The next day, An Ruo went to the bookstore to return the umbrella, and the girl was still sitting on the cash register, but the boy was missing the person who picked up the book.

There were more people reading books, and the girl in front of the cash register was very busy, so she just nodded and gestured to An Ruo. Looking around, An Ruo quietly put the umbrella on the cash register, found a pen and paper, and wrote only a few numbers: "Thank you." ”

patted the girl on the shoulder and said softly, "If he comes to trouble give this to him, thank you." ”

Walking out of the bookstore, the sun hung high in the sky without a trace of tiredness. Reaching out, the pale fingers through which the sun shines unexpectedly sprinkled on her face, very warm.

The sun is in full bloom, the pedestrians on the street come and go, this is a century-old street, there are plaques hanging at the entrance of the street, and the font is majestic and atmospheric, and it can be seen that it is written by a famous artist.

An Ruo unexpectedly thought of S City, how similar this is to Donghua Road. I only dare to think of this, and I can only think of this, and the people there dare not continue to think about it.

Before he could get out of the street, An Ruo's arm was grabbed by someone, and the force was very strong. Someone behind her was breathing unsteadily, panting, and said anxiously; "I arrived at the bookstore, and the clerk told me that you had been gone for a few minutes, so I quickly chased it out, but fortunately you haven't gone far."

An Ruo smiled lightly, her temperament was gentle, and even the pace was not very fast, a few minutes? Looking back at the distance of less than five hundred meters behind him, there were some black lines.

"Is there something wrong?" His gaze shifted to his arm, his expression uncertain.

**Awkward retract of the hand, with the hesitation of doing something wrong like a child, "I'm sorry... You see I'm not light or heavy, it hurts. After a pause, he said, "I just wanted to treat you to lunch." ”

"No need."

In the past, An Ruo didn't care too much, and only thought that it was just a meal of thanks. But now that she has gone through the situation, she naturally sees the meaning of showing goodwill. Young people wantonly squander their youth with youth and shyness, and regard love as sacred and great. And she... She was afraid, afraid of forgetting, afraid of losing, afraid of death.

"I'm sorry." In just two words, the meaning of rejection is obvious.

**Lowered his eyes, covered the gloom floating under his eyes, and asked without giving up, "Oh, can you leave a contact information?" ”

"I don't use my phone."

An Ruo replied very seriously, but the ** on the other side smiled, although he laughed somewhat embarrassed, he probably felt that this was another kind of refusal.

He said, "Thank you, I see." Anyway, I'm happy to see you again. ”

An Ruo pursed her lips, and at that moment she wanted to explain that she really didn't use her phone anymore. But he didn't necessarily believe it.

On the way back, An Ruo remembered Chu Hanfei, such a sunny boy, who was hurt by her in the end.

I also thought that if she never knew that person, she and him might be together, maybe they would break up vulgarly in daily trivialities, or maybe she would refuse his confession if they didn't start at all like now......

It's better than the collapse of the whole line after the unforgettable one, with a whole body of injuries. The light in her heart can't do anything to warm herself, let alone someone else.

For them, she regretted it. The years are white, youth is fleeting, she is destined not to allow them a spring blossom, perhaps because of regrets, so it is called life.

Not long after arriving home, An Ruo wanted to tidy up the old things, the books in the red solid wood box were already mottled, and it was time to take them out to dry.

It's better to keep yourself busy than to be alone.

Just as Kou Xiangxiang came in from outside the door: "An Ruo An Ruo" spoke in a brisk tone.

Put down the old book in his hand, get up, and look puzzled; "What's wrong?"

"I drew a coupon for a photo studio, you can take a girlfriend photo album, it's very cheap, you can join me." Xiangxiang jumped up to An Ruo in three or two steps, grabbed her forearm, and invited.

An Ruo glanced at the characters on the promotional photos, and the photos were indeed very charming, but "I won't go." He shook his head resolutely. She has never liked to take pictures, as long as there is a camera in front of her, her whole body is stiff, and her expression is extremely unnatural.

"Go, go, go, it's all said it's a girlfriend photo, how can you do it without you?" Xiangxiang was unyielding, it seemed that if An Ruo didn't respond, she could keep pestering like this.

An Ruo rolled her eyes rarely, and looked at her helplessly: "Is this the purpose of your skipping class?" ”

Xiangxiang hooked his lips embarrassedly, and followed the temptation: "If you don't say it, I won't say it, no one will know." At school, I found someone to cover for me. I've wanted to go to this shop for a long time, but it's too expensive. Now that I have a coupon in hand, I must go. You should stay with me, okay? It's a pity that I haven't had a photo with you since I was a child... Have you made up your mind not to take pictures with people for the rest of your life?"

An Ruo pursed her lips, she didn't tell Xiangxiang that she had actually photographed, the only time she was with that person... When I think about the past now, I feel like I know it from my previous life.

"Okay, it's up to you for once." An Ruo stroked Xiangxiang's hand, and his eyes were calm and seemed to be concerned.

The address of the photo gallery is in the city, and the two of them stopped a taxi at the corner of the street with a little pretense and reported the name of the place.

The style of the photo studio is simple but emotional, the overall white European design can be seen, and the owner's taste is good and petty.

