The jackdaw grazed the sky, and when it did touch the barrier, it let out a hiss, and then flapped its wings and flew away from this place that was not close to the gods.

The phone lit up, and Fusu pressed the familiar numbers.

In the middle of the night, he joked that Sang Xia was really a mountain cannon chick, and the password of the mobile phone and computer turned out to be the day she came to Runlu. Not creative at all...

At this time, this string of numbers is like a brand in his heart, which can no longer be erased.

Secrets, privacy, maybe Sanxia has some young daughters who don't want to tell him, but there are almost no secrets and secrets between the two that cannot be said.

She always said that she needed personal space, and she couldn't always control her, and laughed at him like every adolescent girl hated her parents.

But does she really need it? Her personal space is just to write down her little things on paper.

She went on her first date with Fusu, the ginkgo avenue they walked through, and she complained that the movie she promised turned out to be missed because of Xiaofei... And so on and so forth...

Looking through the photos she took one by one, he suddenly realized that she was really not a girl who loved to take selfies, most of the photos were street scenes, work, materials... In addition, it is everyone who runs the house.

And the most of them is still him. He unconsciously pursed his lips when he slept, and she grimaced beside her;

She lay on his lap and slapped his huge nostrils on her back, and she laughed at the time that it was the nose of the Bull Demon King;

When he doesn't wake up, his eyelids will become three-layered, as if he has made many folds in his eyes;

When he was reading, she fed him fruit deliberately not to put it in his mouth;

The big fish they had brought back from the sea together, and the meteor shower that night;

The two of them looked at the meteor shower's flushed face, and she pouted and kissed his cute appearance on the cheek...

There are also a few videos in the photo pile.

It turned out that she had kept the video taken secretly by the midnight when she was drunk that night.

She jumped on him to kiss him, hugged him like a koala, and finally coaxed him to sit down on the couch, only to pounce on him from behind and hold him tightly. During the process, he accidentally hit him in the key part, and he screamed in pain, blushing and turning around to press her against the sofa.

She looked at him drunkenly and said, "Fusu, let's have a baby, hehe", he hurriedly covered her little mouth and looked around in a panic...

Tears washed his cheeks like rain on a summer night, and he smiled with tears, and his heart was so distressed that he couldn't breathe.

He gasped for breath and watched her lie motionless on the bed.

She would never throw herself into his arms again, never again say to him, 'Kiss one, I'll be angry if you don't kiss again'...

"Fusu, when you see this video, it means that we are married. Shhhhhh

Don't go around like boring boys to show off how beautiful your wife is, even though I know I'm beautiful. Hmm," Sang Xia in the video cleared her throat, only to see her slowly unbutton her shirt, and stopped when she unbuttoned the third one, "Haha, I've been deceived."

Hmph, I don't admit that I'm a pervert yet. Hehe, but actually, I'm still in good shape. Although not that... It's plump, but it's okay.

Oh, yes, yes, I remember, I just want to tell you. Hmm..."He cleared his throat again, and looked at him with bright eyes, "Fusu, I love you!"

Her smile was as bright as ever, and she blinked, "Although, never said it, but you must know that I love you." Sanxia, love, Fusu. ”......

In the dark night, Midnight and Su'er each lay on the bed for a long time and couldn't sleep.

Night, too quiet. The hill of Runlu is too quiet.

Still, across a few walls, they still heard the suppressed, crumbling whimper...

Midnight's heart ached.

Why is she so cruel? I know that the person is gone, but everything in my life is her shadow.

It's obviously impossible to recover, but any news from that person's life can easily stir up the most fragile nerve.

He still can't bear it, what about Fusu? Qiao Ziye suddenly felt that some things had to be solved by himself after all...

The next morning, Midnight told Su'er her thoughts, and Su'er frowned noncommittally.

At this moment, Meng Yi drunkenly pushed open the door and crashed in.

Isn't he hurt? No, the pain in his heart is no less than that of Fusu.

