I heard that missing can really make people see the person who misses another person, even if the other person no longer exists in this world.

"You ......" Nanfeng drank wine and unconsciously tears had fallen, he rubbed his eyes and couldn't believe everything in front of him, he seemed to see the person in his heart again in a trance, but the memory in his mind clearly told him that that person had died, died in that distant summer.

"What's wrong?" The girl's eyes were full of puzzlement, she was wearing a white dress barefoot, her eyebrows and eyes were still the same as before, she was puzzled and smiled at the person in front of her, and the small dimple at the corner of her left mouth was particularly obvious when she smiled.

"Are you back?" Nanfeng wiped his tears and drank wine, looking at the phantom in front of him, he told himself in his heart that he just missed it too much.

Missing can deceive people, how can there be any ghosts in this world, this world only has some melancholy thoughts, he knows that all this can't be true, but how much he wants to let himself hug the person in front of him, he wants to have the person in front of him.

"What's the matter, haven't I always been by your side?" The corners of the girl's mouth were still smiling, she was getting closer to the south wind a little bit, and her hand stopped in mid-air, "I can't touch you, if I touch you, I'll disappear......"

The girl was stunned, she thought she was still the same summer as before, but the hand that stopped told her that she was dead and no longer belonged to this world, and all she could do now was watch from afar, even if she had been watching from afar a long time ago.

Midsummer's figure finally dissipated in Nanfeng's eyes, Nanfeng wanted to reach out to grab it, but he couldn't touch it, Nanfeng threw himself into the air and fell to the ground, and this fall woke him up.

"You can't drink, drink less, you still have hallucinations." Nanfeng got up and walked straight to the bedroom, looking at the photo of him and Midsummer two years ago on the head of the bed, his fingers lightly touched the two smiling faces full of youth, but now they have long been things and people.

I was afraid that I had to put down the group photo, look at the dim ceiling, and stuff the freshly lit cigarette into my mouth with the cigarette in my hand, but when the cigarette entered my throat, I still coughed, and I had to throw the cigarette away, and he leaned against the wall and coughed for a while before relieving myself.

What makes a teenager who didn't like to drink and smoke before, have a dozen beers in the refrigerator at home, and often have a box of Chinese in his pocket, maybe it's time.

It's a pity that he can't be depressed all the time, he still has to study hard, and he still has to work hard.

The next morning, he stood in front of the mirror and changed into the usual white shirt, he was still the gentleman, he was still the gentle young man in white, but his eyes seemed to have no brighter anymore, like a faint falling star, and his whole body seemed to say: "Beauty is beautiful, soulless." ”

But he didn't need to have a soul, just standing there cold enough was enough to amaze everyone, and people loved his talent and his appearance, because he was unbelievably flawless.

But no one cared that he wanted to make him happy, that he would have a smile on his face, that his eyes could be bright, that no one wanted to be near him, maybe people just liked to stay with him very shallowly, and wanted to get close to him to get some benefits, but unfortunately this god-like man was not close to anyone.

Maybe God just wants to be alone, God doesn't like to get along with mortals, but this lonely god once had his best friend, had a favorite person, and used to like to quarrel with people, he used to have a deep love, he used to be a very gentle person, he used to be a person who loved to laugh, and there were people who accompanied him through his youth.

But then ......

The person who quarreled with him died in the summer that was about to end, the person he loved died in the summer that had ended, and the people who had spent his youth with him had left one after another.

The professor called and said that he had won the award and a huge scholarship, compared to the professor's excitement, Nanfeng was very bland and just said an OK, because this was what he expected.

He changed his clothes and sprayed some cologne as usual, because a gentleman should have some good smell on his body, he took a briefcase and went out.

The doctor told him that A's mother, who was also the dean of teaching, was becoming more and more unstable, and his indifferent face suddenly felt a little more sad, which was one of the few emotions in the past two years, but soon that emotion dissipated in a flash.

The doctor advised him not to go and see it, but he went anyway.

Looking at the sometimes silly and sometimes weird smile on the woman's face, he didn't know how to speak, the woman put his face on his face and muttered, "A ......"

Sure enough, I still think of him as A, but Nanfeng is used to it.

"I've come to see you, you're going to live here, it's your favorite lollipop, it's all for you." Nanfeng silently took out a dozen dozen lollipops in his briefcase, and gave all the lollipops to the already stupid woman, but there was still no smile on his face, and he didn't seem to have any feelings, maybe it had made him numb in the past two years.

A woman will hurt everyone but not Nanfeng, because she treats Nanfeng as A.

The phone rang again, it was the professor calling, saying that the scholarship had been received and asked Nanfeng to check it.

Nanfeng paid the medical bills to A's mother and left in a hurry, he hated the hospital maybe because of the death of his friend A, he threw up as soon as he got out of the hospital door, he was embarrassed holding on to the trash can, but he only needed to wipe it with a tissue, and the gentleman with dignified manners returned.

