"What's the girl's name? Tell that girl what her name is. The ......" he looked at the newspaper that had fallen to the ground, his fingers trembling and he couldn't say a word anymore.

When the sales manager heard the news, he rushed to show Yi Zeran the relevant news report, and at the same time called his friend at the police station, and ten minutes later, all the details of the car accident were sent, including the name and place of origin of the deceased.

Yi Zeran stared at the unfamiliar name on the screen, his mood was still calm, the expression on his face was too solemn, and the sales manager was so scared that he didn't dare to disturb him after trying for a long time.

"Thank you." He thanked him in a low voice, pinched the car key and walked out the door without looking back, when the salesman opened his mouth wide and was interrupted by a sharp look from the manager.

The rain outside is getting heavier and heavier, the raindrops splash on the car glass and make a big splash, the outside is foggy, the road is empty and there is no car passing for a long time, Yi Zeran started the car in a hurry, and his brain suddenly regained his senses when the speed soared.

He drove very slowly, so slow that time seemed to stand still, countless transparent raindrops hung in the air, and the moment illuminated by the light was like thousands of pearls intertwined, he held the steering wheel with both hands, his dark eyes stared directly at the gray grassland, and his mind was full of his pale face lying in the ruins.

The rain stopped, and stopped, and the icy situation on the road was much better, and his speed gradually increased, and a dilapidated van was parked on the side of the narrow road in the distance, and a short and fat man with a black umbrella was lying next to the tires to check the situation, and there was a thin black old man standing beside him.

Yi Zeran couldn't help but look at it twice, and slowed down when his eyes touched the old man's rain-soaked cotton clothes, and sure enough, the young man stopped his car and leaned on the window to ask him for help.

Yi Zeran didn't speak the whole time, his brows tightened as he watched the rain drip down the old man's cheeks, and when the young man finished speaking, he directly bent down and opened the car door, staring directly at the old man, and the young man pushed the old man into the car with a sigh of anger, speaking in Tibetan he didn't understand.

The old man turned back to the car and took out a black wooden box, slowly got into the car, and finally whispered thanks to him the moment the car door closed.

Xu is Yi Zeran had a label on his face that no one should be close to, the young man didn't dare to talk to him more, he turned his head and kept chatting with the old man, speaking all the local languages, he could only vaguely distinguish a few names, the old man was silent most of the time, holding the wooden box tightly with both hands as if caring for some rare treasure.

Yi Zeran took the two to a nearby town, and when they arrived at the location, the rain outside had completely stopped, and the dark red sun hung in the southwest corner of the town, which was not as bright as the red lantern hanging in front of the Spring Festival gate from a distance.

The old man hurriedly got out of the car when the car door opened, and the young man shouted loudly behind him, probably asking why he was walking so fast, the old man turned around, his dark eyes swept over Yi Zeran's side face, and he turned his head and said a very brief word to the young man.

Yi Zeran heard it clearly, the old man said the word "Xiao Luo", from the mouth shape to the pronunciation were all correct, he frowned, turned around and pulled the car door and walked out, the air that had just been baptized by the rain was cool and clean, he took a deep breath and looked straight into the old man's eyes, "I don't know where the old gentleman lives?" ”

Seeing the old man looking at him vigilantly, Yi Zeran's eyelashes lowered and explained softly: "I am a tourist who has traveled to Tibet, and I want to find some interesting places to study......

"We are from a nearby village, along this road, the first village we see is, this old man is the old principal of our school, he has been teaching for decades, and there is no one in the neighborhood who does not know."

Yi Zeran looked up at the road between the gray grasslands, which he knew, when he and Xiao Luo went to the Tibetan area to play, the car broke down on that road, and finally walked for a long time to the village that the young man said to rest for the night.

Staring at the water snake-like road, his eyes unconsciously darkened a little, and before the young man could ask questions, he quickly turned around and thanked him, "I know, I will definitely visit another day when I have time, but I still have something to do at the moment, so I will go first." ”

He bowed respectfully to the old man and turned around to open the door, the young man was still waving enthusiastically before the car drove away, the old man lowered his head and stroked the black box with his fingers, as lonely as the last tree in the desert.

He drove directly to the village in the young man's mouth, the tighter he walked, the more entangled the thoughts in his heart became, and his head became more and more calm, he knew that Xiao Luo must have wanted to avoid him when he walked so far, he wasn't sure if Xiao Luo had let go of the resentment in his heart after so long...... The more uncertain it is, the more difficult it is to act.

The dark clouds in the sky have completely dispersed, the fiery red sunset hangs at the foot of the grassland, the blue grass and the white clouds and the red sunset are connected into the colorful ink paintings of the clothes, Yi Zeran pushed the car door and got out of the car, walking alone on the empty road.

