"I saw in the newspaper that Sunday happened to be the West China Expo, and maybe you could see fireworks all over the sky by then, so the three of us would be in for a treat. I'll bring MP3 with me, and I'll download it from the Internet if you like to listen to any song. Lu Feng said excitedly.

"Liu Ruoying's, it's very good. Especially the lyrics resonate. Momiji snorted: Then I finally learned how to love. It's a pity that you are long gone, disappearing into the sea of people. Later, I finally understood in tears that some people are no longer there once they miss it.

In fact, these philosophies were understood when we met, but they still cannot be changed. For the so-called fate, someone once brilliantly said that 'fate is the excuse of the weak, and luck is the humility of the strong', and we are weak in action, so we can only go with the flow and silently bear the bitter fruit. In fact, how a person controls his destiny is more important than what his destiny is.

Hongye met his burning gaze, his eyes flickered, and he said, "Aunt Hua and I will go to prepare the food to enjoy on the road, and bring you your favorite plum and beef jerky." Also, do we need to bring more clothes when we go, and it's not so simple when we take pictures. “

The long-awaited day came as scheduled, and the sky was still bright early in the morning, and occasionally the dew of the trees could be seen glittering, like stars shining in a foggy night. Lu Feng came to the unit at the agreed time and saw that Aunt Hua was already standing there waiting for the car.

After a while, the red leaves carried a bulging bag, like the rising sun, like the bright moon, and walked with a relaxed face. Lu Feng patted her on the shoulder and said, "Kitten, there must be a lot of delicious things in your backpack, it's so heavy, I'll carry it for you." "The title of kitten is Lu Feng's affectionate name for red leaves, of course, this can only be whispered.

The three of them got into the air-conditioned car one after another and sat next to each other. The car started slowly and drove onto the wide road, rows of trees swaying rapidly outside the window. Inadvertently, he saw Momiji looking at him. Lu Feng touched his face and said sullenly: "What, my face is full of flowers." ”

"Kaede, you still look so young, they say that the years are not forgiving, but you don't seem to feel old!" Autumn leaves flow in autumn, thoughtful. Men from 20 to 40 years old, in fact, there is not much change, but women from 20 to 40 years old, this change is great.

Is it? After the continuous grinding of reality, can we still maintain that authenticity, and can we still have a young heart? My appearance may still be the same, but my heart is old.

Lu Feng smiled indifferently and said: "Ten years of youth, only ten years, and it will be gone after a while." Compared with men, men are slower to age, and you girls are precocious, and you are much more sensible and sensible than us when you are young. ”

"Oh, but I don't think you're very old, although I'm short-sighted." Lu Feng stared at her eyebrows like distant mountains with a smile, and her eyes as clear as autumn water, just like before.

At this time, Lu Feng remembered the MP3 that had already been prepared in his pocket, so he took out the earbuds and handed them to Hongye, "I brought the one you like to listen to, can you listen to it?" ”

Watching Momiji indulge in the moving melody of the music made him feel a pang of satisfaction. I really want to sit next to you like this, with a comfortable and calm heart.

I really want this car to never end, so that we can always be together. It's a pity that love didn't come after all, I missed it, and looking back, it was a hundred years old.

Suddenly, a hint of inspiration flashed, and Lu Feng whispered, "If one day I have a child, I will choose a good name, the male is called Yihong, and the female is called Yihong." Elegant and free posture, the meaning of the clouds. Hong, Hongke can express lofty ambitions, how do Yan Que know the ambition of Honghu, what do you think? As long as it's not a lonely hong, or it's a scattered person, and the duckweed is half scattered. ”

Yihong? Yihong? Yihong? Momiji meditated, and there was an inexplicable emptiness in his heart. "It's pretty good, but I think you, the future uncle, should help me choose a good name for the baby in my belly when you have time!"

"Wow, I'm really a mother, congratulations." Lu Feng lowered his head and thought deeply. I was supposed to be happy for Momiji, but I couldn't help but feel disappointed in my heart. I thought about it again, life is like morning dew, and it is withered in an instant, but as long as I have come, loved, and hated...... No regrets, what regrets do you have in this life?

The loneliness in Lu Feng's eyes gradually faded, and he smiled: "How about 'Yilu', every shining morning, you can see the dew jumping happily among the green leaves, that is the beginning of hope, quite poetic." ”

Yilu? Remembering Lu? Hongye's eyes lit up unconsciously, but he immediately thought of something, frowned, and said: "But this 'Lu' has the same sound as his cousin's 'Lu', and this 'Feng' has the same sound as his 'Feng'." ”

Lu Feng has only heard that he can't be homophonized with the surname or first name of his elders, but he hasn't heard of being homophonic with his peers? He sighed softly, speechless.

You know, I just want to leave my first name or last name on the next generation, but who wants to be so hard! If you have children in the future, you won't care about so many clichés, as long as you think it's good, even if someone stops you, you will stubbornly stick to it.

"The girl's name is Yixuan, and the boy's name is Yuhan." Lu Feng blurted out, after all, these two names are also what he has always liked, but he thought that after all, he was just an unknown uncle in name, and he couldn't be the master, so he said: "If it's not like my brother, go to the name Zhai and spend a hundred yuan, and according to the eight characters of the birthday, give the baby one, and no one will object." ”

The water of West Lake is calm and traceless. The two of them leaned quietly on the wooden railing, not looking at each other, with a natural smile on the corners of their mouths, and a few shy rays of sunlight shining at their feet, as if they had first met themselves.

It's a pity that youth is like this. The person I love in the end is just that. The years that can be fought hard are just like that. And who will be the deep couple? in our hearts, or on the way to the future.

Momiji sighed, suddenly remembered something, and said with dancing hands: "I dreamed last night that we arrived at a big railway station square, and then it rained heavily, so you pulled the pole box in one hand and the duffel bag in the other, and ran to call a tricycle, but you didn't call it." I'm mad at you, why are you calling a tricycle, I have a car, stupid! If you want to take a tricycle, I'll ignore you, get on the bike, I can't think about it, I'll take you home. ”

Lu Feng could feel the tenderness in her eyes, and couldn't help but quip, "Haha, could it be that the two of us just returned from abroad, and we still have a big bag, when are you going to plan it, I really want to!" Besides, if you don't send me home, how can this house be home! ”

Thinking of the home where he is now, Momiji couldn't help but show a sad smile and said: "His mother was not at home the day before yesterday, I couldn't enter the door, and the key couldn't be opened, and I suddenly found that it was really sad." It's good not to think about some things, but it's really cold when you think about it! ”

"Why bother? Why are you laughing a lot less than before, you used to giggle every day, and every time I see you, my mood becomes relaxed and happy, like a pistachio. And now, even though I'm smiling, I feel that you're not as happy as before, as if there's something deep inside that I can't let go. ”

"Heng, the more things I have experienced, the less frivolous I am." Momiji's heart suddenly felt sour and bitter, and he couldn't help himself. I would rather be a moth to a fire, at least ending in the most beautiful moment, in the sparks of the sparkle into eternity, so that the body and love are extinguished together.

"You're only twenty-seven, there's still a long way to go, you've just experienced a little, and you're so listless, it's okay, I support you selflessly, hey! It's really a mistake, and it's all wrong. Lu Feng was breathing rapidly, his chest was constantly rising and falling, and his face was full of remorse.

"You can still control yourself, and I, oh, I can't control anything now." Grief and remorse are like boulders pressing on the top, leaving Momiji breathless. If there is an afterlife, we can still give each other the warmth of hugging when we meet again, but I am not a moth, and you are not fire. ”