Liangcheng, the city that has grown up with him for 27 years. Xia Yixin always has a trace of inexplicable resentment towards the unbalanced city in this season, why can't he slow down his pace in time? Why not wait for the late blooming flowers? Well, it's not too much to define a city as sentimental, right?

The stars are changing, and things are not people.

There are some things that cannot be remembered. Those who are about themselves, about others, have reasons for it, even if some reasons are so far-fetched, so unspeakable, we always have to convince ourselves to accept it after day after day.

A few days ago, I heard a story about ten years, in fact, it is not a story, it is about other people's ten years, perhaps the most unforgettable scene in their lives, although regretful but true, because it is true, so beautiful. How many decades will such a materialistic era be remembered? How many outsiders are envied by such a past? Some great love can move China but not necessarily Xia Yixin, but such a story about others touched her, Xia Yi thought, compared to her own worthless ten years, such a thing will never happen again.

It's not that we can't change the world, it's that we don't dare to change ourselves.

Because I love you, I gradually lose myself, and gradually become timid, cowardly, gradually...

The woman who was once invincible, perhaps willful, or obedient, or full of stubbornness and adventure, has long been unrecognizable and unrecognizable.

I can't complain, I can't complain。。。。。

Abandoned in humility, lamenting the passage of time after being alone, the years do not owe you, it is that you have not cared about it.

Forget it, forget it, how many times have you said it, how much determination has you made, Su Jin, this time, I really want to break off the past and forget about each other.

Xia Yixin opened his eyes and sighed that he had slept so long, remembering that when he was a child, he often sat under the apricot tree in the mountain behind his grandmother's house and thought about something out of tune. Just like that, listening to the wind, the overhead is full of clusters of apricot blossoms swaying in the wind, and the chic days of no worries no longer exist.

I groped for my phone in the dark, but I didn't find it anywhere, but I moved left and right before I realized that I was sore and sore. It's dark everywhere, and there's no light to be found, what's the situation?

I shook my head, recalled it carefully, and finally remembered, didn't I fall into the well because I was so happy and sad? Sure enough, blessings and disasters are not alone.

"Help, help, is there anyone? Help. ”

Xia Yixin shouted at the mouth of the well.

Obviously feeling his weakness at the moment, he sat on the ground in despair, holding his buzzing head and not doing anything, and at this time the mobile phone didn't know where it fell. The only time he showed his face in 27 years was when he made headlines after he died: The corpse of an unknown woman went to the bottom of a well?

In a trance, I seemed to hear someone's voice above my head, small and fragmented, near and far, we must hold on, the first element of self-rescue: as long as you don't die, there is always hope!!

"Help, help, help."

There was a "brush" above his head, and a bright light flickered in front of his eyes, and what appeared above his head was a bright square. Then, a tangled human face poked out of the square, and then the man shouted, "Master Proton, there is really someone down there." ”

Hallelujah, Xia Yixin was almost about to cry out excitedly, his life should not be extinguished, his life should not be extinguished.

"Fish it up."

With this sound, a rope was thrown off from above, Xia Yixin hurriedly tied the rope around his waist, and shouted with full anger: "Okay, okay, hurry up and pull me up." ”

The waist was struggling, and his feet gradually left the ground, slowly, slowly, getting closer and closer to the bright place, and when I went out, Helian Mao I must let you die, that crazy fan, if you have a kind of you, you will come to kill me!!

Finally, in the midst of a noise, the well came out.

Climbing on the ground, Xia Yixin ignored all the previous sadness, just wanted to find someone to pour out the joy of being rescued, and saw the guy standing on the edge of the well, recognized that this was the tangled face he saw in the well, hugged him, and said happily: "Dude, you are simply a living Lei Feng, a contemporary Jiao Yulu, a modern Kong Fansen, and you are simply my reborn parents." ”

"Heh~~"

Suddenly, there was a sound of gasping cold air around. Xia Yixin let go of the man, but saw that the man stared at him like a chicken, and then looked around, there was a man in ancient costume with a surprised face on the ancient road of the ancient city, and the tall horse opposite him was riding a young man in purple costume, fourteen or fifteen years old, his good-looking eyebrows and eyes were quite familiar, but he was also surprised at this time.

Xia Yi didn't know why, thinking to himself if he was stunned or sleeping? It must be a dream, and when I think about it, since it's a dream, let's just come. Putting on a bright smiling face, Xia Yixin pinched his waist with one hand, and raised it to the people in front of him with the other: "Hello, Aning, hello, hold on?" ”

There was no word for a long time, and then the faces of the surrounding people changed from surprise to fear, and they thought in pieces: The demon is possessed, and the demon is possessed.

This dream is too bizarre, it must be that I usually watch too many costume films.

"Ouch, huh?" Before Xia Yixin could react, he heard the young man order: "Take it back and interrogate it carefully." ”

Xia Yixin was set up by a few soldiers in silver armor, the purple-clothed young man turned his horse's head, and a group of people followed, and the crowd on both sides of the road was still whispering.

What's the situation?