The broken incense and residual wine are evil, and the west wind urges the sycamore to fall.

The sycamore falls, and it is still autumn and lonely.

Bright.

Night.

A beam of light.

The stars embedded in the blue night sky had nowhere to hide, so the moonlight was reflected, and the stars and moonlight were sprinkled on the ground together.

Gravity binds the Moon to the Earth, and according to Newton's law of gravitation, gravitational attraction exists for any two objects, regardless of how many tens of thousands of light-years apart.

Zhou Wen sometimes thinks that he and Cai Jie from afar should also have such a gravitational pull pulling each other all the time.

The snow in the sky still fell on the ground one after another, and Zhou Wen walked alone on the street of the thirtieth year of the Chinese New Year's Eve, with a bright red scarf around his neck.

The aunt who sells steamed buns on the street picks up a basket of freshly baked buns, while the guests at the table are already impatiently tapping the table with chopsticks.

In the quaint lotus town, the rich simplicity and industrious atmosphere always make Zhou Wen feel warm.

The oblique bangs covered Zhou Wen's right eye, and the depth of Zhou Wen's left eye was like a pool of smart lakes.

Yesterday, I made an appointment with Xiaoxi to visit the teacher on the junior high school campus, so Zhou Wen waited for her at Xiaoxi's door early. From a distance, I saw Xiaoxi wearing a snow-white down jacket and a pink hat on her head, looking particularly cute. But Zhou Wen wore a relatively ordinary outfit, except for a scarf like a flame that pierced the eyes, a gray-green leather jacket, and a pair of black sweatpants, which was easily regarded as the uncle next door.

"Brother Zhou Wen, your scarf looks good, was it knitted by your aunt?"

Chen Xiaoxi said and stroked it, feeling that this scarf was very exquisite, and there was a taste of love being sewn into it.

"This is what my girlfriend knitted for me, hehe, she has the same one as me."

Zhou Wen felt that there was no need to hide something from his best sister, because he believed that Chen Xiaoxi would not betray him and Cai Jie, the anti-Japanese double black rose underground party.

But when Chen Xiaoxi listened, his white teeth clenched tightly, and jealousy began to grow again from the heart that had just been smoothed out yesterday.

"Oh, Brother Zhou Wen has a girlfriend, he's really virtuous."

Chen Xiaoxi could only smile and laugh, in fact, she didn't know the relationship between Zhou Wen and Cai Jie, she had been secretly watching Zhou Wen since Zhou Wen came back from winter vacation.

"Hey, it's alright."

Looking at the happy gaze in Zhou Wenge's eyes, Chen Xiaoxi couldn't help but keep resenting and suffering in his heart.

"By the way, Xiaoxi, what gifts did you bring to the teacher? I don't even know what to send. ”

"Hehe, Brother Zhou Wen, guess, Xiaoxi, I have ulterior motives?"

"Oh, little sister, say it quickly, I'm going to go blind in the 2 yuan store."

"Huh? You haven't bought it yet? Then you can give the Chinese teacher the whole ashtray, he likes to smoke; Buy an ear plucker for the math teacher, and he pluck his ears every time he goes to class; As for the English teacher, she gave her a bottle of Nongfu Spring, and every time she went to class, she couldn't help but praise this Nongfu Spring for being so good and that ......"

Zhou Wen looked at Chen Xiaoxi in front of him stupidly and said something he hadn't noticed before, feeling that it made extra sense, holding Xiaoxi's hand and saying very gratefully:

"Little sister, you have done Brother Zhou Wen a favor, this time I guarantee that I am the only one of all the classmates who is loved by the teacher, haha!"

After Zhou Wen finished speaking, he jumped the "little apple" and ran to the gift shop in front of him.

"Brother Zhou Wen, I'm waiting for you at the school gate, hurry up!"

Chen Xiaoxi sneered, and then walked forward along the snow-covered street with a lot of thoughts.

The winter sun melts the snow on the ginkgo trees, carrying wisps of cold moisture on the earth. Chen Xiaoxi, with a half-broken and half-complete heart, survived this winter. Sometimes, she really wants to sleep forever with the melting snow and ice and the lotus pond in the town; But more often, Brother Zhou Wen's existence made it difficult for her to give up this defiled body and continue her soul to watch over Zhou Wen.

"Nozomi! Nozomi! Why are you walking so slowly? ”

Zhou Wen kept swaying like a little pig at the school gate, as if he was about to eat a basket of carrots and white radish.

"It's coming, it's coming."

Chen Xiaoxi said and quickened his pace, and went in with Zhou Wen to see the teacher. And Zhou Wen sang and danced on the side, "Carrot squatting, carrot squatting, carrot squatting, carrot squatting, carrot squatting, carrot squatting, carrot squatting......"

"Brother Zhou Wen, you don't have any other radish?"

Chen Xiaoxi looked at Zhou Wen in front of him, who looked like a three-year-old child, with disdain, and stuck out his tongue at him.

"Hey! Xiaoxi, don't you know, let me tell you, every teacher used to say that I had a high IQ and low EQ, but this time I don't close their mouths, haha! ”

Zhou Wen raised his head as he spoke, and then walked upstairs with small steps like a person in Peking Opera.

"Oh yes, I'm kissing the English teacher, ha, look," Nongfu Spring, it's a little sweet! "How about it, it's still my little Zhou Wen who knows you best!"

Zhou Wen hugged his junior high school English teacher's head angrily, and then said with a hippie smile on his face.

