The sound of the wind blowing was like a bamboo flute wrapped around willow leaves brushing across the water, and Ji Shuchen walked out from behind the wall. He, like the bicycle, was pulled far away. The weather had already entered autumn, and Ji Shuchen put on a thick white sweater, and the outside was still the same blue and white school uniform. However, it was still very cold when the wind blew.

"Is this your painting?" A voice came from the trash can at the door, and it was a man about forty years old in a suit.

"No, it's my friend's, I'll help her get it back." Ji Shuchen pushed his bicycle and walked over.

"It's so nice, can you help me find her?"

Ji Shuchen frowned.

"Don't get me wrong, I just came here today for something, I just happened to pass by and glanced at it casually, and then I was attracted to it, it's a pity that such a good painting was thrown away." The man in the suit thought for a while and said, "Although I haven't finished painting, I can see that it is very thoughtful and interesting, I just have a small art exhibition in Shanghai, can you let your friend finish painting, I want to borrow it for an exhibition." ”

"I'll ask her, but there's not much hope, she doesn't seem to be drawing anymore."

"Thank you so much, I can tell from this picture that she likes to draw, but she should have encountered something, this is my business card." The man in the suit took out a business card from his arms, "If you think about it, remember to contact me, I'm not in a hurry, I can wait for her, good works are worth waiting for." ”

Ji Shuchen took the business card and the painting in the man's hand, the business card said Zhang Huaiye, and the coordinates of the address were Shanghai.

"Shanghai, a big city." Ji Shuchen muttered, he knew Zhang Huaiye, he was a professor in a big city school, although he hadn't seen it, but he had heard the head teacher say it many times, saying that the school spent a lot of money to invite him to give an open class to the students of the art class.

If it was before, Lin Anyu would have been happy, but now, Ji Shuchen didn't know whether to tell her or not. He asked Lin Anyu before and said that she likes painting so much, she must study art when she is in high school.

Lin Anyu just smiled and told him: I don't know how to study art, it's too difficult, for others, painting may be a self-cultivation hobby. But it's not the same for me, it's faith. I want to learn too, but I can't afford it, and my mom won't give it to me. I don't think I'm worthy of art.

Ji Shuchen stepped through the autumn wind and faced the sunset as gorgeous as the rising sun.

The hut faces north, and the walls are covered with vines.

"Aunt Cheng, I'm looking for Lin Anyu." Ji Shuchen said to Cheng Huajuan, who was squatting at the door to wash vegetables.

Cheng Huajuan picked up her sleeves and wiped the sweat on her forehead, and looked into the door, "Anyu, Shuchen is looking for you." ”

Lin Anyu came out after answering inside, before she had time to take off her school uniform, there was only a thin sweatshirt inside the emptiness, and the autumn wind was blowing outside, and she couldn't help but shiver.

"You wear more, so little, you'll catch a cold."

Lin Anyu smiled disapprovingly, and then said to the back of his mother who was walking in after washing the dishes, "Mom, I'll come back early." ”

I don't know how many times I have walked on the winding path, Lin Anyu has walked many times by himself, and Ji Shuchen has also walked many times. She shivered with cold, and could only wrap her school uniform tightly in exchange for the warmth that didn't exist.

There was a warm current on his shoulders, and a clear voice came from behind, "Put it on, my sweater is warmer than your few combined." ”

Although it is just one more school uniform, it is still much warmer than before, and the two school uniforms feel a little strange together, the only place to match is that the school uniform inside is washed white, and the school uniform outside is pure blue like new. Light white and pure white is an unexpected and surprising combination, anyway, Lin Anyu thinks so.

"It's weird to wear like that, isn't it?" Lin Anyu smiled lightly.

"Don't care if it looks good or not, remember to wear an extra one tomorrow, it's already autumn now."

"So what are you looking for me?"

"You threw the painting away?"

"You said that, I don't want to draw it, why do you want to keep it." Lin Anyu lowered his head unnaturally, avoiding Ji Shuchen's fiery gaze.

"Lin Anyu, do you know, you never dare to look into my eyes when you lie."

"No, how dare I look at your eyes." Lin Anyu forcibly raised his head, but lowered his head again at the moment of eye contact. She admitted that she didn't dare to look at Ji Shuchen's eyes, because Ji Shuchen's eyes were as clear as a stream in March, and they could show all her ugliness.

"You want to give up because of that, right?"

Lin Anyu nodded.

"I don't interfere too much in your decision, this is for you." Ji Shuchen took out the business card and handed it to Lin Anyu.

"Zhang Huaiye, what do you mean?"

"He saw your painting and said he wanted to borrow your painting to participate in an art exhibition in Shanghai."

"How is it possible, you made it up to make me happy, where is this business card made, it's quite real." Lin Anyu smiled and returned the business card to Ji Shuchen.

Ji Shuchen couldn't laugh, he didn't answer the business card, he just frowned, "Lin Anyu, it's good for you to be confident, I don't know you anymore if you're like this." Do you know what Professor Zhang said, he said that he saw a dream in this painting, and he said that he can wait for you, because a good work is worth waiting for. ”

A good piece of work is worth waiting for.

The words rang back and forth in her mind, from head to tail, like electricity running through her whole body, and it must have been the highest evaluation of dreams she had ever heard.

"The business card is collected, if you think about it, come to me to draw, and contact Professor Zhang after you have drawn it."

"Are you sure you lied to me."

"I didn't lie to you, I'm leaving, and you can do the rest yourself."

The brilliance of the clouds poured into Ji Shuchen's back, and he walked for a while and said in the light: I am probably your last spring.

Lin Anyu stood in the autumn wind, the corners of her school uniform were blown up by the wind, she was at a loss with her business card in her hand, and she wanted to ask for help but no one could help her. Some things have to be walked through by a person, broken corpses, stepping on the moonlight, and walking alone.

Therefore, it is also necessary to make the last spring an eternal spring.