I remember that when Chu Xixi and him came here to put those things that belonged to her in, Chu Xixi said a word.

"Although I hate you very much in my heart, I hate you for losing her, but I still have to say that our fate with her in this world will disappear with the burial of these things, and the living always have to look forward."

After that, Chu Xixi never contacted him again, and remembered that once, he and her met by chance in the shopping mall in City B.

Her eyes were unusually cold, and she drifted past him like a stranger.

He understood that none of them wanted to touch the deepest string in their hearts, and even a gentle pluck would hurt their hearts.

The two-story building in Taiping Town, the room on the second floor next to the national highway.

Listen to the wind and rain all night, and listen to the sound of wheels running over outside the window.

It's been a long time since I've been so close to her life. It was as close as if the little girl was sitting at the head of the bed and looking at him as an outsider.

Here, it is as if he was walking through the long alleys of the capital in his childhood, under two same skies, the same time and space overlap infinitely in different regions.

He was glad he could find such a quiet place in her world.

When I got the key from my uncle's house, my uncle didn't say anything, and my grandmother didn't survive another blow and left this world a few years ago.

Honestly, he felt guilty. Back here this time, the plane landed at the airport in City C.

He didn't have the courage to knock on the door of the Luo family and go to see Grandpa Luo.

He was thinking, Grandpa Luo was afraid that he didn't want to see him either.

He just stood far away in an inconspicuous corner, looking at the lonely little building.

Grandpa Luo, who had white hair, sat quietly in front of the small building, basking in the sun of Xiaoyangchun and dozing off.

A big black dog with a shiny black coat lay quietly at his feet.

At that moment, the spring breeze of Xiaoyangchun blew over, and inadvertently the eyes were full of moisture.

In this small building in Taiping Town, he was reluctant to leave after he lived there.

My uncle renovated this small building according to the way it was back then, and there are traces of time in its simplicity.

When night comes, it is quiet and peaceful.

When daylight comes, it is lively. Compared with the bustling crowd on the long street downstairs, it can be regarded as a quiet place.

During the day, he walked through the streets, in front of the familiar glutinous rice stalls, and he always had to buy a few. As soon as she turned her head, it was as if she was smiling at him.

At night, sitting on the couch and imagining her sitting next to him, he began to talk to her.

For example: "Although this glutinous rice cake is delicious, it is not easy to digest, so you better eat less." I really want to eat it, I'll buy it for you tomorrow. ”

Another example: "Go to bed early!" I really shouldn't have to work on a hard-won vacation! ”

For example: "Listen, the sound of the cars passing by outside is like a radical symphony, which is really nice." ”

On the last day of the holiday, the town was covered in a drizzle.

Walking on the street for the last time with an umbrella, walking in the crowd.

The umbrella was always tilted to the right, and she loved the feeling of being drenched in the rain.

But he wouldn't allow it, what if he caught a cold.

From the street to the end of the street, and from the end of the street to the street.

I closed the umbrella and was about to step through the wooden door.

When I turned around, the rain on the street was still full of people.

Wait a minute...... The figure in the alley that was about to disappear in front of it was so familiar.

The figure whose face I couldn't see clearly in the dream seemed to be right in front of me.

He rubbed his eyes, the alley was wet, and half of the figure was gone.

Only the corner of a pink umbrella remains.

He smiled self-deprecatingly, haha, probably overthinking and hallucinating.

On the second floor, the suitcases are all packed.

As soon as the bus bound for the provincial capital arrived at the corner in the afternoon, he was about to say goodbye to this corner of the world.

Leaning on the sofa, the photo of her family of three on the wall opposite the sofa is smiling so naturally.

Especially the little girl, who was smiling so magically at him, that a wave of fatigue could not stop it.

The little girl's face became clearer and clearer, and she changed into her form.

How long has it been? He was asking himself how long it had been since he had seen her so clearly.

He was so drunk in his dreams that he wouldn't wake up.

I slept long enough this night, and when I woke up, there was already a sparkling light outside the window.

He missed the bus to the provincial capital, and had to wait for the morning train the next day to leave.

Second Uncle Zhao next door knocked on the door and asked him to come over for dinner.

He readily agreed, the second uncle's amount of wine was not bad, and he changed the glass.

The second uncle said: "Since you have come here, you will stay for a few more days, and when you come back, I feel as if they are all here." ”

I don't know if it's the second uncle's unintentional retention, or if he already has an answer in his heart.

He decided to stay, as for when to go? He wasn't so sure.

Life is short for thirty years, and I have never been so casual at this time.

It's a pleasure to turn off your phone and listen to the sound of rain in front of the window!

There is no such thing as a holiday in the town, and after the holiday, the streets are as crowded with people as ever, and even the soft tongue is so kind.

After the holidays, the sky cleared up and the mood improved.

He is learning dialects from Zhao Erniu's daughter, although it is a little difficult, but it is more interesting.

When night fell, the streets fell silent.

The second uncle set up a dining table on the street on the first floor, and when the food was served, he moved a chair and chatted with the second uncle, eating melon seeds and drinking some wine.

The second uncle's dialect is particularly strong, and many times, he relies on guessing.

He wondered if he had a deep relationship with her.

He has a special love for this dialect, and the second uncle's dialect is accurate in guessing.

Steaming meals are served on the table, and the smell can be felt all over the street.

Everyone sat around the table, and when the lively dinner was about to begin, a man came in a hurry from the corner of the street.

He squinted, the figure was somewhat familiar.

Standing up, the man in the distance began to curse his mother.

"Yi Tian, you bastard, are you going to rebel? Why does your broken phone keep turning off? ”

He was surprised: "Wang Tong, why are you here?" ”

Wang Tongxian didn't answer, grabbed the enamel cup on the table and poured it violently.

I snorted again, and it all squirted out.

This kid treats liquor as plain water.

"What's wrong with you?"

"Don't ask me why? Come with me and explain to you on the way. ”

Second Uncle Zhao was very hospitable: "Since you are a friend of Brother Tian, you have come here, and you will talk about it after dinner." Besides, it's dark on this day, where are you going? It's not too late to wait until dawn tomorrow to leave. ”

Wang Tong took a glass of water handed over by the second uncle and drank it all.

Only one sentence was said: "The taxi I took from the provincial capital is still waiting at the corner of the street, hurry up and follow me." ”