When returning to the inn, Shen Yan'er, Lin Jiage, and Qiao Bing'er packed a few luggage and waited for Ye Wei, tonight, Shen Yan'er was going back to her mother's house in Jiaxing, waiting for Robben's kiss tomorrow.

"Sister Xia Yao, would you like to attend my wedding with Robben?" Shen Yan'er smiled like a spring breeze.

Xia Yao let out an "ah" in surprise, obviously she wanted to participate, but she felt embarrassed to say yes when she met in Pingshui, so she simply blushed and stayed in place and played with her fingers.

"Sister Yan'er, she is willing." I said, standing aside.

"That's great, you and Ye Wei go and clean up, the car is still waiting for us outside, my parents are also arranged, and the makeup artist is waiting for us." Shen Yan'er urged the two. Ye Wei and Xia Yao went up to the second floor to pack their clothes.

A group of men downstairs were lying casually like Ge You, and the aunt at the front desk swept over Lu Chenyang, Zheng Fang, and Shen Jihao with a look of disdain that hated iron and could not become steel.

Robben and Shen Yan'er stood at the door.

"Yan'er, tomorrow you must be beautiful and wait for me to marry you." Robben stroked Shen Yan'er's hair messed up on his forehead.

"Uh-huh." Shen Yan'er nodded shyly.

Robben leaned over Shen Yan'er and kissed him lightly, causing a commotion among us in the house, and several single dogs made strange noises to growl uselessly. Soon, Ye Wei and Xia Yao sorted out and went downstairs, and the group of women prepared to leave.

"Xia Yao, see you tomorrow!" The moment Xia Yao stepped out of the door, a sentence came out of my mind.

"Okay, see you tomorrow." Xia Yao paused on the threshold, did not turn around, and replied to me gently.

After sending Shen Yan'er and his entourage, Robben returned to the inn and lit a cigarette and lay on the sofa, sighing to himself: "In the past, some people always said that marriage is the grave of love, but now I understand that marriage is a grave for those who are unwilling to give, and it is a paradise of love for those who understand the meaning of love."

"A person can be infected with love at the right time, just like he is infected with measles, and then he will be like a measles patient, relying on a mixture of butter and honey, and getting through the difficulties comfortably in the arms of marriage." The smoker said, smoking a cigarette.

"After experiencing the romantic love of Qingqing and me, we also chose to enter the tedious life, built our own fortress, ignored the gossip of others, and enjoyed the happy life of our own perfection." Lu Chenyang slept on the sofa and smoked.

"Alright, alright, one by one, like a poet, he said something that I didn't understand. Let's go, Lu Chenyang, let's go upstairs to play games. Shen Jihao dragged the lazy Lu Chenyang upstairs.

"By the way, tomorrow as the best man, all the clothes you will wear will be placed in your room." Robben shouted at Shen Jihao and Lu Chenyang, who were fighting on the stairs.

"I'll go to the room and clean up myself, this hairstyle is good, I only did it this afternoon." Robben strode away in style. The front desk aunt looked at the funny nature in our eyes, and I didn't know whether to envy or envy the beauty of youth.

The winding deep streets and alleys, the green tile wooden buildings and small shops next to each other seem to tell the prosperity of the small ancient city for hundreds of years.

The moss-scarred stone bridge and the simple wooden planks of the north gate, and the clear river water shimmering and dancing in the moonlight, are like a harmonious movement that forgets both the classics and nature.

The night of Xitang is dignified and quiet, and the blurred lanterns will firmly tie the shadow of the wanderer to the bench on the pillar of the water's edge, like a tired sail and a cat with a soft heart. Complaining about the, talking about the sword wildly, two ecstasy.

Tourists gradually fade into the night of Xitang, a string of red lanterns are lit, the melting red light illuminates the white walls and green tiles, and also pours bright colors into the water, standing on the top of the stone bridge overlooking the dreamlike silent street scene on both sides of the river, as if in Van Gogh's flowing oil paintings.

I walked to the stone steps outside the door and sat down, lit a cigarette, and was lonely and gloomy.

"What are you thinking?" The smokers sat together on the stone steps.

"Miss that girl."

