[Dandelion, summer solstice that year.] Time is still waiting to continue, the charming youth. Spread out the gorgeous left hand, the pain on the palm print is hidden from time to time, destined to a big evil, it seems that my sorrow is inevitable, want to cover up. ］

—Epigraph.

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There is a small city called Jiaxiang.

In the center of this forgotten town, there is a high school, called No. 1 Middle School.

Lixia.

The sun is warm and scattered all over the ground.

On the edge of the green playground, camphor trees are next to each other, covered with lost memories.

Lu Ziqi sat on the bluestone chair under the tree, looking up at the sky with the intertwined branches of the camphor tree, the long hair on his forehead also covered his eyes, the blue headphones were hidden in the hair, and a slow melody song was repeated in the mp3, which was Jay Chou's "Dandelion Promise".

Lu snorted in a low voice.

Saying that you want to travel together is the only wayward you insist on now...... And I can't tell if you're a friendship or a missed love.

I don't know which grade is having PE class on the playground.

The sound of reading, the sound of cicadas, so quiet.

This school, surrounded by green hills on three sides, seems to surround this lonely campus with all the sadness like water, until it finally swells like a sea and floods.

But Lu Ziqi doesn't care about all this, he really doesn't care.

The bell rang suddenly, just in time for the end of school.

The crowd is surging.

Lu still lowered his head, still listening to the song.

Let the crowd rush through the boulevard in front of you.

Suddenly being kicked lightly, Lu came back to his senses, and when he saw that it was a girl, he smiled like a scoundrel.

The girl pouted, a little angry, and said, I went to your class to look for you, and they said that you skipped class again.

Lu took off the headphones, took the girl's hand, and said, let's go, go eat something. I am hungry.

The girl said no more.

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Ancient City Street. Evening. The afterglow of the setting sun is beautiful.

Lu took the girl's hand and didn't let go, just walked together, chatted together, watched the crowd flow endlessly, and then pretended to be lonely. Watch the sad sunset together until they are silent. Let's look at the planes passing in the sky and leave a beautiful trajectory. Raise your head under the plane tree and wait for it to grow delicious apples. I saw a funny billboard together, and then suddenly I couldn't help but laugh together.

Lu pointed to a new billboard and said, look, Jay Chou.

The girl looked at it disdainfully and said, go, she doesn't look as good as me, and she shoots commercials.

Lu Xiaoxiao, yes, I should be allowed to shoot it.

The girl said, yours too.

Lu didn't answer, but his eyes were taken away by the beautiful back of a girl with hair.

The girl was dissatisfied, pouted and snorted softly: Little pervert.

Lu came back to his senses, smiled scoundrelly, and said, What about me? Hey, I just wanted to see what brand of her purse is?

The girl muttered in her heart, lying, they didn't have any leather bags with them at all.

Lu turned his face and smashed it again, in fact, that woman is also quite eye-catching, right?

The girl twisted him vigorously and said, go, go back to school, and if you dare to skip class today, I will pinch you to death.

Lu said, you think I'm a bed bug.

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Seven o'clock, evening self-study.

Lu Ziqi sat in his seat, bored and reading novels. Other students are all writing their homework with their heads down, immersed in their own world of questions, and do not interfere with each other. The classroom had been quiet, like a snow-covered forest, inhabited by a large group of speechless beasts. This made Lu feel lonely.

Lu only turned a few pages of the novel, and then he didn't like to read it again. On a whim, I picked up a carbon pencil and began to sketch in the blank space. The tip of the pen gently turned against the paper, the lines swirled down the fingertips, and in the blink of an eye, the girl's face floated on the paper.

Lu originally wanted to draw a realistic sketch, but unfortunately his painting skills were too good, and the more he painted, the more he lost his score. Lu had to comfort himself, don't blame me, who told you to look like a comic.

finally made it to the end of class, and Lu Ziqi ran out of the classroom like a flying boy.

Lu is in the liberal arts class, and the reason why he chose the liberal arts class is very sufficient: there are more girls in the liberal arts class.

Lu ran to the science class to call the girl out, held hands and went to the playground for a walk.

Lu said, I don't want to go to school anymore.

The girl didn't speak, just stood there stupidly.

Lu turned around and saw the girl standing still.

Lu smiled and said, tease you.

The girl gave him a blank look and said, you.

Summer solstice. Midday.

On the east side of the playground, there is a sloping painted path, along which are lined with tall and straight poplar trees, but they have the appearance of a birch forest, covering the hustle and bustle floating in the air of this small town.

To the east of the trail, there is a small basketball court, and the boys in the third year of high school are playing basketball, slamming dunk in the middle of the height, and swaying freely.

The girl stopped by the side of the path, watched, smiled, and said, look, how cool it is! That's how I'm looking for a boyfriend in the future.

