It was precisely because of the encounter and getting along with Bai Pujia that Qin Kexin gradually realized that the black hole was hidden deep in his heart, even invisible, a huge wound that had not yet healed in the speed of time.

However, when he felt it, it had begun to move towards healing little by little in the revival of his inner consciousness—the pain that flowed in the sparkling and gradually increasing warm current, the pain that was about to heal—only because of the warm breath of the sun in front of the girl in front of him.

He was completely aware of this comfortable pain, and he was aware of a joyful and sour slight itching pain that had been turned over by the black earth that had been frozen for countless days and nights. He couldn't help but savor it in his heart.

Like the ice and soil frozen by dozens of degrees below zero, the pain of melting and loosening in the temperature, the cells that are too sick and weak to breathe, and the countless small screams of pain, pulling, and mournful singing hidden in them, the warm words of the day are frozen into ice blades after the sun has shrunk and the sharp and untouchable are mixed together, which have long been pulled into the depths of his soul by the distant years, frozen into ice crystals that have never melted or even been perceived, and are glued together with the black soil of the years.

He even cherishes the feeling that flows in his heart, the warmth of the slight itch and pain, and the comfort of being comforted by the warmth and warmth when the wound is healed.

Therefore, he began to like to watch her more and more by his side, doing something, saying anything, or not doing anything, not saying anything, it's okay. Free and casual by her, he just watched. Of course, this was what she didn't know about his hidden thoughts.

Two people are always a heart beating in their respective chests. In the beginning of love, it's hard for anyone to realize that this is love, isn't it?!

On the contrary, because of the good expectations that he had for the other party, he prematurely developed the fear of loss, wanted to escape, and even immediately retreated. This is the fragility of the white leaflet – the fragility of the flow in the solid shell of the sun. The hard shell that had been hard and incomprehensible because of waiting too long had never been shattered, and even the deep gaze could hardly touch this layer of it.

In this winter sunshine, in this thousand-year-old ancient alley, she and him, one continued to look around, a child's heart rolled everywhere, and the other continued his firm steps, looking ahead, but sometimes bowing his head and sometimes looking up, eavesdropping on her side.

So, she and him, like two lonely souls who had once wandered and trekked in a lonely world, finally had a ray of sunlight and projected another shadow in, walking together and parallelly.

The common feeling of both of them was that neither she nor he felt lonely at this moment. The sun is quiet and reassuring. Those who come in and out of the doors of the people in the alleys of the alleys, come and go, their faces are peaceful and quiet, and there is a warm yellow of the sun, and everything is very warm.

He originally thought that if it was too cold, he would take a taxi to take her there, but he didn't expect her to take him into this alley, the car was difficult to enter, and he was worried about not getting into the wind, and he didn't want to be less than a hundred meters from the mouth of the alley, the sun tore out of the thick clouds, and the mouth was getting bigger and bigger, until at this moment, there was a large blue above his and her heads. The blooming sun suddenly fell, covering them and everything around them, and sprinkled more and more in their movements.

He is very satisfied with this kind of weather, although there is the unique coldness of winter, but also the warmth of the warm winter sun. There is also a person around him who is no less warm than this sunshine.

"Soon, go out of the alley in front and turn left, and walk along the street for a hundred meters!"

She stopped looking around, turned her head to him and smiled.

It was such a laugh that made him instantly have a warm heat in his heart that hit his chest. His hands wanted to reach out of his coat pockets and take such a smile into his arms. But thinking of the embarrassment of taking her into his arms in the office and her almost angry anger, he lowered most of the palms that had risen to the mouth of his coat back to the bottom of his pocket. But a floating heart couldn't hold it down in an instant, and he couldn't help but look at her, hoping that there would be no end to this alley, and he would keep going like this.

However, in her smile, he still saw that the alley was getting closer and closer. Suddenly, a kind of sorrow rose in his heart. It turns out that this is the winding. But can she give him the lingering that is intertwined with the entanglement in his heart at the moment? He didn't dare to think about it, and he couldn't help but think about it. By the time he walked to the alley with her, he was already helpless and couldn't tell whether the flowers were going to fall or not.

"You see, this street is also my favorite, lined with happy swaying trees. It was only when I came to Beijing that I found that the trees on both sides could also be tall and graceful, with the branches being the majesty of a man and the branches being a woman's grace. Spring is like hair blowing in the wind, summer is lush with an indescribable shyness, in autumn it is completely calm and bright golden beauty, in winter, even now, although the leaves have fallen, there are only gray-brown branches, but it seems to be happy to nourish the world, accumulate the strength of the coming year, and make people full of hope. ”

She pointed to the tall trees on both sides of the street and smiled at him.

He suddenly couldn't hold back his tears. What makes this woman's heart always full of sunshine, hope, and beauty in the world. Her smile was bright, and one end of her finger was pointing, which also gave him hope and eliminated the helplessness and powerlessness that had just sprung up. At the waist pole, he naturally straightened, and he bowed his head and smiled:

"Yes, hopeful."

Passing through a row of tall trees on the side of the street, she finally led him to the door of the restaurant.

"This is it. Find Love Restaurant. I've been here, the environment is good, and the taste is good. Jiangsu and Zhejiang cuisine is similar to Cantonese cuisine. ”

She smiled in the sunshine.

"Looking for love? Good name. ”

He never took the word love lightly with others, and he didn't even know when he felt embarrassed to mention words like love and like.

"Yes, it means that everyone who comes to this restaurant can eat what they like. It's not just what you like, it's what you love! ”

Her joyful voice and smile seemed to linger between her lips and tongue. Her happiness comes from good food, and he can see it. Yes, it's not just about liking, it's about loving. He laughed.

And the reason why she can say the word love so unscrupulously is because in her opinion, love is a beautiful thing, not just one of the emotions, in other words, love in love is only one of love, if you only focus on love in love, it will inevitably be narrow. It's because she can talk about love calmly.

This is Bai Pujia's understanding of love, and it is also where the way she treats love and her lover's choices is different from others.

Many people may first draw two people into a circle based on the scope of love, but she doesn't, she has no circle, only distance, gradually approaching or stopping, until far away, between the two, it is always a state of integration of all things growing, great love and private love coexist.

She couldn't express these things clearly, but it was like fate that guided her to move forward or stop and turn the corner.