"Robben said that girl was your kid's ex-girlfriend."

"Well, in fact, I feel more like an ex-girlfriend, more like an ex-wife, and I met relatives and friends on both sides with great fanfare, so that I lived together for a while, and that time was like a husband and wife. It's a pity that I lost her before I got to the end, full of regret and sadness. ”

"Isn't this girl back now, young man, hurry up, chase back, don't believe what good horses don't eat back grass, don't hang themselves on the same tree."

"Smoker, she and I have actually not heard from her for a long time, so long that I have blurred the concept myself, and she and I have gone our separate ways when we were in Guizhou. This time it was really fate, I was able to meet her in Xitang. Fate is a really wonderful thing. ”

"In the journey of life, there are always people who keep coming and people who keep leaving. When the new name becomes the old name, when the old name fades into obscurity, it is the end of one story and the beginning of another. In the continuous encounters and staggering, in fact, you will be cranky: the people around you can only accompany you through a near or far journey, but not a lifetime; Accompanying you all your life is the moving walk brought by your own name and those names that are clear or vague. Maybe one day when you walk on the street, looking at the busy pedestrians, you will be confused, thinking about whether through unremitting efforts, the front will definitely bloom into a sea, but in fact, everything may fall into a grave. You think of her suddenly, and you will find that you have not forgotten her after all. So in a certain season of flowers, waiting for you to meet again. The smoker said to me earnestly, and then handed me a cigarette from his bag. I took the cigarette and lit it, took a deep breath, and exhaled it slowly.

"Actually, I never understood my current relationship with her. Other people's ex-boyfriends and ex-girlfriends have always been old and dead, and the enemies are very red when they meet, I'm good, friends are not like friends, enemies are not like enemies, friends are above, lovers are not full, those unpleasant scenes that can even be said to be nightmares when they broke up in love before are now relieved, and they all think that they can do not meet in front of the mountain, and do not meet after the mountain. I'm not afraid of your ridicule, I'm a little kid who doesn't know anything about the world and tells you about these immature children. To be honest, Xia Yao ran away angrily today, and I immediately panicked, and I looked for her everywhere like a headless fly. "I looked at the moon in the sky, and I actually conceived Xia Yao's appearance in my mind.

"You still like her, you can also say that you are obsessed with your past, or you still have hope for your future, and she, maybe she thinks the same, you have always been a contradiction, so you are sometimes very bold, bold enough to sing in the sea of people, you are also timid, timid to dare not show your heart." I was amazed at the smoker's point-on-the-point, as if the smoker was looking through me, as if the beating of my heart and the surge of capillaries were nowhere to hide under his vision.

"Have you seen a piece of news? In a war, a couple separated, and they met again after a few decades, the grandmother never married, the grandfather was full of children and grandchildren, it turned out that the grandmother overestimated his love for her, and the grandfather underestimated his place in her heart. I'm suspicious by nature, so I'm extremely obscene. I laughed and took the last puff of my cigarette.

"The most enviable love is from the beginning of youth, but it does not stop at maturity, every step of growth has the witness of the other party, every step of progress has the support of the other party, sweet to the youth, romantic to the whitehead. I never think that the love of your little fart is the so-called forbidden fruit, this society is too realistic, women are very sensible, and they know that men have no money, so they leave men to reduce the burden for him, rich men are also kind, in order not to let women work hard, look for three wives and four concubines to take care of the harem together. I think you also understand the irony in my words, so ah, young and frivolous love really can't stand the tempering of reality, but it is the purest human relationship. The smoker said in a low throat because he smoked too much, stuck in phlegm, hoarse.

With a sigh, the smoker and I sat on the stone steps speechless.

"The doll outside, it's cold in Xitang at night, sad every day, like a young man, smoking more cigarettes than my old man, come in." The aunt at the front desk shouted.

I smiled at each other, and the smoker got up and patted me on the shoulder and entered the inn. And I also go back to "paintings".

Before going to bed, I opened Xia Yao's chat box and sent a "good night", it turned out that Xia Yao pulled me out of the blacklist, and Xia Yao replied: "Good night, Xiao Chenzi." I turned off my phone, and the warmth in my heart tickled, and I laughed in bed.