"Hah! Zhou Wen'er! It's almost the New Year, so you will send such a bottle of shabby mineral water to the teacher? You see, in this big winter, it freezes without putting it in the refrigerator. When the ice melts in the coming year, I will definitely tell your junior brother that you gave it away! ”

The English teacher finished her words with a crying voice, in fact, Zhou Wen didn't know that the English teacher was a well-known good face, and he needed to pay attention to decency in everything he did. The bag she carries must be LV level, the cosmetics used must be L'Oreal level, and the Nongfu Spring mineral water she drank in class is also because only Nongfu Spring is sold for two yuan a bottle in Lotus Town, which is the most expensive.

Zhou Wen blushed shyly, laughed dryly, and slipped out the door. But when he found that the Chinese teacher who had quit smoking for half a year looked at Zhou Wen's ashtray in panic, the old math teacher with a blushing face glared angrily, and Zhou Wen's beard stood up. Zhou Wen knew that he was tricked by Xiaoxi, and it was really true that he dared to be happy and sad.

"Xiaoxi, why are you lying to you, Brother Zhou Wen?"

Zhou Wen pouted and lost his temper under the plane tree at school, feeling very uncomfortable.

"Brother Zhou Wen, look, this plane tree we first met, is it going to die now? Woooooo

Chen Xiaoxi cried as she spoke, as if her past with Zhou Wenge was over.

Zhou Wen looked at Chen Xiaoxi's pear blossoms with rain, and his heart ached. He has always disliked girls crying, and he doesn't want his favorite sister to cry like a tearful person in front of him.

Zhou Wen said that he hugged Chen Xiaoxi like this, and kept their dream paradise in the place where they first met.

In the high pavilion, the smoke and light of the chaotic mountains and plains are thin.

The smoke is thin, and after the crow returns, the twilight sky smells the horns.

I remember that the soldier held his broken body and died in a hundred battles on the battlefield, and the last song was sung, leading the knife to the old garden.

I remember that the degraded stumbled in the mountains and rivers where the country was ruined and his family was ruined, and he used the most heartbreaking poems and the most vicissitudes of life to sing on the banks of the river.

I remember that the sad girl has always been regarded as a sister by the boy she loves, and finally watching the boy and another girl live happily together is enough to become the most red river of sadness in this world.

"Xiao Xi, look, there are a lot of bugs hanging there?"

Zhou Wen gently pushed Chen Xiaoxi away, pointing to the many insects hanging by silk threads under the plane tree and swaying weakly in the air.

"Oh my God! Brother Zhou Wen, I'm afraid! ”

Chen Xiaoxi hugged Zhou Wen tightly again, and squeezed his soft chest towards Zhou Wen.

Zhou Wen noticed something strange and was worried that something was wrong, so he hurriedly pushed Chen Xiaoxi away and ran away, leaving a dull-eyed Chen Xiaoxi full of loss and sadness under the plane tree.

"No, no, no......"

Zhou Wen chattered as he ran, because he felt Xiaoxi's unknown emotions under the plane tree, and that kind of emotion Zhou Wen only germinated when he kissed Cai Jie.

And Chen Xiaoxi knew that perhaps the death of this sycamore tree would bury the last relationship between her and Zhou Wen. These uncontrollable overflowing feelings finally began to dry up at this moment.

Bright.

Night.

A beam of light.

Chen Xiaoxi sometimes always feels that she is deeply wrapped in darkness, and the darkness seems to have weight, so depressed that she is always out of breath. But the beam of light that Zhou Wenge finally turned into was suddenly engulfed in darkness.

"Forget it, or you'll die, hehe."

Thinking like this, she staggered to the pond not far away, and was about to walk into the big pond where ice and snow were mixed with water, but suddenly there was a very vicious look in her eyes.

"How can that be, is Yang Caijie so lucky!"

The mist swept in from all directions, flooding Chen Xiaoxi and enveloping the sycamore.

The whole world is just a white ocean.

Zhou Wen looked in Chen Xiaoxi's direction, and the corners of his eyes couldn't help but shed crystal tears. In fact, Zhou Wen has always known that Chen Xiaoxi has always loved him like a lover, and Chen Xiaoxi has always been unwilling to be his sister who wants to be protected, she wants to be his only lover.

But there is no ambiguous and pure relationship between them between Zhou Wen and Cai Jie, only embarrassment from time to time and an inexplicable discomfort and even sourness.

The two of them looked at each other in such a thick fog, and finally couldn't see each other.

Zhou Wen staggered back, and when he opened the door, he found that there was no one. The food on the table was already cold, leaving a note written by my mother:

Wenwen, mom and dad went to grandma's house, came back in the thirtieth year of the Chinese New Year's Eve, and you eat at your uncle's house these days. Be obedient.

Zhou Wen walked into the room silently, and now he felt extremely chaotic in his mind, Cai Jie and Xiao Xi.

"Forget it, why the do you want to do so much!"

After speaking, Zhou Wen took the pillow and smashed it on his head, covered the quilt and fell asleep groggily.

In the dream, there was a gray girl, crying under a plane tree, crying for a long time, as if the widow was calling for her husband to go fishing in the harbor, as if the crow outside the plug took away the flesh of the dead soldier, as if all the sorrow turned into a bluebird in the twilight city for a long time.

Zhou Wen cried in his dreams, and the tears of the gray girl, in the years of snow on the winter night, sad and sad.

Bright.

Night.

A beam of light.

At last it was also swaying and extinguished by the wind, and all entered the eternal night.

Wine Luminous Glass,

If you want to drink the pipa, urge immediately.

Drunk and lying in the field, Jun Mo smiled,

In ancient times, a few people came back to fight.

- "Liangzhou Ci"