Lu felt a little jealous, drank Coke, then swallowed hard, and said, Okay, I'll go play basketball tomorrow.

The girl seemed to be smiling, and said, "Cut, what kind of crooked idea is it?"

To the east of the basketball court is the east wall of the school, which stands on the hillside and looks beautiful.

There was a lonely piano room on the slope, but no one played in it for a long time.

Lu and the girl sat on the steps outside the piano room, and Lu said, After you die, this is the place where I will play the piano under the moon for you incognito.

The girl said, you. After I die, the ghost will not go away, and I will find a handsome ghost to fall in love, how can I have time to listen to you play the piano?

Lu finished drinking the Coke, but left the lid on the can, and then gently wrapped it around the girl's right ring finger, and smiled roguely, saying, Take our ancestral Lu ring, from now on you will be a member of our Lu family, life is a person of our Lu family, and death is still a ghost of our Lu family, and it cannot be relied on.

The girl shook her hand, opened the lid and slipped to the ground, and said, I won't be your girlfriend, wait for you, and I'll talk about it after the family has a lot of money. Hehe, you're still so poor at studying, you don't have much chance of meeting a girl like me.

Lu said, when the family has a lot of money, I will already empathize and say goodbye, but don't regret it at that time.

At some point, a dandelion tree grew out of the stone crevice of the steps, and it bloomed vigorously on this summer solstice. Lu suddenly remembered a song, Dandelion's promise, which is very good. Lu looked at the lonely dandelion and said softly, I really want to take you on a bicycle to travel, in this summer solstice, we can look up at the sky under the warm kapok, we can go to the most beautiful church to make a wish, we can go to the Sycamore Road in France to hold hands, we can also go to the North Pole to see the snow falling on our faces, we are as free as dandelions flying.

The girl looked forward to it, but suddenly asked, do you know the flower language of dandelions? …… It's love that can't be kept...... Just like this, if it can't stand the blow, it has already drifted to the ends of the earth, and the promised agreement has been blown to every place and cannot be kept.

Lu laughed again and said, Since the agreement has been blown to every corner, then I will take you all over the world to pick up our agreement.

The girl's reply was still the same sentence: you.

Every weekend, Lu would take the girl to visit the Carrejia supermarket (which is now closed) and buy nothing, just to crush the bags of instant noodles and act as if nothing had happened.

Lu Ziqi has a pair of good-looking eyes, and if he sees a beautiful woman, he will keep looking at others until he is ashamed of others. The girl only snickered from the sidelines.

When shopping, whenever the girl finds a large teddy bear placed in front of the store, fluffy and cute. The girl will pick it up and look at it for a long time, because she doesn't have enough money on her, so she picks it up and puts it down, puts it down and picks it up, and deliberately makes a helpless but unstoppable sigh, just like a super martial arts master who sent out an extremely powerful move to attack Lu who was standing beside him, so that he had to pay for it. But Lu just chewed gum, slowly turned sideways, and then looked up at the sky to see if the weather was still sunny, as if he didn't know anything, it was just a Tai Chi master, overcoming rigidity with softness, and easily resolved the opponent's high moves.

When eating together, Lu always dared to eat after watching the girl finish eating, he didn't hurt the girl, he was afraid that he would have to pay the bill after eating first. Sometimes when the girl eats slowly, Lu looks at the few rice grains left in her bowl and pretends to be in a daze, only picks up one grain with chopsticks, and sings Tang poem "Every grain is hard" to watch for a long time, and then he is willing to eat it carefully, just eat it one by one, until the girl finishes eating and pays the bill, she pats the table and says, "I'm full."

The girl pouted and said, "It's really enough to pick the door."

One day, Lu stood on the overpass between the teaching buildings and said to the girl, is it okay to be my girlfriend?

The girl smiled and said, you, you are so stingy.

Lu thought about it, smiled too, and said, yes...... If I were you, I wouldn't want to.

Lu accompanied the girl to giggle in the warm sunshine, but in fact, his heart was clearly aching.

It turns out that it hurts only when you smile and feel sad.

Because he knew that he loved her, but she didn't seem to love him, he just understood: she liked him.

I looked through the dictionary to find out: like and love, but there is no equal sign between these two words.

Another day, the girl didn't come to school.

He missed her so much.

Every time the class is empty, he will run to the door of the girl's class to see, and there are still empty tables and chairs.

In the last class, he skipped class again.

Sitting under the camphor tree listening to the same song, "Dandelion's Promise".

Don't say a word.

The song ends......

Lu stood up and walked to a camphor tree, and carved a few words with the tip of a knife, "Holding the hand of the son and growing old with the son", "Lu Zixi", the strange characters in his name are too complicated, so he carved a Western character instead. He also wanted to write the girl's name so that he could fulfill the most beautiful promise in thousands of years, but in the end he couldn't bear to write her name.