Under the eaves of the window, there are two white wooden chairs, on which the glow shines, and it seems that even the beam of light is instantly frozen in time, which is extremely quiet and peaceful.

This unknown flower is placed in the corner, the breeze is coming, An Ruo takes a deep breath, the fragrance of the flower is light, and the corners of his lips are slightly raised.

"Hello, are you here to take a picture?" The sound of footsteps drew An Ruo's gaze.

It's him...**. is different from the previous two times, ** wears a very orthodox black suit, and is well-dressed.

"Is that you? It's a coincidence. **The moment I saw An Ru, my eyes were full of surprise, and the smile on my face was even bigger.

An Ruo got up in the sunset, looking tired, she actually didn't want to say goodbye: "What a coincidence." ”

"An Ruo, do you know him?" There was a brief silence in the room, and no one spoke, and Xiangxiang stepped forward and asked.

"Well, I've met a few times, an alumnus of a high school." Explanation to the extreme.

"That's a coincidence, little brother, we're here to take pictures of our girlfriends, please lead the way." Xiangxiang handed over the coupon and opened his mouth.

It's always easier to get acquaintances anywhere, **Working in this store, An Ruo and Xiangxiang didn't wait long to get on the line. Originally, Xiangxiang was worried that he would have to wait at least a few more hours.

Choosing a style, fixing the shape, and applying makeup are all cumbersome. An Ruo was originally unwilling, but with Xiangxiang by his side, his tense emotions were relaxed, and he patiently let the makeup artist and stylist toss for an hour.

After a series of work was completed, the people around him were dumbfounded. You don't need to speak, your eyes are already telling everything.

"An Ruo, you are so beautiful, I am going to be jealous." Xiangxiang pulled An Ruo in a circle, but the joke was also sincere.

An Ruo has an excellent temperament, and with a little dress, he is undoubtedly amazing. A nude-colored long skirt lined her skin like congealed cream, quiet and elegant.

The ** on the side stood aside, his eyes were amazing, and he couldn't help but take a few photos secretly with his mobile phone, such An Ruo is really beautiful.

In front of the spotlight, An Ruo stood upside down, smiling lightly, but far-fetched. Standing beside Xiangxiang, he was a little at a loss.

didn't shoot well the first time, and the photographer repeatedly relieved An Ruo's nervousness. took a few photos one after another, and An Ruo slowly entered the state, focusing on the freeze frame. At this time, An Ruo's right hand lightly held Xiangxiang's left arm that fell to his side, and his posture was proper and demure.

Photos are the magic that turns moments into eternity, which can leave a person's best youth, if you are not satisfied, you can take it again and again, but life cannot.

Before leaving this day, ** asked for a mobile phone number again.

An Ruo frowned and looked at him, his tone cold; "I didn't lie to you before, I really don't use the phone."

On the side, Xiangxiang also raised his hand and echoed: "I certify, she really doesn't." I always went to her house to find her. ”

Talking wall, he glared at An Ruo with some complaints, "You should also buy a mobile phone card." You can look ahead. ”

"Look again" An Ruo's tone was indifferent, and his expression was uncertain.

"I'm sorry, I thought you were joking. So how should I look for you? **I don't know what is hidden in it, and my expression flickered a little sorry.

An Ruo's eyebrows faintly revealed a bad mood, and the stereo in the museum was playing Eason Chan's "Ten Years".

People who can understand this song hate the ruthlessness of time, helpless human nature, and everyone will change more or less over the years.

Some people have gone through vicissitudes, but their original intentions have not changed; Someone has a smooth ride, but it is unrecognizable.

An Ruo belongs to the latter, his eyes are as dark as ink, and his tone is slightly cold; "**, we are not suitable. You'll have better. ”

Wen Yan**'s body was cold, from head to toe as if he had been doused with cold water, his nose was sore, and his eyes were red.

"Xiangxiang, let's go."

An Ruo didn't look at him anymore, stepped down the steps, and Xiangxiang glanced at ** compassionately before leaving, the latter lowered his head and couldn't see clearly, leaving his body full of decadence.

In the car, the air pressure is a little low, and even breathing is light. Xiangxiang opened his mouth boldly, and said softly: "It's all over, if you can't impose the pain of the past on the latter, it's unfair to others." Is it okay to open your heart and try to accept other people? ”

An Ruo didn't speak again, at the intersection, the green light turned red, and the driver in the driver's seat made an emergency brake and said to them; "I'm sorry."

An Ruo spoke softly, the smile on the corner of his mouth was impeccable, as if sarcastic: "It is said that the probability that a person is not ashamed or impatient to love another person cheekily is only once." What I am doing now is what is good for him, and what I don't get in return for my efforts, I must know how to stop in moderation and stop losses in time. Otherwise, you will hurt yourself and disturb others. ”

The red light is counting down, and Xiangxiang retracts his gaze; "Are you sure it's really good for him to do this?"

An Ruo didn't answer again, she was sure that there was no need to argue about this. At this time, the bad is just a piece of candy for others, and if you eat it, it will be gone, and it will not affect him.

An Ruo turned his head to look at the car window, the sunset outside the window was gradually setting, and there were fine dust floating in the air, free and scattered, and he was at peace with what he encountered. How much she wants to be just a speck of dust...