at the hand they were holding together, Wang Xixi shrank and withdrew his hand from Gu Ao's hand, but felt that Gu Ao was holding her hand more forcefully and did not allow her to flinch, just like Song Senran did when he met the two of them last time.

Why did she think of Song Senran at this time, Wang Xixi was a little annoyed, she always thought of the most irrelevant people and things at the most critical moments.

The green light turned on, her hand was held by him, she was carried forward by him like a puppet, when they appeared at the same time, Wang Xixi easily lost the ability to think, and the person who did not have the ability to think was just a puppet.

She just looked at Hu Meiyin blankly, she felt that her eyes seemed to be able to speak, long silky eyes, staring at the hands they were holding together for a while, a little resentful, a little stupid.

Hu Meiyin's eyelids raised, directly past Wang Xixi, and looked at Gu Ao, "Let's go." ”

The tone was exactly the same as Gu Ao's, and the inferiority complex slowly spread from somewhere in his heart, attacking every pore on Wang Xixi's body.

She felt like she was superfluous.

The place to go didn't seem to be very far, and Gu Ao took her on a bus, a five-dollar coin-operated bus.

Wang Xixi was looking at the two people who were silent all the way, there was a strange magnetic field between Gu Ao and Hu Meiyin, she didn't dare to break it, so she didn't ask where they were going.

She felt like she was isolated, they all had their own worlds, but she didn't.

It would be nice if the white robe appeared in front of her at this time, she suddenly thought.

It was a little after half past nine in the morning on the sixth day of the Lunar New Year in 2006, and the sun was shining outside the bus, which made people mistakenly think that spring had come early.

Everything was yellow, dry, withered, and the branches of the eucalyptus trees were spread out in large numbers, but looking at them you could think of the crisp crackling sound that made when they were broken. The road is like human skin, and there is a shortage of water in winter, and when the cars pass by, they are dusty, and they can be seen dancing happily in the sun.

The light and shadow shone delicately on the girl's sleeping face, and her face was serene, as if she had dreamed of something, and the dimples on her cheeks loomed.

The boy who was leaning on her shoulder was motionless, obviously the shoulder of her pillow was sore, but he didn't dare to move, just gently pressed the sore shoulder with his other hand.