Promises are beautiful, but they are long and terrifying.

Her name has long been engraved on Lu's heart, carved into a gorgeous wound. So every time I think of her, there will always be a smile on the corner of my mouth, but the wound in my heart is obviously cracked, and melancholy blood flows.

In the afternoon the girl returned. It was a mild cold, but fortunately he recovered quickly.

In the future, Lu will still sit under the tree and watch the girl who promised to wait after school, they will still walk together with hooked fingers, eat together, go to the supermarket together, watch beautiful women pass by, tell funny jokes together, and look for fireflies in the grass together.

And the words left on the camphor tree have not been noticed yet, as if they want to leave a sarcastic and funny foreshadowing for Lu Ziqi.

On the autumn solstice, the leaves are heavy and the wind is cool.

The camphor tree is no longer as lush as summer, but the words on the tree are scarred and become clearer and clearer.

So everyone who passed under the tree occasionally looked up and could see the eleven crooked simplified characters, "Holding the hand of the son, growing old with the son, Lu Zixi", the girl pouted and said, which class of girls do you want to hold hands with until you are old?

Lu Xiaoxiao, holding his right hand with his left hand, said, That's it... Lonely to old age.

The girl said, others don't think so, the whole school knows, you're going to be miserable!

Lu scratched his head and said, who would know that writing on the tree would cause scars?

The girl sighed helplessly and said, alas, even junior high school students understand this truth, you are illiterate! It's terrible to be uneducated.

Lu smiled and said, Okay, in this case, this tree is a proof, a hundred years later, the younger generations will also understand my good intentions, you are destined to be unable to escape, just keep your beautiful long hair for me, and wait for the day I marry you.

The girl said, you.

During the evening self-study, Lu was called out by the head teacher to be trained.

In the corridor, looking at the head teacher's cold face purple like an eggplant, Lu suddenly wanted to laugh a little, eggplant? I don't know which genius gave the nickname to the person in front of him, it's just too appropriate.

Eggplant looked at Lu and said, "Did you engrave the words on the tree?"

Lu said, yes.

Eggplant looked at Lu coldly, and after a long time, he said, I knew that your kid did it, and he was capable enough, and the whole school knew about it. The Headmaster won't spare you easily...... If the inspector comes to ask, he will say that you didn't make it, and you tell him that you are this stranger, not that West.

Lu was a little moved and said, I know. But I thought in my heart, people wouldn't be so mentally retarded.

Eggplant said, go back to the classroom and read.

Lu En sighed, turned around and wanted to leave, but was stopped by eggplant again.

Eggplant said seriously, please, if you want to leave a beautiful word, you see that the words you write are crooked and scribbled, and you are embarrassed to chase girls?

Lu endured not smiling and said, yes, the teacher taught me.

Eggplant waved his hand and said, "Go ahead."

The next day, at lunchtime, Lu and the girl went to the Meng Mountain behind the school, and the hillside was planted with lush cypress trees, which were silent in this autumn.

Although it is already after the beginning of autumn, the summer is not clean, and it is still uncomfortably hot, and there is the sound of hot cicadas by the playground.

The girl sat in the shade of the cypress tree and ate a boxed lunch, gulping and eating strangely deliciously.

Lu looked at the girl's eating appearance, endured it for a long time, and said, Hey, I want to ask you a question......

The girl stopped her chopsticks and looked up at Lu.

Lu said, you said that you are a girl, you eat like this... This... This... You just bought a boxed lunch, huh?

The girl said, yes, what's wrong?

Lu said, please, it's noon, and you're not the only one who knows how hungry you are. You can just buy a copy, you don't need to be so picky......

The girl said, you, dare to say that I pick, beggars are not as generous as me.

Lu was speechless.

Suddenly hit on the head by a flying object, Lu bared his teeth in pain, and picked it up, it was a bag of sandwich bread.

The girl smiled and said, "How can I thank me now?"

Lu smiled and said, I just found out that your hair is getting more and more beautiful today, remember to keep it, waiting for me to marry you.

The girl said, cut.

Lu nibbled on bread.

The girl said, I heard your classmate say that you were called out by the teacher yesterday, was it because of the words left on the tree?

Lu smiled again and said, no, he just asked if the girl was pretty, I said no, and the teacher said that since she was not beautiful, there was no need to take such a big risk.

The girl said, you.

There was silence for a long time.

Lu said lightly, in fact, I wrote it to you alone.

The girl lowered her head and did not speak, but a clear liquid flowed from her eyes.

Lu said, in fact, you already knew that I wrote it to you, and now you don't need to be moved to cry, right?

But the girl put down the lunch box, exhaled, and said, "it, there will be raw onions in the stir-fry,...... By the way, what did you just say?

Lu wanted to stop talking, and finally could only say: Please, don't drag it like this today, okay?

