The sunset is falling, and the seagulls are flocking. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Golden sand, beating with the wind. The stretching coastline and the chasing waves are calling for each other.

A large truck suddenly broke into the beach, and a few men of three or five thick removed a slightly old piano from the truck, placed it in the middle of the beach, and then installed some simple amplification equipment.

Soon the van departed. Night followed. In the hazy night, a young woman helped an old man with white hair to the piano, the old man attached great importance to it, specially wearing a clean suit, sitting solemnly in front of the piano, looking serious, even a little nervous, as if he was participating in a world-class concert.

The old man put his thin fingers on the black and white keys, closed his eyes, adjusted his breathing, and after a long time, the old man pressed the first note, and the seemingly hard fingers danced gracefully between the black and white keys like a smart elf at this time.

The soft piano sounded, the seagulls stopped shouting, the waves stopped chasing, and the whole beach seemed to be left with only the beautiful piano sound, rippling in the depths of the soul.

The woman picked up the microphone and opened her mouth for a moment, as if it were heaven.

Is this telling?

Is this telling her story?

Is it a flowing love?

Or is it the magnificent hope of the heart?

The sound and color are clear, the night is rippling, the wonderful notes build a passage in the dark, a green figure, as if coming from a far, far away, the whole beach seems to have gained a new life, the fine sand slowly rises, fluttering lightly, slightly shining, as if there are countless fireflies flying, like a fairyland.

The woman retreated, and the emerald green figure stood quietly by the piano, and the old man continued to play, his throat trembled, and slowly spoke.

"He found the lonely man and was ready to leave・・・・・・"

The vicissitudes of language, like a lover who have not seen for many years, are told face to face, telling a story, a story engraved in the depths of the soul.

"Far away from here, there is a beach, and the lonely man is on the sea, holding the sails ・・・・・・"

Screams and tears.

The beautiful woman, staring at the singing old man, her eyelashes fluttered, her nose trembled, she covered her mouth with one hand, swallowed, let the tears flow slowly, revealing a smile from the depths of her heart.

How many years? He finally showed up.

"If you see him and go back to the coast, please tell him your name, my name."

"Lillian."

Gently calling, the music stops abruptly, and at this moment it is as if the whole world has stopped turning.

The old man stood up, he was not old at the moment, his hair was black, his waist was straight, and his smooth face was just as handsome as he was back then.

"How are you?"

There are countless words tumbling in my heart, but when it comes to my mouth, it is a simple greeting.

Lillian choked up and nodded, tears blurring her eyes, and she anxiously wiped them away, afraid that it was just a dream, and the person who was worried about her would disappear in the next second.

"I'm fine, I'm good, I knew you were going to come back." Lillian said.

The man's nose was slightly sour, and he walked over slowly, hugging Lillian tightly.

"After so many years, I've worked hard for you. It's hard work・・・・・・" tears flowed uncontrollably.

The man is Luo Hao. The moment he learned that Lilian was gone, Luo Hao's heart seemed to have sunk into the depths of the sea, and he would not see the light of day. At that time, he was heartbroken and chose to leave, because he didn't want to return to this place, this place full of memories.

"I'm sorry I didn't have the courage to come to see you for so many years. I'm sorry. Luo Hao leaned on Lilian's shoulder, crying like a child.

The food stalls of that year, the stray kittens of that year, the promises of that year・・・・・ all kinds of things of that year, are vivid.

Lilian shook her head and said, "It's not important, everything doesn't matter anymore." You're back, aren't you? ”

Luo Hao let go of Lilian and stared affectionately, Lilian was still as charming as she was back then, her emerald green clothes were shaking in the wind, Luo Hao caressed Lilian's fair face with both hands, her beautiful eyes were sparkling, how many times were just scenes in memories, is all this real at this time?

If it's a dream, I hope I never wake up.

"Don't leave, okay?" Lillian said softly.