Nanfeng walked down the street breathing the air of a foreign country, thinking that he would get home early and get some sleep, but he could finally sleep well after staying up for the competition for many days ago.

However, the sudden car interrupted Nanfeng's thoughts, he was hit down and flew out more than ten meters to the ground, bleeding like a river, he only heard the noise of the noise, but his consciousness disappeared little by little.

When Nanfeng woke up, he saw his parents who had come from the motherland, and the eyes of the second elder were bloodshot, and it seemed that they had been by his side all these days.

"Nannan, you're finally awake...... Did You Know...... If ......" Li Tian didn't finish speaking, the tears began to fall, she choked up, how afraid she would lose her best son like this.

"Your mother and I came all the way over, I'm afraid that something will happen to you, but fortunately Nannan woke up......" Although Nanfang didn't cry, his eyes were also red, maybe as a father, he didn't want to cry in front of his son.

"Aren't I coming back......" Nanfeng just wanted to say a few words to comfort his parents, but the words were stuck in his throat, he saw Midsummer again, is this time also an illusion?

"You've finally woken up, your parents are worried about you, I'm worried about you, you don't have to talk to me, you can't see me anyway." Midsummer stood in the doorway and looked at him, holding her chin to catch a glimpse of his dull eyes, she had watched the south wind change little by little over the past two years, and become the perfect but boring person she is now.

But this time the south wind can really see the height of summer......

But Shengxia thought that Nanfeng couldn't see it, she used to be sad that she couldn't be seen by Nanfeng, and when she saw Nanfeng miss her, Shengxia hoped that Nanfeng could forget her soon, but whenever Nanfeng seemed to really forget her, she still refused to leave Nanfeng.

Nanfeng no longer talks to anyone about Midsummer, nor does he talk about anyone, he closes himself off and can't get out of the past.

Father Nanfang received a phone call, Nanfeng's grandmother fell and needed someone to take care of her, so she still had to leave Nanfeng.

"It's okay, I'm not a child anymore, I can take care of myself, just take good care of my grandmother." Nanfeng walked with crutches in support, he said to his father and mother, he could see the reluctance on his parents' faces, but he had always been the sensible Nanfeng who made people feel distressed.

"Alas, sure enough, my son is still so sensible......" Although Li Tian wants to stay and take care of her son, her mother needs her to take care of her and can't leave it alone, her child seems to have always been so sensible and doesn't need anyone to worry and worry.

"Let's go......" Nan Fang urged Li Tian, but as the two of them walked, Nan Fang stopped as if he remembered something, turned his head and called Nan Feng, "Nan Nan-"

Nan Fang took out a wad of cash from his wallet, his fingers were sticky and saliva, and he counted the number of no more, no less, exactly 20,000, and Nan Fang sorted out the money and handed it to his son.

"Why do I want this, Dad, you can keep it, you still have what you gave me last time." Nanfeng refused to take it, he habitually didn't like to take his parents' money, maybe because he was a genius and didn't lack money at all.

"Dad knows you're very good, but this is what Dad gave you and it's different from those other money." Nan Fang had the stubbornness of being a father on his face, he was still stubborn like a child, and pushed his hand forward to hand over the money to Nanfeng.

"Okay, then Mom and Dad, take care." Nanfeng was helpless to take his father, silently accepted the money and watched his parents leave, and his father seemed to have forgotten to exchange it for dollars, but it didn't matter.

Nanfeng was about to go to the house on crutches, but found Midsummer standing behind him, he rubbed his eyes and only felt that he was sick, why did he see the phantom again.

"Can you see me?" Midsummer looked at Nanfeng's face and noticed something, she didn't know whether to be happy or sad.

Nanfeng walked into the house on crutches, completely ignoring Midsummer, he just thought that he was sick.

He took out a bottle of medicine from the drawer and poured a few pills, and he told the doctor that he had always seen the phantom, so he took some medicine.

"You can't eat this, this is expired-" Midsummer shouted at Nanfeng who was about to take her medicine, she wanted to smash something at Nanfeng but couldn't touch the object, she could only shout.

Nanfeng still didn't take the medicine, and looked at the medicine bottle to see that it was really expired, so he threw all the medicine into the trash.

"Why don't you ignore me, can't you see me?" Midsummer only needed a teleport, and she was only a millimeter away from Nanfeng's face, and she could already feel the sound of Nanfeng's breathing, as well as the smell of cologne that she didn't like.

"She's long gone, and you're just the product of my self-deception." Nanfeng bit his lip lightly and said, obviously there were already ripples in his heart, but his eyes were still so cold.

"No, although I can't touch you, I'm real and you're real, I don't know if to be happy or sad, I hate the smell of cologne on you." Midsummer's hand moved and stopped at the heart of the south wind, and the distance was only a millimeter, and she could feel the heart beating for her.