He said to Jiang Nuan in a somewhat eager tone:

"Send me a picture."

"What"

Su Mian chuckled: "It doesn't hurt to look at your eyes, in fact, there is nothing more painful than missing."

However, this was the last phone call between the two, and the next day, the Qingzhou magnitude 7 earthquake, for a time, countless casualties, and since then, Su Mian has disappeared......

"Xiao Nuan, Xiao Nuan," Aunt Shu was calling Jiang Nuan, who was a little distracted, she had been distracted for almost half of the time recently, "This kid, what's wrong?" ”

"Ah, it's okay, Auntie, I'm just suddenly a little like I want to sleep." Jiang Nuan waved her hand at her mother, signaling that she was fine.

"Come on." Aunt Su took Jiang Nuan's hand and placed the pocket watch in the palm of her hand, for fear that it would be broken, her eyes flashed with tears, and said:

"Xiao Nuan, this is the pocket watch that Su Mian has been wearing since he was sixteen years old, and it is usually regarded as a treasure, but now, when others are gone, this pocket watch will be handed over to you for safekeeping."

"Ah,...... Auntie, even you, as a mother, believe that Su Mian has passed away, but I always feel that he is still there, still waiting for me somewhere. ”

Jiang Mian's tears fell out of her eyes one by one, and she didn't want to wipe them away or stop crying.

Soon, a wet patch got on the skirt.

The mother looked at Jiang Nuan, closed her eyes, and wondered why she didn't believe that her son was still there, but the reality was in front of her, and she couldn't relieve Jiang Nuan's pain, and the wind blew across her mother's cheeks, leaving dry tears, and she also cried.

At night, the cold wind blew Jiang Nuan's shoulder-length short hair, and there was still a tear left on the side of the tear mole in her left eye, she wanted to walk back quietly alone, just like that, before, Su Mian also sent her home like this, and now, she is the only one left.

When you look up, you will see a lotus-shaped street lamp that glows white, bright and spacious.

Jiang Nuan remembered that Su Mian's right eye was severely myopic or something, and he liked to cover his right eye with oblique bangs all year round.

After the college entrance examination, Su Mian's eyes had just undergone surgery, and they were tightly wrapped, and at that time, he stood under the street lamp and didn't know who he was waiting for.

At that time, Jiang Nuan was just about to go to see him, and happened to meet him in that place, maybe the reason why his eyes can't see it for the time being, he is wearing a white curtain at his eye, which should be used for treatment.

Jiang Nuan still wanted to tease him, so he walked over and led him away.

At that time, Su Mian didn't ask anything, didn't say anything, just quietly followed forward.

Jiang Nuan went straight, Su Mian went straight, she turned, Su Mian turned, and finally Jiang Nuan stopped, and he also stopped.

After a few minutes, Jiang Nuan finally couldn't stand it anymore.

"I said, Su Mian child, you don't even ask who it is, just follow it, what if you throw it away" Jiang Nuan's tone was angry, more worried.

"No, I know it's you, the first time your hand touched my hand, I will never forget it." Su Mian didn't forget to raise his cherry blossom-like smile, and said to Jiang Nuan heartlessly.

What else can Jiang Nuan do, of course he chooses to forgive him.

Walking, walking, Jiang Nuan returned to the house with Su Mian, where there was his residual smell, and the two of them arranged the furniture of the house together, and the gift he gave her.

There is also a sandalwood cabinet, a gift given to her by Su Mian for three consecutive years, and the bag that Jiang Nuan hugged all the way contained the pocket watch and photos.

However, when she opened those photos, she suddenly found that there was a photo that she had never seen before, and the girl in the photo looked like her in eight or nine points, but if she didn't pay attention to it, she would find something different.

"Have I ever worn any of these clothes?" Jiang Nuan looked at the photo very carefully, it was black and white, some yellowing and some mildew, and it felt very old.

The woman in the photo is wearing a cheongsam on top and a pleated skirt on the bottom, which is the result of the blending of Manchu and Han women's clothing styles.

With a high collar and ruffled sleeves, this dress is more like a feature that only existed during the Republican period.

The woman was tall and peachy, with a light body and a dignified and elegant demeanor holding a red umbrella. The long black hair is like lacquer, the beautiful eyes are looking forward to it, and there is an indescribable charm between a smile and a smile.

At a glance, unlike Jiang Nuan, the mole on the woman's face in the photo is at the corner of the mouth, and the place where she is located is blue bricks and red tiles, and the building is antique.

Jiang Nuan was even more sure that this girl was not her, and flipped over the back, and there was a pen sign of ink on it, which was not simplified, but in traditional Chinese, writing:

"Hanakura, I don't love you alone in this life."

In 1931, the third day of the seventh month

●●Note

Because the handwriting of the person written below has been smeared, or because it has been too long, it is impossible to see whose name is written.

"In 1931? Who is she and what is her relationship with Su Mian? Countless questions quickly filled Jiang Nuan's mind.

The woman did look a little more charming than Jiang Nuan, which also made Jiang Mian feel a little acetate, and a feeling of betrayal suddenly came to her heart.

