After Lin Yuanai and Zhang Lin separated, he drove the car and walked aimlessly along the city of Beijing, everywhere he went, he could remember a past between himself and Li Xiaoxiao, and finally at three o'clock in the morning, when he parked the car at the gate of A, he found that it turned out that this city carried so many past and memories of him and her.

Lin Yuanai looked at the time, it was twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, the door of A University was closed, and the shops opposite the school were also dimmed, as long as the scarce street lamps on the side of the road were dimmed, he sat in the car, his expression was a little trance, looking at the quiet street full of plane trees in front of him, and suddenly he saw the days when he and she walked hand in hand.

Five years...... What a long time, in deep love, it should also be consumed cleanly, in the deep longing, it should also be dissipated empty, but on the contrary, the girl named Li Xiaoxiao, in his heart, is becoming clearer and deeper.

When he gave up, he was so clean and neat, but in fact, he was the most indecisive and difficult to decide to let go.

Lin Yuanai for a long time, only skillfully drove the car forward, and finally he parked the car in front of an apartment, he got out of the car, raised his head, and went up a few floors, and when he counted to the twelfth floor, he stared at the house, and the lights inside were dim.

It was quiet, the shadows of the trees were heavy, the wind was blowing, with a rustling sound, and one or two blue-green leaves, whirling and falling to the ground.

Lin Yuanai thought, how did he come here?

Lee smiled at the house that once was.

He and Li smiled, knew each other to love each other, and then to the house where they stayed together.

In five years, the house is a little dilapidated, and the surrounding environment looks like it, but there has not changed much, but the two people who were once in love have become the most familiar strangers today.

Lin Yuanai took the elevator to the familiar floor, and outside the familiar door, there were no green plants, and there was no such cute bear-headed sign, which read: Please smile.

He took out the key from his pocket, inserted it into the door lock, and found that it could be unscrewed, and he was happy in his heart, so he pushed the door open, touched the wall accurately, turned on the light, and found that the furnishings inside were exactly the same as before, the things were still there, the same and a lot, and even the couple tableware he bought with her were neatly placed on the counter of the open kitchen.

It's just that it looks like no one has lived in it for a long time, and the dust in the house is a little heavy.

Lin Yuanai closed the door, walked in, and found that the green plants in the house were still there, but they had already withered, and the soil inside had formed a hard lump like a stone.

The sheets and quilt covers were still the same as when he left, and even the inner kuku he folded for her were still in place.

He turned around, walked out of the bedroom, came to the kitchen, opened the thermos flask, and saw the soy milk that had already molded and smelled inside.

It turned out that on that day, after he left, she never came back.

Lin Yuanai's heart was filled with indescribable sadness, he walked around the room, turned around again, and then walked back to the bedroom, lay on the dirty chuang, raised his hand, covered the light, and closed his eyes.

It turned out to be a good dream, the deepest sleep he had slept in five years.