A gust of wind blew, and the old sycamore, which was so luxuriant that it covered the sky and the sun, withered a petal of rouge snow. The paulownia flowers have begun to wither, and their vitality has gradually been eroded, like a circle of imperfect ripples thrown into the stones on the surface of a clear lake, and finally disappear on the thick other side.

"Flowers fly and flowers are full of flowers, and there is no one to pity the red incense." If Gu Fang was here, he would definitely learn from Daiyu to bury flowers and sweep up these scattered places. But Gu Fang will never appear here now, she may have found a place outside the world, her own paradise, and live quietly. Yining stared at the verdant mountains and forests in the distance, as if waiting for her eyes, her Yingying was conjured up in her eyes, her brows were stirred, and she was smiling affectionately.

"Gu Fang, do you know how long I've been waiting for you, is it too cruel to leave like this?" he choked as he snorted into the boundless wilderness, and one or two chirping sparrows fluttered down from the high branches to the wilderness. As if under a spell, the tears in his eyes were like springs, and two smooth tear stains crossed his cheeks, which were very similar to the white drawings of his face.

If there are neighbors passing by who see him like this, they will not be too surprised, in their eyes, Yining is a child who will never grow up. Even after many years, they will still affectionately call him Aning.

There were a few rare cars in the village, which were different from the dusty shuttle cars, and there were a few white faces in the cars, and they asked the people in the Qiaotou mahjong hall about Yining's situation.

The villagers are very simple, and there are not many strange thoughts, three or two sentences and the people are familiar with the people for seven points, they warmly entertain the visitors, pour bitter tea, beckoning them to sit down.

"A-Ning, this kid, is a very good person, the villagers all think of him well, he is the best gentleman in our township," Aunt Li, who lives in Broken Bridge Village, often said to passers-by.

"A Ning is such a good person, the girls in our village like it very much, but he is an elm head, so it is difficult for me to be a matchmaker" Aunt Wang was angry. There is a shy young man and woman in the teahouse, and Aunt Wang, who lives in the second community of Dashi Village, is using him to make negative teaching materials for blind dates.

"Brother Ning is very good, he looks good when he laughs, I like him to take me to play the most." Li Erya, who lives in Gaojiaping, buried her head and whispered to her amiable sister

At this moment, Yining didn't know the bustle of the village, he only stood on a high hill, enjoying his tranquility alone, he didn't worry about someone disturbing his contemplation, he had already said goodbye to the people in the village two days ago. He said goodbye to everyone. He gave all his remaining savings to children who dreamed of studying but were trapped in poverty. The beneficiary parents thanked him very much and kindly invited him to come to their home for lunch, but he politely declined their kindness, citing that he was going to the next one.

The stranger walked up the high stone staircase into a small courtyard surrounded by bamboo fences, the house was not large, only two floors, blue bricks and gray tiles, and the smell of fireworks that had not dissipated. They saw a note taped to the door directly above them, saying: Don't come to me, I'm not at home. If there is anything, please come in. They stopped in front of the half-open door and didn't move a single step, maybe they were Yining's old customers.

Yining was still standing under the plane tree, he did not leave, but he was a little tired, and sat in a green shade. He thought of Gu Fang again, at this moment in his eyes, in his heart, his whole person wanted to touch the reality in the illusory, he seemed to hear Gu Fang whispering in his ear, he seemed to see Gu Fang walking towards him softly. He tried hard to throw himself into this recess and did not want her body to dissipate into smoke, but how could God grant it? Just like the passing years between the fingers, a momentary stay is also a luxury.

After all, she left, leaving Yining alone in the world.

Yining stood slowly, he tried to support his thin body, but it was still difficult to avoid a stumble and fall in place. He held on to the thick roots of the paulownia tree and rested, but his knee bones made the sound of rotten wooden shelves, he suddenly felt that he was much older, and he wanted to take out a mirror to see his face, whether it was already haggard, with the state of sunset. He didn't have it after all, because he had lost everything.

His yellow, calloused hands actually caught some traces of history. Behind the old Wutong, there was a notch that was about to heal, and the words on it were extremely simple, but it was clearly from Gu Fang's handwriting, because he saw a part of him on it. "You and I are not separated." Yi Ning suddenly whimpered, and he stroked the black protrusions, as gently as he caressed her hand.

It was a season when the tung flowers were blooming, and under this old tung tree, Yining was telling Gu Fang a story. It is an extremely short love story about this tree, and it is impossible to determine whether it is true or not, but people are always willing to believe in the truth of the beautiful legend.

