The novel has been written for a while.,The online signing has also been in progress.,Just look at it like this.,It seems that it's difficult to sign a contract.,But there's no way.,Although I did put my mind to it.,But after all, the click-through rate is too small.,There are only three collections.,I'm afraid it's mostly cold.。 I talked to my mother and came to the conclusion that I should continue to persevere and open another book if possible. I didn't know what to write about, but I heard that people said that they like romance, so I tried to write a short essay to see the effect. If it's really good, then while continuing my Xianxia dream, I will open another romance book as sentimental.

Qi Hua pinned his firewood knife and stood in front of the long-closed gate again, looking at the collapsed wall courtyard and the half-dead osmanthus tree in the courtyard. She's been gone for a long time. It's been almost two years.

When she left with her father, he went to see her off, but he only got a sentence from the old man: "A daughter who can't even support himself will rarely come to provoke my daughter." But she was still good to him, because when she left, she said to him, "Live well, work hard, and maybe other girls will take a fancy to you." You and I are not suitable after all. ”

"Suitable. What is suitable. The first time I saw you, I fell in love with you. The first time I held your hand, I knew I couldn't leave you. Even if I like it crazy, even if I like it crazy. But it's still not suitable. Suitable. What is the right one?" he muttered to himself.

In fact, when she left, Qi Hua also tried to let go, he thought that time would make him grow, and he thought that time would teach him to let go. It's just that his mother found a matchmaker, and when the girl from Zuosan Village saw it, he felt that there was something missing. It's just that Yu'er from the next township has seen it, and he still feels that something is missing. pushed horizontally and vertically, and finally provoked her mother to tears, and countless excuses finally let time slip away for a year. Looking at the few strands of gray hair in the mirror, he seemed to see her smiling face again, and suddenly he understood that something was missing. It turned out that he was missing her, and it turned out that they were not her after all.

He had been standing in front of the door for a long time, and he knew that it was time for him to continue chopping wood, and he turned to leave, but at the moment of leaving, he glanced at the door again, will she come back?

Patting his cheek, which had no smile, he bothered and walked out of the village, his life going on whether she came back or not.

Five miles east of the village is an invisible forest area, which is the direction he wants to go, if he goes west, it should be the direction in which she leaves the village.

"Maybe I and her are like this, things are separated. He said to himself that he still had to go east, but he was reluctant to glance to the west, but found that something seemed familiar.

Fate may be like this, the one who has been away from the village for two years is here, and the one who has been thinking about her for a long time is here. It's just that if it's really her, he can't be sure. Because in the past two years, he has been able to deceive himself too much.

That's it, that's it, it's still going to chop wood, it's okay, it's going to the east. He raised his legs, but he couldn't fall because he heard her voice: "Is it Brother Qi Hua?"

Turning around, he looked at it, he was sure that he was looking at it or not, because he still wondered if it was him lying to himself again, he was indeed looking, he really hoped that he should really forget.

"Is it Brother Qi Hua?" the voice sounded again. He knew that he really didn't lie to himself this time, but he still couldn't answer, because he was too afraid to control himself, he couldn't control his heart, and he couldn't control his "I'm still waiting for you." ”

But he still answered, and the reply was very light, and the return was very close, so light that he didn't seem to care, and he kissed as if he was just a brother, and there was no past. "You're back. ”

"yes, it's been a long time. I thought about coming and going. The voice still rang out.

"That's fine, come back and see, it's just that the tree in your house doesn't seem to work anymore. ”

"Really?" and with such a playful voice, such a familiar feeling, he uttered the words that seemed to him to regret for the rest of his life: "Are you okay?"

It's just that as soon as the words came out, he really regretted it, the clothes on her body, even the richest Wang family in the village, couldn't afford to wear them. He seemed to be convinced of something, and kept saying in his heart: "I don't want to hear it, I don't want to hear it." ”

But it seemed that everything could not be as he wanted, and the voice still sounded, "I'm fine, I'm married." ”

He seemed to feel a knife inserted into his heart, but there was no pain, and he realized that in the past two years, he had stabbed himself too much, and his heart had already died, and he still liked her, and missed her as a memory that had long been engraved on his body. "Okay, congratulations. Then he wanted to turn away because his heart was alive and aching. It turned out that the heart would live for her, and the heart would die for her, and it turned out that it was such a thing when it came to death.

"What, you're leaving?" the voice still sounded.

"No, what's the matter with you?" He still couldn't leave after all, but he tried his best to suppress it, suppressing the vinegar in his heart, suppressing the bitterness in his heart, and suppressing the unbearable pain in his heart.

"It's nothing, it's just that you don't remember the hairpin you gave me before. ”

How could he forget that the hairpin was stolen into the city that year, ran all over the jewelry stalls in the city, and came back to find wood to carve for a long time before it was done, but when he gave it to her, he saw that she was happy, so he accidentally said that he bought it. "Remember, what's wrong. ”

"My mother-in-law loved that hairpin. I just want to ask where you bought that hairpin?" the voice was still ringing, but he felt that it had lost its meaning.

"If you want to talk, I'm going to get one for you. ”

"No, just tell me where to buy it. I can buy it myself. ”

"It's not easy to find a place, or I'll get one for you, and I'll give it to you when you're free." ”

"Thank you then. The voice was still good, but he couldn't listen to it.

"You're welcome, then I'll go chop wood. Good bye. "Turn away and walk east.

"Goodbye. I'll come and see you sometime. The voice sounded behind him, and his heart ached excruciously, but he didn't know that the pain was still meaningful.