The morning sun is the same, but the air has been flooded with cold waves and gradually heavier. Ye Xiang, who had been sleeping here all night beside the fountain, was finally taken by the cold, opened his eyes, and couldn't help but be smart.

The street has not yet succumbed to the hurried figures, and the clarity and tranquility have become the epitome of the city.

However, this is no better for Ye Xiang's chaotic mood, such as the evening drum and morning bell can refresh people's hearts, but this occasion can make people sort out their mixed thoughts and sober up.

Lin Xi'er's departure is something he can't change, of course, if he insists on stopping it, maybe he can.

But so what?

Let her stay in this sad city for her own sake?

Go with her?

But will this be a pressure on her?

Letting go may be good for both of you.

Wouldn't it be nice to let her be alone and quiet?

It's time for you to be quiet, right?

'Under the eaves, the water is like a drain, and the clothes are not ......' is still the moving melody, but it has become a single sacrifice.

Lin Xi'er had already resigned from her job a few days ago, during which in order to avoid the embarrassment when she met Ye Xiang, she even just submitted her resignation letter and left before she even packed her things.

Ye Xiang said that he would send her on the day she left, but Lin Xi'er didn't plan to let Ye Xiang do it.

If you're leaving, why bother with something?

Who is it bad to leave quietly?

Ke Fan, Zisu, and Ye Xiang, it may be better to become their own past, and they have become their past.

Facing Ye Xiang, I really don't know how to accept it.

Admitting the fact that she lost Ke Fan, Lin Xi'er can do it with a smile, but she can be relieved that she no longer cares, it is still difficult to do it, let alone fall in love with someone else?

She has always regarded Ye Xiang as a sworn enemy, a friend, and a sworn friend, but she has never sublimated to the point of love.

It's time to leave in the afternoon, and it's time to leave the place where you have buried yourself for so many years.

Be happy, Lin Xi'er!

It's a pity that such words of relief are more like sarcasm to herself, so Lin Xi'er can't be happy at all, she is smiling and tears are rolling in tears.

In this room, the home that he built with Ke Fan at the beginning, looking at the familiar one, Lin Xi'er seemed to see those two happy figures again.

One is herself, the other is Ke Fan, she and he will discuss all kinds of trivial matters every day, but there will never be quarrels, these can almost be said to be happy things for them to talk about.

Sometimes they can dwell all night over the good or bad of a TV show.

Sometimes for a cup that Lin Xi'er lost herself, when they couldn't find where they wanted to use it, they would question each other.

Although Lin Xi'er put it in an inconspicuous corner many times, she would never admit that it was her fault, of course, even if she admitted Ke Fan, she would not say anything, but she still had to rely on Ke Fan.

Ke Fan only shook his head secretly and smiled silently.

Sitting on the balcony, watching the sun fall aimlessly on the earth, fluttering on your body.

It was a warm sun, but Lin Xi'er didn't feel the slightest warmth.

The wind was silent, kissed the ear, itchy, just like yesterday.

Oh, goodbye, city.

Farewell, balcony, farewell, a qiē in the house.

The moment the door was locked, Lin Xi'er suddenly felt a lot more relieved, and her mood had never been so calm.

The sky was so blue, Lin Xi'er put on sunglasses, turned around with his luggage and raised his eyes, but he was stunned, he didn't know when he had been waiting at his door for a long time......