The next day, Lu was summoned to the office by the squad leader. In the office, only the head teacher Eggplant and the inspection director were arguing, and the inspection director's surname was Lu, who was a woman.

The surname Lu is very strict, many bastards are afraid of him, I remember that in the first semester of high school, a buddy once said with such a consciousness, whoever wants to have a girlfriend has to pay the surname Lu, in this case, who is afraid of deducting points in the future?

Now that I think about it, this is the truth, but ......

The surnamed Lu saw Lu coming in, flashed a sharp gaze, and asked: Are you Lu Zixi?

Eggplant didn't let Lu have time to answer, so he said, how many times have I told you, this Lu Ziqi is not that Lu Zixi, don't believe it? Lu Ziqian, take out your ID card and show it to Director Lu.

The surnamed Lu was a little annoyed, and a Hedong lion roared and said, Wu Xiaochen! You don't give me sloppy eyes, you treat me as a fool. West is Qian, Lu Zixi is him, and there is no second one in our school.

Eggplant said, that can't just say that Xi is the same as Qian, and Lu is the same as Lu, Zi is the same as Zi, is there a name for Lu Zixi in our school, or Lu Zixi?

When eggplant said this, he also estimated that it was unlikely, and he had no bottom in his heart, and said, by the way, it is very likely that someone will frame him, who would be stupid enough to write his real name?

When Lu heard this, he was full of emotion, and couldn't help but admire, and said in his heart: Eggplant is really worthy of being a round researcher.

The surname Lu has nothing to say, so I have to say, I only ask him...... Lu Ziqian, did you do this after all? Remember, men must dare to act, or even girls will look down on you?

Eggplant just wanted to fight back, but Lu spoke.

"I did it."

The surnamed Lu smiled, left a sentence and left.

"Wait for the expulsion."

Eggplant sighed helplessly and said, you go back first, I'll go to the principal to see if I can fight for it again.

In the end, Lu was still expelled, because of the bad influence, so the school had to let Lu be the monkey used to kill the monkey to show the chickens.

Lu came to the door of the girl's class again, the girl was in class, and when she turned her head to one side, she happened to see Lu, the girl smiled and grimaced at Lu.

Lu's heart hurt suddenly: "This smiling face, I don't know if I can see it again in the future?" After I leave, she may not be reluctant, after all, I am not the person she wants to love, forget it, just leave like this. ”

After school at noon, the girl went to look for Lu under the camphor tree, but Lu was no longer there.

The girl pouted, but suddenly saw that under the eleven words on the trunk of the tree, someone had just drawn a grimace of a little girl when she smiled, the painting was very ordinary, but it was very cute.

The girl couldn't help laughing, and said to herself, this idiot, you still painted me so ugly, look at how I can settle accounts with you.

In the afternoon, there was still no shadow of Lu, and the girl went to Lu's class to inquire, only to know that Lu had been expelled.

After hearing this, the girl pursed her lips again and wanted to cry, but finally couldn't hold back and didn't cry, the girl just said to the white and quiet wall, Lu Ziqian, you bastard!

The girl really hasn't cried since. Whenever the girl couldn't help but want to cry, the girl would gently tell herself: forget that bastard, you have to learn to be happy yourself.

But she rarely laughed anymore. She has always been serious about studying, studying, studying.

Time flies, curling like the wind passing by the playground in the sunset, no one is allowed to stay, vague, empty, and drifting away.

A flash is a season, the passing years pass by, no one waits, but the wave of the hand has been carved on the Sansheng Stone for some simple children to leave an indelible eternal sorrow, forever.

Winter, Christmas Eve. This night, peaceful and quiet, can make people forget that they still have breathing.

The girl was still studying in the classroom at night, and it was snowing outside the classroom, and the beautiful snowflakes filled the blue sky, dancing in a fantastic manner, scattered into white, and decorating the entire campus of No. 1 Middle School.

Some students exclaimed: Today's Christmas Eve, it snowed, so beautiful!

The girl said in her heart: Cut, what's so surprising about the snow on Christmas Eve? The little match girl didn't die in the snow.

Thinking of this, the writing pen stayed at the original point stupidly, stunned, and suddenly, the girl finally couldn't help but cry on the desk. Because she remembered the promise Lu had made to her.

It was in this summer that she and Lu wore beautiful summer clothes, holding hands and walking on the painted road under the poplar tree on campus, the girl occasionally looked up, and occasionally saw a lonely white bird, flying lonely through this white summer, Lu played "Qili Xiang" over and over again with MP3, the melody is cordial but full of youthful vitality. Jay Chou stood in the middle of summer by the wheat field with the acoustic guitar in his arms, singing softly, like the happiest catcher in the wheat field this summer.

The girl looked up at the sky and said, "I really want to spend a day in winter now, listen to the nice wind, and see the beautiful snow."

