"Phew, it's the first time the old man feels the real joy of taking pictures."

The old man sat on the grass, looked at the photos in the camera, nodded with satisfaction and said, "Do you want to wash it out or not?" ”

"I didn't wash it."

"Washed out."

Gu Li and An Xue'er glanced at each other awkwardly and stopped talking.

"Well, wait for you to add the old man's contact number, and I'll send you the photo when the time comes, and it's up to you to decide whether to wash it or not." Looking at the two with a smile, the old man put down the camera and said, "Young man, my task is complete, and now it's your turn to pay." ”

looked at the old man with a wry smile, he didn't promise at all, everything was promised by An Xue'er beside him.

However, everyone helped shoot it, and Gu Li had no choice but to respond, but there was no violin by his side.

The old lady laughed gently, took out a violin from her backpack not far away, and said, "The old man has already discovered you, but he is too embarrassed to disturb." ”

“... Didn't you see them taking pictures..."The old man turned his head a little embarrassed, glared at the old woman, and whispered.

Taking the violin and pulling the bow slightly, Gu Li stood up, and then closed his eyes.

The old man and the old grandmother sat on the grass, leaning on each other, looking at each other with a gentle smile and closing their eyes.

An Xue'er held her little face with her little hands and looked at Gu Li, whose temperament suddenly became gentle, and remembered the "Beginning of Memories" she heard on the Internet, her eyes flashed with pity.

She didn't know what kind of environment he had gone through to have such a deep understanding, so that he could play a score that expressed his inner thoughts just after he was exposed to an instrument.

I don't know if it was the sound of the wind or the piano that sounded in my ears first, and the surroundings became vivid, as if I was on the vast grassland, looking at the vast sky and the quiet grassland, the whole mind was quiet.

Two figures appeared on the grassland, a boy and a girl.

The boy looked down at the girl in the wheelchair, smiled gently, and pointed to the beautiful savannah as if to say something, making the girl giggle.

The breeze blew and ruffled the girl's hair, and the boy took off his coat, put it on the girl, and then pushed the wheelchair into the savannah.

The green grass bowed its head slightly, swaying in the wind, as if to cheer for their arrival.

Countless flocks of sheep and cattle raised their heads and stared at the two figures.

Looking at everything he walked by, the boy looked down and asked the girl if she had seen enough?

The girl didn't speak, just looked at him with a smile and clutched his hand tightly.

Then the boy laughed, pushed the girl out of the prairie and to the sea, picked up a shell and handed it to her.

The girl took the shell, looked at the sea with sparkling eyes, closed her eyes slightly, and a smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

I don't know how long later, when the girl opened her eyes again, she found that she had come to the high mountain, and the boy stood behind her, smoothed her blowled hair, pointed to the sea of clouds and asked her if she looked good?

The girl nodded slightly, then shook her head again, her little hands clutching his hand tightly and not speaking.

The boy was a little confused, he didn't understand what the girl meant, and looked at her sadly.

The girl just looked at him with a smile and grabbed him with her little hands.

The boy seemed to understand, and nodded with a smile.

So they walked through thousands of mountains, stepped on thousands of rivers, countless scenery left behind, endless journeys are still ahead, there is no beginning, there is no end.

Only the hands of the two held each other tightly, as if they were holding the whole world.

The sound of the wind stopped, the sound of the piano also stopped, Gu Li opened his eyes, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was also lost.

He once fantasized about taking her to see all the sights in the world, writing in a small notebook where to go first, what to do, what to buy, then what to photograph, and finally what to say.

It's just that after all, it has become a fantasy, and I can only use the instrument in my hand to express what my inner journey was like.

Some are beautiful, and some are distressing.

"It's beautiful." The old man laughed, as if he had rejuvenated, took the old woman's hand and said, "Now that I think about it, there seem to be many places I haven't been to, so I can walk around while I can, or we will set off tomorrow?" ”

"Okay." The old grandmother nodded gently, looked at An Xue'er who was in a daze next to her and said: "Don't give up, if you don't even have the courage to chase, then life is imperfect." ”

"After all, people must have a dream to live in this life, no matter what they do, if they don't even have a dream, it is just a soulless shell, wandering in the world."

"Young man, this piece shouldn't be "The Beginning of Memories", right?" After the old man waited for the old grandmother to finish speaking, he smiled and said, "Don't you mind if I just recorded it?" Such a good tune should be heard by more people, and it is a pity that only the two old people hear it. ”

"Pick a name, old man will send it out for you."

"Let's call it 'The Journey', a journey without a beginning and an end." After a slight silence, Gu Li put down the violin, regained his composure and said: "After all, it is still a dream, and there is nothing left when you wake up from the dream." ”

The old man was stunned, as if he didn't expect him to say this, and sighed softly without speaking.

The old woman wanted to say something again, but after thinking about it, she still didn't say anything.

An Xue'er, who was sitting on the side, suddenly felt that he was so strange, as if he was the real him who had just played, and now he was like wearing a mask, using calm to hide his inner vulnerability, and constantly rejecting others while protecting himself.

His heart was already closed.

"Gu Li..."

"Hmm."

Hearing An Xue'er's voice, he turned his head slightly and said with a gentle smile: "It's not too early, thank you for bringing me here to take pictures." ”

"I'll send you back first."

As if knowing what he meant, An Xue'er stood up silently and nodded slightly.

The old man and the old grandmother sat on the grass and looked at the two who left, and glanced at each other, with a look of pity in their eyes.

With their experience, you can naturally see An Xueer's feelings, but sometimes it is not because you have a favorite object that you will be able to be together.

Many times, it's not yourself that's wrong, it's time.

If the time could have allowed the two to meet sooner, then maybe there was still a little possibility.

But after listening to the song just now, they could also vaguely see Gu Li's innermost thoughts.

His mind was firmly sealed by a thick shield, and he couldn't see the minds of others clearly, nor could he feel the changes in his own minds.

If An Xue'er's affection is a spear, it is destined to be a spear and shield duel.

Is it the sharp spear that pierces the strong shield, or the strong shield that blocks the spear's attack.

Nobody knows.