When July first met Ansheng, he was thirteen years old.

At the freshman registration party, a large number of strange students lined up. It's a hot autumn afternoon, and the bright sun shines brightly on people's eyes.

Suddenly, a girl turned to July and said, let's go to the playground. The girl's smile was happy. July somehow ran away with her.

Much later, July told Jiaming that between her and Ansheng, she was the result of a choice. It's just that she's willing.

Although she could not explain much more about this willingness.

My name is July. When Ansheng asked her, July told her that it was the month she was born. The summer of that year was very hot. For the mother, the scorching heat and difficult childbirth were a catastrophe. But she gave July a bland name.

It's like a lot of things in the world. There is no way to guess the undercurrent from its silent appearance. Like the encounter between one person and another. Or their parting.

And Ansheng, she said, she only confirmed her own life. She spreads out July's palms and scribbles simple strokes with her fingertips, with a self-deprecating smile on her face.

That was the first time they met. The autumn afternoon sun danced on the back of Ansheng's hand. Like a flock of lively birds vibrating their wings and flying away.

At that time, she had not told July that she was a fatherless child. Her mother gave birth to a child for a man because she loved him, but she was destined to keep her mouth shut for him for the rest of her life.

July didn't tell Ansheng either, and Ansheng's name had left an imprint on her palms at that moment.

Because of Ansheng, summer becomes a season of illusion and confusion.

Thirteen to sixteen years old. It was three years when July and Ansheng had been together.

Sometimes July is Ansheng's shadow. Sometimes Ansheng is the shadow of July. Do homework together. Ran to the store to see the underwear. On the weekend, Ansheng went to July's house for dinner and stayed overnight.

Walk hand in hand when you walk on the road.

When I went to Ansheng's house for the first time in July, I felt that Ansheng was very lonely.

Ansheng lives alone in a large apartment. Her mother is abroad all year round. Hired a nanny to live with Ansheng. Ansheng's room was furnished like a princess's palace, with beautiful clothes full of wardrobes. But because there was no one, it was cold.

July sat for a while and felt trembling on his body. Ansheng turned on the air conditioner and all the lights. She said she was often like that when she was alone. Then she took July to see a tank of tropical fish that her mother raised. When An Sheng threw the feed down, the beautiful little fish were shaking like colorful silk.

Anson said the water here is warm. But there are some fish that migrate in schools across the cold oceans to vast distances. Because there is their home there.

An Sheng had a very gloomy look on his face at that time.

At school, Ansheng was a headache for teachers. He is sharp and unruly, and is often expelled from the classroom for arguing with the teacher. The young Ansheng sat alone in the open space outside the classroom. The sun shone on her stubborn face.

July secretly took out the novel and the plum from his schoolbag and threw them to Ansheng outside the window. Then she knew that Ansheng would run to her nest to read a book.

It was the tree they found on the playground on the afternoon of school. The leaves of the camphor tree are very old, and the leaves give off a pungent fragrance.

Ansheng kicked off his shoes and climbed to the top of the branch in a few minutes. She hid in the bushes like a bird. Shaking his two* calves, looking out at the empty grass in the playground and beyond.

July asked her what she could see. There are green streams, fields full of golden daisies, and stone bridges, she said. A long, long railroad track that doesn't know where it leads.

Then she reached out to her and cried out loudly, July, come on. July tilted her head and wrung her fingers, excited and terrified. But she never learned to climb trees with Ansheng.

Finally, one day, they decided to check out the railroad. They've been gone for a long, long time. Until the twilight was blurred, he had not yet reached the field. Halfway through, it suddenly started to rain heavily. The two girls took refuge in a dilapidated thatched hut on the side of the road.

July said, let's go home. Ansheng said, I'm sure I'll be there after a while. I vowed to walk the railroad that I saw every day.

So in the heavy rain, the two girls flew forward with an umbrella. The skirt and shoes were soaked. Finally saw the long railroad tracks. In the twilight and rain and fog spread into the vast distance. And the daisies in the fields have long since withered.