Lu still smiled scoundrelly and said, a long time ago, I prayed in front of the cross and made my wish, in a certain winter, I can hook your fingers and go to Paris in summer clothes for Christmas Eve, how about it, are you so moved that you are about to cry now?

The girl just smiled and said, "you, you want to freeze me to death."

Everything has been embedded in the gears of time, never to be repeated.

The girl recalled, crying, and her classmates were overwhelmed with shock.

The teacher called the girl out and asked her what was wrong.

The girl said, no, she just wanted to cry suddenly.

The teacher said, don't cry, go back...... Well, by the way, remember to cut your hair, it's already too long.

The girl was stunned, since Lu left, she hadn't had a haircut once, she had always kept it, kept it, and the girl couldn't help but ask herself, was she involuntarily waiting for that agreement from the bottom of her heart, waiting for her long hair, waiting for Lu to marry her one day.

In the end, she still listened to the teacher and cut her hair short, because she has always been an obedient and well-behaved child.

Two years later, the girl was admitted to a prestigious university with excellent grades, and in the second semester of her freshman year, the girl had a boyfriend, her boyfriend was an excellent student in the school, very tall and handsome, gentle and elegant, he loved girls very much, in his eyes, girls were everything to him, he couldn't see other girls, and, most importantly, he also liked Jay Chou's songs, which may be the reason why the girl chose him.

By the way, the girl's boyfriend also has a very beautiful name, Han Lan.

Han Lan is a very good boy, with a gentle temperament like a crystal Hetian jade, a handsome face, a white shirt, clean hair, and gentle eyes like water, and a mouthful of bright teeth when smiling, many girls in the university are secretly in love with Han Lan, who stopped at the intersection of Wutong Road, does not like to talk, and is quiet.

The girl would often see Han Lan secretly tearing up the love letters written to him by other girls behind her back, because he was afraid that the girl would be sad and embarrassed when she saw it.

In fact, he didn't know that the girl already knew all this, but the girl's heart was still not a little sad, except for indifference, but there was a clear feeling of loneliness, empty and strong.

Perhaps, she didn't care much about Han Lan.

By Han Lan's side, the girl still rarely smiled. Maybe he is silently waiting for the current King of Zhou You, the King of You, who smiles at the princes of the Beacon Theater. Even if he abandons thousands of years and thousands of years, he would rather exchange for a smile from a beautiful woman.

The gardenias on the campus are in full bloom like the sea, the white petals are scattered in the palms of the hands, like broken white moonlight, the girl spreads out her lonely palms, the petals lie quietly on the injured palm prints, the girl just stands stupidly under the flower tree and does not speak, quietly hallucinating that she is still the happy little girl, can hold hands with the summer solstice carefree, can take the trouble to listen to someone bragging to the piano in the gentle wind, can smile without scruples, but the past has become a monument, has been frozen in the summer solstice full of dandelions, and the memory is reversed, but I can't help but feel sad.

In the spring breeze in March, the warbler flies and the grass grows.

Han Lan walked with the girl on the shore of the lake covered with iris, and the girl was silent and did not speak in the pale reflection of the clouds on the lake. Han Lan took the girl's hand, the girl was startled and didn't speak, but gradually felt that although the hands were clenched, there seemed to be a strangeness thousands of miles away. The girl gently let go of Han Lan's left hand and said, I'm sorry.

Han Lan smiled embarrassedly and said, no need.

The years are not like water.

Memories are as dead as autumn trees.

When shopping, Han Lan would always stand next to the girl and watch the girl pick out every piece of clothing, and then take out a brand new bill to pay at the counter, and when crossing the street, she would only look at the traffic lights and zebra crossings seriously, but she would turn a blind eye to the beautiful girls in the past and be indifferent.

The girl suddenly remembered Lu Ziqi again, remembered the Lu Ziqi who cherished money like her life and was the most picky, and the Lu Ziqi who drooled and didn't know what to do when she saw a beautiful woman. I don't know why, she still misses Lu Ziqi who loves to brag and is full of shortcomings.

The girl prayed: how I hope that all these hurtful thoughts are just my own illusions, and that three years have passed, and that bastard should have been forgotten in the corner of memory a long time ago, never to be found again.

Night, not deep.

Very good moonlight, shining.

The path behind the teaching building was full of green grass, and Han Lan and the girl walked slowly without speaking.

Han Lan lowered her head and walked, listening to beautiful songs, while the girl sometimes looked up at the sky, sometimes lowered her head and hummed songs, sometimes smiled stupidly at the empty basketball court, and sometimes stood under the lonely oak tree sad and sang in a low voice.

The green leaves on the branches of the oak trees are so beautiful. The girl stood under the tree, looked up, and Mochizuki imagined, pretending to be intoxicated.