"No, never again." Luo Hao lowered his head and kissed Lilian with the tenderness of the world.

The two kissed, and the moment was eternal.

The fine sand floating in the air around them flew towards Luo Hao and Lilian in unison, their bodies getting brighter and brighter, illuminating the entire coast.

"Teacher!" Xu Yanyu, who was watching from a distance, felt inexplicably uneasy in her heart, and this uneasiness stemmed from the fact that the closest person was about to leave forever.

The stone grabbed Xu Yanyu, his eyes narrowed slightly, staring at the light source, and said calmly: "This is rest, they are gone." ”

Soon all the points of light converged and emitted a blinding light, and the surroundings were white.

Lilian and Roan stood in front of the stone with their fingers interlocked, calm and peaceful, with happy smiles on each other's faces.

"Thank you, Mr. Stone." Lillian said.

"Thank you." Luo Hao said.

"No thanks, it's my duty. Go ahead. Stone said.

"I hope to see you again, Mr. Stone."

Lilian and Luo Hao's figures slowly faded and finally disappeared.

Let's get back to normal. The hustle and bustle of the sea, the refreshing wind, the golden sand, there is an old piano on the beach, and there is an old figure lying in front of the piano.

"Teacher." Xu Yanyu ran over and found that Luo Hao had lost his breath, but he maintained a relieved smile on his face.

Xu Yanyu was so sad that she hid her face and cried.

For a long time, Luo Hao and her have also been teachers and friends. Luo Hao regards Xu Yanyu as his own and loves Xu Yanyu very much. Xu Yanyu called Luo Hao a teacher, and privately called Luo Hao Luo's father.

But he left, which Xu Yanyu did not expect. originally thought that he would accompany Luo Hao to repay some kind of wish, but he didn't expect that there was really a soul in this world, and he didn't expect that the teacher would leave because of this.

The stone walked over, patted Xu Yanyu's back, and said, "Don't be sad, he walked peacefully." ”

Xu Yanyu turned slightly, leaned her head on the shoulder of the stone, and sobbed: "I finally understand why the teacher has been alone all along, and it turns out that the person he was waiting for has always been here." ”

In the past, Xu Yanyu asked Luo Hao with a smile why she found a teacher, Luo Hao smiled and did not answer.

"Yanyu is happy for the teacher, but Yanyu is still very sad in her heart."

Xu Yanyu disregarded her image and cried.

The stone was motionless, a little helpless, and he didn't know how to comfort Xu Yanyu, his heart was extremely heartbroken, the shirt he wore today was expensive, the brand was good, and he had a full two weeks' salary. What if I cry by this chick? Chick, chick, don't cry your makeup, rub it on my clothes, if you can't wash it, I'll ・・・・・・

Inside, the stone is like heaven and man fighting, struggling violently. The whole person stood dumbfounded, ignoring the beautiful girl on her shoulder crying pear blossoms and rain, I felt pity.

Waves came from afar and wet a stretch of beach. Take away the fluttering and precipitate the coast.

After a long time, Xu Yanyu raised her head and said, "Thank you."

The stone looked at Xu Yanyu, her delicate face, no flowers. Suddenly, the stone breathed a sigh of relief.

"By the way," Stone suddenly remembered a question, pointed to the beach at his feet, and said, "Do you know the name of this coast?" ”

"I seem to have heard the teacher say it," Xu Yanyu's voice was slightly hoarse, she thought for a while, and said, "I know, the teacher said, this coast is called Bella, which symbolizes love." ”

"Plato?" Stone smiled, then shook his head.

Stone picked up his cell phone and dialed "120" and called the truck.

"Wait a minute, the car should be coming soon."

"Yes."

The sea breeze was slightly cold, Xu Yanyu shrank and approached the stone slightly. Standing beside the stone, Xu Yanyu felt an inexplicable reliability.

The night sky is clear, the moon is clear, tonight, it won't be too long.