The asphalt road was still wet, the small puddles on the edge were still icy, Yi Zeran walked forward along the road one foot deep and one foot shallow, the snow boots were stained by muddy water and couldn't see the original color, he looked up and saw the curling green smoke floating from the distant village, the long cry of cattle and sheep in his ears, and his restless heart was surprisingly quiet at that moment.

He stepped off the road and stepped on the muddy grass, and slowly walked towards the school with the help of his memory, and he had a very strange thought in his heart, he looked at the dark houses in the village, and was almost sure that his depression was hidden in the school with all the white walls.

But he was afraid that he had guessed wrong, and walked through the grass with great difficulty like a thief, and a narrow path appeared in front of him, and the grass on the road was trampled and smoothed, and it was no longer so laborious to walk up.

The cries of the cattle and sheep grew louder and louder, mixed with the joyful frolic of children, and he stopped and watched two children of about ten years old running after a lamb from behind the gray wall, and the lamb jumped into the dirt, and the white wool was dyed gray.

He stared blankly, and suddenly a crisp female voice sounded in his ears, the sound was like a thunderbolt splitting the chaos in his chest, almost subconsciously, he hid in a position that the other party couldn't see.

Sure enough, a girl in a long black down jacket ran out after her, drove away the two children without a word, and jumped into the mud to chase the lamb that had been released.

She was so thickly dressed that she could only see a mass of black clothes swaying in the distance, and her bulky appearance looked like a bear.

Yi Zeran smiled suddenly, looking at the girl's frightened face, her eyes curved into two crescents.

The lamb's movement was too flexible, and he was frightened by the child, seeing that someone came to catch him and spread his legs and ran faster, Xiao Luo reached out and grabbed the mud and turned back to move the rescuers with a smile, "Hanchuan, come and catch it back, the little guy is too leathetic." ”

When Lu Hanchuan heard this, he quickly put down the things in his hand, took off his coat and ran over to catch sheep with her, but he was too big, the grass under his feet was trampled by the child and was extremely muddy, and his long hands and feet were more cumbersome than Xiao Luo, but he refused to admit defeat, and fell directly to the ground in the process of pounce, falling into the mud with a dog.

Xiao Luo laughed breathlessly next to him, looking at Lu Hanchuan's annoyed and angry expression, he wanted to restrain himself, and when he covered his lips and snickered, he didn't notice his mud-stained palms, and his face was muddy.

This time, Lu Hanchuan laughed at her, and the two adults squatted in the mud and laughed at each other, their voices were so cheerful that they looked like eight or nine-year-old children.

Yi Zeran's smile was still on his face, if it weren't for the sadness in his eyes that was too obvious, he would have been deceived by the standard smile on his face.

The laughter is still there, the fiery red clouds above the head are wafting, and the bright light dots the rain-soaked grass, so beautiful that you can't take your eyes off it.

Yi Zeran lowered his eyelids bitterly, and his heart was dug out little by little with a knife, but the moment he turned around, his heart was completely empty.

He's thinking about the story of being hidden in the draft box by Xiao Luo.,The end of the story should be the separation of Zhuma and the beloved girl.,Looking back, he found that Qingmei was still waiting for him.,The two have lived happily ever after.。

What a perfect ending, he turned his head and ran to the road in a panic, and when he was almost to the smooth road, he suddenly fell under his feet and sat down in a puddle, his pants and shoes were all wet, and the evening wind poured on him with a complete chill, he clenched his trembling palms, and when he stood up, his face returned to his usual calmness.

He squinted his eyes and sat in the carriage for a long time, the heat was sufficient, the chill in his body gradually dissipated, and the shepherd drove the sheep across the road to his home, and looked curiously as he passed.

Yi Zeran opened his eyes slowly, restarted the car, turned, and drove quickly on the empty road.

It was late at night when he returned to the city, he was standing on the balcony of the highest floor of the hotel, looking at the city with a wine glass in his hand, his head was a little dazed, but his consciousness was still sober, and Song Boyuan's voice was still ringing in his hand.

Xiao Luo's hometown was demolished, the demolition money was placed in Xiao Luo's bank card, and all the things in his hometown were moved into the Yi Mansion. ”

He was tired, not only his body, but also his internal organs, he looked up at the flourishing stars above his head, the bright light was blurred into a hazy white by his blurred eyes, he suddenly let go of his hand, the wine glass made a crisp sound when it landed, and the red liquid crawled down the floor like blood in every corner.

He staggered back, step by step back into the room, and fell asleep down.

He had a dream, in the dream, Xiao Luo took his hand and walked on the path full of osmanthus trees, the rich fragrance of osmanthus floating on the end of his nose, and her long flying hair in his eyes, he raised the corners of his lips and smiled stupidly, the situation in front of him suddenly turned into a golden hall, Xiao Luo put his hand in Jiang Yuxiao's hand, and then turned his head to Lu Hanchuan's arms.

I don't know whose voice came from my ear: "Childhood sweetheart, it's a good match." ”