On August 15, 2075, the Mid-Autumn Festival, the weather was cloudy and windy, and mist was everywhere.

Last night, there was a torrential rain in Wanghai City, and scattered yellow willow leaves paved the sidewalks that were still a little wet in the early morning.

Gu Mancheng was on the solid wooden cane that had followed him only four years ago, carefully dodging the sparse puddles on the road, and he was distracted by the heavy backpack behind him, and his steps were even more staggering.

I can't help but be careless about Mancheng, he is his age, seventy-eight, and he is almost eighty, although his body is still quite tough, but if he accidentally falls, he has to go below to find Lao Zhangtou to drink, haha.

But when it comes to Lao Zhangtou, Gu Mancheng has some bad feelings in his heart.

Lao Zhangtou has two sons under his knees, and when he was young, he was busy with life and neglected the education of his two children.

The eldest son was used to being bullied when he was a child, and he never dared to squeak, but when he grew up, his temperament became more and more cowardly, and he asked for a strong daughter-in-law who wanted to get the house in the city center handed down by Lao Zhangtou into his own hands.

The second son is in his thirties and has not yet had a serious job, and he is idle all day long. From time to time, he had to take the coffin himself to help him.

But what can Lao Zhangtou do, after all, he is his own flesh and blood, and he can't starve to death, besides, he has always felt guilty about the neglect of discipline in his heart over the years, and he can't let it go.

The eldest daughter-in-law was afraid that Lao Zhangtou, who had always been partial to her younger son, would leave the house to the second child, so she coaxed Lao Zhangtou to Quancheng in advance for the reason of watching the child.

But the second child who has been wandering in society for so long is not stupid, and he directly caused trouble in Quancheng, and the old people shouted to take Lao Zhangtou back to Wanghai.

How could the eldest daughter-in-law follow the second child's wishes, and quarreled with him on the spot, Lao Zhangtou watched from the side, and he didn't come up angrily, so he left.

It has been a few days since Gu Mancheng got the news, Lao Zhangtou was buried in Quancheng, and Gu Mancheng also wanted to send his old friend on his last journey, but with his physical condition, he couldn't even go out of Wanghai, let alone Quancheng, which was hundreds of kilometers away.

You said that after this person is old, it is difficult for every filial child under his knees to move an inch.

Even many people may be the last time they will see each other in this life.

Leaning on the bench at the bus stop on the side of the road and sitting down, Gu Mancheng rubbed his somewhat sour calves, shook his head, and left the matter of Lao Zhangtou behind.

While resting, you can take a closer look at your surroundings.

Wanghai Party School Station, there are five bright words on the roadside stop sign.

Gu Mancheng's dusty memories in his mind gradually coincided with the environment in front of him, this place, there should be two more stations, almost two miles, which is the end of his trip.

However, he was not sure of the specific location, after all, decades had passed, and the surrounding environment had changed a lot, so he could only look for it slowly step by step, for fear of missing the best place in his memory.

After sorting out my thoughts, I almost rested.

Gu Mancheng picked up the solid wooden crutches placed diagonally in front of the stop sign, used force in his hands, propped up his body, and looked at the street where there was still some fog, and a dimple was pulled out of his wrinkled old face.

With anticipation in his eyes, he walked deeper into the greener streets.

Along the way, he stopped and groped, and even made a few forks in the road, until the mist cleared, and the sunlight in the sky sprinkled through the clouds on Gu Mancheng, reflecting the dense fine sweat on his face, Gu Mancheng stopped next to a dilapidated basketball court.

"That's it."

There seemed to be a star flashing in his eyes, and at this moment Gu Mancheng felt as if he was much younger, and he seemed to see the young man who used to run and sweat on the basketball court, wearing Iverson's black jersey and an orange-red basketball hanging from his waist, beckoning to him.

Gu Mancheng walked a few steps quickly, and it seemed that he no longer needed the support of crutches in his hands, he couldn't wait to open the rusty iron door and step in.

It's just that after stepping in and seeing the surrounding scene, there was a trace of gloom in Gu Mancheng's eyes.

Although I had already thought that even if this basketball court still existed, it could not be the same as the old days of memory.

But such a desolate scene still made Gu Mancheng a little sad, and he breathed a sigh of relief in his chest.

The wooden basketball board has many broken corners, and only a few white spots are scattered on the white paint on it, and the embroidered red basket is pulled under the basket by someone at some point.

The surrounding iron mesh was covered with impermeable creepers, a little messy, the ground was potholed, and a lot of rain from last night had accumulated, and even the benches on the side of the field were only a few wooden planks to support with difficulty.

This is completely different from the basketball court in Gu Mancheng's impression, dilapidated, desolate, and lonely are in stark contrast to the beauty in his memory.

But in retrospect, so should everything in front of you.

After all, people will grow old, let alone these things.

It's been decades, and if it weren't for the fact that the nearby terrain is not suitable for development, maybe Gu Mancheng wouldn't even be able to see this basketball court.

The old campus of Wanghai University has long been abandoned, and the surrounding geographical location has been developed into high-rise buildings, only here, the basketball court that originally belonged to Wanghai University is still in a remote location.

Gu Mancheng raised his feet and paced on the basketball court, his thoughts had already flown to the distant past, how many years, he didn't dare to return to this place, this place that he loved so much, but left a lot of helplessness and sadness.

