The tide feels like the river is not like the first time in Bordeaux. He took her from the local train to the train with ease, and it didn't take long for her to reach her destination.

"Where are we going?" She asked him this question several times in the car. But he kept smiling lightly and kept silent, and the tide turned his head out of the window and stopped asking.

After getting out of the car, the two walked for about half an hour, and the tide saw the New Zealand guy not far in front of them waving happily. Jiang Qi raised his head slightly beside her, "This is his house, Akaxiong." He invited us to come and visit and it was beautiful. ”

The tide looked sideways at a patch of blue not far away. It was the sea, and she remembered that it was the town of Arcachon, southwest of Bordeaux, and she had seen it on a map, and that sea was the Atlantic Ocean. She has always had a soft spot for places that look out to the ocean, such as her beloved Marseille.

"Why did you bring me here?" She asked again.

Jiang Qi turned his head to look at her, and the tide didn't see anything in his expression this time. He didn't answer, as if she had some unknown secret waiting for her to discover.

The New Zealand brother's face was glowing with joy, and he walked over and gave Jiang Qi a big hug. His gaze swept to the tide next to him, smiling. “Can I give you a hug ?”

“Sure!” Tide was thinking about why he had to ask her beforehand, when he saw the little brother set his eyes on Jiang Qi, as if asking if he could do this.

Jiang Qi laughed, his tone casual. “Of course。”

The New Zealand brother leaned over with open arms, and the tide smelled the smell of the expanse and freedom of the exclusive sea on him, and the people who grew up by the sea always had a unique smell.

The three of them walked along the road of the town to the uphill terrain, the two boys chatting and laughing in front, and the tide quietly following behind. In front is a cluster of small towns with red tiles and white walls, and on the side is an endless blue sea. The tide is greeted by the fresh and gentle sea breeze, and the pure colors are mixed everywhere you look, reflecting on the boundless coastline, which is surprisingly compatible.

She walked behind and faintly heard the conversation between the two boys. There were obscure words that popped out of their mouths with ease, but when they came to her, they didn't know what they meant. Jiang Qi is really a hidden person, when she didn't really know him before, she used to avoid him like a plague, but now she gradually understands, taking care of Xiao Ya but still wants to run away from him, but she doesn't fight every time, and wants to get close to him as much as possible. It's like facing a bottomless abyss, knowing that if you fall, you will be crushed, but you still want to jump down.

Tidal turned his head slightly to see him turn to the side of the little brother's face, still glancing at him as he did when he first saw him.

"Here we are." She heard Jiang Qi's voice. The New Zealand boy stopped, turned to her and smiled and said that this was the great sand dunes of Akachon, and that they would see a very beautiful view later.

The tide realized that the three of them had walked on the soft sand, and there were more people around, and not far in front of them there was a high, flat sand pile, covered with the footprints of passing tourists, all the way to the top of the dune. She stepped on the sun-drenched soft sand, feeling the warmth creeping from the soles of her feet to her ankles.

The slope of the sand dunes is a little high, the little brother often comes here, familiar with the terrain, Jiang Qi people are tall and long-legged, and they step to the half-waist of the sand dunes in a few steps. Tide slowly moved up with his bare feet and shoes, and suddenly saw Jiang Qi turn around and stretch out a hand to her.

The knots were slender and distinct.

"If you don't want to grab my hand, you can grab my sleeve."

Tidal looked up at him and saw the light fluttering on his face. "I can do it myself, thank you."

She walked around him, and in the afterglow she saw him turn and follow. Her mind suddenly became chaotic, and she looked down at the golden sand, and at the deep and shallow footprints of the people in front of her.

The New Zealand guy had reached the top of the dune, turned in front of him, and pointed closer to where he was standing. “Look!”

Tide trotted up a few steps and stood next to him.

In addition to the old port of Marseille and the white ships that came and went, for the first time, the tide felt that it could be deeply imprinted in my mind, just like the beauty of Arcachon at this time. They stood at the top of the dunes, in the midst of a golden yellow, and the edge of the slope ahead began a lush forest, full of life, behind the forest was the ocean, the vast blue spread from this end of the unknown beginning to the boundless end, the sea shimmered in the sun's rays, connected with the farthest end of the sky, and the impact of the three bright colors was particularly harmonious here.

"In the dunes of Akachon, there is forest on this side and sea water on the other."

She heard Jiang Qi speaking lightly beside her.

"Thank you." Tidal eyes fell on a landscape, and he didn't look at him when he spoke. She didn't know why this sentence popped out of her mouth on her lips, maybe it was exactly what she wanted to say but never dared to say. The last time he saved her, she remembered that she hadn't told him that either, and today was a belated thank-you. She thought for a while, as if she remembered something important, "This is what I want to repay you?" ”

Jiang Qi raised his eyebrows and looked over, his eyes murmuring.

