When I came to the building of the inpatient department, the strong smell of medicine that had previously permeated my nose was blown away by the incessant wind. Today's weather is very good, cloudless, the autumn wind is gusting, blowing Xiao Mo's somewhat long bangs fluttering in the wind.

Autumn is a season full of sentimentality.

Whether it is the wind or the yellowing and withered leaves, they all seem to convey a deep sadness to the world.

Everything in the world has a beginning and an end. It's like a tree whose leaves turn yellow and fall in late autumn, but sprout buds in early spring. The word forever will always exist only in an ideal state.

And Xiao Mo seems to have a different feeling for autumn by nature, that feeling is not the creation of talented people, nor is it the chanting of laborers, but the purest feeling.

If you can't say anything unclear, you feel lonely in your heart, as if you can feel the sadness conveyed by this season.

Heart, suddenly less tired. Xiao Mo sat on the steps, looking at the people who kept coming up from below, and then kept passing by him with a faint smile on his face.

Everyone was walking towards their target inpatient building, and no one stopped in the process, even though the building stood quietly and wouldn't leave.

It's been a long time since my mind has been so still, and my head seems to be much clearer, just like taking "brain tonic fluid", which is completely unaffected by any abnormal state.

It's just a pity that he doesn't want to think about it at all now, he just wants to feel and enjoy it quietly, quietly, like this. It's like an idiot who only knows how to giggle.

I don't know when Xiao Mo gradually found that there were more and more eyes looking at him, some of them were amazing, and some were full of jealousy.

Xiao Mo followed his gaze, only to find that Wen Qiayun and the little follower didn't know when they appeared behind him, and when they saw him, the two daughters made a playful grimace at him.

"Why did you two come out. What about Li Sixuan? ”

"Like you, I feel too stuffy to stay in the ward, so I come out for a walk and breathe."

When Wen Qiayun spoke, the little follower had already disappeared to Xiao Mo's side. Speaking of the day when Xiao Mo finished chatting with her openly and honestly by the Chen River, the little follower turned back to the girl who seemed to be well-behaved on the surface, but was actually eccentric.

Seeing the little follower sit down, Wen Qiayun completely ignored her identity as a beauty, and also sat next to the little follower. Both of them learned from Xiao Mo and looked down on the people from the bottom up in a daze.

For the actions of these two. Xiao Mo couldn't laugh or cry, he patted the dust on his buttocks and stood up, and then said with a smile:

"As soon as the two of you come, the flow of people here has doubled."

Xiao Mo couldn't help but sigh at the beauty effect, Wen Qiayun was a little embarrassed when Xiao Mo said this, she was also busy pulling her little follower to stand up at this time, and then pointed to the bottom of the stairs and said:

"Let's go over there, I remember there's a park over there. It's quiet. ”

"Okay."

Xiao Mo followed Wen Qiayun and the two daughters to a small park for patients to rest. The area of the park is not very large, but it looks very clean, and there are very few fallen leaves on the ground. They were all cleaned by sanitation workers.

Walking on the circular road, Wen Qiayun couldn't help but ask Xiao Mo:

"You seem to be tired lately."

Wen Qiayun's words made Xiao Mo subconsciously stop, and he was secretly surprised in his heart, because he had always been indescribable. was said so lightly by Wen Qiayun.

"Well, it's really tiring, especially lately. The heart is emaciated. ”

Xiao Mo sighed, and looked at Wen Qiayun in turn:

"It's a weird feeling, I've always had it, but it wasn't until you mentioned it that I really reacted."

"That's because you're used to it." Wen Qiayun smiled and said unhurriedly:

"When you get used to something, even if something goes wrong, you don't think it's the cause at all. Actually, I think you're really good, and if we swap them, I think even if I survived until now, I'd be crazy. ”

"You're exalting me again, how can it be so exaggerated." Xiao Mo shook his head self-deprecatingly.

"I'm not in the habit of boasting, that's what it is."

Xiao Mo didn't speak, because it didn't mean anything to him on this issue. He stopped at this moment, then picked up a small pebble from the ground and threw it into the pool in front of him:

"The limit of the pressure is the crazy rebound and release, and we are not far from this day."

Xiao Mo seemed to be talking to Wen Qiayun and the little follower, and he was also talking to himself.

"Man can leave, but can the heart leave? I wonder a lot if I do leave here one day and go back to my normal life, will I still be able to adapt to it? ”

"My heart has never been here." Xiao Mo suddenly said something that surprised Wen Qiayun:

"I never knew where my heart was, at least since I learned that I had amnesia, that my memory was a mess of false information, and I lost my sense of belonging."

"I can't feel it, but I think I can understand you, it must be painful." Wen Qiayun shook her lips and said.

"It's just plain uneasiness, insecurity." When Xiao Mo said this, he showed a somewhat helpless wry smile:

"It's like a rootless weed, with no sense of belonging and no sense of security."

"Actually, Xiao Mo." Wen Qiayun called Xiao Mo lightly.

"Hmm." Xiao Mo nodded at Wen Qiayun and signaled that she could say whatever she wanted.

"I think you should cherish the present, let the past pass, you have been too entangled in the past." Wen Qiayun finally said what she wanted to say to Xiao Mo a long time ago:

"When you are obsessed with understanding the past and exploring the truth of the past, you often miss the present and ignore the truth of the present. When you realize this, you are already standing on the road of looking back again, and so on.

Since the past is false and unreal, let the present be real and hold on to the present. ”

"I know all of that." Xiao Mo looked at Wen Qiayun with gratitude, and then listened to him explain in a low voice:

"It's just that there are some things that can't be ignored, maybe from the beginning, they are destined to the trajectory of my current life. If I don't figure out a qiē, if I don't disarm a qiē potential threat, then ...... I will never have peace of mind for the rest of my life.

However, I also cherish the present, because as you said, I am cursed to create zào that belongs to my truth. ”

Speaking of this, Xiao Mo didn't want to continue talking, so he saw him turn around, and then said:

"Let's go back, it's getting dark."

…… (To be continued......)