I'm an amnesiac.

I'm sorry, Yibei.

I'm late.

I've been a nuisance to you for six years.

Finally, I'm back.

Came back with a glorious one, lived up to everyone's expectations, and returned here.

It's been two years, and the picture of resigning from you is still deeply imprinted in my heart, and it can't fade away.

I am back.

Yibei, Onkyo is still well protected by you, but a few night lights are added by your side. It's quite good. I come here almost every day and walk across Onkyo alone. Touching its temperature in person, it's still quite warm. I'm also greedy for the beauty here.

When I was standing on Onqiao, I met a person, and it wasn't a meeting, it was just an accident. He would come to walk under the bridge every day, his expression was very depressed, and his steps were very heavy. However, he also laughs. The crooked eyes, the handsome face, and the curved corners of the mouth also match this scene. I would wait for him on Onkke every day, waiting for him to walk across the coast alone, waiting for his curved eyes and curved corners of his mouth. I don't have deep feelings for him, I just think it's the same kind of person.

The same kind of people, the same kind of people who don't get and will look forward to it more and more.

After that, he never came to the shore again. I waited for him for a while, and in the end I decided to forget about him.

Su Lilin

July 29, 2013

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A view of a light blue sky on an August morning. The rain disperses, the rain falls. The sound is light and soft. There was silence on the bridge. As far as the eye can see, I can only vaguely see a girl holding a translucent umbrella. Under the thin curtain, the long dark hair sprinkled wantonly on the waist, and the blurred facial features were slightly exquisite. Those unique eyes are indeed unusually eye-catching. A long dress in a light color is the best way to blend in with the scene.

That's exactly what covets the aftermath of Anqiao, Su Lilin.

Su Li crossed the bridge, got down the wooden ladder, and walked along the edge of the sand and sea. Her steps were light enough to land her footprints on the sand. The sea hit her feet, and her left foot unconsciously took a few steps back. Continue along the coast.

In the north, the sea water is very cold, and the sand and gravel are very grinding.

It took a long time for Su Lilin to settle on a certain coast. Her eyes were just staring into the distance. The left hand holding the umbrella is tighter. The sea pounds unscrupulously. She remained indifferent. The sea breeze accompanied the waves, and the sound was like tears. The skirt rises in the wind. The corners of her lips twitched slightly, and then her eyes drooped. The seawater wet the corners of her skirt, Su Li opened her eyes, took a few steps forward, and the seawater soaked the skirt. She slowly crouched down and placed her umbrella between the sand and the sea. She retreated.

In the umbrella under a few drops of rain, the distance between sand and sea is unbelievably obvious. The umbrella is out of place.

The rain dispersed and fell on Su Li's hair, the tip of his nose, and his right hand. A sense of beauty that is fully integrated into the rain is unobstructed and lovable.

When the last raindrops fell, all I could hear was the sound of the rain hitting the umbrella.

Su Li turned his face sideways and glanced at the young man holding an umbrella behind him.

It's him again.

"Thank you, but I never said I needed it." Su Lilin said coldly.

The young man laughed and asked softly, "Then does he need it?" ”

The boy's voice was soft, strong, and hateful.

Su Lilin did not respond for a long time. The boy handed his umbrella to Su Lilin, and stepped forward alone, picking up the translucent umbrella between the sand and the sea. returned the umbrella to Su Lilin.

"I see you, come to the bridge every day as scheduled, and want to hear you tell a story?" The boy's playful expression is so profound that people can't believe it.

"There are no stories." Su Li's neat answer made the boy slightly embarrassed. The two looked at each other, and it seemed to be a portrayal of seeing each other late.

"It's raining heavily, let's take shelter." The boy's tone was much heavier.

……

The sound of rain, clear, ticking. Two people with umbrellas, one in front and one behind.

The boy watched the rain fall in dismay. The look of toying a moment ago has faded. The eyes under the eyebrows are like light and bright. Equally dazzling, distant.

Su Li looked at the young man's expression and was a little stunned. I repeatedly recalled the original appearance of Yibei in my heart, and at a certain moment I felt that I was not as good as him at all. The memories of six years seemed to be all given to him, a bystander, Su Li sneered without sneering.

Yibei, he may be a person with temperature.

Su Lilin brushed her hair with her hands and tied it up with a black hair ring. I ran my hand through the hair around my ears and watched the rain fall. The young man picked up the extra strands of hair behind Su Lilin with his hand, and then put it down. Take the hair ring down the hair with your hand, and the long hair spilled on the waist is moving.

