Qiaoqiao's eyebrows and eyes are crooked. Suddenly, he tugged at the corners of his shallow clothes." Sister Ashala. Secretly tell you a little secret."

Hara did not take it to heart at first. Just playing with the little girl's pigtails. Rouwan asked, "What do you want to tell your sister?"

Qiaoqiao naughtily bared her teeth. Only then did he blink and said, "Sister Qian. In fact, it wasn't a coincidence that I wanted to send 'flowers' to my sister. It was Brother Shang who saw these 'flowers' and said that my sister might like it. Let Qiaoqiao give her sister a handful before she leaves. Sister Ashala. Do you say that Brother Shang likes his sister? Otherwise, why would he be nice to his sister? And he didn't let Qiaoqiao tell his sister. It's weird to be an adult."

After the little girl finished speaking, she grabbed a petal of a 'flower' and played with it. Golden, golden, and flaming 'flower' leaves. It's really rare at this time of year. Yuan Qian looked at the joy on the little girl's face. Then he looked at this bouquet of 'flowers' in a daze, and his eyes were instantly 'clouded' with a layer of mist.

Raise your head. She narrowed her eyes. I want to make the tears flow back. At this moment, a lot of students in the venue began to sing along with Xia Yiyang. The singing was loud and loud. It seems to be spreading to the sky.

"Friends are never alone

A friend, you'll understand

There are also injuries and pains

I still have to go, and I have to go

……”

Xu is the atmosphere of parting is too strong. Gradually, many of the 'girl' students began to cry. Na Lan and his party took tissues to wipe the children's tears. At some point, they were infected by the atmosphere. Crystals began to flicker in his eyes.

Yuan Qian let go of Qiaoqiao to play with other children. And she herself was holding the golden bouquet of 'flowers' carefully in one hand. Precious. It's like believing in some of the world's treasures. When the gaze touches the 'flower'. The look is always gentle and painful. A tear finally fell to the 'flower' under the force of gravity. It doesn't go into the heart of the 'flower'. Until there is no trace. Maybe his love is like this. It was desperate to bloom warmly. Bring the light. Bring the heat. Bringing with her everything she longed for from the bottom of her heart but was afraid to accept. And then one day. Everything came to a halt. He fled. She was left struggling alone.

In fact. She didn't want to struggle in the whirlpool he had shaped with love. But it's just that. Everything. It's all fate. She was. Once again, I can't control my choice.

The louder the crying in the venue. The children also knew that this was the last morning that their older siblings had stayed here. Now I cried so hard. It's as if they want to express all their reluctance.

Na Lan had already cried and fell into her boyfriend's arms. Such a two-week time relationship. A deep friendship has already been established between everyone and these innocent children. This moment is imminent. There will always be some worries in my heart that cannot be relieved.

Hara Asachi silently left the back 'door' of the student's classroom. Only to the downstairs of the classroom. A gust of cold wind hit her face. Eyes narrowed. Memories were so vivid in her mind. She remembered that time. The heat from the corners of his lips spilled into her eyes. Very comfortable. It's warm. To illuminate all the dark corners of her heart.

Thing is. People are no more.

Finally, let Qiaoqiao kiss it. Hara Asa saw the children be picked up and dropped off by their parents. It turned out to be a lively and boiling campus. In an instant, it became cold and depressed. Xia Yiyang went to say goodbye to the teachers at school. The rest of the people quietly went back to their belongings.

According to Xia Yiyang, clean up the dormitory, kitchen, classroom and other places where they have been active. The people left with their bags on their backs. And took a group photo at the entrance of the school's 'gate'. The original shallow on the photo. A long set of hair raised in the wind. Her eyes were faint. You can't see the shades. I can't see the past.

Caught the cold wind and stopped the car. And they all departed together. So from this moment on, the body began to boil into a bright 'color' in the memory, plated with a layer of time flail. Years later, I look back. Everything that happened here still feels very warm.

Tickets are booked in advance. The moment of boarding. I don't know what comes to mind. The crowd fell silent. No more words. Hara sat on the plane eating her pudding. The last two remain. She's been hiding for days. Xia Yiyang smiled and begged her. For the first time, she brutally and stingily clutched the pudding tightly. Shook his head stubbornly towards Xia Yiyang.

Xia Yiyang suddenly remembered at this moment... These puddings. It seems that the man brought it to her. No wonder. She will be stingy in giving. The man. It's not the same after all.

Yuan Qianzi would not care about Xia Yiyang's mental activities. After eating a pudding. She quietly put the other one away. Then he took out a doll bear and hugged it in front of him. Leaning on the seat. She closed her eyes. She felt a little unwell as the plane took off. If you look closely. You can see that her palms are clenched tightly.

The doll bear was bought for her by Shang Shuze at a grocery store near the school the day before he left. She was reluctant to accept such a thing. I don't have such a hobby of sleeping with a doll. But you can't escape it. Now she always likes to keep the doll by her side when she sleeps. Hold firmly. Sometimes. She will even childishly treat the bear doll as a human being. She will be stupid to cut a beautiful dress for the doll. I will put the small snacks I received in the palm of the doll's hand. Will tirelessly whisper to the doll bear.

