"What's your favorite country?" Wu Yun asked.

"Denmark? Germany? I do not know. "I think I may lack an opportunity to become a part of a local culture." ”

"The affection for a place has always been because of the story that happened there."

Chen Ying smiled silently, and the scenes of the Berlin Wall Museum and Humboldt University resurfaced in front of her. Painted bears in a standing posture were everywhere, and a man accompanied her as she walked through the city twice in three days, from west to east. The pictures in her camera were almost all taken by him. That's when he was documenting her life with his eyes.

"In a foreign country, you meet a lot of people and a lot of things. Encounters between people are as coincidental as Brownian motion. A subjective random decision may lead to two people meeting or separating. Even in the absence of these, objective events are constantly contributing to the creation of new situations and forcing people to make choices. The more times there are separations, the more you understand, the probability of the two tracks overlapping is extremely rare, and parting ways is the norm. ”

"It's really difficult to be together for a long time."

"There are so many reasons for the two to separate, and there is often only one reason to stay the course." "So we should be grateful to those who gave up halfway, and it was they who gave us the opportunity to choose again." ”

"As if I should be happy about the breakup."

"Shouldn't it? Maybe someone has hated you for being with someone else. ”

"What do you mean?"

Chen Ying did not answer. She picked up the coat on the sofa, shook it and draped it on her body, and after putting on her hat, she carefully wrapped Wu Yun in a scarf. She walked ahead and went down the stairs to the bookstore. Wandering around the bookshelf twice, his gaze moving back and forth on the spine. After a while, she was contented to join the queue at the cash register with a few new books. Wu Yun calmly carried the bag, watching her hold the book and flip through it again and again.

"Didn't you say you couldn't stand sociology last time?" Wu Yun looked at the cover of the book and said. The name of the author, Durkheim, is impressive.

"Although I gave up Weber's books, I still like to read a little bit of the masterpieces in the field during my breaks. It's like because I once liked a flower, and after that, I liked the same shape. ”