Thinking of Zhang Shaoyang, my heart is in a trance, Lan Chi Xuan seems to have many similarities with him, they are all about the same size, they all like to stand quietly downstairs alone, never caring about the surrounding environment? It's as if he happened to be standing there, and he didn't have anything to do with you at all.

"Chu Ning, I have to mention you, there are some things that should be put down, do you know what you seem to be now? Like a wounded ostrich, after five years, you dare not return to China, nor dare you accept a new relationship, do you plan to go on like this forever? Teacher Jiang stared at me with eyes that hated iron but not steel.

"Teacher, I just don't want to talk about personal feelings." I'm a little aggrieved.

"What scruples do you have about being able to stay by your side silently for five years, without desires and desires? Just imagine it, besides Lin Yuhan back then, who else can do it? But Lin Yuhan has been dead, more than five years old. What is the difference between the man in front of you now and Lin Yuhan back then? He could even die for you, but you, why are you still hesitating? ”

When Mr. Jiang said this, his tone was extremely serious, and this was the only time in so many years that he had spoken to me in such a heavy tone.

"Teacher Jiang, I don't think I'm hesitating, it's just that I still have things in my heart that I can't let go."

"Is it because of Lin Yuhao? Indeed, in the past five years, he has even given up his career and has been trying to find you, sometimes watching him run around the world like a headless rope, the teacher is also very painful, and wants to tell him that the person he is looking for is here, on the banks of the Tiber, in ancient Rome, in Italy, but for the sake of respect for you, I have to watch him continue to run on the long road to find you. ”

"Teacher Jiang, please don't say any more." Listening to Brother Yu Hao give up the career he loves for me, my heart suddenly had mixed feelings, and then tears didn't know when it was on my cheeks.

Brother Yu Hao, I know that job is all your sustenance and nostalgia for Uncle Lin, but now you have given up them for me. I, after all, am still the culprit, and I always think that if I am far away from you, I will no longer cause trouble because of me, but I don't know ......

"Chu Ning, if you are reluctant, it is better to follow your heart and go out, whether it is Lin Yuhao or Lan Chi Xuan, the two of them, they can bring you happiness in this life, the teacher is not partial, you can just do whatever you want." Teacher Jiang put his arm on my shoulders and looked at me earnestly.

I nodded, perhaps, after five years of being an ostrich, it was time for me to face everything.

Mr. Jiang sighed with relief, then turned around and continued to walk in front, while I followed closely on his side, and then thought about how my life should go on.

Mr. Jiang's one-month vacation will soon end, the day I left, Sister Xiaoxuan and I took Xiao Muxue, who was already more than four years old, to send Mr. Jiang a line, he said that he would rush back from China a few days before my solo concert, I did not refuse, Mr. Jiang is the teacher who has guided me for the longest time, if there is his participation and guidance in the concert, my confidence will be more, so I can only thank him in my heart.

After returning to the Jiang family, Xiao Muxue has been pestering me and refusing to let me go back to my small apartment, so I have been living in the Jiang family for a while.

"Auntie, how do you pronounce this sentence?" Xiao Muxue, who was almost five years old, pointed to an untitled poem by Li Shangyin in China's "Three Hundred Tang and Song Poems" and asked me.

"This reads 'The body has no colorful phoenix wings, and the heart has a little understanding'." Xiao Muxue has always liked ancient Chinese poetry, and she can memorize a lot of simple five words and seven rules at a young age, but she likes to break the sand pot and ask the end if she doesn't understand.

"What does that mean? Auntie, you'll have to explain it to me. ”

"The general meaning of this poem is that two people who like it have the same heart, but they can't stay together for a long time." I tried my best to explain to Xiao Muxue in simple language.

"Then since two people like each other, why can't they stay together?" Xiao Muxue continued to ask.

"This --, can't be together because they are separated by two places and the distance is too far!" I'm ashamed.

"So why so far away? Aren't dad and mom so far apart? Why does Dad come back so often to spend time with Mom and me? ”

"This, I have to wait for Xiao Muxue to understand it slowly when she grows up!" I can't laugh or cry, I have to say that Xiao Muxue really inherited all the advantages of Teacher Jiang and Sister Xiaoxuan, she was born in a foreign country since she was a child, but she has a strong interest in Chinese culture, and often discusses Chinese Tang poetry with me after homework, of course, a child who is less than five years old is just interest, but despite this, I still take the trouble to patiently explain each poem to her in the simplest language.

Because of Xiao Muxue, I always feel like I'm with the children of 'Shen Yuan'.

"Ye Ning, only you can be so patient, even the teachers in the school were defeated by her 100,000 whys." Sister Xiao Xuan, who helped in the kitchen, quipped.

"Mom, why does my aunt be in a daze every time she talks about Tang poems? Could it be that my aunt also has someone who is far away and misses her very much? Xiao Muxue tilted her head and looked at Sister Xiao Xuan, with a look of doubt on her face.

"Children don't understand the things of adults, you can read comic books for a few minutes first, and then the meal will begin." Sister Xiaoxuan changed the subject.

"Oh--" The child must have been a child, and as soon as he heard that there was something to eat, he ran into the bathroom as fast as he could.

"Ye Ning, you go to the garden to breathe first! Otherwise, he will be tortured by the girl. Ji Xiaoxuan looked at Xiao Muxue's back, shook his head and said to me.

"I don't bother her, so let's go to the backyard now!" I walked towards the front door.

Walking quietly in the huge garden of the Jiang family, I can't help but feel the same, Italians especially like to plant some flowers and grass. Almost every house has a garden, and flowers bloom on the balcony of every house, and walking in the garden path, I feel like I have returned to the 'Shen Garden'.

It's been five years, Xiao Moqi must have become a sunny little boy, and Xiao Yangyang must have become a beautiful little girl, thinking of this, I can't help but wonder, because I suddenly remembered that Xiao Yangyang said that he wanted to marry Fang Weinan when he grew up, presumably Fang Weinan's wedding made this girl really sad!

"Storage--"

Suddenly, a voice came to mind, very urgent, but more mixed with surprise.

I felt a sudden deafness in my ears because the voice was so familiar and so unfamiliar.

It's like the cold voice in Wuyang many years ago, but now, in addition to the joy and deep longing, there is still a little bit of coldness and alienation in this voice.

"Yu--" I turned my head with difficulty, almost in disbelief, let alone in a voice, because I wasn't sure if it was Lin Yuhao standing in front of me, I opened my eyes and looked around, trying to confirm whether I was in a dream at the moment.

"Chu Ning, it's me--, it's really me, tell me, I'm not in a dream at the moment!" Lin Yuhao just stood in place, not daring to move, he must also be afraid of his move, I will suddenly disappear in front of me, in fact, I don't feel like I am in a dream at the moment.

"Brother Yuhao—" My tears finally flowed out uncontrollably, and after five years, we finally met again......

……

I walked alone on a lonely long street

Memories replay scene by scene

I told myself to be brave and face it

Even if it's heartbreaking, it's perfect

I think of the picture of me holding hands with you

Tears turned into rain all over the sky

If I could meet you again

Let the love still be a dream come true

……