They were all too familiar with the asphalt road, and they walked one after the other, he walked in front and she walked behind.

The snow grew heavier and flew all over the sky and fell on their heads, shoulders, and shoes.

I can't say what it felt like, it was as if time had been frozen, and they were all back to the time they were seventeen.

The girl was wearing a Nanhua school uniform, her long hair reached to her waist, her black hair fluttered in the wind, her steps were brisk, her leather shoes made a crackling sound on the asphalt road, and her knee-length skirt was slightly rippling.

"Yanran, wait for me." A boy who was also wearing a Nanhua school uniform said to the girl's back, with a smile on his face, crooked eyes, and the sun was shining, like a rising sun, full of fresh energy.

Hearing the boy's words, the girl's footsteps paused slightly, and she turned around and made a mischievous grimace at him: "Stupid Xuanmu, hurry up!" ”

"Hey...... Who do you say is stupid? You say one more, you say another one, do you believe me or not...... Believe it or not, I kiss you! The boy said poorly, quickened his pace and chased after the girl, and then caught the girl in his arm in three or two strokes, making the girl's face red.

"Death Xuanmu, let go of me, let go quickly!" She was a gentle and lovely, tender girl, but at this time, the boy treated her like her own brother, holding her arm between her arms, looking slightly angry, not to mention how embarrassed she was.

"If you don't let it go, you won't let it go! Come, give me a kiss, kiss one and I'll let you go. The boy said arrogantly, raising his mouth high, but he was pinched by the girl in the waist, and the boy who was in pain broke out in a cold sweat......

Two young figures are playing and joking in the snowy winter, and the laughter is mixed with a hint of providence.

It's as if they've been infected. His solemn expression gradually soothed, and the corners of his mouth lifted slightly. There was a vague smile.

Yanran quietly followed behind him, looking at everything familiar and unfamiliar around her. The heart seems to have been rubbed and rubbed, pinched and rubbed, pain but with a hint of sweetness, sad but with a little joy, the sealed memory seems to be cracked, something seems to be emerging from it little by little, making her a little at a loss.

"Xuanmu ......" she called his name, but he didn't seem to hear it, and large snowflakes fell on his silver-white hair. Like a wandering lonely soul, bleak and miserable.

She stood in place, just looking at Xuanmu who was drifting away, and suddenly regretted that she shouldn't have brought Xuanmu here.

I only felt that the whole world of white flowers seemed to be covered by a layer of fog, and there were crystal tears sliding down my cheeks and dripping on the asphalt road paved with white snowflakes.

Don't cry! Say yes and don't cry.

She took a deep breath, wiped her tears with her hands, and trotted to catch up with him in front of her.

"Xuanmu ......," she wrapped her arms around him from behind. But he was forbidden to speak, made a shushing motion, and whispered: "Look at them, how happy they are." ”

Yanran looked in the direction he was pointing. But it was empty, and there was no one but the two of them on the entire asphalt road.

But she still smiled, her eyes bitter and sad. But he smiled: "Well, they are the happiest people in the world." It's just that they didn't know it at the time. She wrapped her arms around him tightly and rested her head on him. Holding his hand tightly, her fingers interlocked, and the corners of her eyes glistening with tears, she sniffed, trying not to let the tears flow.

This asphalt road has appeared in her dreams countless times, recording all the joys, sorrows, sorrows, sorrows, sorrows, sorrows, sorrows, sorrows......, sorrows, sorrows,

Unexpectedly, one day, when they came back here and looked back on the past, every scene and scene at that time became the happiest moment.

How strange it was, she had cried, made trouble, and quarreled for him, but now she seemed to have forgotten it all, as if someone had taken an eraser to remove the pain one by one, and now she can remember the most beautiful and happy things, as if all the sorrow had never happened.

They walked along the road until they came to a very remote corner, a small building that was somewhat dilapidated.

Almost at the same time, a faint smile tugged at the corners of both of their mouths.

It's a drama club.

Pushing open the door, the smell of cold and mold came to his nostrils, just like the smell of dusty memories when he first treated her here.

The bulletin board was covered with a layer of dust, and the broken spider web shook in the cold wind, and a small black dot in the web was particularly eye-catching, the dried corpse of the spider.

Xuanmu and Yanran froze in place at the same time, tears filled with tears, memories surging like a flood, the tip of their hearts seemed to be scraped with a knife, and the stinging pain was unbearable as if they were pricked with a needle, and it seemed that someone had gently scratched it with a feather, itching, and with a hint of joy.

Several old photos are glued to the bulletin board, and in the photos several young men and girls in costumes are sitting on the ground, as if they are talking about extremely interesting topics, smiling brightly.

He sat on the far left, with heavy makeup on his face and wearing retro women's clothes, looking a little scary, but his smile was very contagious, it turned out that he had laughed like this before.

Yan Ran sat on the far right, snuggling up with Xia Mo, her eyes narrowed into a slit, and the smile was leaning back and forth, Yun Hai was sitting next to Xuan Mu, putting her hand on his shoulder, and was talking, with a wicked smile on the corner of her mouth.

They failed in a performance of the drama club, this photo was taken when they sat on the stage in frustration after the audience left the stage one after another, and they remembered that they were a little lost and a little sad, but they didn't know that they had smiled so brightly.

There is also a photo of the four of them sitting on the roof of the building, the red curtain with the smell of laundry detergent shimmering in the sun, they sit in a row barefoot, looking at the blue sky talking and laughing, their faces are full of youthful colors, simple and pure.

This is the cleaning of the drama club, Yanran insisted on taking off the curtain and washing, so several people stepped on a bunch of foam in the basin with bare feet in the early autumn sun, she remembered that Xia Mo hugged her tightly from behind, leaned her head on her shoulder, and smiled heartily and movingly.

Remember, Xia Mo said that Xuanmu's leg hair was too long, and he had to pluck his leg hair......

There is only one person who takes these photos, the chubby president named Gao Shuai, and the boy who stumbles as soon as he gets on stage, and he always likes to hide in the corner and take pictures of them secretly with a camera.

When he graduated from high school, Gao Shuai posted the photo here, because with Yanran's death, even he didn't dare to remember it, so he left the bits and pieces of memory here forever.

Time is like water, silently flowing in life, you think you have forgotten many things, but you don't know that in fact, it has already melted into the blood and bones, and you have hidden it in the corner. (To be continued.) )