Ye Yin's phone has been shut down. The charger was not carried with him, and Sen said to buy another charger, Ye Yin didn't want it. She used Sen's old phone and changed it to a new number. She didn't have the courage to use that phone and number anymore, because she would wait endlessly for Xiao's call. Even dial out Xiao's number.

Even if you can't forget, you have to make a forgetful appearance is the last dignity of Ye Yin.

Call Ye Yin every day and hear the same answer. Xiao felt that her senses were no longer sharp. The heartache when thinking about the shade of the leaves is also dull. I never said to Ye Yin that I would love you forever, but I said that we would always be together.

Xiao wondered why "forever" is always shorter than a person's life in love.

Sincerity in commitment does not mean that it can be turned into strength. I remember Ye Yin saying this after watching the drama "Thunderstorm". Come to think of it, everything now is not the result that Ye Yin hoped for, but it was not what she expected. No wonder she looked at him like that when she left, desolate and hopeless, but she seemed to see through him.

Is it really seen through? Xiao sat down dejectedly, feeling weak.

Xiao remembered a poem he wrote to Ye Yin in high school, You are my river, and I love your misty water. The ferry from one shore to the other is as long as a lifetime. But it's just the distance between the palms of your and my hands.

At the age of love to talk about sorrow, boys and girls are the same.

He refused to mention to Ye Yin the hazy love he had for her back then, and even thought that it was too old for him to remember. In fact, it is nothing more than the arrogance of deformation.

And that night he remembered. Some of people's amnesia is disguised, or is it because of arrogance.

In the book left by Ye Yin, Xiao saw some intermittent words, which could not be regarded as a diary, but some fragmentary feelings.

I am a shipwreck. You walked into me and salvaged me just for curiosity. The moment I was scooped up from the water, it was doomed that we would no longer be together, because you ended your curiosity. And the ship is forever far from the tranquility of the seabed. Perhaps, the shipwreck should hold on to the secrets of the past at the bottom of the sea, and when it comes out of the water, it loses the mystery that people yearn for. Those who have seen it feel bored and say that it is scrap iron, and not saying anything is already accumulating morality.

Xiao understood what she thought, Ye Yin knew, or at least doubted, but she didn't ask anything.

At this moment, these words seem to be indicting the greed of human nature, which is not always hoped for, and when it is obtained, it is not the best.

The events of that day were nothing more than the straw that broke the camel's back.

Xiao knew that Ye Yin would not come back.

Xiao finds her aunt who is a housekeeper. Ye Yin refused to ask for help when she was around, she didn't like strangers walking around the house, and preferred to do it herself. Even if it's cleaning the chandelier, you have to do it yourself.

Once Xiao came back from work, he saw Ye Yin wearing a hat made of newspapers, standing on a ladder and wiping a chandelier, while singing Erquan reflecting the moon. The lamp was dirty, and she had to change out of her soiled clothes when she came down. Ye Yin summed up his series of actions into eight words, climbed high and sang and abandoned his clothes and left. Xiao laughed and sprayed a sip of tea on the newspaper. Because Ye Yin told him that these eight words are to describe people's mental abnormalities.

Everywhere there are memories of Ye Yin that make Xiao irritable. He chooses to be busy, often so busy that he forgets about himself.

The aunt changed the sheets with an abstract lily pattern and washed them, and covered them with forget-me-nots.

He lost his temper. Why not white.

I didn't find it. Auntie was a little displeased. Xiao has always respected her.

After the aunt left, Xiao turned out the previous pure white bedding and changed it himself, but he was so tired that he was out of breath. Only then did I realize that I hadn't exercised in a long time.

Put away forget-me-nots, put away the lily that hasn't dried yet, and even if it's not dry, Xiao can't care about it, he does this with anger, no matter if the cloth is not dry, it will be moldy.

In the eyes of others, Xiao's life is just a kind of return. Return to the way the leaf shade never appeared.