Zhang Ziyu got out of bed, walked to the table, picked up paper and pen, and sat back on the bed, "Then you say." ”

"Are you going to paint?" Zhang Ziyu suddenly felt a breeze blowing on his cheeks, he raised his head and looked at the window in front of him, and found that the window was closed.

Is there a 'person' who has come close to him? Zhang Ziyu thought to himself.

"I can't imagine you're as talented as him." Another breeze blew with a faint floral scent.

He suddenly felt that this was something interesting.

"No, no, no, you think too much, I'll just write what you say, I can't draw." After that, Zhang Ziyu first wrote a 'where to live' on the paper and crossed it at the back, 'what's it called' again, and then wrote a 'what does it look like' and stopped the pen, "What does it look like, you said I'll write it down first." ”

"He has a good smile, he is probably taller than you, he exudes a temperament, the kind of temperament that makes people feel very comfortable, the bridge of his nose is high, and his eyes are as beautiful as the moon when he smiles." The girl said a lot in one breath, without the slightest intention of stopping.

Listening to the girl's description, Zhang Ziyu didn't know where to start, and he didn't remember the pen in his hand, "This is too abstract, is there anything more specific?" ”

"What is concrete?" The girl asked.

"Well, how am I going to describe it to you?" Zhang Ziyu stood up and pointed to his face, "Look at me, pig waist face, thick eyebrows, big eyes, high nose bridge, small mouth, thin lips, handsome guy." ”

He raised his hand on the top of his head again and gestured, "Height 180, weight 150 pounds." Then, he sat down on the bed again, "This kind of one is more specific." ”

"But I don't know what he looks like now...... "The girl stopped in the middle of her words.

"How long has it been since you've seen him?" Zhang Ziyu continued to ask.

"It's been a long time, I just remember the last time I saw him more than fifty years ago." The girl was silent.

How do you find someone? At least she describes it as a young man.

Zhang Ziyu thought to himself, more than 50 years have passed, I don't know if I am alive, plus I don't know the name and address, looking for someone is completely looking for a needle in a haystack.

"It seems a bit tricky." Zhang Ziyu said tentatively, from the tone of the girl's voice before, he could hear that what she was looking for should be someone who was very important to him, he really didn't want to make her sad, but if he didn't know anything, people were really hard to find.

Hearing Zhang Ziyu say this, the girl's tone became excited, "Please, help me." Whatever you need, I can give it to you. I just ask you to help me find him. "Listening to the voice, it looks like I'm going to cry in the next second.

The girl paused for a few seconds, and sobs came from the air, "I, I have waited for him for more than fifty years, and I have been looking for him for more than fifty years. Every year, I try to make myself bloom many, many flowers, the most beautiful flowers, I just want him to see them, but he never comes......"

Zhang Ziyu suddenly felt that his heart was pinched, he looked around, and he didn't know where the girl was standing now, and he couldn't comfort anyone if he couldn't see anyone, so he could only be anxious.

"Don't cry first, I don't want anything from you, look, you don't know what it's called, you don't know where you live, you still can't describe it to me what it looks like, this, how can I find someone." Zhang Ziyu said softly, "Don't cry yet, okay, it's not beautiful to cry again, even if you become ugly, I will find someone for you, what if people don't recognize you?" ”

"Okay then, then I won't cry." After that, I heard the sobbing sound getting quieter and quieter, and then gradually stopped.

Sure enough, girls all over the world are the same, whether it's a person or a spirit, they don't cry when they say they're going to be ugly, it really works. He snickered in his heart, he was so witty.

The air suddenly became very quiet, Zhang Ziyu was a little sleepy, maybe he got up too early in the morning, and he felt that after getting off the train from the station and walking back, his mental state was not very good.

He really wanted to sleep for a while, but he was afraid that he would be startled by this girl again, so he didn't dare to close his eyes, so he could only chatter without a match.

"What's your name, girl?" Zhang Ziyu asked.

"Xia will leave. It was the name he gave me. I didn't have a name. The girl whispered.