White moonlight, somewhere in my heart, so bright, but so cold, everyone has a sadness, want to hide but want to cover up......

The song was playing on the radio on the table, and Zhang Xinzhe's sentimental singing always made Su Hui sad to listen to it once, she didn't understand how sad the story written in the lyrics was, but what she could know was that the story under such a tune showed infinite sadness. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Tonight's moon is not as bright and cold as the white moonlight, and tonight there is only endless darkness and scattered stars, which seems dark and long, and there is no end to the light.

“…… The white moon shines on both ends of the world, but it is not by your side in your heart, you can't wipe away your tears at that time, and the road is too long to recover and forgive......"

Su Hui sang softly along the radio, a little inattentive, unable to sing Zhang Xinzhe's sad feeling, and could only feel absent-minded from it. She sat at her desk and read Lin Huiyin's book "You Are the April Day in the World", there was a passage in the book, after reading it, she took out the sticky note paper from the drawer and copied it, tore off a heart-shaped sticker and stuck it in the upper corner of the paper, and pasted it on the wall.

-- The passing years are really like water, and they will never return, and the scenery they have seen may be able to come back, but the people who have passed away will never come back. Leave it to your thoughts, except for the occasional wandering in your dreams, the rest of the time is just a trance-like impression.

The first sight of this sentence shocked her heart, and a picture appeared in her mind in a trance.

She instantly remembered the incident in elementary school, it was a long time ago, and apart from the vague shadow of the incident still lingering in her mind, she even blurred the faces of the people in that incident.

I only remember that it was a hot summer, and on the way home from school in the evening, she didn't know what made Su Zhi unhappy, and then Su Zhi angrily shook off her hand and ran quickly and disappeared from her sight. She stood in place and watched her brother run away in a daze before she reacted, and when she chased after her, Su Zhi had already disappeared.

In the end, she couldn't catch up with Su Zhi, she had no choice but to go home by herself, she was still young at the time, and she had just entered elementary school, she was unfamiliar with everywhere, and she couldn't remember the way home. She walked around the streets that evening, every road seemed to lead to the alley where her home was, and every street tree seemed to be the mango tree in the alley with her name and dreams carved into its branches.

Su Hui was carrying a large schoolbag full of textbooks, and walked down the street with a heavy back, looking around because she was still young.

There are a lot of novelties on the road that attract her attention. The old man who is a sugar man is making a sugar man for a child, I don't know if it's Sun Wukong or Guan Yu, an adult on the street is holding a little girl's hand, the girl is eating a mung bean popsicle, Su Hui is greedy, but there is no money in her pocket, she can only swallow saliva all the time, a man in a strange costume drove a wild horse past her, her eyes stared at the tall horse, stunned, it was the first time she saw an animal other than poultry...... These are very vague things, which can only be woven by broken memories and sensitive thoughts.

I only remember that after walking for a long time, she didn't get home, it was a little dark, and she was still stumbling in a small alley, and she couldn't find anything familiar.

Seeing that it was so dark that she couldn't see the dust on the road clearly, she was about to cry. The pace also unconsciously accelerated, the more she walked, the more afraid she would follow behind her, the more anxious she thought about her mother, and finally ran up crying, running through the door of a house, an old man with a face full of years carving, naked upper body covered with age spots sitting on a small bamboo stool smoking dry cigarettes, Su Hui ran past him in horror, he said something, she didn't hear clearly, only knew that when she turned around, the old man stood up and beckoned to her, but as soon as she turned around, she saw a big black dog standing in front of her, The big dog's eyes flashed green under the kerosene lamp in front of the other person's house, and he looked at her with a ready look.

Her footsteps stopped abruptly, and she froze in place, her eyes were thick, and she didn't dare to sob.

The old man walked over slowly and stood behind her to catch the dog, which was a dialect that Su Hui couldn't understand.

The dog was driven away, the old man squatted in front of her and didn't know what to say, she couldn't understand the dialect, she spoke Mandarin at home, she didn't know what the old man was babbling about, she only saw that under the dim light of the kerosene lamp, the old man looked at her with a worried face.

She shook her head, broke free of the old man's hands that looked like ancient branches holding her arms, and ran forward.

Almost every house in the alley has a small yellow bulb or a dim kerosene lamp in front of the door, Su Hui is very tired but doesn't dare to stop, she doesn't dare to look back, she faintly hears what sound in her ears from far and near, she continues to run without stopping, and quickly looks back behind her.

"Squeak-"

"Ahh

"Wow!" Su Hui cried loudly.

She sat on the ground crying as she turned around and collided with a little boy on a bicycle at the prominent fork in the road, and the little boy kept apologizing and reaching out to wipe her tears. She remembered how long she had been crying, how many tears the boy had wiped away for her, only that she had sat in the back seat of his bicycle at the end. At eight o'clock, Su Hui stood at the door of the house with tears in her eyes and knocked on the door.

