Hanging up the phone, Miss 〇 pouted.

Hmph, this Wu Yao really is.

But for your sake, I won't bother with you.

Well, I'll be able to see him again in a few days, and I'm a little excited to think about it.

But does he know? Does he want to see me?

And how is he doing now? What does he do every day?

Do you write poems? Or maybe look out the window at the distant mountains in a daze?

Does he think of me when he's in a daze? Like I think of him all the time......

Wu Yao hung up the phone, feeling happy in her heart.

However, when he thought of the time and where to play, Wu Yao was overwhelmed for a while.

Alas, where to go?

Wu Yao yawned.

Forget it, I don't want to, I'm a little tired, just go to bed first, and think about it tomorrow.

Well, I'm a real talent, oh no, a genius.

Thinking of this, Wu Yao slowly went back to her room and fell asleep.

After sleeping until eight o'clock the next morning, Wu Yao was called up by his father.

Extremely reluctant to get up and eat. After washing the dishes, I was forced by my father to practice calligraphy for more than an hour......

By the time Wu Yao finished practicing calligraphy, it was already noon.

After lunch, Wu Yao was finally able to relax.

At this moment, she was lazily lying on the sofa and playing with her mobile phone.

Today is the 16th, the 26th is out, well, there are still ten days, if you play, play for two or three days, then set it for the day after tomorrow, today and tomorrow have a good rest, ready for the next play.

Then when you're done, go back and rest for a few days, and then you can go to school.

Now that the time is set, where do you go to play?

Alas, it's not good to be not familiar with the county, and I don't know how to play.

By the way, isn't the talent in the county, so let him have a headache.

Yes, it should give him a headache.

After all, I also give you a month old, and it's always okay for you Wen Jiandong to plan for me.

In that case, everything is planned, haha, I'm really a talent, oh no, it's a genius, haha.

Wu Yao was very happy and ready to be the shopkeeper.

And the barefoot boy who was cheated without knowing it knew anything about it didn't know anything about it.

He was playing League of Legends in an Internet café and suddenly sneezed, which directly led to his operation error, and then the screen turned gray.

However, the barefoot boy usually sneezes a lot, and he has long been accustomed to it, so he didn't think much about it.

In the past, the barefoot boy would have been narcissistic: well, sneezing means that someone must have missed me, alas, I didn't think I was so attractive.

But for many years, he sneezed almost every day, and no one ever said anything, so the barefoot boy later looked down on it, thinking that it was just a slight allergy.

Therefore, the game that should be played still has to be played, but bad luck seems to have quietly arrived.

It was supposed to be a must-win situation. The barefoot boy's side broke through the enemy's three-way high ground one after another, until only one main crystal remained on the opposite side.

Then the teammates were all kinds of waves, and in the end, they lost a winning game to the waves.

The barefoot boy played "goodgame" with an unhappy face, and then got off the plane and left.

When I got out of the Internet café and looked at the time, it was already more than two o'clock in the afternoon, and the barefoot boy felt a little hungry, so he went to the "Big Mouth" shop and ordered a fried rice with shredded pork.

After filling his stomach, the bored barefoot boy walked around the ancient city, and then walked to the river, soaked his feet in the river, and sat quietly on the shore to enjoy the shade.

It's comfortable, if only I could be like this all the time, tired, annoyed, tired, come to this ancient city for a walk, come to this river to blow the wind, soak your feet, how good.

It's a pity that such days are numbered after all.

We are all travelers in the long river of time, and we will eventually drift away in this journey called the years.

We will all be far away from home, and then our hometown will slowly become home, a place that we will never forget, but we will never return.

"Ugh." The barefoot boy sighed softly, then slowly raised his head and looked at the distant mountains.

There was a tower in the distant mountains, and every time the barefoot boy saw it when he walked in the ancient city, he thought that he would go and see it that day, but many days passed, and the barefoot boy never went there to see it.

But there's a lot of things in this world that you just need to know, isn't it?

As Wong Kar-wai's movie "East Evil and West Poison" said, "I like someone, but I won't tell her, because I know that what I can't get is always the best." ”

So for many things, the barefoot boy is pessimistic, just like between him and Miss 〇.

For love, many boys will choose to take the initiative to love and confess, but barefoot boys take the initiative to say goodbye.

Although he said goodbye on the lips and looked very open on the surface, how could he let go of it deep down? So the barefoot boy never really let go.

But he hid it very deeply, like an ancient well, even though the wind was howling outside, there were still no waves in the ancient well.

But in the middle of the night after night, those hidden emotions will suddenly jump out again, so that the barefoot boy is caught off guard and falls into those memories again, unable to extricate himself......

The barefoot boy sat by the river for a long time until dusk.

The sunset sinks, and the crescent moon emerges.

The barefoot boy slowly got up and set out on the way home unhurriedly.

It was not yet dark, but there was no rainbow, and the lights of the ancient city had not yet been lit up.

The sky is blue, bluer than the sea, and more melancholy than the sea.

A few fragments of stars are dotted on it, and it is beautiful, like a dream.

The barefoot boy looked up at the sky, unable to tell what it was like in his heart.

But the sky finally darkened, and lights lit up everywhere in the ancient city. The streets outside the ancient city were also lit up with neon, and the light stained the sky a little red.

The barefoot boy lowered his head and walked quietly home.

He knew that there was nothing to see anymore.