He ran over and snatched the faucet of her car, "Come on." The voice was stiff, like mud that could not be dissolved, blurred and thickened.

She stood silently for a while, and then sat in the back seat.

Then, I saw him skillfully get into the car and take her to school.

She knew that he knew how to ride a motorcycle, so should he know how to use a bicycle first, or would he know how to use a motorcycle first?

Suddenly, the eyes are hot, and the streetscape on the street is blurred... Da...

This was the first time she sat in the back seat of his bicycle, it was a clear and refreshing morning, under the clear blue sky, his new white coat was in the wind, and the fragrance of wild chrysanthemums with laundry detergent was faint, but all this made her feel dizzy, and the moment the bicycle accelerated, she even had the urge to vomit.

This stems from last night's reckless drinking, and she is not a good drinker in the first place.

However, all the pain and discomfort will pass, just like those glass shards piercing into her body, they will be picked out one by one, the wound will be stitched up, and eventually a scar will be formed.

She touched the scar under her left arm, and it was just a mark on her skin, and there was no pain......

Since that day, life has finally returned to the surface of normal, the reason why it is said to be normal on the surface is because Xiao Yiting never called people to come to the house to carnival like before, and the family finally returned to Qingming, but she and him never spoke again......

It wasn't her deliberateness, but that he became more and more silent......

Their eyes will never touch each other again, living under the same roof, but living in their own worlds.

He would ride her to school, but she would just sit behind him and never put her hand around his waist. They would sit together and listen to the lecture as before, and he would no longer sleep, so earnestly that he would not squint, nor would he look at her beside him; Even if they ate together, it was just a meal, and after eating, he went back to his room, sometimes the door was closed, sometimes the door was open, and he was in it or reading a book, or playing a game, and he didn't deliberately hide it from her.

And that game, she never played online......

As for the friends he made later, Xiao Mi and the like, she didn't know if he was still in touch with them, or maybe he was, he was a person who valued affection, but he never appeared under her nose again......

Her stitches were removed more than ten days later, and sure enough, she left several scars. Two on the arm, one under the ribs, and ...... The one on the outside of the left breast is the longest......

Xiao Yiting only saw the one on her arm, but his eyes swept over her body, and he should have guessed what kind of scars were under the cover of her clothes......

She heard him ask the doctor if such a scar could be cosmetic, but she got up and came out without listening to the doctor's answer, and he naturally chased after him, and the topic was exposed by her......

Autumn is getting deeper, Mu Chuan is about to go to Yunnan, before leaving, Ye Qinghe went to his house for class on the last night, and on the way home from class, he received a phone call from him.

It was the first phone call between them since that day.

She answered, and he asked her what her account and password were for the game.

She was stunned, in fact, he had asked her account a long time ago, and she didn't say it because she didn't want him to know that she was a wind lotus, and now, he knew everything, although she still didn't know where she had gone wrong for him to see, but there was no point in continuing to keep it secret......

It's just that this account ......

She hesitated for a moment, and finally said, "The account number is...... Pinyin yiyifenghe, the password is pinyin and the number erge250......"

It was originally a very funny password, but now, it's not funny at all......

There was a pause and said, "Got it." ”

Then the call was disconnected......

She rode her bicycle for a while, and the night wind wafted the fragrant fragrance of osmanthus flowers, and the place where she stopped was the place where she passed by the osmanthus tree when she was a freshman, and she helped him who was drunk......

It's another mid-autumn solstice......

Running over the ground and falling layer after layer, she headed in the direction of home.

To the home, the corner of the clothes still carries the fragrance of osmanthus, shake it gently, the small yellow petals of the stars fall leisurely, but find that there is a circle of small flowers rolling on the wheels of the bicycle, although it is stained by dust, it is still dark and fragrant......

This season, it's time to collect osmanthus flowers......

Making osmanthus cake and making osmanthus tea, it has a very strong and even almost cheesy fragrance, but in winter, it will have a special sense of warmth, what he likes, and in previous years, he also relied on her to make it, but ......

Oh, the most appropriate difference in the world is to completely break off thoughts......

Shake off the corners of your clothes