"You look better this way." The boy smiled. "Black is not for you. It's too strong, and the light color goes better with you. ”

Su Lilin didn't care, and still learned to watch the rain fall as a teenager.

"Then you give it to me." Su Li replied casually.

Clear sound of rain, ticking.

"Can you give it?" Su Li lowered his eyes, stroked his hair with his left hand, and picked up the umbrella with his left hand. I want to leave.

"Can't you hear me? It's the sound of rain, it's loud. You stay. ”

Remain? It's not yours, home again.

The sound of the rain is clear ticking, and I watch you watch the rain fall.

The sections that have just rained have a fresh smell. The rain and dew slide down the leaves and swirl over the small pool. The light blue sky reflected in the small pond is also beautiful. Su Lilin's hurried footsteps easily broke the silence. Her unsmiling face was reflected in the small broken pool. The boy followed.

Su Lilin has walked a long road alone, and the boy has followed a long road. Finally, we arrived at Onkyo.

"Is this your area of security?" The young man greeted unintentionally, "The answer you want: inscription, engraved on the utensils to record life, career, or vigilance, encouragement, your own words, and metaphor to remember." Remember, remember. …… I think I can help you ......."

……

.Ming. Remember.

"What is Ming? Remember? ”

……

“…… My teacher wanted me to finish a painting with the theme of memorization. I...... There is no memory left. There is no qualification to say the inscription. Su Lilin's clenched right hand was sent away again. The natural response: "Thank you." ”

"Can you help me draw a picture?" The boy's tone softened a lot. "Just a portrait. Draw a girl, she is beautiful. The rest is up to you. ”

Su Li looked at the young man's curved eyes and the corners of his mouth.

"Where is your memory?" The boy asked.

"Here." Su Li replied.

"What can you think of?" The boy asked casually.

"I can't think of anything." Su Lilin should be reconciled.

"And where is your home?" The boy asked.

"Here for a while." Su Li replied.

"Where do you want to go?" The boy asked.

"I want to stay here." Su Li replied.

"For how long?" The boy asked.

"All the time." Su Li replied.

Light rain in the morning, scorching sun in the afternoon, dusk at night. That's it all the time.

"What do you remember?" The young man looked sideways at Su Li's hair, and he was a little moved.

"I didn't think of anything." Su Li responded apologetically. "Your painting, you'll be given it in three days. Let's separate here. ”

The bridgehead, in the opposite direction, is fine.

……

Yibei, am I amnesia?

……

Su Lilin stood in front of the easel, looking at the vague appearance of the young man on the paper, she smiled faintly. She removed the paper and fastened a new piece of paper to her easel. Picking up a pencil with his left hand, he traced the boy's outline on the paper.

When night fell, Su Lilin put down his paintbrush. He got up and took a few steps back, looked at the boy on the drawing paper, and hesitated. Finally, he put aside his worries and walked out of the studio.

"Have you finished the homework that Teacher Mo said?" A woman in her fifties stood in front of Su Lilin and greeted her cordially, "Are you hungry?" What do you want to eat now? ”

I've heard a saying that if one day you disappear into the world. Someone is bound to be looking for you. What's the point of running all over the world?

"I've done the homework that the teacher said. I'll just hand over the painting to Jiang Ling. Mom, I'm hungry, help me cook a bowl of noodles. Su Lilin said.

Su Mu answered and went to the kitchen.

……

August 13, 2013

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In the morning, the sea breeze blows and the sun is warm. Su Lilin had the same long hair, Yi Yang, a long skirt, and walked towards the other side of the bridge with a painting tube in his left hand.

"The painting you want." Su Lilin handed the boy a painttube.

The boy took the paintbrush and asked with concern, "Do you have to finish your homework?" ”

"You'd better take a good look at your paintings. Satisfied? Su Lilin dodged the young man's eyes.

"There's no need. I believe you. I'm probably going to have to leave the city. You're the first person I've ever known. May I ask your name? The boy asked.

"There's no need. You and I will never cross paths in the future. After Su Lilin finished speaking, he turned around and left. Walked very chicly, without half a step of hesitation.

……

It's midnight. But Su Lilin still couldn't sleep. Finally, she got up and left the room. She was leaning on the balcony alone, blown by the cold wind.

Ming? Remember?

After that, Su Lilin borrowed her mother's mobile phone to make a call to Jiang Ling.

……

Later, Su Lilin returned to the humble studio and sketched the appearance of the young man with his left hand.