When I was young, I looked at the mountains as mountains and the water as water.

When I was middle-aged, I didn't look at the mountains, and the water wasn't water.

When you get old, you can see that the mountains are still mountains, and the water is still water.

【Beijing】

【Qiongyu Community Building B 1811】

He put on the mask, slowly put on a wide windbreaker, the messy room, as if it had not been sorted out for several years, the ash on it has accumulated very thick, from the TV a few years ago, to the refrigerator a few years ago, it is estimated that there is no way to use it, it has been a long time now, the floor-to-ceiling windows here have not been opened for several years, even if it is ruined here, but from here to see the prospect of the CBD, it is still bright and green, and the world of flowers.

The world here seems to be a matter of things and people for a long time, but the world of lights and wine over there seems to have never changed.

It seems that the world does not follow the theorem of things and people, but some people's world has changed, while others' world has never changed, and the stereotypical image made based on survivorship bias is the most ironic thing about this world.

Ay......

He sighed and put his hat on his head, his long hair was up to his waist, his thin face was as soft as a girl, he was extremely soft, and his eyebrows and eyes had a masculine air.

Gentle and like jade, a jade-faced gentleman, wearing a trench coat with a collar, this neutral masculinity makes his whole person look so beautiful.

He looked at the open photo album on the coffee table, and the stack of newspapers, the girl in the album was smiling, and the boy in the photo was smiling.

They should be so happy, they should be so in love, and they should be so beautiful, the herbs are fragrant, the flowers are blooming, the blue sky and white clouds are blooming, and the wind is singing.

On the small stack of newspapers, the word "killing" was conspicuously marked in large red letters.

Her name is right below the word killing.

Every word came to him, and he pressed down the brim of his duckbill hat and turned to walk out the door.

When he opened the door, he closed it softly and put his hand in the pocket of his trench coat, he was tall and now looked like he was bowing down for a leisurely walk.

"You X, kill you stinky bitch! Go find your dwarf lover! You! Shoot you! Shoot you! ”

The noise in the next room sounded to his ears as if it were murderous, and he glanced at the house number of room 1812.

It's a man's voice.

"Woo woo, ahhhhhh

It's a woman's voice.

Is there really such a thing as a wedding vow in this world?

"Kill you stinky bitch! Fuck you stinky bitch! You married me in the first place! It's for my money! For my money! Shoot you! Shoot you! ”

The sound of the man using the belt was like wielding a murderous blade, and the killing of the knife after the knife came over, making the pain tremble the person's muscles.

He glanced at 1812's door, which slammed into the door with a thudding sound that made his hand stop.

"Don't hit Mommy...... Daddy—"

A small child's voice was crying, as if he was kneeling on the floor and making a terrible thump.

He never opened the door, he took out the mobile phone that he didn't know how to use, skillfully dialed 110, explained the reason very succinctly, and reported the address.

His voice was soft, soft as a silent lamb.

If you are married, you can get divorced.

If you don't love and suffer together, why bother?

In this world, some people love vigorously, some people love plain, and some people hate each other.

Some people understand the meaning of love, but some people don't know how to cherish it.

There are people, but they are not even qualified to love.

He came to the elevator and slowly pressed the button to go downstairs.

The door opened, and when I walked in, the people inside came out, and they were stopped by the terrible shouts and curses, and walked over in confusion.

He entered the elevator and slowly pressed the button on the first floor.

No one is going to come in, no one is going to go out.

Only he slowly went downstairs.

The street lamp is so dim, it seems that it has never changed, but he has changed, and he has learned to accept, the hustle and bustle of the night, and the calm of loneliness.

His long hair was blown by the wind, and even his hat seemed to be unable to suppress the wind that disturbed him.

"Hey, are you there? Come out to eat! ”

The sound of passers-by talking on the phone reached the ears, and it was so noisy.

He walked through several blocks, and the street lamps contrasted with the black shadows, so harmonious, that half of his face was submerged in darkness, and the bright half was so white and flawless.

He came to a hotel, stepped out of the black car pile, and walked through the alley, where the golden lights and white crystal lamps resembled the dim street lamps under the exhaust smoke of the street.

Arriving at the door of a particular box, he glanced at the number: [206] and pulled out his phone, the first message on which it read.

[Ning Feng, I'm Xu Wenwen, class president, are you coming to the class reunion? ] Every year you don't come! I'm going abroad this year, and it may be the last time I'll organize and plan a class reunion! This time! You must come! Otherwise, I'm really going to be angry. On Sunday at eight o'clock in the evening, the Golden Fairy Hotel Room 206. Let's catch up together. 】

Who is she...... There is no need to know who Xu Wenwen is, she gave herself her name and identity.

The door was noisy, but outside the door, it was so quiet, he glanced at everything around him, and it was so clean and tidy.

