The wind blowing from the river gradually cooled down.

Chang Qianfo took off his robe and covered Mu Dianke's body. The person in his arms only did not move, obediently snuggled up to his chest, and suddenly said: "Thousand Buddhas, you see the sun set." ”

Thousand Buddhas, you see the sun set.

The voice faded from the softness of the day, nor was it as cold as before, but it was hoarse, like the desolation of eternity.

Chang Qianfo's heart began to sink.

Mu Dianke behaved too abnormally, too dependently, and too obediently today. Soft and coquettish, laughing and hating, as if he was deliberately coaxing him to be happy.

He should have found out.

Chang Qianfo's handsome eyebrows were covered with a layer of gloom, he raised his hand, gently stroked Mu Dianke's back, and said in a soft and firm voice: "The sun has set, and it will rise again." A person's life is very long, and there are as many sunsets as there are dawns. ”

Mu Dian Ke turned around and hugged Chang Qianfo, buried his head in his arms, and was silent for a long time.

When he spoke again, his voice was a little hoarse, as if he had cried: "Thousand Buddhas, I'm cold...... Let's go. ”

Chang Qianfo said: "Okay. ”

He put on Mu Dianke's robe, got up from the big bluestone, stepped ashore with long legs, supported Mu Dianke's arms with both hands, and took her over.

The silk robe was slightly slippery, slid off Mu Dianke's shoulder, and was quickly grabbed by Chang Qianfo's eyes, shook against the wind, and wrapped her in it.

Mu Dianke lowered his eyebrows and looked at his feet, the long hem of his robe almost dragging to the ground.

Afraid that the air would be too silent, she lifted her robe, looked up and smiled at him: "Look, you are so much taller than me." ”

Chang Qianfo likes to see Mu Dian ridiculous the most, but at this time he is afraid that she will laugh. Stretched out his arms to wrap her into his arms, held her head against his chest, and gestured at the mouth of his heart: "Here." ”

Mu Dianke protested: "How can I be so short? ”

Chang Qianfo said stubbornly: "It's here." ”

Mu Dian was slightly stunned, then smiled, pretended to be stupid and turned to his right, stood side by side with him, rested his hand on the top of his head and crossed it, just against Chang Qianfo's neck, and said, "Look, it's all here." ”

Suddenly, his fingers tightened, and he grabbed his hand, brought it to the front, and kissed it.

The moist and hot touch of his fingertips made Mu Dianke feel excited, and his face suddenly turned red: "You ......"

I just couldn't say anything else.

knew that he should hide, but he couldn't take it back, so he only watched in a daze at the weeping willow sunset, the man's tall figure bent down slightly, his well-defined side face was dyed with a faint afterglow, and his eyes gradually became misty.

This is probably the last time she can still look at him so closely, so unscrupulously, right?

He turned out to ...... Looks so good.

Chang Qianfo put down Mu Dianke's hand.

Mu Dianke came back to his senses at this time, his eyelashes drooped, covering the mist under his eyes, and a thin halo floated on his face: "You are really ...... It's getting more and more improper. ”

Chang Qianfo stroked the top of her hair and smiled slightly.

The two walked along the river.

The slanting sun spread an orange-red satin on the surface of the river. The willows are still around, and the light and shadow are rippling.

After rushing to the market, the vegetable farmers and merchants and vendors rushed the cars and burdens to go out of the town in the sunset.

A walk, a line of talk and laughter. Talking about today's harvest geometry; Who is the most filial, and with the money from the oil he buys the old man for a big brass pipe; Who loves his daughter-in-law the most, he just pulled two pieces of flower cloth last time, and today he bought a large box of Rouge incense powder; Ouch, you kid has sold so many vegetables today, why are you reluctant to bring a piece of cake to the baby at home, it's too picky......

It is the most ordinary and real happiness in the red dust and fireworks.

Mu Dianke looked at it and was a little envious.

Further on, there are two forked roads, one to the inn and the other out of town.

There is a little girl who sells camellia carrying a basket to sell the camellia that has not been sold out along the road, and there are fifteen or sixteen camellia neatly stacked in the bamboo basket, and the petals are stained with water droplets, delicate and lovely.

Chang Qianfo stopped the little girl, turned his head and asked Mu Dianke, "What color do you like?" ”

Half a basket of camellias, there are white, pink, baby yellow, and bright red, all kinds of colors. Some are blooming, some are half-open, or enchanting or elegant, all are delicate.

Mu Dianke looked at it seriously and said, "It's all pretty good." ”

Chang Qianfo picked a pink-white camellia and gave the rest of the silver taels and the money bag to the little girl.

The little girl received the reward, thanked her repeatedly, and went happily.

Chang Qianfo raised his hand and put the camellia hairpin on Mu Dianke's head, looked at it for a moment, and said with a smile: "It's good-looking." ”

Mu Dianke's tears suddenly fell.

Chang Qianfo smiled at the corner of her lips, but her expression was not surprised, but she realized that she was crying, a little overwhelmed, and turned her head to look at the side.

After a while, he whispered, "Thousand Buddhas, I'm leaving." ”

It was as long as a quarter of an hour, Chang Qianfo didn't speak, and the wind blew the hem of the two people's clothes fluttering together, but their hearts were so far away.

A moment ago it was still close at hand, but in the blink of an eye, the end of the world.

He said, "I know, I'll wait for you to come back." ”

The corners of Mu Dianke's eyes tingled, and his fingers pinched his palms in his sleeves, so that he couldn't let the tears flow.

He didn't look back, gritted his teeth, and looked into the distance with nothing.

As far as the eye can see, the willows are depressed, and the houses with black tiles and white walls along the river have been eroded by the twilight, forming a dim shadow, with a desolate and desolate taste.

"Don't wait for me. I'm not coming back...... Never to come back. ”

Chang Qianfo said: "Do you know how far away it is forever? ”

He raised his hand to touch the corners of her eyes, his fingertips were clearly wet, and he said softly: "In this life, time is very long, and there are too many variables. No one knows what will happen in the future? So don't say forever lightly. ”

Mu Dianke suddenly collapsed.

This man has always been like this! Always so!

She coldly disliked him, alienated him, rejected him, and stabbed him with the most cruel words, but he still firmly believed that she had him in her heart, and waited by her side with perseverance, slowly melting away her ice-built defenses.

Now that she's leaving, he still says, "I'll let you go, but I know you'll come back."

He was always in charge of everything, leaving her trapped and struggling with no relief.

She suddenly turned around and yelled at him, "Why are you always so stubborn? Why don't you believe anything I say? I'm not kidding you, what I'm saying is true, I'm not coming back, I'm never going to see you again in my life, I'll never want to see you again"

She suddenly felt annoyed, raised her hand to cover her face, and muttered, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry......"

Chang Qianfo's heart ached like a knife, and he reached out to hug her, but she reached out to block it and took a step back.

"I'm sorry." She said it again, looking flustered and dazed, not knowing what she had just done.