On the streets of different places, when you meet on a narrow road, should you say hello or how to miss it?

Mo Huaiyuan knew that it was absolutely impossible to miss it, because this little woman stared at him directly, her crystal clear eyes were full of bloodshot and light, and she remained motionless in place, and the breath in her mouth stopped.

He raised his hand and took another deep puff of his cigarette.

Z City is not the closest city to Kyoto, three or four hundred kilometers away, the heavy snow closes the city and the highway stops, how can she find here.

But after experiencing the night before, Mo Huaiyuan's thoughts were contained by a tearing pain when he thought of this, and he no longer followed the habitual thinking to think about how she came here, how difficult it was, and how moved he should be.

The slightest wisp of pain that exploded in his chest spread to his limbs, and he walked over slowly and glanced at her: "How did you come here?" ”

His slightly cold eyes no longer had the kind of indulgence and love that he had when he looked at her in the past years, only indifference and coldness.

"Go and accompany the person you should accompany, I don't need it anymore, and you can't give anything, what's the matter, come to answer me?"

An Ran stubbornly tilted his head, his neck was slightly sore, and he looked at the changes clearly, it felt as if the knife was gently scratching his heart, the dermis was broken, and the pain was piercing into his life one by one.

The snow is still falling.

Her throat suddenly choked, she lowered her head, her hand gently stretched out and grabbed his thin clothes, pinched it, only the hard material in it didn't even touch the softness of cotton wool, An Ran's eyes were hot, leaned over, and gently pressed her forehead against his arm.

The whole body trembled violently.

I don't know, I thought he was bullying her again.

Mo Huaiyuan's face was gloomy, staring at the direction where she came from, a series of lonely footprints, he raised his hand and continued to smoke, frozen and motionless.

Needless to say, how ruthless he is, after all, the feeling she gives him now is already, and it can't be so good.

……

In a small cramped hotel, the room on the dark side is dim when the lights are not turned on, and you can't see anything.

An Ran tripped over the threshold when she entered the door, but she still followed the figure of the person, groping her way in, she had night blindness, and he didn't help her, so she stared straight at the silhouette of the tall figure in the dark, kept staring, and followed him in.

I didn't dare to blink my eyes, I didn't dare to blink any matter how astringent, I was afraid that in such a blink, it would be a dream, and he would disappear again.

Smoke rose from the dark air.

An Ran knew that he was choking, but he still took two deep breaths, inhaled the feeling of coughing alive, and pressed it into his lungs.

The lights are on.

An Ran was stunned by the light, and when she opened it, she saw the depression of the house, the hotel environment is good, but the house is older for a long time, and she didn't even see a travel bag in the small hotel, only him.

There are a lot of small advertisements on the ground. Scenario 1. The kind of night or something, with all kinds of pictures on it, mobile phone numbers.

An Ran's eyes were astringent, he held on to the door, and kicked out all those small advertisements, not going out, and not daring to come in.

With a "squeak", the cabinet in the room opened.

A brand new towel was thrown out.

When Mo Huaiyuan did this, he felt hateful, he didn't look at her, and said in a low voice: "Wipe the snow on your body, clean up, and go out to help me bring the door." If you want to rush back a year ago, you can also bring a message for me and tell him that I am not dead, I am still alive. If you are worried that I will trouble him, be more guarded, and this fear is not entirely unreasonable. ”

An Ran could hear the faint hint in his words, his heart trembled slightly, took the towel, and wiped his slightly wet face.

The moment her face was covered in the disinfectant towel, she almost cried when she smelled an unfamiliar smell.

"I'm not here to see you and then bring back the message, I'm here to find you."

She said calmly with a hoarse feeling in her voice after crying, looking at him with red and bright eyes, "I came to find you, that is, where you go in the future, where I follow, it doesn't matter anywhere." ”

Mo Huaiyuan's body stiffened slightly, closed the cabinet door, and turned his face to look at her.

It is still this silhouette that most resembles him, occupying the memory of almost all of her life, the most familiar, the most difficult to part.

She watched, her eyes staring at him as she approached.

His expression was slightly depressed, his eyes were cold and ruthless, he stood still, because of many years in the army, his body was still straight and straight, which made people palpitate, and his eyes when he lowered his eyes to look at her were like cold swords.

"You know that?"