Han Lan carefully handed the headphones to the girl and said, listen, this is my favorite song, "Dandelion's Promise".

The girl was stunned and muttered intermittently, "Dandelion's Promise"? …… Dandelion......

Isn't this the song he listened to and hummed over and over again?

The girl listened quietly, the melody was slow but sad, Jay Chou sang softly, sadness flowed backwards, lowered her head and remembered Lu Ziqi who had a rogue smile under the camphor tree, the smile was not very clear, and the girl couldn't help but feel heartache.

Jay Chou sang softly,

"Saying that you want to travel together is the only willfulness you insist on now."

Hearing this, the girl's heart suddenly throbbed in a trance, that year's summer solstice, by the beautiful and quiet piano room, looking at the dandelions all over the ground, Lu gave the promise but didn't know if it had been staying in that place waiting for the girl to keep.

Jay Chou is still singing softly,

The girl held back the thin tears and insisted on not crying, closed her eyes and did not speak, and gradually choked up. But I endured it to the end, but I finally couldn't hold it anymore, tears were like a broken embankment, surging out, running for thousands of miles, but I couldn't go back to that gorgeous time. Crying sadly, like a child who can't find his way home.

Because of the last sentence, Jay Chou sang softly,

"And I can't tell anymore, are you friendship, or missed love?"

The girl cried desperately.

When Lu Zai listened to this song repeatedly three years ago, he must have fantasized that one day they would travel together and hold hands to wander the world, but the song had been sung to the end, and the ending was opened by fate, and the unclear feelings between the two people had already been doomed to be just an illusion.

This song is so distressing to sing, but it is very distressing to listen to.

Now I understand why Lu Wurou's smile always endures a little sadness and helplessness, why Lu always stands in the empty sunset and doesn't speak, why Lu always rides a bicycle and occasionally looks up at the sky when he smiles stupidly, but he always laughs so embarrassed.

The girl cried desperately......

Han Lan stood to the side in a daze, but she could only be at a loss, looking so innocent in the moonlight.

It's been a long, long time.

The girl wiped away her tears, quietly lowered her head in front of Han Lan, and said, Thank you, Han... We... We... Let's break up.

Han Lan was stunned, and wanted to speak but could only be speechless. A sharp moon, the moonlight was already cold, the north wind was blowing, and the silver-white clouds were piling up overhead.

Han Lan was stunned for a long time, enduring the deep wound and not wanting to moan, just said, okay.

Turning his head and pretending not to be injured, he closed his eyes and felt that the tears were really hot.

But in the spring of March, the cold snow still fell, and it fell on the field of painful hearts, freezing into wounds, which will never be released.

Finally, the summer solstice, the beginning of this summer's sorrow, but this sorrow has no end.

The girl sat alone under a gorgeous oak tree and listened to the same song over and over again, "The Dandelion's Promise." The long hair was blown by the breeze, the girl stopped talking, silent, sad, wanted to cry, drank the drink, couldn't swallow it anymore, couldn't help but think crankily, fantasized about going back against time, being able to return to the piano room of No. 1 Middle School again, the season of dandelion happiness and blooming; Fantasizing about the stars, sitting on the back seat of a bicycle and following a person to the foot of Mount Fuji in Japan to see the beautiful and pure white cherry blossoms; fantasizing that you can go to the top of the tallest building in Seoul, South Korea, and raise your hand to pick up the stars by bicycle; fantasizing about riding a bicycle through Taiwan to wait for the winter rain, the white windmill is quiet in the rain; fantasized about riding a bicycle back to No. 1 Middle School, guarding the camphor to grow old, and the fallen leaves withered all over his feet; fantasizing about riding a bicycle along the equator and then heading north to see the beautiful Northern Lights; Fantasy of getting lost in a forest full of apple trees on a bicycle, never finding the exit, just obediently and happily sitting under the apple tree, waiting with someone for eternity, keeping the vows made and slowly turning their heads together, fantasizing, fantasizing... Until he burst into tears, hugged his head and cried, in the shade of oak trees, the most beautiful sorrow at the summer solstice was achieved.

Tears poured down like summer rain, and at last she could only sob, the girl smiled hard, and then carefully put the lid on the Coke can on the ring finger of her right hand, and whimpered and said to herself, I am very happy.

The years are like water, and the sorrow flows through the pure white years, whose tears wander. Wounded souls, exile. The word happiness has long been exiled and no longer belongs to the humans of this season.

Sophomore year, summer vacation.

The girl returned home, and the next day, the girl's senior high school classmate called and wanted to invite her to Jiaxiang to attend the class reunion, and the girl casually agreed.

A few days later, the girl went.

Her classmates said that they wanted to go to the campus of No. 1 Middle School to take a few photos, and the girl also went.

In the first middle school, in summer, everything is in full bloom.

