The midday sun shines on the plantain leaves of the green garden, cascading with the wind like rolling waves. Occasionally, there is a pillar on the gazebo in Yangcheng Central Park that is crowded with lush creepers, which is both a bit of a dying old feeling, and like the wreckage of accumulated time.

He Yang walked through the loose grape trellises, the sunlight shone on him through the sparse branches, and the dark shadows cast by the grape leaves on the ground also swayed with the wind. He remembered that it was also such a warm and sunny day at that time, and he met the girl who haunted him, the girl who filled his whole dream, gave him joy and pain, Su Ying, and disappeared forever. She always likes to say that she is afraid of aging, afraid of physical decline, afraid of the feeling of life passing little by little, and now she has no need to be afraid, because there is nothing to fear, she will never grow old again, and her life is forever fixed at the age of seventeen. These days, he is always hesitating, refusing to believe such a fact, he always feels in a trance that Su Ying is not dead, he can see her again, how could that pile of burnt black corpses be her? She is so beautiful, and she loves beauty so much, how could she allow herself to die like this...... He raised his head painfully, and saw a girl in a white dress from a distance, the noon sun was too dazzling, and He Yang only saw a hazy halo. There were very few people who came to the park at noon, and He Yang couldn't help but look at it twice. At a glance, He Yang's eyes suddenly widened - Su Ying! That's Su Ying! The corners of the eyes are slightly upturned, and the delicate and aura eyebrows and eyes are ...... Su Ying, Su Ying, is that you?

He was so shocked that he was stunned for a moment, and when he came back to his senses, the girl in white had already disappeared behind a dense bush...... He Yang looked at the dense green shade in the distance, and was stunned: he must have been dazzled, or he was dizzy by the sun, Su Ying was dead, and people can't be resurrected after death, how could they meet Su Ying here? It's just that I'm overthinking and hallucinating. Thinking of this, He Yang's heart was filled with indescribable sadness.

The sun is shining so well today. He Zihan sat in his book bar, took a sip of the coffee in his hand, and quietly looked at the glittering red gold ground through the huge floor-to-ceiling window, feeling so emotional. Outside the window, girls in hot pants and skirts walked by, chattering non-stop. He Zihan smiled slightly, stroking the little orange cat lying on his lap. It's good to be young. Walking by a girl in a white dress on the corner of the street, He Zihan suddenly felt like Su Ying, and then smiled self-deprecatingly, he was really dazzled, how could it be? How could Su Ying still appear here...... Seeing that he ignored himself in a daze, the little orange cat meowed dissatisfiedly, and even scratched people with his teeth and claws. He Zihan came back to his senses at this time, hugged the squeamish little orange cat, and comforted him with a doting face.

Lu Nan lost money in gambling last night and drunk himself, and he was still groggy this morning. Rao is like this, now he is still riding a motorcycle regardless of his safety, he doesn't care much about his own life, let alone the lives of others? It's just a game, and if you want to play it, it's a little more exciting. He rode past the cat language book bar next to the central park, and in a trance, he seemed to see Su Ying passing by him in a white dress. He said secretly: Fuck, I really drank too much last night, and the fuck was fucking during the day!

Jiang Xizhen came out of Starbucks alone, and saw a girl in a white dress walking in at a glance, the girl looked quite charming, the corners of her eyes were slightly upturned, the delicate and small nose bridge, and the right red lips were embedded in the fair skin, forming a sharp contrast. Such a beauty should have been pleasant, but Jiang Xizhen was so frightened that the corners of her mouth trembled, and her face suddenly turned pale, she left in a hurry, got into the car, and immediately called Zhang Huimin, "Huimin, it's Su Ying, it's her, it's her......"

"Su Ying is not dead...... I see her...... She's still smiling at me......"

"What to do? Will we be found out what we are doing? ”