Xia Yiyang once thought that Yuan Qian was going crazy. But it's just right. Got rid of all this stuff that had to do with that man. She's doing well.

There are clouds outside the window. Yuan is shallow, but I don't think it's pretty. It was more than an hour later when I woke up. There is still an hour before getting off the plane.

I don't know where I've seen it. A wish made at a height of thousands of miles. It's going to come true. I don't believe in this. But this moment. She was humble and religious. Put your hands together.

She made a wish. Or. It's an extravagant hope. Who knows.

The night I got home. Hara Asa said a lot of things to his mother. It's like the words of her life. It's all going to be poured out on this night.

Early the next morning. She went to the suburbs alone. Wearing a black 'colored' kaftan. Her steps are small. Gently again. As if for fear of disturbing those who were sleeping.

Finally. Halt. In front of a tombstone. Squat down. She laid out the things she had brought with her. At last. It's a bottle of wine.

Hara Asa doesn't like to drink. Even in those long nights when I was the coldest and loneliest. She also never wanted to be accompanied by wine. Often. She always chewed on her endless love and sadness over and over again in the dark night. Then. Ren Sinian was engraved into her bones. Slowly. Pain and no pain. She has learned to accept. Learned to compromise.

This is a cemetery. Maybe it's not the Qingming season. Anyway, it's very sluggish. The original shallow use a paper towel to roughly sweep away the powder ash of the fallen leaves in front of the grave. A clean vacant lot was vacated. Afterwards. Poured the wine. She took up the glass after prostrating three times before the grave. Slowly sprinkled the drink onto the open space.

There is a black and white photograph on the tombstone. Maybe it's been a long time. The photograph has faded a little, but this does not hinder the handsomeness of the person in the photo. The tombstone also bears the name of the person in the tombstone. Summer time:

The original pale fingertips slowly caressed the black and white photo. And then to the man's name. Take a look. It is delicate and soft. lest they alarm those who sleep peacefully.

"Ah Shi. It's up to you." Leaning against the tombstone. Hara poured out a glass of wine again. This time. Beverage. It was she who drank it. She had promised. Until the day he was really buried in the bottom of his heart. She'll never be here. It's her. Broken promises.

"Ah Shi. Shallow and disobedient. Shallowly came here to see you. What to do. Ah Shi. Shallow felt so sad. It's so sad." The voice is a little hoarse. With a thick cry. She wanted to smile and show the man in the tombstone. Extrusion of the radian. It's that far-fetched.

"Ah Shi. It's been so long. Shallow hasn't come out yet. You said. Shallow is not so stupid. You used to be shallow and stupid. Shallow still disagrees. Now Shallow finally knows. Shallow is really useless. It's useless." Muttering. Yuan Asa raised the wine bottle after speaking. He spilled all the wine from the bottle on the floor.

Rain began to fall from the sky. Fell in front of the tombstone. Not long. In front of the tombstone is a wet field. Hara Asa stretched out his hand to block the rain that fell on the tombstones. But they can't beat it. The rain is getting heavier. No matter how hard she tries. In the end, I can't escape the end of being drenched and chilled.

Rain and tears are 'mixed' into one. I can't tell each other anymore. The original shallow slipped on the ground in a dejected manner. I don't know how long it took. She got up and put away the things in front of the tombstone. All that remains is that bunch of white chrysanthemum swaying in the wind. Fluttering in the rain.

"Ah Shi. Shallow is leaving." Fingertips touch the smiling man in the photo. Yuan Qian pursed his lips tightly, and the sourness under his eyes became stronger." Ah Shi. Goodbye."

Ah Shi. I can't spend a little more time with you. You don't blame shallow. Ah Shi. I'm sorry. Leaving you so lonely. Ah Shi. Shallow loves you very much. It's true. Love ......

In front of the cemetery's 'gate' there is an extended version of a Bentley. One person got out of the car. It's also all black. Yuan Qian passed by the 'woman'. There is no 'communication' between each other. But. The same is a sad heartbreaker. Why bother knowing too clearly.

It was ten days after Shang Shuze learned that there was an accident on the route to Hannam that day. At that time, he bought a ticket back to Hannam. His mother stuffed something into his luggage. The cause of the crash has been investigated. It was a passenger on board who illegally carried the bomb. The passenger, according to the police, may have had a 'mental' problem. Not long ago, there was a fission in the suspect's family. Plus the work is not satisfactory. That's why he did it this time.

"Ze'er. Went to Hannam. Let's go see the family." Gu Xiyan obviously saw the news as well. Shook his head. There is inevitably compassion between her looks.

"I know. Mommy. I'm leaving." He nodded solemnly. Shang Shuze hugged Gu Xiyan. Then he picked up his luggage and left.