Ansheng's hair and face were covered with rain. In July, she said, one day, I will throw off all my shackles and go further afield.

July lowered his head and felt a little sad. She said, what about me. Ansheng said, you go with me.

She seems to have planned for July.

Graduated from junior high school at the age of 16. In July, he was admitted to the best key middle school in the city.

An Sheng went to a vocational high school to study advertising design.

July became the best girl in school. He has good grades, and his temper is always gentle, and he is very beautiful. She joined the school's literary club. Although her essays often win prizes in competitions, she knows that the one who really writes well is Ansheng.

They had borrowed large sets of foreign novels to read, and their favorite author was Hemingway. It's just that Ansheng has always disdained to participate in these activities.

And her essays are always commented on by teachers as unhealthy decadence.

Without the activities accompanied by Ansheng, July seemed a little lonely. The first meeting of the Literary Society, July arrived very early. The classroom where the meeting took place was filled with sunshine and the scent of osmanthus flowers, and a boy was writing on the blackboard. July pushed open the door and said, excuse me. Then the boy turned his face and he said, July, come in for a meeting. His smile was gentle.

Su Jiaming is the most handsome man he has ever seen before the age of 16 in July and after he has been.

After the meeting in July, I couldn't help but say to An Sheng, what kind of man do you like. Ansheng said, I don't like men. Duras said that unless you love the man very much, men are unbearable. She said as she pulled out her cigarette and smoked it. An Sheng has started to work. She had long since lost her joy in learning.

She went to McDonald's as a part-time worker, went to a bar as a waitress to chat with foreigners, and went to the Academy of Fine Arts to study oil painting. She couldn't wait to get out of her lonely life. I just want to keep experiencing new things and experiences in my life.

In order to go to the mountains to sketch with a group of art academy students, she skipped school class for one month. As a result, the school expelled Ansheng. Ansheng's mother appears for the first time. Put peace and life into trouble. I also met with July.

She wore a satin cheongsam sewn with delicate wide brims, wore small diamond ear pins, and spoke in a delicate voice. She said, "In July, you two have to be together." I'm going back to the UK soon. You have to control her.

July said that Ansheng would really want you to stay with her, why didn't you stay. She smiled and sighed softly. A lot of things aren't as free as you kids think.

July didn't understand. She only felt lonely. An Sheng refused to leave every time he came to her house. Eat together, sleep together. She loves the warm lighting and the sound of people in the house. There are four people in the family in July, including her parents and younger brother. Ansheng will be spoiled with everyone.

July looked at Ansheng's mother. I think she is a lot like Ansheng's room. Empty and gorgeous. And the cold goes deep into the bone marrow.

That night, July was at home, having dinner with his parents and brother, and I felt very warm. She thought she had more than Ansheng. She didn't know what she could give Ansheng.

It rained in the evening, and when I revised the article in the school magazine in July, I vaguely remembered the smiling face in the sunshine and the fragrance of osmanthus flowers. Jiaming liked her very much and asked her to go to the movies on the weekend. Maybe Ansheng would be better off falling in love with someone.

In the middle of the night, July heard a knock on the door. She opened the door and saw An Sheng drenched in his arms, leaning against the door frame with his arms crossed.

She's gone. An Sheng said to July with a blank face. It was a night flight.

July boiled hot milk for Ansheng, put hot water on her, and cleaned her clothes. After Ansheng lay down, he closed his eyes without saying a word.

July turned off the lights and slowly lay down next to An Sheng, and suddenly An Sheng hugged her tightly. She buried her head in July's arms and let out a hurtful and dull whimper like an animal.

Warm, sticky tears flowed down July's neck. July hugged her. All right. An Sheng is well-behaved. Everything will be fine. We're going to grow up. It's okay when you grow up.

July cried in the darkness as she spoke.

July and Jiaming went to the movies. After walking out of the theater, Ansheng remembered that Ansheng had told her that she worked the night shift at the nearby BLUE bar. Jiaming, let's go see Ansheng. July had told him about his best friend.

