On the top of the mountain in late autumn, yellow leaves spread all over the ground.

The back of a girl sitting on a stone holding a guitar and singing, a beautiful voice that seems to be singing with her soul.

I don't know what a girl with such a beautiful voice looks like, but I can only see that she has long hair with a shawl.

After singing a song, I couldn't help but applaud as I stood behind her, and she turned around as if she was frightened.

That was the first time I saw Nanxi.

It is undeniable that she is a very good-looking girl. She also has long eyelashes and big eyes that overlap with the features of the girl I remember.

Ho, even her Chu Chu looks a little similar.

She looked at me a few times, seemed a little uneasy and nervous, and hurried off with her guitar on her back and on her little bike.

Looking at her fleeing back, I thought it was very funny.

Did I scare her by looking at her bluntly? Or do I look like a bad guy?

Ben came to the top of the mountain to stay quietly for a long time, but I didn't know what kind of wind was pumping at that time, so I turned the car around and chased after it.

She turned around and found me following and riding faster.

Heh, do you really think I'm a bad guy?

It was going downhill, getting faster and faster, and I could tell that she was about to lose control.

Her tires were a lap smaller than mine, so naturally she couldn't outrun me, so I simply overtook her, so she didn't have to run too fast and have an accident.

When I reached a bridge at the foot of the mountain, I stopped for a moment and smoked a cigarette.

Smoking was learned during the time when I completely let myself go, since I want to fall, smoke and drink, fight and pick up girls, of course, these things are indispensable, and I am embarrassed to say that I came out to mix without doing these things.

After about five minutes, the girl appeared on her bike.

At this time, I was leaning against the pier of the bridge to swallow the clouds, and I guessed that she had already classified me as a dangerous person, and as soon as she saw me, she immediately sped up again, as if she was afraid that I would suddenly rush out and intercept her.

However, it was a coincidence that her bicycle suddenly stopped walking before she could get on the bridge.

I saw the problem at a glance and the chain was off.

She got out of the car to inspect it, and found that the chain had fallen off, and she was at a loss.

On that day, I helped her fix the chain, and she probably had a good impression of me.

Seeing that my hands were black because of repairing the chain, she took out a tissue from her bag and handed it to me, saying thank you to me.

I don't know why, but I suddenly remembered the way the girl looked when she said thank you to me on that rainy day. Just as she was now, the tissue was handed to me, but her eyes were a little afraid to look at me.

The second time I met her was in a bar, and that's when I learned that she was the resident singer of that bar, named Nanxi.

That day, a drunken guest rushed to the stage to tease her, and I probably drank too much, and I also felt that it was a kind of fate to meet this girl for the second time, so I helped him out.

The fight was hearty, I was a little injured, a little skin trauma, I didn't think there was any need to go to the hospital, so Nanxi asked for a medicine box from the bar owner and gave me medicine.

She crouched in front of me, her head bowed, her long eyelashes casting two shadows under her eyes.

She carefully applied the ointment to my wound and blew softly, the cool breath sweeping across my skin.

At this moment, her gentle and serious appearance really touched me.

She seems to be soft, but her singing voice is particularly tense and infectious. is obviously a small girl, but she seems to have experienced a lot of things, and her singing voice is particularly vicissitudes.

I don't know why, every time I see her, I can't help but associate her with another girl. In addition to the fact that they also have long eyelashes, they are not actually alike, but the soft and rigid temperament that comes out of their bones is indeed very similar.

Probably that's what attracts me, right?

After we dated, she was very kind to me, the best woman to me except for my mother. After my mother died, few people treated me so gently. So in the face of her gentleness and her kindness, I can't resist at all.

We have a common hobby, and we are all loveless people, so it seems so natural to come together to warm each other.

She joined our band and we made a record.

We get along like lovers, I give her the protection of a man, and she brings me the warmth of motherhood.

In the days of more than a year, I have almost slowly forgotten all the pain I once had.

But when my father learned about me and Nanxi, he jumped out to oppose it, and what he cared about was the identity of the singer of Nanxi Bar.

There's no way I'm going to obey him, and I don't know why my rebellious period is so long, and the more he opposes something, the more I have to do it.

At that time, I really felt that Nanxi was the right person for me.

