I don't seem to have accompanied the two girls so seriously, walking on this street in Hangzhou, the most prosperous and dense crowd, passing by me. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

A gust of evening breeze blew, and they all became a little warm, and the buildings of the city wrapped at least half of the sky.

Yu'er lazily leaned on my arms and told me which store she had been to, where the milk tea tasted better, and where the Korean fried chicken had a crispier texture, "I eat alone in those places, hehe, I said so much, all so that you can take me there in the future." ”

I was a little happy, and a little sad touched Yu'er's head, but she turned her head, I only grabbed the tips of her hair, she suddenly broke free, put her hands behind her back, ran to me quickly, and then grimaced at me, "It's better to choose a day than to hit the day, I'm going to drink this milk tea now, you pay for it!" ”

Qianxiao looked at Yu'er, her eyes moving slightly.

Naturally, I paid for it, "I don't want to drink, I just finished eating, and I laughed at you?" Qianxiao shook her head, "I can't drink it either." "I bought a cup for Yan Yu'er, this guy drank a few sips, and said he couldn't drink it anymore.

"Waste, you're not."

She stuffed the milk tea into my arms, stomped her feet, and chuckled with neat teeth, "I'll waste it, you drink it!" ”

I didn't even ask where Dongfang Yue went, at least such a jade, where can I let go?

At the beginning of the night, I watched her jump up and down, like an elf, walking in the market, walking and stopping, pointing to those small storefronts from time to time, pulling me when I was happy, and having a little temper when I was making trouble.

I don't know what a reserved thing is, but it's just beautiful and exciting.

When we walked through an intersection, on the side of the underpass, there was a singer with a guitar and a slightly noisy sound, who was singing Pu Shu's song, Yu'er stopped me, and we stopped with many pedestrians.

"Some stories haven't been told yet, forget it, those moods have been difficult to distinguish between true and false in the years, now there are no flowers here, fortunately, there used to be your spring, autumn, winter and summer, they are all old, where are they, fortunately, I have accompanied them to open, lalalalala......"

This singer sings very well, very affectionately, the important thing is Pu Shu's songs, I have always liked them, in my elementary school, I heard his birch forest, those flowers, at that time ignorant and ignorant, to now, inexplicably have some feelings.

I didn't want to talk at length, so I did follow Yu'er to enjoy it quietly and hum softly.

At the end of the song, Yu'er glanced at me, "Jiang Ye, you said, if five years later, can I still walk through this street with you?" ”

"Maybe, Yu'er, but, maybe at that time, you had a man who loved you more, and I also flew away in your life." Somehow, after not saying I liked it, my heart became quite calm, and after listening to this song, I was full of melancholy and unknowable.

Yes, five years, five years later, where will Yan Yu'er go, a few months is enough to turn my life upside down, what about five years?

It's enough to settle everything, and although I've always been the one who lives in the present, when you really think about the future? Five years after the unknowable and foggy?

"... Yu'er was silent, she clenched her little fist and waved it vigorously.

"You pig-headed, I won't like other men, let alone five years, it's fifty years, you wait for me, I'm going to pester you for the rest of my life!"

"Are you stupid, do you really plan to be my lover for life?" This is not a joke, but a serious persuasion.

"What's wrong, I'm not happy to be your lover?"

"I'm so wronged by you."

"Cut, instead of casually marrying a man who doesn't know what to do, it's better to follow you, anyway, I'm interested in you now, hehe, when the time comes, pull Xiao Qianqian, and hit Su Rong imperialism w" Lin Qianxiao suddenly laughed.

It's a childish act, but I can't laugh at it.

Yu'er's impulsiveness and freshly dressed angry horses, in the end, will probably be buried by time.

I stepped forward and put a 20 dollar in the singer's guitar case, and he shook it for a moment, then looked at me, "Is it a song?" There are a lot of new songs, and I don't know how to..."

"No, I don't want to order songs, I just think you sing well."

"Pig head, you don't order me, come to a southern girl!"

"This song is a new song, but I just know this ballad." He smiled at us, and then started singing the not-so-popular song, "Southern Girl."

His slightly hoarse voice, with the wind delivering clear and gentle lyrics, Yu'er took my hand and began to walk forward, until he was almost inaudible, just as he sang:

"Southern girl, is it a tall building that obscures your hope, yesterday's rain had drenched her thin shoulders, and the Beidou in the night sky did not let her find the direction of her loss, and she was drying her clothes in the middle of the yard in the sunshine"

Most people are tolerant of folk songs, at least with a poetic feeling, although this poetry is a little pale, although I haven't heard this southern girl before, and I think many of the lyrics are nonsense.

The whole world, the girl and the wine, the dog at dusk, the lonely night sky, the starlight and the bridge, the tavern, the inn, the dream, almost all the ballads have such intentions.

But this is normal, after all, all the masterpieces and classic novels in this world cannot escape human nature, war and love.

At least when I was holding Yan Yuer's hand, listening to this song, I felt a kind of decadent happiness, and I wanted to take her and Qianxiao now and escape the city together, but I knew that I couldn't leave, so I could only find comfort in the lyrics.

Walking downstairs in the Yu'er community, she hooked my neck and kissed me on the lips, warm and unexpected, although many thoughts of resistance and rejection flashed in my heart, but it was also lightning, and I had not pushed her away from her determination and coldness.

Yu'er's lips are still warm and sweet, even in the cold night, you can feel her throbbing and enthusiasm, the tip of her tongue lingers, and there are many words that don't need to be said anymore, which seems to be a kind of proof.

When Yu'er left my lips, she regained that characteristic pride and self-confidence, holding her head high like a victor.

And Qianxiao lowered her head and looked at her feet, quite calm, although I did something terrible in front of her, but I didn't have too much guilt, let alone a whim, kissed Qianxiao's lips, I hugged Qianxiao.

Qianxiao's hand gently tugged at the hem of my shirt, looked at me quietly for a minute, and then turned away.

Then, Yu'er took Qianxiao's hand and walked home.

"Take good care of her."

"Don't worry, after all, I'm just as pathetic as she is." Yan Yu'er smiled.