Once upon a time, the young lady of a wealthy family was weak and frail, and she couldn't walk much since she was a child, and she didn't get a good doctor for ten miles and eight towns. One day, I went up with my father to pray for blessings and saw a handsome man standing under the plane tree, and suddenly his body was as light as a swallow, and he flew into the man's arms. In fact, there are many versions, but Yining only remembered this, for no reason, just because of his sense of identity.

Gu Fang blinked and said with a smile: "That woman is really a nymphomaniac, there will always be people in the world who are much better than that man, how can she be mistaken for life when she sees her." ”

Yining: "Maybe this is love, love in that era was always straightforward, you see how good it is now, at least we have a little freedom." ”

Gu Fang said loudly: "But I don't like freedom very much, too free is too jumpy, my heart is too small and too small, I can't accommodate another him, it's full of you." She seemed to shed some of her heaviness, and hugged Yinin with open arms.

Yining looked at Gu Fang's eyes seriously and said, "I know your heart, and you also understand mine, but the road ahead is very difficult and difficult to walk, but I am willing to accompany you to go on." Yining gently patted Gu Fang's back, but the two of them cried and laughed tacitly.

Gu Fang had a lot to say to Yining, and she smiled happily while depicting the scene of the future, seeing that Yining, who was in a daze, sometimes twisted the flesh on his arm with his hand, and was like this in the sparse sparse sound of fighting until the sun set.

The sun was setting, but Gu Fang was reluctant to leave, she blindfolded Yi Ning to surprise him. Gu Fang: "Silly boy, guess who I am." Yining: "Of course it's a silly girl." "Hee-hee-hee... Then guess what I'm holding in my hand, and if you can't guess, you will marry me. "Gu Fang always gives people the feeling of crying and laughing, how can Yining guess the items she has carefully prepared." Okay, stop playing tricks on me, I'll just promise to keep you, tell me okay, um..."

"Promise I can't peek, after three seconds, you will harvest something tailored for you by this girl, aren't you looking forward to it, but don't peek, or I'll hang it, don't give it to you, hum!" Gu Fang let go of his hand and flipped off Yining's back. She opened her white satchel and pulled out a gray scarf around his neck. She no longer had a cheerful countenance, as if her rich sorrow had been poured into a sculpture, and she stood firmly. "I don't know when I'll see you again, I have woven this for you before autumn, you have to repair more, my craft has not yet arrived." Yining nodded, he knew that he couldn't keep Gu Fang no matter what, but being able to have this night was enough for him to remember and become the most precious memory.

Time passes by the minute, we don't know our future, it is difficult to control the present, and the real past is uncertain, so nostalgia becomes an unavoidable and important thing.

Yi Ning has thousands of reluctances in his heart, and he is helpless, he will personally send Gu Fang back. Gu Fang suddenly stretched out his hand and paw to pull Yining's face, forcibly grimaced him, and said, "How can there be so much sorrow, isn't it that I'm leaving, and I'm not going to come back." Smile more, learn from me, if you become an old man, what if I don't recognize you, you know I have bad eyes. ”

"Okay, I'll make a face for you too, and I can't favor one over the other." Gu Fang's behavior amused Yi Ning, "You, it's really, the one I like about you..."

"Let's go, I'll send you."

"Okay."

There were a few clear bells on the mud, stones, and gravel-mottled roads, and Gu Fang's white dress was stained with the smell of red dust, she was no longer the fairy who didn't eat the fireworks of the world. At this moment, she was sitting on the bumpy back seat, holding Yining's belly and back, she hoped that this road would never end, and that the sun in Xishan would never fall. She found it very romantic, much more comfortable than those cumbersome and beautiful braided flower bags.

Yining was immersed in a sense of parting sorrow, how could this emotion be suppressed in a few words. He also had to pay attention to the stability of the control car, so that Gu Fang could have a stable dream, Gu Fang should be asleep, she must be tired. Yining bent down to adjust the angle, he wanted Gu Fang to sleep more comfortably.

"Send it here, don't send it, you have to say goodbye" Gu Fang finally put down the hand holding Yining. The shuttle bus has begun to whistle, urging passengers to get on the bus as soon as possible.

Yining said to Gu Fang: "Okay, remember the letter." ”

"Yes, take care."

"Take care."

The shuttle bus staggered away, Yining waved goodbye to Gu Fang, knowing that the car had turned into the blind spot of the col, they began to clean up each other's feelings.

Under the slanting sun, Yining pushed the car to his home, and Gu Fang took out a pen and wrote it in the book.

The sycamore blossoms fell, as if they were sad for the parting of the two. One petal stayed in Gu Fang's diary, and the other fell into Yining's envelope.