"I love you in this life, so what am I, her substitute?" Thinking like this, Jiang Nuan was even more uneasy, and she quickly called her cousin who got along with Sumian the best.

The phone was connected, "Hey, have you been dreaming of it?" Does your brother know a girl who looks about the same as me, and it's not the same, it's just a girl who looks like me and is a little prettier than me? Jiang Nuan asked anxiously, wanting to quickly find the evidence. ”

"Aha? Little sister-in-law, what are you crazy about, I can only tell you Oh, my brother is the kind of person who never gets close to women, except for you, I haven't seen him get along with any girl, if it weren't for your appearance, I sometimes wonder if my brother is a gas, but, my brother has been dead for so long, even if he does something sorry for you, of course this is impossible, at this time, it is useless! ”

The long-cherished thought on the phone said helplessly.

"But ......"

"But, what is it, but, little sister-in-law, I know you miss my brother, but people can't be resurrected after death, so you can mourn and change."

“……”

In this way, the two argued for a long time, and finally thought of convincing Jiang Nuan in every way, so she had no choice but to hang up the phone.

"What am I doing here? Smell a rat? Doubting his love for himself? ”

Six days later, on the seventh day of the seventh month of July, it was the funeral of Su Mian, and there was no excessive shop, only a simple, simple black and white layout site.

In the past six days, Jiang Nuan seemed to spend all his time in a muddy nightmare, falling asleep in tears every day.

It's all about the memories of Su Mian, Jiang Nuan often thinks about what I'm still looking forward to, he won't come back!

On the day of the funeral, a lot of people came, and Su Nian also came, and she gave a letter to Jiang Nuan at that time, saying that Su Mian asked her to explain to Jiang Nuan when she left.

Su Nian said that this was a love letter written by Su Mian to Jiang Nuan before, but she never had a chance to give it to her, and now it has been returned to its original owner.

When he got home in the evening, Jiang Nuan opened the envelope, and inside the stationery, there was a big word "you" written on it.

Sumian is very kind to her, gentle, considerate and caring.

But he never wrote a love letter to Jiang Mian.

For so many years, she had only heard him say I love you once, when he confessed.

It's really Jiang Nuan who hasn't been coquettish, and she wants to write a love letter to her, but there is only one respectful and unfamiliar word "you" on the letterhead.

Jiang Nuan opened the envelope and looked at the five sheets of white paper with the word "you" written on them, feeling sad and aggrieved.

But seeing that Su Mian was annotated with a row of small characters on the back of the last "you", Jiang Nuan looked at the word "you", and his heart throbbed, and it was annotated:

Stupid, warm, I know that you can't see it, it's "you", it's easy to recognize, there are you in the heart, you in the heart, you in the heart. ”

Jiang Nuan said, tears raining down, clutching the papers, sitting alone in front of the window, staring into the distance with his eyes.

"What the hell am I suspicious, Sumian, I'm just trying to find an excuse that you don't love me so much, you know, is it so painful for me to be alone without you?"

"Do you know that in the time I lost you, my world has never moved forward, tell me what I should do to not be so sad."

Her eyes were red and swollen with crying; Tears are still flowing.

I didn't wipe it, let the tears flow to my mouth, astringent, let the tears wet the few pitiful love letters that had just been sent.

Outside the window, a light rain fell, and during the rainy season, the cold wind blew the rain, bringing a bit of chill.

Today is Qixi Festival, which was originally a day of family reunion, and it was also a day when lovers finally became married, but for Jiang Nuan, every minute and every second seemed to be choking the pain in her heart.

Jiang Nuan took out the pocket watch that Su Mian usually carries, but he never let others touch the pocket watch, including her.

The pocket watch, almost sterling silver, is very delicately made, with a red brocade camellia engraved on the cover, which is lifelike, and the silver chain shows a rounded luster.

Jiang Nuan cautiously opened the pocket watch, and there was a layer of transparent lid inside, which seemed to be made of transparent crystal, but the hour and minute hands stopped rotating, and it seemed to be broken.

Just as Jiang Nuan was about to close the lid of the pocket watch, he suddenly noticed a line of words on the lid of the inner watch, which clearly read:

"Qingwa recalls the rain of the old days, and there is no one in the deep alley of Zhu Umbrella."

However, Jiang Nuan seemed to notice that there was a small camellia flower surrounding the poem, and there was a very small text that could be easily ignored if you didn't pay attention to it.

Jiang Nuan took out a piece of enlarged spectacle lenses and fumbled for the words on the watch flower:

On the seventh day of the seventh month, the flowers and cherry blossoms came to find me.

Jiang Nuan was even more puzzled in his heart, what does this mean, it is a flower cherry again?

Who the hell is she?

Probably due to Jiang Nuan's own conditioned reaction, she combined those words and read them out:

"Qingwa recalls the rain of the old days, there is no reason in the deep alley of the red umbrella, the seventh day of the seventh month, the flowers and cherries, come to find me."

As a result, Jiang Nuan was surprised to find that the hour and minute hands of the pocket watch began to rotate.

11:45……

11:50……

11:55……

00:00！！！

At this moment, the needle and minute hands stopped, and Jiang Nuan seemed to be dizzy for a while, as if he had fallen asleep......