Jiaming said, okay. He gently put July's hand in his coat pocket in the night breeze. Both are quiet and gentle people.

So even in key middle schools, teachers don't have any opinions. Because they are all students with good grades and character. I saw the old carved wooden doors of BLUE from afar. As soon as it was pushed away, the deafening music and the choking smell of tobacco rushed over me. The small dance floor is packed with dancing crowds. There are also people playing cards or chatting. July took Jiaming's hand and squeezed to the round bar, and asked a long-haired man who was bartending, if An Sheng was there. The man raised his face and glanced at July coldly, and then shouted loudly, VIVIAN, someone is looking for.

Then a girl came out of the crowd.

In the dim light, July almost didn't recognize that this was Ansheng. His thick black hair was tied into small braids, and his hair was slightly embellished with colored glass beads.

Silver eyeshadow, purple mascara, and burgundy lipstick. Wearing a black cut-out lace blouse, her beautiful breasts tightened. An Sheng saw Jiaming first and was stunned for a moment. Then smiled at July and said, let's have a drink.

Heineken with ice cubes, Jiaming drank a bottle. Then he asked Ansheng if he felt happy to skip class for a month to sketch.

Ansheng said, "We make coffee over a fire in the middle of nowhere. Bathe in the icy water of the stream. Lie in your sleeping bag at night and watch the sky full of stars. At that moment, I asked myself what I was living for.

When I look at the stars, I think maybe that's what life is. When I came back, I painted a painting of Starry Night. There is a deep blue on the canvas, and stars with tears falling. Someone asked me if I could sell it for 100 hundred yuan. I said sell.

Why not sell. When it comes into the hands of someone who can understand it, it has value.

An Sheng looked at Jiaming after speaking. She said, Jiaming, your eyes are very bright. Jiaming smiled.

After delivering July to the doorstep, Jiaming said that Ansheng was not a pretty girl.

But she is like a plant that exudes an eerie rich fragrance. It will bloom a mysterious flower that is terrifying.

On July's birthday, Jiaming wanted to take July to the suburbs to climb the mountains. July said that Ansheng wants to be with me every birthday. Jia Ming said, of course we can be with Ansheng.

An Sheng was very happy to ride a broken bicycle to the suburbs with July Jiaming. When I climbed to the top of the mountain, I found a small temple on it. The sun was bright. On that day, Ansheng wore faded jeans and a white shirt, and wore a pair of sneakers barefoot, and returned to her usual mellow appearance. Both Jiaming and July wore white I-shirts.

Ansheng suggested that everyone take off their shoes and sit barefoot on the steps of the mountain road to take a selfie with the camera and take a group photo. Everyone happily took pictures and walked into the temple.

There's something eerie here. July said. She felt that there was an aura of mystery in this decadent and deep temple.

She said she was tired and didn't want to climb up to see the Buddha statue again. I'll take care of the bag and the camera, you guys hurry up and get down.

Jia Ming and An Sheng climbed the high steps and entered the dark and cool hall. Ansheng sat on the futon, looked at the Buddha and said, do they know everything? Jiaming said, maybe.

He looked up, feeling the wind and the sun passing through the empty eaves. Then he heard Ansheng say softly, then do they know that I like you.

July saw Jiaming and Ansheng walking down slowly. She smelled the flowers in the wind and felt that this was her happiest moment.

Her beloved man and best friend, are all by her side. Many years later, July learned that it was her happiest time. It's just that everything can't freeze in the best moments.

Jiaming, the temple is selling jade bracelets. July said, I just went over alone and saw it, it's beautiful. An Sheng said, okay, let Jiaming send one. There are only two left.

One is pale green with dark green, and the other is white with hints of brown yellow. Jia Ming said, which one do you like in July. July said that he would also buy it for Ansheng. Which one does Ansheng prefer?

An Sheng looked at it, quickly nodded at the white one, and said, I want this.