There is no distinction between high and low professions, what's wrong with singing? Eat on your own. He looks down on singers, I want to be a singer, and I want to marry a singer.

That summer, my father said that we would go to the resort together while we were both on summer vacation. I didn't want to go, but thinking of my father's strong opposition to me and Nanxi, I decided to take Nanxi with me.

It's a pity that I waited for a long time at the agreed place and didn't wait for Nanxi.

She had promised me to go, but she never came.

I can vaguely guess why. After all, she knew about my father's opposition to us, and I could feel that she was a little inferior in front of me.

In my opinion, I am equal to her, but she always suffers from gains and losses, is it her problem, or am I not giving her enough security?

Although I used to let go of myself and play the world, but in the face of Nanxi, I am very serious, I can feel her feelings for me, although I know very well in my heart, I can't talk about how much I love him, but I enjoy the warmth and comfort with her, I don't want to disappoint such a serious and gentle girl.

On that vacation, I went anyway.

I thought it was a boring trip, but I didn't expect to make a major discovery.

On the same day, when we settled in the resort and prepared for our lunch break, my father went out alone. I don't know why I followed him at the time, maybe it was because I noticed something in his expression, maybe it was because I felt that this vacation was not simple.

My father walked into a small wood, cautiously looking around as he went, and I followed carefully all the way until he finally stopped at a hidden place deep in the woods.

I climbed a little further up and stood behind a landscape rock where I could see where he was.

After a while, another man mysteriously walked over and met his father. I saw that the man first gave my father a cigarette, and then handed him a packet of things, and when he saw it, he seemed to have given him a wad of money.

After a brief exchange, the man took a cigarette, looked around warily, and left.

I followed the man, all the way to the bottom of the mountain, and saw him walking towards a van.

The window of the van was open, and there was a man sitting inside, and the man turned his head and exchanged something with him, and I could see his face. He has a Chinese face, a high hairline, very dark skin, and very recognizable facial features, and I think I will be able to recognize him if I see him next time.

After I went back to my room at the resort, my father asked me where I had been, and I lied and said that I had gone around.

I didn't ask where my father had just gone, and what he had traded with that person, I think I already had a good idea.

After returning from the resort, I went to visit my mother at the cemetery.

It is impossible to know what happened on the day my mother died. But at the end of the day, the father has an unshirkable responsibility.

Thinking about it carefully, since my father started to touch such things as drugs, he has changed, his will has been consumed by poison, he has become irresponsible, and his psychology is distorted. I could even use it as a way to describe him.

That's why I've always hated poison. If it weren't for this thing, maybe many things would have ended differently.

I went to the bar that night to find Nanxi, she happened to be singing on stage, and she was wearing a lot of makeup.

She wouldn't have put on such a bright makeup before, because he didn't need to use makeup to embellish himself at all. Now wearing heavy makeup, she looks like a different person.

She seemed to be depressed and her voice was very sad. Although this is her specialty, I can still feel that she was different that day.

She knew I was coming, and when she was done, she walked up to me and asked the waitress to bring me a drink.

She is actually not very old, but she looks more mature than girls of the same age, probably because of her experience. Her background is also very poor, her father died early, her mother was sick in bed, she gave up her studies for her sister, and now she works in a bar, being looked down upon and bullied.

"Why didn't you come that day?" I asked her.

Her face flushed slightly after a glass of wine, she pulled her black hair back and poured me a glass of wine.

After another drink, she said, "Duyun, love without the blessing of relatives will not last long!" ”

Such an abrupt sentence already made me understand what she meant, because she wanted to back down because of my father's opposition.

I'll admit that I wasn't the best I was at that time, and as a boyfriend, I probably didn't do well enough, because I was young and energetic, and I didn't give her enough security when she was having her ups and downs.

I said, "You don't have to care about anyone else, my life is up to me." ”

Nanxi suddenly smiled softly, and her eyes were faintly filled with tears.

"Duyun, in fact, if you think about it carefully, I don't seem to love you much, I don't even know if my feelings for you are love, maybe it would be more appropriate to say that we are two partners with similar interests. We care about each other, we sing together, this is a very normal way of getting along with partners, I think we all need to reflect on it, is it really love between us? ”

I don't know what true love is, and I don't think anyone can give a definite answer.

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