it?

Fang Ting still found the kiss marks on Diane's neck, she said it to me bluntly, I felt a little embarrassed, after all, Fang Ting was partial to take care of Diane in her heart, she said this, it seemed that she was dissatisfied with me.

"Eh, it was an accident last night, I really didn't mean it, you also know the temper of the senior sister, look at my arm, this is what I hit this morning." I showed her the scars again.

When Fang Ting saw it, she was also startled, a little shocked.

"Anne, this girl is really willing to do it." She was slightly disgusted, and then smiled: "But Anne's mood is a little different today, I have never seen Anne smile so sweetly, you coaxed you well yesterday." ”

"Hey, I'm professional."

"Well, it's quite professional, and Aunt Anne is here." She snickered and turned away.

Hehe, I've upgraded to a Friend of Women?

I pushed the bicycle and walked slowly on campus, not that I didn't want to ride, but I just rode too hard, and the chain of the car was broken, this comrade-in-arms who fought side by side with me on the front line of takeaway, I still have a lot of feelings, although I always want to forget the past, but I have to admit that I am a nostalgic person.

The three-hand bicycle has been with me for half a year, helping me to walk on the altar of the first brother of takeaway, I am reluctant to throw it away, just like the memory of the past, I can't lose it either.

I look at the mottled marks on the bicycle, every mottled place, as if a memory is engraved in it, every more mottled mark, it ages a little, and our life is like a bicycle, with the continuous increase of memory, slowly aging.

Stepping on the autumn red leaves on the ground, I know that I am another year old.

I miss the old because every thing that accompanies me is carved with memories of the past, and I keep them by my side because I am afraid that when I am old, people will be confused and can't remember, and there are too few memories.

Thinking of this, I suddenly wanted to call Yu Xiaowan, someone who once accompanied me in the autumn and was lonely.

The phone rang a few times and it was immediately connected, but the two men were silent together for a while.

"Xiaowan, how are you doing?" I spoke slowly, in a calm tone that seemed a little sad.

"Didn't we just meet two days ago, it's good. Autumn is here again, right? Her tone was still flat and simple.

But in just a few words, she guessed my mood, she still remembers, autumn has arrived, a season that makes me sad.

But then she sighed softly on the phone.

"What's the sigh? Too tired to work? Don't try yourself too hard. I cared like a friend.

"It's all brought by you, in the past, in the autumn, you felt sad like a poet, and it was useless for me to comfort you, but now when it comes to autumn, I always follow the inexplicable sadness." She is knowledgeable, and she rarely blames me.

I laughed after listening to it, I found that I didn't leave any good habits for Yu Xiaowan at all, she should pay attention to protecting her throat when she was a teacher, but she was used to eating sweets that stimulate her throat by me.

The word "sorrow" is in the autumn, it turns out that this is the case.

I have to admire the essence of Chinese writing, and the great wisdom of the ancients is hidden everywhere.

Accustomed to use, stumbled upon and amazed.

"You, you don't look serious, and your heart is always like pretending, especially in the fall." She said like a teacher looking into the hearts of her students.

"It's all a trivial matter, I can't let you get off work at that time, and I have to continue teaching and educating people when I go home."

This is the intellectual her, she sees it but doesn't ask, and only after the breakup does she say these questions lightly.

And I also have this habit, with her, I never asked about her past, until after the breakup, she didn't say anything. This is another strange tacit understanding between me and her.

"How's going on Uncle Yu?"

"It's all good, I was discharged from the hospital today."

As she was talking, a childish boy suddenly spoke next to Yu Xiaowan: "Teacher Yu, I want to go to the toilet." ”

Kindness?

"Xiaowan, are you in class?" I was a little surprised.

"Yes." She acquiesced faintly.

As a teacher, she has always adhered to her duties and answered the phone in class, is this appropriate? It's not like her style of doing things.

"I didn't hit it at the right time, I'm sorry, it affected you."

"It's rare for you to call me once, I'll make a mistake once." There was still no wavering in her tone, and there was no difference in her voice.

I was stunned for a moment, because I, the rational she, could be wrong?

Autumn is indeed a season of confusion.

The phone call with Yu Xiaowan made me walk a little aimlessly, and for a while, I didn't want to go back to the coffee shop.

Autumn, falling leaves, pushing a bicycle, if it is a painting, this is probably a painting with a very meaningful meaning, but the profound artistic conception of people is obtained in sadness.

Unconsciously, I walked to the lake, I rarely come here, only once with Xia Xinyu, I noticed that there is a conspicuous tree by the lake, vigorously engraved with the annual rings of the years.

I went back to the big tree in a trance, in the autumn, two people hugged each other and lay in the thick fallen leaves, hugging each other and rolling, laughing, that autumn, not sad.

I walked slowly under the tree, but it startled my eyes, and it stimulated my brain like a time stagger.

A Miaoman's back, standing alone under the tree, with a high ponytail hanging down softly at the waist, simple and unpretentious beauty, but unforgettable, this is the longest hair I have ever seen, how many years has she left?

The white dress and black dress are simple and simple, but they can't hide her wonderful figure, the autumn wind sweeps away, the fallen leaves are lightly lifted, the long hair and skirt move with the wind, but the people under the trees are motionless.

Did she miss coming under this tree? Do you miss that autumn foliage? I couldn't see her expression.

Under a tree, two people, seem to have the same thoughts and memories.

She stood silently, as if she didn't care about everything around her, she suddenly reached out and took off the head rope, three thousand green silk fell down to her waist like a waterfall, and instantly spread out, her long black hair was shining with a soft luster, let the autumn wind stir, but also teased my eyes.

I watched it stupidly, and couldn't help but move, and the bicycle chain creaked, waking up the person who remembered, and she immediately turned around, and her long black hair also swayed, which was amazing and moving.

"Is that you? Manager Lin. She was surprised for a moment, then smiled politely at me.

"It turned out to be Su Xin, just call me Xiao Nuan."

In a trance, back to reality, I pushed the bicycle and walked over, she looked at the bicycle with a hint of strangeness in her eyes, and then reached out to tie up her long hair.

"Why do you have such beautiful hair, why do you want to tie it up." I asked her curiously, in fact, I wanted to know why she had just spread her long hair under the tree.

"I'm used to it, my hair is too long, and it's easy to mess down." Her voice was as clear as water and as soft as her eyes, as if she had heard the sound of a clear spring.

"Then why do you have such long hair?"

After hearing this, she hesitated, looked down at the fallen leaves, and said casually: "Because the long hair is beautiful." ”

A few simple words, but my throat choked for a while, and I couldn't speak.

Because the long hair is beautiful... This sentence was also said by a boy to another girl in a certain year and month.

She remembers, the person who can appreciate long hair, is it still there?

"You like falling leaves?"

"The tree is still not big enough, and if there are more leaves, it is very comfortable to lie on it."

"Oh? Yes, I really haven't tried it, in the city, there are people cleaning the fallen leaves every day, and I don't have time to see them a few times. ”

"It's been a long time since I've seen the fallen leaves."

For a long time?

Didn't she ever go back under that tree? Unfortunately, I will never go back.

"The herbal tea in your store is so delicious, don't you know, in fact, I just came to this school not long ago."

"No wonder I've never seen you, beautiful people, I can never forget, I like to drink can often come to the store to sit, there are beautiful women, there are many customers."

"Store Manager Lin, we just met, and you are so indecent."

"Haha, yes, we just met, I thought I'd known each other for a long time, I'm familiar with this person."

The slowly falling maple leaves are like missing... The north wind blows and thinks of your face... But he couldn't get back to the familiar face.