It was precisely because the pain was so hard to endure, and he was extremely bad at enduring, that he could only choose to escape. But he was tired and couldn't escape. After the flower shop closed and sent Chen Hao's mother and son home, they found 9527 and the two went to the supper shop to drink until dawn.

"Brother Meng, what kind of mess are you doing, why do you drink like this. Su'er hugged Meng Yi's upper body, carried the lower body in the middle of the night, and the two worked together to move him to the sofa.

Meng Yi wiped his face, "I remember... Belch... Midnight said... Having said... Drunk, here, here it doesn't hurt. ”

Meng Yi patted his chest vigorously, Su'er turned her face away with a sour nose, and couldn't bear to say another word, ran to the kitchen, poured a cup of hot water, and handed it to Midnight.

As soon as he put the cup in front of Meng Yi in the middle of the night, he took it and drank it in one go, and roared with his chin full of water: "9527, drink, come, dry, let's go." ”

After returning the cup to Su'er in midnight, he took off Meng Yi's coat and muttered, "Stupid or not, you just believe it when I say it, if it's really useful, why don't you drink it?"

Meng Yi suddenly stared at the midnight with his eyes wide open, "I'm not stupid. I'm not stupid. I know it's useless, but it hurts..."

After speaking, he hugged his head and cried. Meng Yi has always been a straightforward sweat, what to say. He had been cautious about anyone who came into contact with him and Fusu, and even Qiao Ziye he didn't fully believe it.

But since he returned to Runlu, a group of people lived together every day, and slowly, his heart that had built a siege from himself let go of the defense.

And the first person to let him break this line of defense was the girl with a sunny face. A girl who is as transparent as a crystal and smiles like a child.

"Midnight, what the hell do you think this is? What a kid you are.

We old immortals can't die if we want to die, but why. Why is my little Sanxia dead?

My little Sangsha, dead... She's dead..."

When Meng Yi said those two words, Midnight and Su'er had already burst into tears.

In the hall, Meng Yi hugged his head and whimpered and cried. Midnight and Su'er stood silently on the side, crying.

Suddenly, for no apparent reason, there was a sudden torrential rain in the sky. What a time!

When the rainstorm stopped, the three of them sat on the verandah in the backyard, their red and swollen eyes open.

After a long time, Midnight whispered in a hoarse voice, "I'll go tell him." ”

Su'er, Meng Yi, "Let's go together." ”

The three of them went upstairs, pushed open the door, and Fusu sat on the sofa holding the computer and reading Sang Xia's work notes.

He didn't even want to miss a word she typed out by hand. Every word is the connection between him and her.

At this point, the only connection.

"Fusu...", Midnight Nene spoke, her voice hoarse.

Fusu looked up at the three people who were wet from the rain, "It's all up." ”

Usually he can't hide from his ears even if he is a little troubled, but now, he is only focused on her, and the outside world seems to have nothing to do with him, and he no longer listens.

"Fusu, we, we put Sangxia's... Relics, tidy up, tidy up. Midnight still said those two words.

Fusu was stunned for a moment, as if something was burning in his eyes, put down the computer and stood up, "Yes, yes, there are still a lot of her things at home." Yes, tidy up, and leave everything you find to me. ”

The three of them looked at each other and frowned. This reaction was really unexpected, they didn't expect Fusu to be so cooperative. But he didn't have to think about it anymore, he was willing to accept this fact. Isn't it? It's better to be willing to face it than to stay in the house all the time.

The four of them began to move.

And in fact, in the end, everyone found that there were really not many things in Sangxia.

Most of the kitchen utensils and cleaning supplies she bought home were all trivial things that could be seen every day. And the real personal belongings of her own are very few. It's even pitiful.

It's just some clothes, a computer, dolls, and small plants in her room. After a long morning's work, they finally came together on the floor of the house, and only took up two chair-sized slap floors.

Midnight knew that when Sang Xia first came to Runlu, he only brought a faded travel bag with him. At this moment, the travel bag is sitting next to the sofa. Fusu grabbed the travel bag and rubbed it in the palm of his hand for a while, and Su'er called upstairs.