She put the white bracelet on her wrist and happily put it in the sun. It's really pretty, July. July also happily watched Ansheng like a child. I still remember that the ancients said that the ring is jingling, is it not that two bracelets put together will make a nice sound. Halfway through the mountain road, An Sheng had a whim.

Come, July, bring me your green bracelet and let me try it together.

An Sheng happily put the green bracelet that July had taken off on his wrist.

It's just a matter of a moment. As soon as the two bracelets touched each other, the white bracelet shattered in half and fell off.

The mountain road is sprinkled with white broken jade.

An Sheng was stunned. Only the green bracelet belonging to July in her hand was still shaking gently. Jiaming's face was pale.

In July, I'm leaving.

An Sheng said to July, I want to go to Hainan to work, and then go to Beijing to study oil painting.

In the fall, Ansheng decided to drop out of school and leave the city where she had lived for 17 years. She said, "I'm going with PAN."

PAN WANTS TO TURN OFF BLUE.IS IT THE MAN WITH LONG HAIR? July asked. Be. He can mix bartending, play the saxophone, race cars, and paint. I like him a lot. An Sheng lowered his head and smiled softly.

A man, you have to love him very much, you can put up with him.

Can you put up with him then.

I do not know. Ansheng took out a cigarette. Her cigarette began to smoke hard. Sometimes painting an oil painting leaves more than a dozen cigarette butts throughout the night. But Ansheng, your mother begged me to keep you under control. July hugged her.

her.

An Sheng cursed rudely. Her presence or absence has nothing to do with me. An Sheng took a puff of his cigarette with an indifferent expression. I hate her. The people I hated the most were her and my father, who had never been seen.

July bowed her head sadly. She remembered when they were children running to the railroad tracks in the rain.

She said, Ansheng, what about me. You'll get into college and you'll have a good job. And, of course, Jiaming. She smiled and said, "Tell me, will you marry him?" July?

Kindness. If he doesn't want to change. July is a little shy. After all, there is still a long way to go.

Not long. Not too long. An Sheng raised his head and looked out the window. I never knew how far away forever was.

Maybe everything is very short-lived.

On the day An Sheng left, he took the evening train. She wanted to save money, and she was used to living a hard life. A PAAN has already arrived in Hainan first. Ansheng walked alone.

Ansheng only carried a simple duffel bag. Still wearing old jeans and a puffer jacket. July was a little numb at first, just watching Ansheng check his luggage, check his tickets, get on the bus and put things away.

She gave the washed out group photo to Ansheng. That photo was taken very well. The sun is shining, and three young smiling faces. Full of love.

Jia Ming is really handsome. Ansheng smiled at July. While putting the photograph in the chest pocket of the coat.

It was at this moment that July saw a red thread peeking out of her neck. What is it. She pulled it out and looked. It's a small jade pendant. The jade plaque is very old. The corner is still a little mutilated. The whole white has been covered with a faint yellow.

An Sheng said, I bought it at the stall of the City God Temple. Ward yourself off evil spirits. She quickly put the pendant inside her clothes.

July, you're going to be good, you know. I'll write to you.

The whistle sounded, and the train began to move slowly out of the platform. Ansheng poked his head out of the window and waved to July.

There was a sharp pain in July's heart, and she suddenly understood that An Sheng was going to leave her. An Sheng, who went to school, ate, and slept together, she will not see it again.

Peaceful. Peaceful. July runs with the train. Ansheng, don't go.

On the empty platform, July crouched down crying.

It's time to go home, July. Jiaming, who came in a hurry, hugged July.

Yes, Jiaming. It's time to go home. July held Jiaming's warm hand tightly. Jia Ming put her cold hand in his pocket. Then bury her face in his arms. There were bright tears in his eyes.

Jiaming, no matter what, we have always been together and don't separate, okay or not. July asked him in a low voice.

Jia Ming was silent for a moment, then nodded slightly.

Except for Ansheng.

Ansheng is a man who has no home and no promises. July thought.

It's just that she never knows what she can take to share with Ansheng.

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(Kavin, just write this to make up the word count...... You can watch this movie, it's quite tear-jerking)