The bustling supermarket stands between the buildings, the traffic is endless, the noisy crowd, the brilliant colors, and the people carrying a full load of goods walk by the supermarket door.

This is their former alma mater.

"Yes, I met a classmate who had just returned from abroad, and I accompanied him around."

"It's Feng Zikai, it turned out to be our neighbor, my classmate in elementary school and junior high school."

"Who is Feng Zikai, man or woman? Turtle, it sounds like a man's name, is he married, does he have a girlfriend? What are the conditions? ”

Fang Xinyi doesn't care if she knows Feng Zikai, she used to be her neighbor, what she cares about is Feng Zikai's personal privacy, to see if there is any hope of becoming her son-in-law and marrying Yun Duoduo.

Yun Duoduo glanced sideways at Feng Zikai, and turned his head a little embarrassed: "Well, that's it, invite him to my house another day, I may go back very late today, you don't have to wait for me to rest first, go back and talk about it." ”

She hurriedly said a few words to her mother on her mobile phone, worried that if her mother continued to talk about it, Feng Zikai would find her even more embarrassed.

Hanging up the phone, Yun Duoduo and Feng Zikai sat in a green space next to the supermarket, where trees and flowers were planted, and chairs were available under the shade for pedestrians to rest.

"Look, do you still have an impression of this big tree?"

Feng Zikai pointed to a big tree in surprise and asked the clouds, and the clouds looked back, and on the green space behind them, there was a thick ginkgo tree, with straight branches inserted into the air, and the tender green ginkgo leaves were swaying in the spring breeze, looking like a ginkgo tree for many years.

"Ginkgo biloba."

"Yes, this ginkgo tree, it seems to be the one on our school playground, it is still there."

Feng Zikai was a little excited, stood up and walked into the green space, and the clouds followed Feng Zikai suspiciously, and walked under the ginkgo tree. In the original eighteen middle schools, was there such a tall ginkgo tree?

She shook her head, as if she didn't remember, maybe there was.

"Duoduo, sure enough, it's the ginkgo tree on the playground of the eighteenth middle school, I didn't expect it to be here."

Touching the stout ginkgo tree, he remembered that on this ginkgo tree, there had been a hidden mark, and he had touched it from the trunk, and that mark had been in the place of his heart.

Years ago, he had discovered that there was a natural scar at the root of one of the branches of the ginkgo tree, which happened to be in the shape of two hearts joined together. At that time, he used his finger countless times to leave his name and that of Yun Duoduo in that location.

The night before he left the country, he climbed over the wall alone and entered the 18th Middle School, and his name and the name of Yun Duoduo were vaguely engraved on the scar.

Looking down, the scar was still there, but it had grown a lot, and the marks he had carved were still there.

It was a vague samurai pattern, holding a cloud in his arms, and the overly simple lines, although not very delicate but also vivid, probably because of the passage of time, wind, frost, rain and snow, the pattern has been blurred to the point that it is not clear.

The original pattern of two hearts connected together has also become a crooked apple pattern, rather than the shape of two hearts.

Feng Zikai remembered Yun Duoduo's words just now, the years are a magical knife, at this moment, in Feng Zikai's view, the years are a ruthless knife, which can connect two hearts together and turn them into a rotten apple, and the traces carved on it in the past are like the festering marks on this rotten apple.

He suddenly regretted a little, why did he have to come here, and saw this ginkgo tree that left him with so many dreams and hopes?

If he hadn't let the clouds accompany him here today, and if he hadn't seen this ginkgo tree, the good hope would still be in his heart.

I thought that through the traces on this ginkgo tree, the love mark he left behind would hint to Yun Duoduo and see what Yun Duoduo's mind was.

But he didn't expect that the trace would become like this, and even he couldn't see what the meaning of this trace was, and it would only make people feel ridiculous to say it now.

"What's wrong? What's so special about this ginkgo tree? ”

The clouds looked at the ginkgo tree, it was just an ordinary ginkgo tree, but it was thicker and taller.

"Nothing, I'm just reminiscing about those pure and beautiful student days in the past, when we were together."

The clouds looked up as if they didn't understand, the white clouds were long, and the green ginkgo biloba leaves were swaying in the heights, as if they were about to ride the wind. Everything is different, since the early hours of yesterday morning, she has been transformed into a real woman, but not willingly.

Feng Zikai was a little disappointed, turned around and stopped looking at the traces left there, and was in a low mood.

"Duoduo, you have something on your mind, can you tell me about it?"

"Nothing, what have you been doing abroad for many years?"

"Study and work, nothing special, Duoduo, accompany me to the supermarket to have a look, I just returned to China and there is a lack of daily necessities, and I don't know how to buy these things, can you be a staff officer for me?"

"Okay, where do you live now?"

"Guesthouse."

The two walked into the supermarket, Yun Duoduo chose daily necessities for Feng Zikai, Feng Zikai followed Yun Duoduo, pushing the shopping cart, and the two of them bought daily necessities as a couple.

"Domestic brands, I don't know if you can use habits, how long are you going to stay when you return to China this time?"

"Duoduo, how long do you want me to stay?"

"Me?"

Yun Duoduo picked up a towel and fiddled with it, how could she know how long Feng Zikai would stay in the country, but Feng Zikai should come back alone, and he wouldn't stay in the country forever.

"How are you doing?"

"It's okay, ordinary people live ordinary lives."

She suddenly remembered that before she met the pervert of Jie Ziwei, she had been living an ordinary life, and everything changed from meeting Jie Ziwei.

918 is indeed a tragic incident!

The same number suddenly jumped into the eyes of Yun Duoduo, who threw a toothbrush out of his hand as if his hand was burned.

"Duoduo, what's wrong with you?"

Nine dollars and one dime, the price code of Arabic numerals, it turned out that it was not that incident, it was just the price tag of a toothbrush, she was too nervous.

"Nothing, hands are not steady, let's go."

Not wanting to see the same number again, Yun Duoduo walked away, Feng Zikai looked at Yun Duo with a contemplative gaze, does she have a boyfriend?

Is it a broken love or a quarrel?

Is she married?

It shouldn't be, she called home just now, it didn't look like a married tone, he still had hope, this time, he wouldn't miss it, and he wouldn't back down and didn't have the courage to confess.

"Duoduo, have you ever gone abroad to see it?"

Yun Duoduo shook her head, she had also dreamed of going abroad, even if it was to travel, but she knew that the opportunity was very slim.

"There's too much stuff, can you please help me get it back?"

"Of course."

Feng Zikai had a meaningful smile on his lips, this was the first step, to become familiar with the clouds.