The sky was misty and the morning fog was thick. The road from Rengong Township to the county seat is rugged and crooked.

The roads here are very uneven, full of potholes and depressions.

On the left side of the road is a mountain, and on the right side are rows of adult sycamores about 1 meter apart, and the sycamores are like resolute warriors, guarding the road.

Under the plane tree, that is the Qinghe.

Early in the morning, a small, somewhat worn passenger car with passengers stopped on the side of the road.

At this time, the bus was already full, and the car was ready to leave at any time.

Lin Xuewei sat in the penultimate row by the window on the right.

Yoon Yeon-yeon sat next to her.

Liu Xiaodong stood behind her.

A minute later, the car let out a low roar, and then the car started slowly and slowly moved forward.

Lin Xuewei sat in a dilapidated car, looking at the rows of plane trees that kept flashing backwards.

As the car moved forward, Lin Xuewei had to be bumped around.

Her heart seemed to begin to rise and fall rapidly.

She looked at the surface of the Qinghe River, the river was not disturbed, and it was flowing faintly.

There are mountains and rivers, it is very beautiful and beautiful.

It's like a picture of nature.

Although the river seems to be calm, she knows that it is actually turbulent.

Every summer, many people drown in the river for swimming.

Lin Xuewei suddenly smiled bitterly.

The way she is now.

How similar it is to this Qinghe.

She seems to be calm on the surface, but who can know how complicated and chaotic her heart is at the moment.

Looking at the deep blue river, her memory seemed to return to the time when she was in elementary school.

At that time, she was very happy and happy.

There is a simplest, purest happiness.

As long as he is around, she feels that the whole world is beautiful.

She remembered the old maple tree on the playground, and there were some secrets they shared buried underneath.

Every autumn, they would meet to go to the maple grove together, and then go to see the falling maple leaves together.

She flutters under the trees, dancing among the fluttering leaves.

He looked at him silently, silently tender.

"Trace, are we in love like this?"

She always tilted her head and asked him stupidly.

At that time, she was still young and did not understand the definition of love.

In fact, until now, she still hasn't understood what true love is.

"Well, sort of."

He always pretended to be careless, and always answered without care.

"Isn't it all like that on TV?"

Yin Xingchen smiled.

Smile very sincerely!

Love?

Does he understand?

"Are we going to be together forever?"

Whenever this happens, she always asks stupidly.

"Yes. And we're going to have many, many more children. ”

Yin Xingchen smiled playfully, and smiled very sincerely.

"Isn't it all like that on TV?"

"That's all fake. Who gave birth to you! Giving birth to a baby can be painful. ”

She was very reluctant on her lips, but her heart was extremely sweet.

"Then forget it."

He said indifferently.

It looks like it doesn't matter.

"No, I want, I want."

She was in a hurry.

The face is flushed and red.

"Haha, didn't you say it would hurt?"

He laughed thief, laughed when the conspiracy succeeded.

"But for you, I'm willing!"

She looked up, innocent.

Looking back now, I was really stupid and innocent at that time.

Until now, she doesn't quite understand how she can talk about having children at a young age.

Maybe it's really because she's young, so she can blurt out a lot of things, and if she were asked to talk about these topics now, she probably wouldn't even think about it.

“。”

The car brakes suddenly.

Lin Xuewei couldn't help but fall forward.

Her memories were interrupted like this.

Liu Xiaodong rushed over with an arrow and quickly supported her.

Due to the inertia of the car, he nevertheless took a sharp step forward.

His face was ugly, and he said nervously, "Are you okay?" ”

"It's okay, it's fine."

Lin Xuewei smiled apologetically.

Then a happy smile appeared on his face.

Because she remembered the marks again.

Liu Xiaodong's face was pale, and his heart was bitter.

He knew that she had never had him in her heart, but he just wanted to protect him, even if it was death, he would feel that it was worth it.

…… The past is always good, happy without a hint of sadness.

Even after many years, it is still very sweet and beautiful.

But.

The only difference is that the thing is still the same thing, but it is different.

The person may still be the same person.

But will his heart still be the same heart?

The past is unbearable, and personnel are long gone.

Memories are good, but always sad.

Just like watching an epiphany at night, the epiphany blooms very happily, but at the moment when it withers, people will inevitably not be sad.

The car started again, Lin Xuewei closed her eyes, and memories resurfaced in front of her.

Missing, like an undefeated flower, the longer you live, the more gorgeous and brilliant she will be.

It opens in the deepest part of everyone's heart, and it is always there when you need it.

But its appearance will always make people very sentimental.

Exploiting your soul.

Missing, and painful.

Because sometimes you miss someone every day and every night.

Every time you miss him, you may be able to see him, but unfortunately you, you can never touch him.

He is just a phantom of you, a shadow of your thoughts.

Invisible, ethereal.

During the first summer vacation of his departure, during this time of the summer vacation.

It was the hardest time for her.

At first, she locked herself in her room all day and all night, crying secretly.

… Later, she began to keep a diary.

Write every day, write without stopping.

turned his thoughts and hatred into words and engraved them in the book.

… Later, writing and writing, she realized that she didn't actually hate him.

It's just that his sudden, abrupt farewell, made him sad and a little unacceptable.

In the days without him, every day was such a habit.

In the end, she buried him in her heart.

She said: No matter what, he is the most concerned and important person in my heart.

… She thought she could really keep him in her heart and miss him forever.

But later she realized that she was wrong.

The beauty of imagination is always shattered by reality.

As long as there was any news about him, she would be distraught.

This mood is like a poem she has ever seen.

thought it was a dream of happiness, but the depths of the thought were frosty.

In the next life, I wish to know things, and I will not reincarnate again.

If love makes people miserable, and I want to be a scarecrow in the next life, if I don't have a heart, I won't understand what love is, and I won't have so much pain, which can be used to remember.

Yin Yanyan sat next to Lin Xuewei and remained silent.

In the car, she closed her eyes and barely opened them.

Her thoughts were also chaotic, complicated, and complicated.