The wind is clear and the flowers are fragrant.

The light fragrance of lotus leaves wafts in the wind.

Smell it carefully and taste it slowly, and you will find that in the light fragrance, there is also a hint of rich floral fragrance.

Fragrant.

He almost forgot!

Qianqian, when Qianqian was his cousin, he liked lotus very much.

The old silk handkerchief that he has been treasured in the sandalwood box on the side is embroidered with lotus flowers, the light blue sky, a few white clouds, and the blue background is a unique lotus: the lotus shows sharp corners, and there are dragonflies standing on their heads.

The silk handkerchief on that side! As soon as he went to Yunling High School, he carried it in the left pocket of his jacket, which was close to his heart.

There are some things he doesn't want to think about, but his thoughts will always spread infinitely in the dead of night, drowning him.

Some people, staying in the depths of memory, can't get rid of them if they want to, so they let them ferment and wantonly occupy every free space of their lives.

Later, he came to Yunling, the closest place to Jingyun, no, the place where he only arrived after crossing most of Jingyun City.

At the beginning of each month, he sits on the No. 11 or No. 19 bus, shuttling around Jingyun City.

When passing by Jingyun No. 1 Middle School, he couldn't help but look out the window and smile unconsciously when he saw the girl with a high ponytail inside.

In that smile, he would occasionally think of the girl with two pigtails that were almost upturned in the depths of his memory.

He would also remember what she had said.

I still think of the way she walked up to him proudly, poked her fingers across his forehead, and asked loudly: Is it so difficult for you to marry me?

He smiled shyly: My cousin asked me to marry, and I will marry.

It's just, now, where is that girl?

Whose forehead did her finger poke again, and who was with her again?

Is she like those girls outside the car window, with a high ponytail, youthful and energetic, swaying from side to side behind her head as she walks by? Or do you have long hair and a long skirt, and walk indifferently in the crowd, but you can't take your eyes off it?

What's wrong with her?

Wouldn't you, occasionally, think of him?

Or, she already has a happy life of her own.

So flamboyant, so domineering, but so innocent, beautiful girl! Because of her appearance, he was inspired to constantly pursue those beautiful people and things in life.

Now that she is here, there should be a lot of Jingyun's boys around her who are just as good as her, right?

And he, as he grew up, began to understand.

It turned out that there was a distance of 300 kilometers between him and her!

Pretending to inadvertently swept the hair on his forehead, he pressed the left pocket of his jacket lightly, and a wry smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Some people, some things, stay there, and refuse to go when they happen.

And some distances are insurmountable chasms.

Like, many years ago, he tried his best, but he still couldn't make that promise!

Some things can not be achieved by exhausting manpower; Some realities are not necessarily broken by hard work.

And he, as he grows up, gradually understands, but he still thinks about it, and he stays stubborn, what can he do?

Even in the end, it was still fruitless. It's just one more heartache that has not healed from the recurrence of an old injury.

Six or seven years have passed.

Now he is very close to Jingyun.

Even though he would cross the still clouds every month, he never saw "her" again.

Every time he looked out the window, he couldn't help but wonder if someone would suddenly stop him in the crowd: Rui, ghost!

When he turned around, the man was a little strange, but also a little familiar.

Imagination is always his imagination.

Time shuttles, he is a sophomore in high school, and he has lived in this familiar and unfamiliar city for more than a year.

But the voice never rang out.

Occasionally, at the station, in the bustling crowd, someone will call him "Liu Ruixuan" or "A Xuan".

He didn't have to look back, he knew. It was his classmates, or a group of three or four, two or three girls who were looking at him heartily.

When I saw him turn around, I happily pushed me, and I pushed you. Among the girls who were pushing, he saw that one of the girls seemed to have a red face, looked at him, and lowered her head again.

He turned his head.

I don't know! I don't want to know either!

None of those were the sounds he wanted to hear.

Someone tugged at the corner of his coat.

He didn't have to look at it to know that it was his sister who had just entered his first year of high school.

Liu Xiu gently pulled the corner of his clothes on the side, and said to him casually, or, from now on, she will block these noises for him?

When he heard this, he was silent for a moment, and looked at Liu Xiu: her eyebrows and eyes were smooth, and there was no trace of waves in her eyes.

He smiled, nodded, and looked not far away.

In the west, the sun is setting like a rainbow.

Just like in the past, he and she frolicked together in the twilight of dusk, and when they turned around, it was almost dark, so they said goodbye, made an appointment, and saw each other the next day.

And now, where is the person to meet?

I had to get acquainted with you yesterday, why did I get to know you at night?

The afterglow of the setting sun is dyed on the side, and the No. 11 bus road is coming in such light and shadow.

Let's go. Liu Xiu stretched out his hand and grabbed him, and walked to the No. 11 bus together.

He looked back into the crowd. In the surprised eyes of those girls, let Liu Xiu take his hand and walk forward.

Later, under Liu Xiu's reminder, he suddenly began to understand that he seemed to be wrong, that platform was the main station where the cars from various counties stopped in Jingyun, but "she" grew up in the center of Jingyun.

How did you get here to take the bus?

He thought and thought, and for the rest of the time, he still had something in his heart.

My cousin is two years older than him, and he is now a sophomore in high school, so my cousin should be a freshman.

The bus stop of No. 11 and No. 19 is also at Jingyun Railway Station.

If my cousin had gone to a university in another country, she would have passed by here.

When he went home at the end of the month, Liu Xiu casually glanced at the No. 19 bus, and he also followed.

Liu Xiu, brother, the next two stops of the No. 19 bus, is it Jingyun Division?

He was stunned for a moment, and looked at Liu Xiu, yes, so is Route 11. What's wrong?

Liu Xiu smiled, is Jingyun Normal University the best university in our college town?

He nodded, which was known to all Jingyun and Yunling.

The two most outstanding schools in Jingyun University Town are Yunling Middle School, and the other is Jingyun Normal University, which is two stations away and a distance of one kilometer.

From Yunling Middle School to Jingyun Normal University, walk 500 meters to the west, turn left at the intersection, and walk another 500 meters to the east gate of Jingyun Normal University.

Oh. Liu Xiu answered, and looked at him with a smile in his eyebrows, Have you ever been to Jingyun Normal University?

He was stunned, no Sakura

The school is completely closed, and only goes home once a month, and only children in Jingyun City can go home half every two weeks.

He didn't have that thought, and he didn't have the time to go to Jingyun Master. Although they had an intern teacher in their first year of high school, Cao Xiao did not let the intern teacher organize them to visit Jingyun Normal University.

And he is not interested in the young female teacher, although everyone is good-looking.

Oh. Liu Xiu responded, our class has an intern teacher, listen, and when it is over at the end of April, we will be organized to visit Jingyun Normal University.

Oh. He replied casually and walked towards the slowly approaching No. 11 bus.

He hasn't figured out how he will choose next month's liberal arts and science classes.

So will you stay in Jingyun to study in the later stage, or will you pass the exam? Liu Xiu came up and asked casually.

He glanced at Liu Xiu and did not answer.

Sister Qianqian maybe, she has already gone to another city? Or...... Liu Xiu was halfway through his words, and under his gaze, there was no follow-up.

He didn't know that this was just his wishful thinking and persistence.

But since that April, since that agreement, "she" has become his concern.

After growing up slowly, that concern in the shuttle sun and moon slowly caused a qualitative change, and she also became his lovesickness.

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