The evening wind blew on the weeping willows on both sides of the path, and the road surface was actually a little dark.

There are a lot of young figures coming on, there are a lot less when they come, walking here, the cold wind is blowing, walking in the crowd, there is still a warm feeling.

For Wu Xuan, there is a little side walk in a park, and the surrounding scenery is very beautiful. Even the air smells of willows and grass, and if you occasionally glance at Su Causeway, a thin layer of mist lingers on the surface of the lake, and the sky is as clean and clear as a mirror, and is covered by the setting sun. Dark red. A red glow.

Perhaps, on any previous trip far away from home, I will unconsciously look for a place to live at the end of the journey, so as to rest this tired body and mind.

Standing at the top of the White Causeway Long Bridge, there were many crowds gathered in both directions, and the wind here was much stronger than before.

In the direction of the sun, there is a kite in the shape of 'Bajie' flying in the sky. Soft. Soft. It's a bit vivid in the wind.

Zhu Jia felt that this shape was not good-looking at first glance, but a little ugly.

However, the scenery in that direction is beautiful, and the red sun in the distance is almost small to the size of a dot, still covering the surrounding sky and the lotus lake below with a halo.

A lot of people gathered around the old man in his sixties.

Wu Xuan raised her head slightly and looked at the kite flying on the lake. It is such a wonderful scene to merge with the water and sky.

"Look for a moment." Wu Xuan deliberately said to Zhu Jia next to her, and her happy expression could be seen on her side face, just like when he saw her for the first time in the morning, the beauty made him unconsciously want to say a few more words to her.

A girl about 20 years old next to him asked him, "Uncle, did you make this kite yourself?" Feel good. Force. True. Yes. ”

Wu Xuan also had this idea in her heart, and at this time she picked up her mobile phone and was thinking about taking a video.

The old man was still staring at the kite in the sky, and said very stiffly, "That's for sure, not me. Do. Who else. Do. “

The old man didn't care about the usual evenings in his old age.

The scene of this moment was reflected in the field of vision of the young man next to him, and the girl holding the mobile phone in both hands was frozen on his screen.

The cold evening breeze and the setting sun fell on her face, so that she felt quiet and peaceful, as if her mind would be completely relaxed.

In my mind, I naturally think of those most beautiful and innocent times, in that non-existent campus, accompanied by the soft piano music of the female teacher with black-framed eyes, melodiously singing 'Grandma's Penghu Bay'.

She feels that she has often been a little sentimental lately, and she doesn't know how many times, if there is no familiar person next to her, she wants to leave this day quickly. Hue. Soon dim place.

She looked at Zhu Jia at this time and said to him, "Is it bad for me to shoot just now, do you want to retake it?" “

He was looking at the state of her just posted on WeChat, "You are too shaky, I am dizzy to watch, if it were me, I would be turned off at a glance." “

She wrinkled her eyebrows a little, "You send me your picture to see."

She clicked on the avatar in WeChat that is a port under the blue sky and white clouds: "It's good, why are you shooting it with a horizontal screen, it's very small to post it to Moments like this." Do you know? Forget it, I'll make another one. “

She started filming from the direction of returning to the White Causeway, slowly rotating the screen, and with a serious gaze, it was easy for the people next to her to look at her a few more times.

When he got to the direction where the kite was flying, the old man just received the kite to a position of only two or three meters, and soon fell into his hands.

She still has the impression that eight. Warn. Target. Leg. In the scene of swaying vigorously in the wind, she said, "Okay, that's it." “

"This time it was a good shot." A very magnetic male voice came from the side.

He stood on the bridge and looked down at the scene of this figure's longing, in this meager world, the small only stayed in its moments.

When they walked down the white causeway together, there were obviously more people around, bustling, and they needed to avoid one or two peers on bicycles from time to time.

Wu Xuan asked, "How are you going to get to the station soon, take the subway or ride a bicycle?" ”

He didn't expect her to have the idea of cycling, "Of course I want to ride back, just to see the city again, and now it's a short subway ride away." It was as if he had started another journey at the end of the day.

She didn't want to sit in the waiting hall so early, so she nodded: "Then let's ride." ”

"Why would you want to ride back, it's not like your character." Zhu Jia asked.

"I haven't shopped enough, and I want to see it again." She smiled, those beautiful eyes staring ahead, and it was easy to tell from her expression that she was a little tired.

"This point is the rush hour after work, and we have to take our time on the road. Ride, and you'll be right behind me. He said.

Stepping onto the sidewalk outside the White Causeway, she still remembers that when she first arrived, she didn't know why tourists were going to the Children's Palace, crossing its entire campus, and seeing its current location in front of her eyes.

The leaves of the trees on both sides of the road are bordering each other in the sky, and even the sunset can not shine in. Yellow. Faint.