"Are you sure Sujia is here?" Bai Mo looked at Yi Lip in disbelief.

"The bus she got on was at the end of the bus, and she wouldn't have gotten off easily if she didn't know the way." Yi Yan looked at Bai Mo's anxious face with an idiot look, "Together, you are really ......"

"Stop. Just know, don't talk so much. Bai Mo pointed at Yi lip and was a little unhappy.

"Would you like to give me a phone call and ask?" Yi asked the white ink next to him, whose face had darkened, tentatively.

"It's off." Bai Mo replied expressionlessly.

Yi Yi suddenly pulled Bai Mo and walked towards a place where there were few people, just around the corner of a street at the entrance of Spring Street, where Su Jia was sitting with his legs crossed.

As long as people have weaknesses, they can prescribe the right medicine, Bai Mo will not let her go, Yi Yi also knows where she went, Su Jia obviously knows that she doesn't want to have an accident, so she can only let herself stand outside the crowd, so as to avoid others not finding her, and also avoid trouble. I have to say that Su Jia is a smart person.

Bai Mo and Su Jia said something Yi lip didn't know, she was standing twenty meters away boring playing Tetris game, after a game, the word game over appeared on the screen half an hour later, Su Jia and Bai Mo had also come to her, Su Jia glanced at Yi lip with some embarrassment, and lowered her head.

Yi Li could only see the top of her head, she and Bai Mo stood together very incompatible, Bai Mo could press the top of her head as soon as he raised his hand and arm.

"Let's go, get something to eat." Yi put away the phone and put it in the pocket of the down jacket, tilted her head and walked ahead. The three of them ate, and Yi took them to settle down and went back to the rental house alone.

Five days passed in the blink of an eye, and on Chinese New Year's Eve, Yi Chen did not look for her, and Yu Ning did not look for her. There is not a single happy new year text message on the phone, maybe it is not twelve o'clock, and it is not yet time to wish a happy new year.

Yi Li borrowed an induction cooker and a small pot from the landlord, and the other ingredients and dishes were prepared by Su Jia.

The pot was steaming, the tumbling soup was rich and shiny, and Bai Mo looked at Yi Li and the chili bowl in front of Su Jia, and his temples suddenly jumped.

"Won't you two eat so many chili peppers when you eat hot pot?" In this sentence, Bai Mo spoke in dialect, and it sounded a little ridiculous.

"Han is also our own business, use you to care" Su Jia replied in dialect.

"I don't think you're smart if you don't eat chili peppers." Yi lip glanced at Bai Mo, Su Jia looked at Yi lip in surprise, just because Yi lip spoke a dialect, or a dialect of ethnic minorities.

Yi Yan felt that Su Jia's gaze did not look at her, and silently ate the meat in the bowl and replied casually: "I can understand the words of the Tujia people, the Miao people, and the Buyi people." ”

Su Jia is from the Buyi tribe, and the Buyi dialect is much easier to understand than the Miao dialect, I originally thought that Yi Yi couldn't understand it, but who knew that she understood, and she also spoke a Tujia dialect.

After eating a hot pot, most of Yi Li, Bai Mo and Su Jia spoke in dialects, because Yi Li found that Su Jia didn't like to speak Mandarin, and what he spoke was not a special standard. Compared to Bai Mo and Yi Lip, it seems a little twisted, a little accent.

After eating, Yi Yan took Bai Mo and Su Jia to the bank of the Nandu River, beside the bridge.

"It's beautiful there, what's it for?" Su Jia said the words of the Buyi tribe, and the passers-by next to her looked at her inquiringly, as if they knew that she was not speaking the dialect of Nandu.

As soon as the heavy snow stopped, a thick layer of snow accumulated on the ground, and it creaked when stepping on it, leaving a series of black footprints, and it was a little warm to look at the snow in the dim light.

The bridge was full of red ribbons and wishing bottles, and at this time it was also covered with a lot of snow, because of the strong wind, the snow was blown down and fell into the Nandu River and melted into water. The colorful lanterns are also competing to flicker with colorful lights, and the light is somewhat bizarre.

"Love falls off the bridge. It is said that every couple would tie a red ribbon with their names written on it to a thin iron cable on the bridge, and hang two wishing bottles. I heard that it will be very spiritual, but I don't know if it's true or not. Yi lip put her hands in the pockets of her down jacket, stood by the river and looked at the red ribbons fluttering on the love bridge, and opened her mouth with some interest.

Su Jia spoke the words of the Buyi people, and Yi lip replied in Mandarin. Su Jia knew that Yi Yi still liked to speak Mandarin.

Bai Mo dragged Su Jia to the bridge of love, and what they did was nothing more than to write red ribbons, hang red ribbons, and hang wishing bottles.

Lip was really not interested, so she told them that she was waiting for them at the bridge, she really didn't want to go up fifty steps to the highest point of the arched bridge, and she didn't want to make a wish.

At twelve o'clock in the morning, the bridge was overcrowded, the bell ringing in the distance was indeed so clear, the New Year's countdown displayed on a tall building by the river, and the sound of countless men and women counting down in the ears was in the ears.

I don't know if Bai Mo and Su Jia shouted, anyway, Yi Yi was silent, and when he watched the numbers in the distance become one, the people around him smiled at their acquaintances and said Happy New Year.

And her phone flashed, and a message came in, only the four words sent to her by Bai Mo, Happy New Year.

At this moment, she suddenly felt extremely lonely, more cold and terrible than every Chinese New Year before. Fireworks bloom in the sky all around, illuminating countless beautiful and quiet smiling faces.