"You ......"

A woman came to him with a bag, as long as she came to the door of this box, she should basically know her, but he didn't understand it so clearly, and calmly.

"Ning Feng?! Oh, my God! You're Ning Feng, right?! ”

The woman wore a lot of makeup, was in her thirties, and wanted to see his face, her black hip skirt, most of her long legs were exposed, black high heels, a shoulder bag, he didn't understand the brand, and he didn't understand who she was.

But he had to nod.

"Oh my God! Ning Feng is here! Come and see, come and see! Ning Feng is here! It was as if she had seen a magical species, and beckoned another woman behind her to look at her.

The other woman was wearing a white dress and heavy makeup, and everyone was solemnly preparing for the last class reunion held by the class leader.

Probably except for himself, he only wore a trench coat from a few years ago...... This trench coat...... Who bought it for her...... He may have forgotten and didn't want to think about it anymore.

"Oh my God! Really Ning Feng! We've had a reunion for so long! You, the young master, have finally appeared! The woman in white slowly surveyed his outfit.

He is so calm and calm, but he is not so solemn and approachable.

His long hair grew to his waist, and he was thin and thin, and he was not ugly, and even amazed the two women.

They were thirty years old, and he should probably be thirty years old......

But he doesn't look like a thirty-year-old, but he looks like a twenty-year-old teenager, they can't help but be polished by society, but he seems to have never stepped into this society.

But they don't know, it's like seeing a beautiful man of their own age, casting envious eyes that they can't dodge.

"Come on in, what are you doing standing here? We're all classmates! Nothing to be polite! ”

The woman in black put her hand on his arm and pushed him into the noisy box, while the woman in white looked at her and smiled with two dimples facing each other: "Ning Feng, after all these years, do you still recognize us?" It won't be so many years, there is no contact at all, all forgotten, right? ”

"Gee, it's not normal not to recognize. Ning Feng is the eldest young master, so I'm afraid that the business is very busy~"

He slowly entered the box between pushes and shoves, and he had no way to refuse, because he was here, and he had to go in.

The smell of wine and the aroma of food also permeated the box, but the box was very bright, and the dishes were presented on the two rotating glass tables, and the dishes were almost there, as if people had come too, everyone was talking loudly, everyone was looking at each other's clothes, jewelry, and brand logos, and they were talking about something like this.

Everyone is a classmate, but when they leave school, they are no longer classmates. They talked hotly, telling everyone's troubles on campus, and every time they met, they seemed to have to mention it once, and they never felt bored.

It's just that when they saw a new person coming, they brought their eyes to him, and he looked at everyone's eyes very calmly.

"Ning Feng!" A man immediately stood up from his seat.

The man was tall, well-dressed, and very different in appearance, and he wore a pair of glasses without rims, as was Sven.

He thought of the man's name, but he couldn't.

"How? The head of the class came forward, and Ning Feng, who hadn't seen him for a hundred or eight years, was also coming, this face is really enough, hey. A seated man put his glass down, leaned over to the woman next to him, and looked at him with disdain.

He calmly looked at the man who stood up, and the two women next to him also sat down in their original positions, he didn't know who Xu Wenwen was here, and he didn't know which position he should sit......

Who will be who.

"Ning Feng, sit here!"

"That's right! Sit here! ”

The two women he had just met took a place, and he was pulled by the man who stood up and came to his side.

"Ning Feng, sit here. Come on, come on. The man sat down slowly, vacating another seat.

A huge bowl of fish was placed in front of him.

He sat down, took off his hat, his long black hair was blown by the heat, and everything about him seemed so out of place.

"Ning Feng, where have you been all these years......" The man looked really right, and put a cup of tea in front of him, and the bowl and chopsticks were taken over.

He couldn't understand what the others were saying, he could only hear the man's voice, and he seemed to be as silent as ever, not passionate, like waking up in a dream, like a dream.

"I ......," he said with one word, and his voice was so clear.

At this time, the door opened again, and a woman in a black dress with a ponytail tied up, almost with a majestic attitude, she was reminded of Ning Feng's arrival by others, and looked at him with those big bright eyes.

He seemed to know who she was.

When the woman saw her, she ran over with joy and a smile on her face.

"Squad leader, Ning Feng is here......"

"It's good to be here!" Xu Wenwen slowly sat down beside Chang Yufeng, it turned out that this position was specially reserved for him.

"Ning Feng, you can be counted as coming, I don't ask you, you really won't come." Xu Wenwen slowly put the dishes and chopsticks on the table with some emotion and said, "In that case, we probably won't see it again in our lives."

She is wearing a black dress, today is her special and the protagonist, she is very good at makeup, neither thick scary nor faint no one cares, it is the kind of extremely good-looking eyebrows and eyes that are raised, that is, the whole beautiful face is outlined.