In his later years, he was widowed in Wanghai and had no children or daughters.

Now that he is in his prime, his body is not as good as day by day, Gu Mancheng can dimly feel that his limit is approaching.

So Gu Mancheng thought, while he could still walk, take a look at the place he resolutely fled from fifty years ago, why did he become so nostalgic when he got old, so that it became an obsession.

Standing a little tired, Gu Mancheng carefully sat down on the dilapidated bench, not daring to push too hard, and the squeaking sound was heard in Gu Mancheng's ears, which made him a little frightened.

But fortunately, although the bench was a little shaky, it was still enough to support Gu Mancheng's emaciated body.

Gu Mancheng calmed down, put the crutches on the back of the chair that he could reach, and took out his thermos cup from the bag behind his back.

After taking two sips of tea and moistening his somewhat dry throat, Gu Mancheng closed his eyes slightly, feeling the somewhat damp wind blowing across the court, and his face was chilling.

At this moment, his heart also instantly quieted down.

Scenes of the past appeared in Gu Mancheng's mind, and the experience of happiness or bitterness in this place was clearer than ever.

And Cao Fengxu, the girl that Gu Mancheng liked from sixty years ago to the present, are you okay? Long time no see, you're okay.

"It's okay." A crisp voice seemed to be heard in my ears.

Gu Mancheng turned his head suddenly, only to find that there was no one behind him, only the breeze blowing through the creeper and making a rustling sound.

It turned out to be just a delusion of oneself.

Gu Mancheng was disappointed in his eyes, suddenly laughed at himself, and was a little relieved in an instant, and several moods rotated in an instant, and finally turned into a long sigh.

In this way, it's actually okay not to see it.

Gu Mancheng didn't want that star-like girl to see her goosebumps now.

In short, let's leave their beauty between the two.

It's just that I'm still a little uncomfortable.

Thinking of this, Gu Mancheng took out a doll of star James from the bag beside him.

This doll has been with him for more than 50 years, and he has never left him, whenever he thinks of Cao Fengxu, Gu Mancheng will take it out and take a look, which is also the only memorial she left for Gu Mancheng.

Gu Mancheng can still remember that day, Cao Fengxu was a little embarrassed to argue with him.

"Oh, how do I know his name is James, those stars all look the same black, how do I know which Iverson is."

That day, she hurriedly stuffed the doll to Gu Mancheng and fled.

"Oh, you, you just make do with it, next time, next time I'll go find Iverson for you, it's really, they all look the same."

The corners of Gu Mancheng's mouth couldn't help but smile, he could still remember how excited he was at the beginning, how could Cao Fengxu know that Gu Mancheng wouldn't care about Iverson or James, as long as it was a gift from her, Gu Mancheng would treat it as a treasure.

It's just that the girl ran too quickly, and the joy on Gu Mancheng's lips didn't have time to exit.

Gu Mancheng rubbed the faded doll in his hand, and his mood slowly calmed down.

People say that when you are young, don't meet people who are too amazing, otherwise you may be confined to a long time of loneliness for the rest of your life.

If you don't forget it, there will not necessarily be an echo.

Just like Yang of Fengling Ferry, Guo Xiang.

Gu Mancheng has been in this life, and he likes Cao Fengxu as a person.

He couldn't control his unforgettable nostalgia for Cao Fengxu, and he still had expectations, maybe he didn't even know what to expect.

Just like it, you like it.

Not only did it not fade with the passage of time, but it slowly intensified.

Maybe many regrets have arisen since then, but Gu Mancheng has never regretted it.

It's just that when his life is dying, his only obsession is to come back and see, this place that he loves and hates, after all, he still can't let go.

Picking up the thermos cup next to him, Gu Mancheng took two sips again.

The sun was rising, dispelling the dampness that permeated the city, and the wind was warm.

The sound of horns at the intersection of vehicles can be faintly heard around the stadium, and the noise of children running and jumping can be heard from time to time.

Gu Mancheng got up and moved his legs, which had been sitting for a long time, and his legs, which had been a little sore, hammered a few times, and sat down again.

looked at the basketball hoop in front of him and smiled a little.

"It's boring, old man, to sit like this, so I'll tell you a story.

Even if......

In this story......

I'm not the main character. ”

The rebound was silent.

Gu Mancheng didn't care, he just agreed if he didn't answer.

He said in a slow and half-reminiscent tone, with tenderness in his eyes.

"That girl, she looks so good, like ......"

Gu Mancheng's words paused, a little embarrassed, his hands were uncomfortably staggered left and right, he seemed to have forgotten Cao Fengxu's appearance.

The breeze blew and the basket swayed, as if mocking Gu Mancheng.

Look at you, you say that you have liked other people for 60 years, but now you don't even remember their faces.

Gu Mancheng scratched the white hair on his temples a little embarrassed, as if he felt that the dilapidated basket covered with patina in front of him was laughing at him, his face was slightly red, and he justified childishly: "It's been sixty years, how can I still remember her appearance, it's just the joy of my youth......"

However, after the embarrassment, Gu Mancheng himself felt a little funny.

He hurriedly waved his hand and motioned to skip the topic.

Let's start from the beginning.