It was late at night.

This old locust tree standing on the edge of the road is not the old man who used to communicate in twos and threes. An empty piece... The rest is the yellow leaves all over the ground, the cold wind, and the sparse vehicles....

Jiang Ran sat under the old locust tree, looking at the street. The deep eyes that couldn't see clearly in the night, I don't know what they were thinking...

It was Berlin who approached, and the crisp sound of stepping on the yellow leaves on the ground brought Jiang Ran back to his senses. When she saw Berlin, she was slightly stunned, glanced at him, and then continued to look into the distance, "What's the matter, it's a big night, and you don't sleep and come out." ”

"Then I can ask you that question as well?" Berlin sat down next to her and asked rhetorically.

"It's stuffy in the house, it's so windy outside, and it's rarely so cool on summer nights, isn't it good to come out and sit?" Jiang Ran replied.

"Didn't you answer my thoughts?"

"Really? I thought you couldn't rest assured of me, afraid that I would lose it, so I came out to take a look, but I didn't expect to find me. It turned out that it was really the same as me, and he came out to blow the wind..."Jiang Ran said lightly.

Berlin smiled helplessly, this woman knows everything clearly. Together with his psyche...

"What are you looking at?" Berlin asked.

"Look at what? Didn't look at anything. It's not that I'm looking in one direction, I'm just looking.... I'm thinking, but it's impossible to close my eyes. People are accustomed to opening their eyes and thinking with their eyes closed, but they will feel insecure. Of course, it is precisely because of thinking that we will look at a place.... Too many targets to switch will make the mind uneasy. Jiang Ran answered quietly.

She's always so slow to speak... Speak clearly word by word. It has a nice sound, and it won't make people bored waiting.

"What are you thinking about?" Berlin converted the problem.

"Think about what I'm doing now..."Jiang Ran turned his head to look at Berlin and smiled slightly, "I like flowers, I like the sea, I like sunrise and sunset." I've always felt that at a romantic age, you can't live too boring. But now, am I still at the age of romance? I have rebelled against many things and given up many things willfully...."

Berlin was stunned, but he didn't expect Jiang Ran to be thinking about life. How could she think about that?

According to Berlin's understanding, Jiang Ran, a perfect existence, doesn't need to think about anything. She lacks nothing but happiness.

"You're in your early twenties." Berlin Road.

"I gave up my studies..."

"Studying doesn't mean anything to you, and your family isn't bad for money." Berlin continued.

"Maybe I don't think the same way you do, Berlin. Yes, because I can say that I lack nothing, I feel like I am lacking a lot. I'm looking for something to add joy to myself.... Learning is actually a joy for me. Of course, referring to, I'm interested in something like piano, guitar, football.... Wait a minute. ”

Jiang Ran said, but said, "But I can't always think about everything with casual thoughts. I'm getting older, it's time to stop my mom from worrying, it's time to help her with her worries, it's time to do something I don't like and I feel unhappy. Do you understand what I mean? ”