He didn't know how to answer, but he didn't feel strange, so that everything about him was really so calm, like smoke, it didn't hurt or itch.

He didn't know why he came, probably because the only message in this text message gave him a glimmer of vitality and hope for everything in life.

"I'm going abroad, most probably, I won't come back, and the child's father needs to settle there."

She got married.

A thirty-year-old woman should indeed get married.

"It's good that you give face. I can come here. Have a meal with me and see me for the last time. Xu Wenwen put her hand on the bowl, touched it gently, and gently wiped it clean with a hand towel.

In fact, everyone wants to talk to him, even want to learn more from his world, but everything about him ...... are all silently resisting......

Because he doesn't seem to understand, he is not familiar with everyone, even Xu Wenwen has just appeared quietly, but now, it seems to be goodbye.

Everyone was just classmates with him, many years ago, when they were classmates, they didn't talk much, and now, if they can talk, it must be money that allows them to talk.

From beginning to end, he couldn't talk to everyone.

Xu Wenwen also talked a lot, hosted this dinner, ate, and chatted with him......

Actually, he didn't understand...... Why would Wenwen want to see her again, and why would the boy next to her want to talk to him about Rarity?

He doesn't seem to understand who Rarity is......

Or maybe Rarity is still there, and he remembers, but for a moment he and Xu Wenwen are the same name, not a real person.

He watched as Wenwen's red lips moved, and he watched as the man was crying, calling Rarity's name.

Xu Wenwen tells the man that it looks like Rarity's parents have been hit by a car, and both of them are lying in the hospital, in a vegetative state.

They were all sad, and he needed to be sad as well......

Faintly watched the man leave the scene early.

There was a vacant seat beside him, but he didn't say anything as if there had never been a difference, as if everyone had assumed that he would be a taciturn man.

Even if Xu Wenwen called him, he only said a few words softly.

Well

be

Right.

Right.

He probably had to remember everything...... came here to give Xu Wenwen, the squad leader, face.

Everyone was talking and laughing, sitting together in piles......

Just like back then......

Everyone is gathered together, and it is also divided into several small groups, who is going to sit in front of whom, who is going to be at the same table with whom, and the combination of names on the blackboard is like a deep crush style.

Those who stay after school to eat together, go for a walk on campus together, read comics together, and play games......

One can be spread throughout the location, even other classes. The last time I went to the toilet, I was able to get together.

He didn't know each one of them very well, they smiled at themselves, laughed calmly, smiled calmly.

He won't laugh along.

This is in line with everyone's expectations of him.

They all know why he became like this, because a girl in the next class has become a pain in everyone's hearts.

This kind of pain makes everyone silently talk about it by default.

That girl, now ...... What does it look like?

Do you know?

At the age of seventeen, she died.

With him, they died together......

This is his life......

Right......

"Do you know what the saddest thing about me is?"

He said quietly to Xu Wenwen, who was drinking, in a deep voice.

"What?" Xu Wenwen took a sip of wine, her face was red, and she called her husband and asked him to pick her up.

When everyone is scattered, it is like all the separations in the world, and they are separated too quickly.

He didn't know why everyone couldn't understand what they were saying......

"The saddest thing for me is that when I don't know what you're talking about, no one in my world rescued me......"

"You still can't forget her...... Is that right? ”

Xu Wenwen drank too fast, and her Adam's apple was hot.

"It's not that I can't forget her...... It's that she doesn't let me forget her...... If I forgot her...... It means that I will definitely leave this world. ”

He looked at the wine in his glass.

For a whole night, he ate nothing, did nothing, and drank nothing.

It seems that this is in line with his personality......

Lived up to everyone's expectations of him.

"I don't miss her that much...... So many years...... I've been in a daze...... There's no way to forget her, and it's not because I can't forget her. It's because she deserves to be remembered......"

"It's that simple."

"Death is not the end of a person...... Death is not the end of a life...... Forgetting is ......"

"Everyone doesn't remember her anymore...... No one will go through the newspapers of the past, and maybe even the murderer will not understand......"

"What a desperate thing that girl has been through......

"Maybe even the murderer will forget what the person he hurt looks like......"

"Doesn't she love to laugh...... Isn't she beautiful, isn't she cute......"

"Everything about her...... It's all slowly disappearing......"

"Everything about her...... are all forgotten ......."

"I can't forget her...... Even if I can't love her anymore...... There was no way to touch her...... But when she is forgotten......"

"She really doesn't exist......"

"I can tell her I love her without any qualms."

"I can't forget her ......"

"Because even I forgot about her......"

She really didn't exist......

I kept reminding myself that she wasn't a dream of mine.

She is a real person......

I love her.

Because she existed, I loved her.

She's not an imaginary character.

That's why I love her, and I love her without hesitation.