They wandered left and right on the side of the rockery, next to the stone carvings, in the shade of green trees, taking pictures everywhere.

The girl walked alone to the piano room on the hillside and picked up the flowers. In the warm July, the piano room is still quiet, the sound of cicadas is still the same, and the breeze is still the same, all of which seem to be the summer of July that year, but the people of that year are never the same. Things are wrong, shocking and hurtful, and suddenly I feel distressed. It is said that it will be forgotten, but why is it remembered forever? Looking back, prostrate at the end of time, praying quietly. Dandelions all over the ground, sad all over the ground, but I don't know if I can really forget it in the coming year.

Under the camphor tree, the girl raised her head and looked stupidly, fortunately the words left on the tree were still there, but she didn't know that Lu Ziqi wrote that year, "Hold the hand of the son, grow old with the son." The oath is still there, whether it still counts.

The grimace painted by Lu under the words is still smiling so brightly, vaguely that day, the girl can't help but smile happily when she sees this, and this happiness makes people feel so painful. The girl thought, I haven't smiled like this in four years.

The left bank and the right bank of each other, looking at each other through the autumn water, the moon rising and setting on the left bank, the cycle of life and death on the right bank, although the left bank and the right bank are only separated by one bank, but they can never look at each other across the bank, because the left bank is on the left bank of the river, and the right bank is on the right bank of time.

Tears, or smiles that hide tears, don't help. No one can do anything but do nothing.

That's the number of days.

At noon, the senior high school students had dinner in a restaurant, and the girl sat by the window and just drank Coke one by one, without saying a word, silently looking at the traffic outside the floor-to-ceiling window and pretending to be in a daze.

A waiter came up with a tray and said, "Here, this is the last dish you ordered."

The girl was stunned, turned her head, and the cup in her hand fell to the floor and shattered. The sound of glass breaking echoed in the huge hall, stretching, and finally the mountain collapsed.

The waiter was also stunned, looked at the girl and didn't speak, was silent for a long time, lowered his head and just said, I'm sorry,... This lady.

Then he crouched down and carefully picked up the glass shards on the ground, slowly turning and walking away.

The girl looked at the back of the waiter, with tears in her eyes, and said softly, Lu Ziqian, you are a bastard.

When the classmates finished eating, the girl went to the counter to pay the bill, and the girl said to the hall manager, where is the waiter? The service attitude is very bad, I want to complain about him, can I?

The manager nodded and apologized, and said, I'm sorry.

The girl said, "Well, you call him out, and I'll have to lecture him to his face."

The manager had no choice but to say to a person next to him, go, and called Li Qiang over.

The girl was startled. Li Qiang? Is it really the wrong person?

After a while, a man with a strange face came over and asked, "Manager, what are you looking for me?"

The manager pretended to be annoyed and said, "Ask the lady."

The girl said, it's not him, it's not him, it's not him who I'm looking for.

Li Qiang smiled and said, you are looking for Lu Ziqi, that thin boy, I was a little busy just now, he helped me deliver the dishes, what is wrong, how much do you wait.

The girl said, "Then please call him out."

Empty hallways. Only the girl and Lu Ziqi stood stunned, everything was quiet, and even the sound of heartbeat was very clear. The girl looked at Lu Ziqi in front of her, dirty overalls, hair that had been cut short, a thin and wooden face, and stood there without saying a word, feeling so strange and far away, just like the first time I saw it. I couldn't help but think of Lu Ziqian, who was wearing a pure white and clean dress four years ago, with flowing hair and smiling from time to time under the camphor tree, smiling like a scoundrel. The picture of the flow of memories always makes people's hearts hurt again and again, very painful, maybe it will hurt until the old sun and moon are refreshed. But I don't know if Lu Ziqi still exists that year, and who will this person in front of him be?

Time froze and instantly froze. There is no going back to the past, and in the middle is a wall carved by time, which no one can pass through.

On the other side of the wall of time, there was Lu riding a bicycle under the tree and looking up, quietly listening to "The Promise of the Dandelion", there was the wish that Lu made by the piano room that year, the warmth of Lu holding hands on the street that year, the beauty of Lu drooling when he looked at the past, the simple smile of that year, the youth that was like clear water, and the summer solstice that he would never forget, but all these happiness were separated from the wall and could not be lived; Grief has been kept on the right side of the wall, and now it can only be borne by one person.

The girl looked up and smiled, pretending to be fine, and said, altogether... How much?

Lu Deng was startled, as if he had just woken up from a dream, and said, Huh? What did you say?

The girl said, "How much does it cost to eat?"

Lu looked down at the bill, and after a long time, he said, four hundred and eighty-two.

The girl gave Lu five a hundred, and Lu found eighteen. The girl was holding eighteen dollars, and just wanted to smile and say, "you, it's still so picky." But when he looked up and saw his wooden face, he could no longer find an excuse to joke with him, and his heart hurt as if he had been pricked by a needle.

