The plane wandering in the clouds slowly slowed down and landed smoothly on the runway of the airport in N City.

The sweet voice of the flight attendant reminded the passengers on the plane: N City has arrived safely, please take your belongings, walk down the bridge in an orderly manner, and welcome everyone to take it again.

The plane was completely stationary on the runway, and the passengers picked up their belongings, and they walked down the bridge one by one, braving the drizzle to walk briskly to the exit.

Luo Yi, who followed the crowd down the covered bridge, looked at such a heavy and cold hometown, and she inexplicably gave birth to a kind of sadness that seemed to be a lifetime.

It's not been long since she last returned to N City, but why does she have a kind of melancholy and sadness?

Too late to keep herself sentimental, she dragged her suitcase out of the airport with the crowd, stopped a Tex in the drizzle, and sped away in the direction of home.

Pulling out a tissue to wipe off the small droplets of water on her head, she relaxed and leaned back into the back seat, pulling out her long-turned off phone from her backpack.

As the boot music ends, a crisp message tone sounds instantly.

Looking up, the unique title on the information made her smile knowingly.

Lolo, only he would call her that.

Fingertips clicked open, and a complete message appeared in front of her eyes.

"Luo Luo, remember to report my safety when you arrive. Also, no matter where you are, my heart will always be with you. ”

At the bottom of my heart, there is a trace of sweetness and warmth. They are slowly melting the glaciers that have quietly revealed the tip of the iceberg.

With a smile on her lips, she looked at the time the message was sent.

At 9:16, isn't that the time she enters security to board the plane?

Perhaps, he really cares about her.

Xiaoxiao clicked on the reply, she typed a long line of words, as if she felt something was wrong, and she deleted it all again.

In this way, she typed and deleted, deleted and typed, and finally left on the phone, only a few simple words:

"I've arrived, thank you."

After sending, she put down her phone and stared out the window.

Today's weather is not very good, and it is drizzling like the other day. This kind of never-ending density makes people a little more gloomy and heavy for no reason.

Is Grandma Yun's illness better?

Thinking of this, she wanted to call her mother, however, she put down her phone again.

Forget it and tell her when you get home.

Unconsciously cast her eyes out of the window again, looking at the misty afternoon when the world was in a blur, she suddenly remembered that year, she took Qiao Linxi to the two-story building in the depths of the alley, and visited Grandma Yun, who was still in good spirits and full of red light at that time.

At that time, they had a firm belief that they would always be together. But who would have expected that after she took him to meet Grandma Yun and told him the love story of Grandma Yun and Grandpa Yan in that beacon era, the words she said because she was moved made him choose to be a resolute soldier she admired after they broke up.

At that time, he secretly germinated such an idea without her noticing...

In a flash, now that more than half a year has passed, it has been a year and 107 days since she broke up with him.

Except for the fact that he had secretly visited Kevin and Shelly while she was asleep when she had gone to attend her wedding in England, he and her were like two parallel lines that would never intersect again.

Miss him?

Luo Yi lowered her eyes, she clenched her fists and admitted in pain, she thought.

But she didn't want to take the initiative to contact him, his phone number, QQ, WeChat, Weibo... All of these contacts that could be found in him were ruthlessly deleted by her.

But how can this be?

She still remembers his QQ, WeChat, and Weibo nicknames called Aotian, and she still remembers the 13-digit number that has been engraved into her bones a long time ago.

And he, if he wants to contact her, he can also find her through many channels.

Even if she naively gave up the phone number she had been using, if he wanted to, he would have more ways to find her.

They are like two stubborn children who are angry and don't give in to each other and don't bow their heads to each other.

They all seem to think that whoever finds whom first, who contacts whom first, loses the whole world.

But they seem to continue to vomit like this, who wins?

Is that him?

She didn't know, maybe...

Is that her?

She was saddened to learn that she hadn't...

Closing her eyes tightly, she hid the mist that had crept in for nowhere, letting her long curled eyelashes tremble like a struggling butterfly.

Forget it, so be it.

If you don't see it, you don't ask, and you don't want to live it for the rest of your life.

"Miss, Yurong Road has arrived, and the fare is 32 yuan in total."

The driver's uncle deliberately lowered his voice, he was afraid that his thunderous voice would scare the little girl.

Hearing the driver's uncle's voice, Luo Yi hurriedly opened her eyes, and she reached out and took out just enough change from her wallet.

"Thank you."

"You're welcome, it's still raining lightly outside, I'll take your luggage down first, and you put the umbrella right."

Concerned and advised, the driver's uncle opened the door and got out of the car.

Wiping away the tears that accidentally overflowed from the corners of his eyes, Luo Yi got out of the car after sagging his backpack over his shoulder.

"Thank you, uncle, goodbye."

Politely saying goodbye to his uncle, Luo Yi dragged his suitcase and walked briskly home in the drizzle.

She didn't come back at the right time, it wasn't the weekend, and it was past her lunch break, so of course there was no one at home now.

She climbed the stairs into the room with her suitcase, took out her mobile phone and sent a message to her mother that she had returned home, then simply changed out of her somewhat wet coat, and took a towel to wipe off the fine water droplets on her head, and then hurriedly went out with an umbrella.

Holding up a large dark purple umbrella, she followed the wet sidewalk, turned several alleys, and entered the depths of the last alley, in front of the familiar ancient house.

On the tall and straight magnolia tree in front of the house, the layers of blue-green leaves had been dyed withered yellow, and they were rustled by the fine rain, and the whirring cold wind blew, and seven or eight dead leaves and rain fell in a row.

The four seasons cycle repeatedly, and here, too, presents a gloom that belongs to winter.

"Ahem... Liang girl, you first... Let's go back first, I'm fine..."

Approaching the house, Luo Yi had just put away his umbrella when he heard Grandma Yun's weak old voice from inside the house.

"Don't get in the way, there is still Haisheng at home, I will accompany you again."

Then it sounded, and it was the voice of Aunt Liang, who lived not far from here.

"Huh? Is it Xiaoyi? How did you get back back? ”

Sensing that there was someone outside the house, Liang Miaoyi opened the half-hidden wooden door.

"I heard that Grandma Yun is not feeling well, I'll come back and take a look."

Hanging the umbrella on a wooden hook, Roy said as he walked into the house.

"Grandma Yun, are you feeling better? Did you go to the doctor obediently? ”

Before the person came to the bed, her concern first reached the sensitive ears of the old man lying on the bed.

"Luo girl... Cough... You're back, Grandma Yun was thinking about you, so you ran back... Ahem..."

"Yes, I also miss Grandma Yun, so we have a good understanding."