"It's time to go back!" Ah Nian knocked on Yixuan's door.

Seeing that there was no response, I knocked on it vigorously.

"Alright!" The door opened, and Yi Xuan scratched his head, "Why did you just wake up at noon?" ”

Yixuan yawned, "I didn't get much sleep last night." ”

"Oh?" Ah Nian smiled evilly, "What are you doing?" ”

"Get out! I'll pack my bags first! ”

I don't know why, Yixuan felt very uncomfortable from knowing that he was leaving to boarding the plane. The feeling of leaving a loved one is very sad.

Looking, little by little the house is getting smaller. Yi Xuan's heart suddenly shook, it was unspeakably uncomfortable!

Suddenly! There was a sharp pain in his brain, a sharp pain that spurred his nerves. His head seemed to be stabbed by ten thousand scorching sharp knives, and a heart-wrenching pain spread all over Yixuan's body. Bursts of pain came to him like the tide of the Qiantang River, wave after wave. He covered his head with both hands, and Yi Xuan endured it, as if he was rolling in hell. It was as if a clear cloudless sky suddenly tore a hole, and in an instant, the darkness pierced his heart like a sharp knife, spinning, stinging, and pain took over him at once.

Ah Nian noticed something unusual: "What's wrong?" ”

Yixuan wanted to speak, but the pain kept his mouth tightly closed.

The blank mind flashed bits and pieces, section by section like a camera tape. It's that picture!

In my vague memory, the girl in the photo was eating noodles with him and taking pictures together...... Next...... It's blood! The blood on the ground .....

After a while, the pain gradually subsided. However, it didn't take long for another round of pain to hit Yixuan's body. Suddenly, his brain seemed to be run over by a double-decker bus, and it was like 10,000 meteorites piercing his brain mucosa, as if there were tens of thousands of insects gnawing at him. It hurt more and more, his hand clutched the stool on the side, his whole body trembled uncontrollably, and even the muscles on his face trembled slightly. At the peak of the pain, in an instant, the pain disappeared, and I felt that there was nothing unusual at all. It's just that his face was pale, and his originally red face became like a snow-white piece of paper, without any brilliance, and suddenly, Yixuan's whole body was cold, and his face was covered with cold sweat.

"Holy! What's going on? Ah Nian looked at Yixuan, whose face was bloodless.

"I didn't ...... It's okay! Yixuan was sweating like rain, and the whole person looked light.

"Is this all right?" Ah Nian looked at Yi Xuan with weak energy.

"It's okay, I'll just get some sleep!" Yixuan closed his eyes and immediately fell into a deep sleep.

Lin Qiaomei walked down the street, and the air was filled with a sultry humidity, like a fog. The faint light of the lighthouse in the distance made the night even quieter. From time to time, there was a burst of cicadas in my ears, and in the midst of this scenery, I seemed to feel that it was a crisp and pleasant little song, composing the charm of this night. Silver-white moonlight sprinkled on the ground, and crickets chirped everywhere. The scent of the night fills the air, weaving a soft net that envelops all the scenery. All the eyes come into contact with is the thing covered with this soft net, no grass or tree, not as realistic as in the daytime, they all have a vague, ethereal color, each of which hides its subtleties, keeps its secrets, and makes people feel like a dream.

Qiaomei walked into a tall building.

Walked into the office on the top floor.

In front of Qiaomei sat a man about 40 years old. Although this is the case, he seems to be very well maintained, his hair is still black and bright, his facial features are still very exquisite, and his eyes are very fierce.

Qiaomei spoke, "Dad, I'm going back tomorrow!" ”

"Huh? Where to? The man's voice was low and steady.

"Go home!"

"Home?" The man paused and stood up, "It's been ten years since I've been here, and I don't know how the eldest son's son is doing." ”

Finally got off the plane, Yi Xuan was woken up by Ah Nian, Yi Xuan also slept comfortably for the first time, and he was refreshed as soon as he woke up.

When he got home, Yixuan took out the photo and thought, "This girl and I were good friends when I was a child!" "But what about blood?"

Thinking about it, I'm tired of it. Yixuan stood up, stretched, and walked to the kitchen.

"Anyway, what ......the hell is that Lin Qiaomei" Yixuan took out the drink, "I don't know why, as long as she is next to me, I will feel inexplicably relieved." Could it be that she had something to do with that woman? "Yixuan has been thinking about this question for several days.

Aerodrome.

A plane flying from the United States landed.

A girl dragged her suitcase and walked out of the airport. Clear and bright pupils, curved willow eyebrows, long eyelashes trembling slightly, fair and flawless skin revealing a faint red pink, thin lips like rose petals delicate and delicate white cap covered her long hair and half of her face, but I could feel that she must be beautiful, amazingly beautiful!! The huge black sunglasses make everyone only see the perfect arc of the corners of her mouth, revealing an omniscient and invincible confidence, and the black casual clothes set off her as mysterious and pure. It feels like nothing but cool is cool.

Walking out of the airport, the girl stopped the taxi.

"Go to XX Street, that villa at number 15!" The girl had already started talking before she even got in the car.

"Are you having fun?" The uncle in the taxi said as he drove.

"It's fine!" The girl replied.

"Why don't you play for a few more days?"

"I've been there for 10 years!" The girl laughed.

"10 years?"

"Yes!"

"I take the liberty of asking, why are you coming back?"

"Me? Come back to live, find someone by the way, and live with me. ”

"Good luck!"

A gust of wind blows, the leaves on the tree whisper, like a butterfly fluttering its wings, occasionally a few leaves are heard by the wind, accidentally, a few yellowed leaves reluctantly fall from the tree, like a set of images falling from the poem. In this winter, these leaves have been dyed over the years and have completed their life's mission. The leaves fall back to their roots, and they can still be heard singing spring poems between the branches on the next day when the flowers bloom.

The biting cold wind blows whistling, and occasionally naughty little snowflakes fall like a dance. Hexagonal snowflakes come in all shapes: some like silver needles, some like fallen leaves, some like shredded paper... It's good-looking. fell to the ground, as if a thick blanket had been laid over the earth; Falling on a tree, as if dressed in silver; Landing on the car, like a freshly baked cream cake. This beautiful snowy scene immerses people in the fresh air. Everywhere is covered in silver, and it is beautiful.

"I don't know, will you think of me!" The girl looked out the window and thought.