The final result was that Su Zhi was beaten by her parents, and she was also taught a lesson.

Because she was very young at that time, she was frightened and remembered deeply, Su Hui always remembered this incident, but now she has long blurred what the path to meet the little boy was, what his name was, what the little boy looked like, and whether his voice was as immature as she was at that time. And the old man, is he still alive today? Will he still blow the alley wind in the alley on summer nights and smoke dry tobacco?

These things are just like what Lin Huiyin said in the book, even if you think about it for a long time, you can't resist the flow of years, and in the end you only leave the impression of a trance.

Zhang Xinzhe's white moonlight on the radio was finished, and Faye Wong's dream woke up at this time.

I think of you describing the way you dreamed of heaven, pointing to the distance and drawing house after house, your smirking expression was so honest, all the trust started from that moment......

"You gave me an address to that sky, just because I fell too high and I was bleeding profusely, and returned to the city I betrayed with my wounds, and the only thing that took me in was my own shadow......"

Su Hui continued to hum softly along the radio, lying on the table, "You Are the April Day in the World" was moved to her hand, her eyes staring at a gift box placed in the corner of the table, which was the gift she bought yesterday, a gift for Shen Tyson's victory in the competition. Inside is a wind chime, a blue-white wind chime, as soon as the wind blows, it will make a crisp sound of tinkling Lingling, she fell in love with it at a glance in the jewelry store, but she didn't dare to give it away after buying it.

The first time I gave him something, it was a medicine to cure the fire, and honeysuckle tea made by myself, it has been almost a month, and I still wanted to send him fruit before the game, but Liao Yanyan said that it was very strange, so she gave up.

The gift box has not been wrapped in wrapping paper, but it is packed in a box, Su Hui took out the wind chimes, looked left and right in front of his eyes, and then got up and walked to the window, hung it in the window, and the wind chimes made a small crisp sound during the hanging process, after hanging it, Su Hui pushed open the window, and the cold wind hit, blowing its blue and white body, making a pleasant and crisp ringtone. Su Hui smiled.

"Buckle buckle, buckle buckle."

"Huihui, did you sleep?" There was a mother's voice outside the door, she pushed open the door and leaned in, saw Su Hui standing in front of the half-open window, came over and said, "Don't catch a cold," reached out and closed the window, the pleasant voice gradually stopped, "The wind chimes are so beautiful," she saw the wind chimes Su Hui bought, glanced at them and exclaimed. "Huihui, your father is going to your uncle's house for something, and your mother is going with you, do you want to go to see your grandparents together, you haven't been to see them for a long time, and your grandfather misses you very much."

Su Hui's expression was a little embarrassed, and she said, "But I have to get up early tomorrow to go to school, and I miss my grandparents too." ”

"Then it's okay to go again next time, you and Su Zhi can go over and see your grandparents on the weekend." Su's mother looked at her daughter lovingly, "I'll go with your father, you and your brother will study at home, don't go to bed too late." ”

"Okay." Su Hui nodded.

"Good night." Su's mother stood on tiptoe, Su Hui lowered her head and let her mother's kiss remain on her forehead, she said, "Pay attention to safety on the road." ”

"Okay, get some rest early." Su's mother walked out of the room and closed the door by the way.

Su Hui turned to look at the wind chimes and smiled, a sweet smile. Then he returned to the table and continued to read Lin Huiyin's book.

The on-demand songs of the night column of the radio sang one after another, and after Zhang Huimei's listening to Hai was sung, it was the host's voice that spoke, "The following song was ordered by me, for the end of my ten-year relationship, and for my rebirth in the following decades." Mr. Lu, in the midst of all the scenery that has changed, I only like you. Mr. Lu, after everything is wrong, only I am the same as before. Mr. Lu, Mr. Lu, I can only call you Mr. Lu from now on. ”

The prelude sounded, and it was Mok Wenwei and Zhang Hongliang singing the love of Hiroshima.

Zhang Hongliang sang: You should have rejected me a long time ago, you shouldn't have let me go, give me the story you desire, and leave a name that you can't lose.

Karen Mok's voice then sounded: Time is difficult to turn back and space is easily broken, and 24 hours of love is a beautiful memory that I will never forget in my life......

Su Hui lay on the table, quietly listening to the singing on the radio, sometimes squeaking and hoarse, but there would still be singing.

Every same night, there will always be different people wandering at the crossroads because of the same things, the same feelings for no result, and different decisions made by everyone.

Everyone's story is different, there are similarities, but none of them match perfectly.

The night is like a huge piece of green sand, enveloping people, a black hidden corner, healing or hurting others, all in the endless darkness.