"Yes. We emptied. ”

The tide is dumb. She became more and more unable to understand him.

"How's your communication?"

Xia Cicada sat down with two cups of milk tea in her hand and put one next to the tide. "Your favorite taro ball milk tea."

Tide put the book down, took the milk tea and took a sip. "It's okay, it's just that I'm a little tired from running." She hesitated for a moment, and approached Xia Cicada slightly. "I'll tell you something."

Xia Chan likes gossip the most. She poked her head over excitedly, her eyes shining.

"Jiang Qi also went, I met him in Bordeaux."

Xia Chan's pupils dilated suddenly, "Jiang Qi? What is he going to do? ”

"I said I was seeing a pen pal, but I did. Then ....... "The tide bit the milk tea straw, and saw Xia Cicada waiting to listen to the next eagerness. "Then he said he was going to take me somewhere, Akachon, where his pen pal lived, and there was a sand dune with a forest on one side and the sea on the other, and it was beautiful."

Xia Chan's expression became subtle, and there was a smile on the corner of her mouth that the tide couldn't understand. "Why do I think it's so romantic, you two are so familiar?"

"I don't know. He said that this was the last time he saved me, and I returned his favor. ”

Tide took a sip of milk tea and sucked the hot taro balls. "The sixth sense always makes me feel that he is a little dangerous, because he always does things unreasonably."

Xia Chan looked at her with her head down and frowning, this was the first time she had seen the tide so entangled and distressed about one thing. “...... He doesn't like you, does he...... And then use it that way to get your attention? That's all she could think about.

"Impossible!" The tides are unequivocal. She looked up from the straw and looked at Xia Chan, "Have you forgotten that he has a girlfriend?" Besides, like me, he's blind? ”

"That's not necessarily, it's normal to have emotional cheating." Xia Cicada plays with the straw in her hand. At that time, Xiao Ya chased him first, and Jiang Qi probably didn't want to hurt her heart before agreeing. This kind of willing love generally can't last long. ”

She said that she was experienced.

The tide recalls the rainy day when he met Jiang Qi for the second time. She saw the two figures overlapping and blending in the rain, as if they wanted to rub each other into their arms. A girl like Xiao Ya, whether it is Qiao Shen or Jiang Qi, at least in the eyes of outsiders, is a match made in heaven.

Taro balls are not as delicious as they used to be. Tidal chewed a few bites, and suddenly felt more and more tasteless. For the first time in her life, she felt that something was beginning to drain out of her body, into places she couldn't see or touch. The name Jiang Qi became heavier and heavier in the bottom of her heart, like a stone pressing on her chest.

When I got home, the room was quiet, and the tide walked lightly to the room, saw the door of Yangmei's bedroom open, and heard the sound of undulating and regular breathing coming from inside.

The coffee table in the living room was littered with used toilet paper, several of which were covered in red. The tide moved a little closer, picked up a clump, and clearly saw the dried blood stains on it.

She trembled in her heart, turned her feet and walked to the bayberry room, the door was pushed open, and the woman lay on the bed quietly with her eyes closed.

"Sleeping?" She asked tentatively and softly, but saw that the person on the bed did not respond. She went to the side of the bed and saw that Yang Mei had her eyes closed, her face was as pale as ever, and there were a few tears hanging from the corners of her eyes.

Tidal gaze fell on her neck, which was smooth and intact. She gently lifted the quilt again and tried to check the source of the blood. However, no major wounds were found. She frowned slightly, turned her heart sideways, and stretched out her fingers to probe the bayberry's snort.

The warmth of the exhalation sprayed on her fingertips, and the tide felt that her hanging heart was slightly lowered.

She was just about to lift her feet and leave, when she suddenly caught a glimpse of the woman's left hand on her chest, which was stained red with small pieces of blood. Her mind was hot, and she reached out and turned her palm over.

Tidal breathed for a while, and saw the flesh and blood blurred palm of his left hand cut by a knife, all the wounds were new, and some were still gurgling blood, and the blood droplets crossed and converged along the chaotic palms like lines, and smashed on the white futon, soaked in a patch of scarlet.

She could faintly see the indistinct lettering. It's like "living" and it's like "dead".

The tide only felt breathless, and his stomach was tumbling like a river and sea. She dropped the woman's palm and ran out of the room in small steps. Before you almost throw up, get to the bathroom.

The taro milk tea, which had only been drunk for a short time, had not yet been completely digested, and it was spit out along with gastric juice and sour water. A warm glow in his eyes reminded the tide that tears were about to fall out in a second. When Yangmei put the knife on her neck, she was not so afraid, because at that time she clearly knew that she was going to die. But this time, she was really scared, because she found that this pale woman whom she had called her mother secretly estimated her life and death, and she didn't know when, she would suddenly leave her.