"Why are you thanking me?"

"Thank you for talking so much with me. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

"Hey, what's there to thank you for!" I scratched my head a little embarrassedly, "It's just small talk, to pass the time." ”

"For you, maybe it's just small talk, but for me......" Summer stopped and didn't continue.

"What's wrong?"

"Not really." She smiled, "Anyway, thank you." ”

Although I didn't finish the summer sentence, I could already guess what she was trying to say.

As I said in the first half of the sentence, what just happened to me was really just a small talk, just to pass the time and deepen my understanding of the summer, nothing more.

But for summer, it's not just small talk, but more like talking, releasing the emotions that have accumulated in your heart with your own heart.

Although she didn't reveal everything hidden in her heart in the conversation just now, at least the long-pent-up feelings got a certain amount of catharsis, more or less, and won herself a little respite.

"Okay, don't talk about those useless things, hurry up and close your eyes and rest."

"Hmm." Summer answered, then closed her eyes.

Maybe it's because I haven't slept all the time, and I'm really too tired, but not long after I closed my eyes in the summer, I heard her snoring in my ears.

Actually, her snoring was very soft, but the room was so quiet that my ears could catch her snoring so easily.

Seeing that Summer had fallen asleep, I leaned back on the couch boredly and began to think back to what I had just chatted about.

At the same time, my eyes wandered restlessly around the room, trying to find something interesting to pass the boring time that followed.

The gaze finally stopped on the summer desk. It was a small desk against the wall, and on top of it there was a two-tiered shelf, the tiny kind.

Due to their small size, there are not many things on the shelves, with a few magazines on the upper level and a box on the lower level.

The box is not big, the length and width are only larger than an ordinary book, and the thickness is probably thicker than two Xinhua dictionaries.

The box is entirely silver, as if it was made of metal. The box has a beautiful carved texture, which looks very delicate and beautiful.

I became interested in the silver box, turned my head to look at the sleeping summer, and then got up from the couch and walked lightly towards the desk.

I walked to the desk, took the silver box out of the lower shelf, held it in my hand, weighed it with both hands, and found that it was not heavy, and it seemed that what was placed in it was not a valuable jewelry.

What's in this box? This piqued my interest and my curiosity began to run wild.

But just as I couldn't wait to open the box, I found that the silver box was locked.

Where the lid is opened, there is a four-digit combination lock. If you want to open the box, you must dial the correct password.

The appearance of this combination lock made me feel very depressed. Although this level of lock can be forcibly opened with brute force even if you don't dial the password, it is difficult to restore it after it is opened. At that time, when I wake up in the summer and see that I have opened the box, will I still have a way to live?

Unsatisfied curiosity is one of the most depressing things in life.

But fortunately, my brain is not too stupid, and after staring at the four-digit password for a while, I thought of the four numbers that might be the password.

I put down the box in my hand, turned around and picked up the summer bag, carefully took the wallet out of it, then opened the wallet, took out the ID card, glanced at the summer birthday, and carefully put the wallet back in the bag.

Picked up the box again, took Summer's birthday as the password, dialed down the four numbers 0705, and then heard a "click", and the box automatically popped open a crack.

The facts have once again taught us not to use our birthday as a password, which is really similar to not having a password.

I gently opened the lid and looked towards Summer before looking inside, and only after making sure she was still sleeping soundly did I move my eyes to the box.

I saw a diary with a pink cover, and I reached out and pulled it out of the box. The whole process is extremely careful, for fear of making a little noise, which will wake up the sleeping summer.

After taking out the diary, I didn't have time to look through it before I was attracted by another item in the box. It was a beautiful little photo album, very beautiful, and it immediately caught my eye.

I had to put the diary in my hand on the table, and then reached out and took out the small photo album.

I held the small album in my hand, a bit like a rare treasure, and after staring at it for a few seconds, I carefully opened it.

On the first page of the small album, there are no photos, only a ticket stub for a train ticket. "Departure station: Ningbo South Railway Station, date: July 5, 2010" is the information left on the ticket stub.

At the bottom of the train ticket, there is a narration written in a colored pen in summer: "Thank you for the gift you gave me, I will treasure it forever!" ”

It turns out that this train ticket is the return ticket that the man bought for the summer back then, this girl is inevitably too serious, right? I really can't understand that an ordinary train ticket can be used as a treasure to collect.

I could only smile helplessly at the train ticket, and then casually flipped to the second page.

The second page finally has a photo, but it's just a man's back.

Summer's narration to this photo of the back reads: "When you see you again, you have forgotten me, or you have never remembered me." Still, I'm glad that at least I left your back behind when you disappeared from my sight. ”

The narration is well written, but I can't understand this feeling of summer, so I can only sneer and look back at the photo.

"Scumbag! Rotten people! Playing cold girl, I look down on people like you the most, garbage! I silently spit on the back of the man in the photo.

After a few words, I suddenly felt that something was wrong, why did the back in this photo look a little familiar, as if I had seen it somewhere?

So, I took it closer to my eyes and looked at it carefully, before I recognized the back in the photo.

Isn't the back in this photo just me? To be precise, isn't it me when I was Ling Feng?

My head was instantly clouded, as if someone had struck me with a stick. The whole brain is now buzzing, all brain functions are starting to be abnormal, and the brain is no longer able to work properly.