The girl thought, "Me and him, it's no longer me and him four years ago." I'm no longer the little girl who pouts and cries and likes to listen to fairy tales, and he is no longer the Lu who laughs and brags to me. ”

turned his head and glanced at Lu again, but found that Lu Zheng was looking at him stupidly, his eyes were sad and confused, like a trance illusion, and like a broken starlight under the dark night sky. Lu walked a few steps closer, stood in front of the girl, looked at the girl's face seriously, her eyes gradually moistened, Lu stretched out his right hand, and wanted to hold the girl's left hand again, but it was too late, because the left hand and the right hand missed the familiar feeling of the year, and this feeling can never come back.

Lu's tears fell without knowing when, and a large drop fell on the floor, accumulating into a trickle.

If two people are separated by each other,

Is it a few tens of thousands of light years away, or is it just a short last year? If you are faced with a choice, do you choose the left bank or the right bank?

Lu looked down at the girl's eyebrows and didn't speak for a long time.

The girl thought that Lu would kiss her eyebrows softly, and slowly closed her eyes.

Lu turned his face and held back his tears, and said, you... Don't fall asleep.

The girl opened her eyes, smiled embarrassedly, and said, how are you doing?

Lu seemed to be a little overwhelmed and said, It's okay... OK... Are you okay too?

The girl said, I'm not good. I've had a bad time for the past four years.

Lu Wuyan lowered his head, like a good boy who did something wrong and cried secretly.

The girl pretended to be relaxed and asked, have you found a girlfriend?

Lu said that he got married last year, and the child was just a full moon.

Lu Gan smiled dryly and said, it's a daughter, and she should be able to call her father next year.

The girl was stunned for a moment, her thoughts were surging, and her heart began to be entangled, as if she was about to wring blood.

"Daddy." How can such a heavy word be linked to the boy chasing the wind four years ago? Even though it is a matter of creation, but fate, can it really be rewritten like this?

The girl wanted to cry but there were no more tears to shed, so she just choked up and said, "Strange, you must remember to be happy."

After speaking, he turned around and left, and a sad song was playing back in the empty restaurant, "What about the happiness that was good".

"Time has passed, gone, and love is facing a choice. You're cold, you're tired, I'm crying. The unhappiness when you leave, you handwrite it on a card, and some love only gives it to this really hurts.

What's the matter, you're tired, say okay, happy. I understand, don't say it, love is faint, dreams are far away, happy and unhappy are counting you one by one, you are reluctant, those feelings of love are still profound, I still remember. You don't have to wait, talk about happiness. I was wrong, the tears dried, I let go, I regretted it. It's just that the music box of memories is still spinning, how do you stop it? ”

The song has reached the end, but what about the happiness that is said to be good? At the next stop, will there really be happiness? With a lifetime of waiting, waiting for the next life, I believe that we will be happy.

Lu Ziqi spread out his palm, and the lid on a can was opened. Who knows, this is the one, the cover that slipped from the girl's right ring finger on the summer solstice that year.

Sitting on the cold floor, heartbroken. Tears welled up.

Don't believe in fairy tales anymore, happy endings are lies.

Hold the hand of the son, and grow old with the son.

It turned out to be just a superstition.

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What to say later:

It's been a long time since I left No. 1 Middle School, and to be honest, I miss that time a little, but not very. I also told one of my classmates that I often dreamed that I was back in No. 1 Middle School, but in my dreams I would still run away desperately, maybe I didn't have the talent to study quietly. My mother once used a classic adjective to describe me: I can't hold the nest.

By the way, the prototype of Lu Ziqi in the story is not me, but he happened to be admitted to Jiaxiang No. 1 Middle School in the same year as me, and left No. 1 Middle School in the same year, it just so happens that he also likes Jay Chou's songs, it happens that he also loves to brag in front of girls, it happens that he also likes to sit whimsically under a tree alone, it happens that he will also drool when he sees the beauties on the street, and it happens that he is also very picky, and he is so narcissistic. So many coincidental shortcomings happen to be together, but I'm still me, he's still him, because I'm probably not as attractive as him. By the way, liking to listen to Jay Chou's songs shouldn't be one of my shortcomings.

There is a discrepancy in the novel, at the beginning of the story, Lu sat under the camphor tree and listened carefully to "Dandelion's Promise" over and over again, it was impossible for Lu Ziqi to hear this song at that time, and I can only say sorry for this. Oh, if you haven't heard it, you can listen to it, it's very good, and the other two songs that appear in the story, "Qili Xiang" and "Say Good Happiness".

The plot is purely fictional.

If there are similarities, it is an honor.

The right of final interpretation belongs to ...... Cut, whoever loves it will belong to whomever it is.

It's time to sleep, good night.

Winter 2009