"Xiao Qiuqiu, why did you come here? I remember that you were from the anti-narcotics brigade of the Pingjiang Police Bureau. Seeing you put this dress back on makes my eyes sore and hurt. He rubbed his eyes with both hands and leaned against the riverside fence.

"You don't have to wait for her, she can't come back." Wei Liqiu reflected the neon surface of the river, and opened his mouth several times before he could say something that was clear without being pointed out.

The playful smile disappeared for a while, and Lin Chuan shook his head again and again, looking at the rainy sky. "They all say that place is dangerous, I see you still don't believe me, are you okay now?"

He staggered a few steps, shook his hand vigorously at Wei Liqiu twice, smiled reluctantly, and turned around and left in a panic. "I won't comfort you, I'll go back first."

Looking at his stumbling figure, Wei Liqiu's suppressed sadness these days found a breakthrough and rushed out again.

Lin Chuan, who returned home, closed the door, collapsed on the ground, hugged his head and cried bitterly. The more sad he felt when he thought of her, and he couldn't help but think about the fact that she wasn't there. He knew it early on, and when no one told him, he kept thinking that she was still there. It's just like this for a lifetime, and he's still waiting for her to come back with a medal on her chest with a big red flower.

He made a call, he wiped his tears, took the tools he needed from the storage room, walked out the door, and walked to the garage to drive his car.

Seeing him holding a shovel with a gloomy face and messy hair, it was still a big night. The two girls who passed by, pale faces, looked at him with frightened eyes, lowered their heads and walked away quickly.

He drove directly at the door of the police station, walked to the director's office angrily, pushed his door open, and slapped his hands on the table to face the old man who was drinking wolfberry tea, his eyes were red.

"Give me, the honors and awards she deserves, I want it now." Lin Chuan stretched out his hand and finished speaking, sobbing and crying so much that he couldn't help himself.

The old man suddenly understood, seeing that the man in his thirties was crying helplessly like a child at the moment, he put down the tea in his hand, tears welled up in his eyes, and his voice trembled, "Okay, okay, I'll take it back to his brother for you personally." ”

Holding his head high, Lin Chuan held the medals and big red flowers in his hands, and walked out of the brightly lit police station under the strange eyes of others.

He's going to go to the girl who has never been to the police station and give her the honor she deserves.

The car stopped at the bottom of the mountain, and Lin Chuan wore a flashlight and walked into the mountain step by step. He walked over to a slightly protruding piece of dirt and waved the shovel in his hand.

When it was almost dawn, he saw the silent skeleton, lying flat on the ground, extremely quiet.

"Autumn rain, let's go home, go home. You see the big red flowers and medals have been brought to you, come home with me. He pinned the big red flower and medal in his hand to her, picked her up, and stood up tremblingly.

His hot tears dripped down her, but they fell to the ground in the cracks.

The wind blows their stories, and it blows away the ending that should have been at the end of the years.

He put his muddy coat over her and knocked on Wei Liqiu's door. "She's home."

Wei Liqiu looked at his bloodshot eyes suspiciously, and reached out to lift his coat, and saw that she was wearing the necklace he had given her for her eighteenth birthday.

Wei Liqiu took his sister with both hands, and laughed as he cried, "Fool, I always say that you are fat, why are you so light now, like the wind blowing into my arms, you are you, really, stupid." ”