She remembered the scene in her dream, and she felt the hot and cold midsummer.

The evening breeze gently blows the wind chimes through the window, making a crisp sound of ding dong, just like the autumn night telling the warmest story in the world, which is very beautiful.

Fang Yishen heard the voice, and the wind chimes waved at her like a sense, as if to say: It's late at night, it's time to go home.

She glanced at the lively wind chime, and her face was soft for the first time in a long time.

Then he turned off the computer, got up and walked to the window, flicked the wind chime, and whispered in a low voice: "You know that too, right?" But I didn't dare to see him. ”

A barely audible sigh echoed through the empty office.

Three points of loneliness, three points of loneliness, and one point of sadness.

The fluttering wind chimes seemed to sense her emotions, and they fell silently without making the slightest sound.

The imperial capital is a city that never sleeps, even if it is late at night, the streets and alleys are still brightly lit, as if you can still hear the hustle and bustle of people, as if it were day.

Fang Yishen stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the night scene outside the window, the light in her pupils flickered on and off, making it impossible to see her emotions.

For a long time, I exhaled a breath as if I had made a difficult decision.

"That's it, you can't keep hiding, don't you say!"

The voice was almost murmuring, playing with the quiet wind chimes, as if talking to oneself and communicating with it.

Slowly descending from the 38-story building, the night of the imperial capital was far and near in her eyes.

Friday nights were more lively than usual, with the streets buzzing with people and laughter.

It was supposed to be a happy scene, but Fang Yishen only felt that the evening breeze in midsummer was a little cool.

Walking blankly, I unconsciously came to Linhai Park.

Looking at the sea from afar, the same color as the sky, dark and gloomy. You can only hear the sound of the waves, but you can't see the waves.

In the past few years, when she is restless, she will come here. It seems that only by listening to the sound of the waves can you calm your manic heart.

Late at night, plus there is a cemetery by the sea, there is no one on the beach at this time.

She walked on the soft sand, and her feet were still warm from the daytime, which was very comfortable.

Walking and walking, I was a little tired.

Stopping, let the night wind blow her long hair messy.

Suddenly, a familiar smell wafted into the tip of Fang Yishen's nose, and her heart shook.

Before she could turn around, someone draped his coat over her, giving her windswept body a hint of warmth.

Fang Yishen didn't look back, only felt that the tip of her nose was sour, and her throat was tight, so that she couldn't make any sound. The eyes were hot, and it seemed that something was desperately pouring out, but it didn't come out after all.

With his hands in his pockets, Junyi stood beside Fang Yishen, separated from her by a fist, looking at the sea in front of him where he could only hear the waves.

There was no moonlight tonight, and I couldn't see the expressions on their faces clearly, but there was always a depression and indescribable forbearance in the air.

After a long time, Junyi's deep voice broke the silence of only the waves.

"I'm back."

"Oh. That. "Are you still leaving?

When it came to his mouth, Fang Yishen couldn't ask.

She wasn't a squirming girl, but at that moment, she was timid.

She was afraid that the answer she heard was not what she wanted to expect, and she would cry.

Junyi tilted his head, looking at her appearance of wanting to speak and stopping, and his heart ached.

Her fox eyes, as bright as a galaxy, went out the moment they lit up.

"I'm not leaving."

A gust of wind rose, blowing Fang Yishen's long hair, brushing Junyi's cheeks and burrowing into his collar.