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In May, the Rocky Mountains are clean and pure. The white snow line of the mountain peaks in the distance has receded a lot, and a lively girl who seems to be wearing a short skirt stands tall in the world. At this time, the sun is warm, the rivers are rushing, the trees are verdant, and the air is cold, making it the best time to go out.

Little Tom was excited. Because his father promised to take him on a boat today. However, it was not until my father delivered the food and groceries in the pickup truck to customers in the mountains. His father, who ran a supermarket in the small town of Wald, was doing well.

"Tom, hurry up."

"Right now." He picked up his backpack, picked up a young husky from the kennel, and ran out in a panic.

Tom's father opened the car door for him and asked, "Can you do without it?" ”

Little Tom held the little Eskimo tightly in his arms, shook his head and said, "No." ”

"Okay." His father shrugged and started the car and headed up the hill.

Even though it was May, it was still cold in the mountains. Little Tom wears a thick jacket and a baseball cap. In front of me, the mountain peaks flying backwards stand like huge stone monuments between heaven and earth. He was a kid after all, and he felt bored and bored after watching it for a while.

"Daddy, why does Mr. Zhou live on such a high mountain? Isn't he cold, not lonely? ”

Little Tom's father said, "Perhaps." But this is the way he chooses to live. ”

Two years ago, the group built a music studio on a hill near the town of Wald, almost four thousand meters above sea level. Later, those people left one after another, and only Zhou Zijin stayed. During this time, he never went down the mountain. Zhou Zijin's only contact with the outside world is Tom Jr.'s father. In addition to delivering goods and food to the mountains on time every week, he also occasionally helped Zhou send letters and deliver letters. Zhou Zigen is a Chinese who spends a lot of money and gives a lot of tips every time.

It's finally here. Tom's father patted Tom, who was asleep in a daze, "Hey, wake up." ”

Little Tom opened his eyes and saw something indescribably beautiful.

The turquoise lake is surrounded by a dense forest. A two-story white house looms deep in the woods. The sun shone on the roof, shining brightly, and people couldn't help but want to reach out and touch it.

There was a gravel road in the woods, and Zhou walked slowly.

He wears a black cowboy hat, light blue shirt and dark blue pants. Waving his hand to the father and son, he said to Little Tom, "You must be Little Tom." ”

Little Tom smiled and asked, "How do you know?" ”

"Because your father often mentions you and says that you are a good and brave boy."

Little Tom blinked his sparkling eyes, and a sense of pride rose in his heart.

The goods were unloaded quickly. Zhou took out five hundred yuan from his arms and handed it to Tom Jr.'s father.

"Oh, that's too much, Zhou Zijin." Little Tom's father was startled.

"I'd like to ask you to help me send this to Beijing, China."

"What?" He took it and saw that it was a CD, a CD in a transparent box, "No problem, where's the address?" ”

"I've got it written." Zhou handed him an address written in Chinese characters, "You can cut it out and stick it on the package." ”

Little Tom's father nodded, pointed to the two words on the address and asked curiously, "Is this what Beijing means?" ”

Zhou glanced at it, lowered his eyes and said, "No." That's Nianqing. ”

"Nianqing?" He repeated curiously.

"Yes. Nianqing. Zhou Zijin's face was covered by a cowboy hat, and he couldn't see his emotions. But he clearly had no intention of continuing the conversation.

After leaving. Little Tom's father felt that something was missing in the carriage: "Little Tom, where's your puppy?" ”

Little Tom took off his hat and looked at Zhou Zijin, who was getting smaller and more blurred from the rearview mirror: "I left it to Mr. Zhou." ”

"Why?"

"Because I think he's lonely and pitiful."

Nianqing?

How long has it been since the name came out of his mouth?

Zhou Zijin watched the father and son leave, turned around and walked back. He sat under a wooden promenade. There was a coffee table next to the stool, and there was a vase on the coffee table, and under the vase was a letter sent by Shen Yi half a month ago.

There was a lot of mess in the letter. The company's promotional work is all ready, just waiting for the music album, which took two years to produce, to be cooked. Fans have been waiting for a long time. When will the master disc be sent?

And at the end of the letter, a few lines were blank, and another sentence was added: Su Duo is going to be a father.

Su Duo is going to be a father? So Nian Qing should be very happy at the moment, right?

Zhou Zijin looked at the sparkling lake, and his heart was in a trance. He really didn't understand, God had obviously given him ten years, why did he still lose Nianqing and exile himself in this cold place?

He thought that hiding here would freeze all his feelings and desires for her. How do you know that in the cold silence, the gnawing of thoughts is more ferocious.

Today is the first day of May. The sun is shining and the wind is warm.

Two years ago, in Beijing, it was also the first day of May. But the sun was gone, and the air was filled with cold rain.

Actually, Zhou Zijin saw Nian Qing in the crowd that day. If he catches up at that time, he will say to Nianqing: "I'm sorry, I love you." "Could the story be different?

Unfortunately, there are no ifs.