Before you know it, summer has arrived.

The emerald green ancient pines in front of the window, the beautiful cicadas in summer, and the bursts of pine waves and the vast blue fall, are quietly dancing in front of them.

The pond is full of white, red, and pink lotus flowers, blue water, and green leaves and red flowers, swaying in the summer afternoon breeze, which is particularly fresh and moving, and beautiful.

Open the curtains, like a dreamy mist, washed in the rain. The moonlight was so hazy that only the subtlety of embellishment remained, and there were many thoughts.

Time passes day by day, and you think you have forgotten, but in fact it is always there.

Sometimes I miss someone too much, if not for the morning and evening, but for the kind of desperate shaking of his head in a vain attempt to throw out his image, but his face is still clearly visible when his brain is gone.

How long does it take to fall in love with someone, maybe a few seconds, maybe a few minutes, maybe a few hours.

And what about forgetting someone? Today is very long, tomorrow will be very long, the day after tomorrow will be very long, at least a month long, or two months, or longer, maybe a lifetime...

If you laugh once, I can be happy for days; But when you cry once, I'm sad for years.

The memories become more vivid, and the crazier I want to see, when will it end, when will I stop panicking and trembling when I think of his name?

She misses her home, her family, her friends, and him...

There is no accident in this world, there is only necessity, leaving is painful and unique!

Before Yijian's brain could react, tears fell first.

She wiped away her tears and gently closed the window.

It's been a while since I left the small mountain village and returned to C Town, but fortunately, I haven't met any acquaintances so far, and after eight years of leaving, even my former friends can't recognize her...

In order to cope with her frail health, Yijian had to choose to work part-time in a private library.

The library was small and old, looking cramped and a little messy, with some old books piled up on the floor, and some old newspapers and magazines at the door for passers-by to flip through.

A few simple potted plants, a few umbrellas at the door, a few small stools next to the bookcase, and an old-fashioned radio and a few records on the counter are enough to prove the old age of this room.

However, here, all kinds of books are available, and the smell of books fills the room, which makes people's souls feel comfortable; Here, there is no noise, only the gentle flipping of the book and the sound of footsteps when walking, which makes people's minds calm.

The curator is an old man with gray hair, very gentle, very kind, but a little old, gradually some Alzheimer's, not very remembered...

I heard that this was bought by the curator when he was young and given to his wife, but when he returned from joining the army, his young wife had unfortunately passed away, leaving him alone. Later, he did not remarry, and he had no children, so he ran this library silently by himself, regardless of the wind and rain, spring and autumn, and waited in this room.

There are probably only two types of people who have a smile on their faces, one is that their lives are so calm that they have no desires, and the other is probably that their lives are full of too many variables, which make them dare not have too many extravagant desires.

The curator seems to be both, while Yijian seems to be neither, like a convention.

The usual early riser, Yijian took a few steps forward to take the pile of books held by the old curator.

"Yijian, it's so early today!" The old curator smiled at Yi Jian.

"Yes, Curator, you're so early!"

"When people are old, it's better to sleep less, and there will be time to sleep in the future." The old curator said with his waist on his back.

"You're not old at all, so don't say anything like that." Yijian turned back to the old curator and deliberately put on an angry face.

The old curator smiled and said no more.

Yijian walked to the pantry, made a cup of coffee and brought it to the old curator, the curator likes to drink Yijian's brewed coffee, whenever he sees his happy expression when drinking coffee, Yijian will be glad that he still has this craft, and can comfort the "old grandfather" who loves him like a granddaughter.

On the rooftop of Yuqing University, a familiar couple of men and women stood there chatting.

Yiling slowly turned around and said to Han Zhengjie sincerely, "Can you accompany me to S City?" ”

"What?" Han Zhengjie's two eyebrows went up and down.

"I'd like to see it again, maybe—" Her voice grew quieter and less uncertain.

"You're still hopeful that if she really decides not to let you find her, she won't be stupid enough to go back to that place." Han Zhengjie leaned against the wall with his hands in hand.

"I know, I'm just—" Yiling's eyes flickered and listless.

Han Zhengjie suddenly grabbed Yiling's shoulder, "Okay, as long as you want to do something, I'll accompany you." ”

"Then we'll go now!" Yiling was immediately ready to move, and took the initiative to take Han Zhengjie's hand

"Now?" He was stunned for a moment, and then surprise slowly crept into his heart.

"Hmm!"

"Doesn't you have to ask your family for permission?" Han Zhengjie's footsteps paused slightly.

"No, you don't!"

"Good!"

After a brief eye contact, he understood what she meant.

Han Zhengjie took Yiling's hand and ran all the way to the train station in K City, took the ticket, and jumped into the car...

Finding a place to sit down, Yiling is still panting, she has not been able to withstand such a "exercise" for a long time, it seems that her body is much better, and all this is based on... at the expense.

"Are we elopement?" Han Zhengjie beside him teased improperly.

"What do you want?" Yiling gave him a roll of the eyes angrily.

"I'll just think about it, hehe..." he couldn't hold back his handsome smile.

The train was moving slowly on the tracks, Yiling looked outside for a while, and then couldn't help but fall asleep slowly leaning on Han Zhengjie's shoulder...

It's another weekend, no meetings to have, no reports to write, no agreements to sign, no other agenda... This is the most painful for An Chengxuan.

Every day like this, he doesn't want to wake up, he doesn't want the lamp to be projected on the wall and only his lonely figure.

It seems that everything in this world can be changed according to your will, only your heart, your thoughts cannot accept your control.

How many times in his dreams, he clutched that vague shadow, didn't want to walk away, didn't want her figure to disappear from his sight, didn't let him turn around, didn't want her to see the eyes that followed you in a daze.

Every hug and whisper in the past is now a memory!

"Get up!" Ina lifted the curtains, and a bright and clear light shone in.

"Shut it up!" Cheng Xuan turned around and continued to sleep.

"I brought you breakfast." Ina shook the bag in her hand.

"Don't eat it!"

It's used to it, and Ina isn't angry, "I'll put this for you, it's up to you to eat it or not." ”

After saying that, he turned around and stopped when he walked to the door, "If she sees you like this, she will be sad too." ”

Sure enough, not long after she left, there was movement in the quilt.

Ye Luo waited downstairs and opened the car door for Ina .

"When will you be able to bring me breakfast like this?" Ye Luo's tone was so strange that people all over the world could hear it.

"What's the matter, are you jealous?" Ina held her hands and met him in the eye impartially.

Ye Luo retracted his gaze, "Shouldn't I be jealous, you care about a man more than you care about yourself." ”

He replied quite honestly. Ina sneered, "Okay, put away your emotions, Mom and Dad are still waiting for the two of us, remember to behave better today." ”

"When you say that, I'm getting nervous." Ye Luo loosened his hand holding the steering wheel.

Ina moved her body to the side, straightened her tie and collar for Ye Luo, and then said with satisfaction, "Well, it's handsome!" ”

Ye Luo smiled with relief, stepped on the accelerator and drove in the direction of Yina's house.

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