Bai Mo and Su Jia got down from the bridge, approached Yi Yi and heard Su Jia say to Bai Mo that there are also fireworks in Linjiang County, but it doesn't snow all year round, but it is heavier than Nandu, although Nandu is lively, but it makes people feel very deserted. Moreover, Linjiang County is not as cold as Nandu.

Bai Mo rubbed Su Jia's head dotingly, Yi Yi really wanted to ask Bai Mo, why did he fall in love with Su Jia? Not at all like the girlfriend he once spoke.

When Su Jia walked up to Yi Lip, she said Happy New Year, and Yi Lip replied with a happy New Year without emotion.

On the first day of the Lunar New Year, Yi Yan invited Bai Mo and Su Jia to eat outside, and then went to the alley of the South Gate, and opened a wall covered with heavy snow, and the moss on it was very unsightly.

Yi pointed to one of them and asked Su Jia if she understood what it meant. Su Jia stepped forward and saw the moss that had been pulled by someone, it was not very obvious, but he could still see what it meant.

It's moved, and you haven't come yet.

When Su Jia told Yi Li what this sentence meant, Yi Yan's face suddenly turned pale, and there was still some mist in her eyes.

The words on the wall are the Buyi script, and the rest of the Yi lips know it, but this sentence is a little blurry because it has been scratched a few times, so it is not very clear.

Yi's lips scraped off the moss with her hands, bare the slippery wall with wet moss foam, her fingers were stained with dark brown moss, and her fingertips were cold and a little stiff.

Her moss-stained hand reached into her pants pocket, took out a knife, and handed it to Su Jia, "Help me engrave the words, use the oldest script of the Buyi tribe, engrave me back." I'm soft, choked up and pleading.

Su Jia nodded and held it. Although I thought she was very difficult to contact from the first time I saw her, but now I am more like an abandoned child who desperately needs help from others.

Waiting for Su Jia to engrave the words, Yi Lip held a handful of snow to cover the words, and a lot of the sparse falls were still blurry. Bai Mo only noticed at this moment that Yi's lips' body was trembling slightly.

"The wall is no longer secure, and it is estimated that it will be demolished and rebuilt. I don't know if I can be ......" Yi Yi's sharp eyes stopped Bai Mo's words, what he was most afraid of was that there was no hope, and what he was most afraid of was despair. That couldn't happen, or she might never find a reason to stay here again.

Yi Yan asked Bai Mo and Su Jia to go back to the hotel, and strolled around the entrance of Spring Street by himself.

"Little four, I want to eat sugar gourd." The child's voice was crisp and a little shy, and Yi Lip seemed to see the girl in the corner who was probing her brain, combing two braids, and her beautiful face looked eccentric.

"Then I'll give you one." Xiao Si held two strings of sugar gourds in his hands, and stretched out his hand to hand a string to the little girl who spoke before.

"If you eat too much sugar gourd, your teeth will grow worms, and if you have worms, you won't be beautiful, she is harming you. She wants to make you ugly. An inopportune voice sounded, and the girl in the white dress looked disagreeing, looking at the girl who was going to eat sugar gourds, with a tangled expression on her face, and the corners of her mouth showing smugness.

"Pei'er, I won't hurt you." Xiao Si looked serious and looked at the girl named Pei'er with burning eyes.

"Well, Xiao Si won't hurt me." Pei'er raised her head, took the sugar gourd and licked her grinning mouth.

The figure disappeared, and Yi Lip murmured two words. Suddenly I felt dizzy and weak.

In the autumn of 1995, Yi Li picked up a small badge on the edge of the pond on Chunjie, and the name on the badge was Liu Jiajia.

Everyone said that Pei'er was dead, and the body soaked in the Spring Street Pond for three days before it floated. All she remembered was that there were a lot of people in the house, and there were cries and curses, and the sound of angry fists, and then a fire, and that winter, she was sent away.

His body fell on the edge of the pond on Spring Street, and his chest ached inexplicably. There was a pool of snow on the ground, and she sat down in it, unable to get up, and she reached out to cover her chest, and her white down jacket was covered with moss on her hands, dirty.

On the first day of the Lunar New Year, there were almost no people at the entrance of the most lively Spring Street in the past, and at eight o'clock in the evening, every family was at home for a reunion, and no one was like a lonely ghost running around like her.

struggled to get up, and when she raised her eyes, she saw a man standing not far in front of her, wearing a black trench coat wrapped around his tall body, his hair was a little messy, and his dark eyes were like deep pools, cold and indifferent.

Yi Yan didn't expect to see Nangong Mo on the first day of the Lunar New Year, or in Chunjietang at the mouth of Chunjie. In the autumn of 1995, the Spring Street Entrance was sealed for more than a month because it was to be repaired.

"Do you have the face to see Pei'er?" The cold and thin words pierced Yi Lip's heart, and Yi Lip trembled almost invisibly, and almost fell, and quickly held on to the stone railing.

I remember that in the autumn of 1995, the Chunjiekou was sealed and repaired, and one of them was the Chunjietang with guardrails to prevent people from falling.

But others said that Pei'er drowned in Chunjietang, or was pushed down by Yi's lips. How much Nangong Mo likes Pei'er, how much he hates Yi'er.

"Pei'er didn't push her down. No," Yi lowered her head, as if she was justifying and talking to herself, and her voice was cowardly.

"So what did you run eleven years ago? Pei'er's death has nothing to do with you, so what do you say I'm sorry? Nangong Mo was not angry, but his tone was as cold as the snow on the eaves and the biting wind in the cold winter moon. The face seemed to be covered with a layer of frost, and it was terrifyingly white.

yes, why would she say sorry? She has asked herself countless times in the past eleven years, why do you say sorry? Yi lip stumbled away, completely forgetting that her body was already stiff, and she fell to the ground unsteadily, and her face was knocked on the rotten ice slag but she didn't feel the pain.