The studio on the third floor, Sangxia, was useless for a long time, because after Fusu expressed her dissatisfaction with her often working overtime at noon and not coming back to eat, she rarely brought her work home again. As a result, the glass room was left vacant.

Now, however, the glass house is like a treasure to Fusu.

Su Er remembered that she had seen many portraits of Fusu here before, so she came up to look for them. Sure enough, it has been stored and placed in the painting folder by Sang Xia. And, a sentence is written on each portrait.

Su'er hesitated for a while whether to hand it over to Fusu, and after thinking about it, she still felt that these relics were Sang Xia's true intentions. Even if Fusu can't see it, his mind won't disappear.

The good is left to the good, and the forgotten belong to forget. He had to remember that no one had the right to decide for him, to erase for him...

Fusu leaned against the large oak table he had set up with his own hands, and looked at the portraits that Sanxia had drawn for him one by one. Behind each portrait, there is a sentence attached.

He sat by the sea of tea and sipped tea, and on the back of the cardboard was written [I met you on the day I met the rainbow in the tea mountain];

He held the book with one hand against the side of his head, and wrote "Contemplation or smile is the light in my memory];

Standing on the top of the building with his back hand looking at the lake, he wrote, "If I can spread my wings like a bird, I just want to fly into your eyes]...

The moment he closed his eyes and fell asleep, the moment he turned his head and smiled, he looked up at the sky, he sat under the grape trellis, he was nailing the swing...

The three of them quietly withdrew from the glass room, this was the last time for him and her!

Fusu spread out the paintings one by one on the table, and he seemed to be able to see her standing in front of the easel, sketching one by one, full of joy...

She wrote the words she wanted to say to him, and she would have time to say to him in the future.

In his eyes, every word and sentence is the most precious treasure in the world.

He kept wiping away the tears from his face, for fear that a crystal would fall on the drawing paper and ruin his hard work.

Wherever you are, I'll wait for you to come home...

Fusu, go home...

He was on the top of the mountain in the dark night, and finally heard her thoughts: Fusu, go home...

He slumped down on the floor at his table, looking up through the glass ceiling at the rain falling from the sky again.

Suddenly remembering that it was the same rainstorm, he went to the flower shop to pick her up, but she didn't have to guess, she knew that it was him by his side.

In the rain, she found herself covered with a transparent halo, so cheerful that she was like a deer running in the rain, so fresh and lovely...

Qiao Ziye put down the fast food box and looked at the kitchen, and there was a cramping pain in his heart.

He also knew that it would be difficult for his longing to disappear, and if moving would solve the problem, he would have proposed that everyone live on another hill together. However, it is useless.

Missing is a noose that follows you like a shadow, and when you are not careful, it will be firmly wrapped around your neck, and you will not even have a chance to breathe.

Fusu suddenly appeared at the table, and everyone was used to it, only looking at him a little strangely. I don't know what he'll do next.

"Meng Yi, what do you and Sang Xia usually talk about?, can you tell me about it?" asked with red and swollen eyes, looking at Meng Yi with a sassy look.

Meng Yi was stunned for a moment, and nodded, "Also, nothing special, ah" He was also a little dazed, Fusu "You can do anything, just say whatever you think." ”

Meng Yi thought for a while, "Once she asked me if you had ever been married or if you had any children... I talked for a long time, this girl didn't believe it, saying that you look like a peach blossom, I definitely don't know how many girls I have charmed. I'm going to give you clarification with this frayed mouth, and the girl actually said..."

Meng Yi imitated Sang Xia's expression at that time, crossed his waist with one hand and pointed to Midnight with the other, pinching his voice, "Uncle Meng, you have changed." I know how to help him lie. ”

"Hahaha..."Meng Yi learned well, and everyone laughed for a while.

It's been more than ten days, and Runlu finally heard a long-lost laugh.

Behind this laughter, however, are four sad souls...