Ouyang De, who was singing over and over again, sang in a voice that only he could hear, and while singing, he used a small stone to carve the words "Ouyang Lingyi" on the tree next to Lingyi, and he carved it very deeply, very hard, very hard! These four words will share life with the tree.

After seeing Wu Zhengyang, Ouyang's felt relaxed. He knows that that's fine, just to put all his moods over, and maybe in the future, he can really be calm and calm.

Back at home, Ouyang De lighted his steps, he was not worried about waking up the neighbor next door, but in his consciousness he was still looking for the figure of Lingyi before, and he felt that Lingyi's soul should still be there. Walking up to the photo, he took it from the wall and put it in his hand as he silently watched the two people smile harmoniously together, without any jealousy. He didn't think at all about replacing the photo of Lingyi and his fiancé with another photo of Lingyi, and even though he only had Lingyi in his eyes, he didn't feel that this photo was discordant because of the extra person. Every time his hand brushed Lingyi's smiling face, it would also caress the face of the man he didn't know or understand at all. He wondered how he could completely regard this man as a part of Lingyi, maybe because it was a long time ago, or maybe because Lingyi loved this man, so innocent that there was no distraction at all. He understands that he cannot be replaced, and he has no right to peel it off, so this photo is always harmonious in his eyes. In fact, Lingyi has rarely come back here since the death of his fiancé, but Ouyang De feels that there is a shadow of Lingyi everywhere here, and he keeps going around in this hut all night, sitting here and looking.

Ouyang De has never been so quiet in the past 20 years, maybe there are quieter times in action, but when the whole person's mood is not turbulent at all, he has never been so quiet, the only thing he has is an intuition that makes him remember every corner and every "strange" place he is "unfamiliar" with his heart. In the near future, there will be no more houses here, all he can leave is memories, and there are very few things that can make him remember, so he searched with his heart, even if it was a speck of dust in this room. The feeling that he had been looking for so long in his heart disappeared so quickly after the arrival, and he felt more confused than a dream, and it couldn't even leave him an eternal memory, Lingyi obviously existed, but where is Lingyi now? Why left him alone in this empty "home" empty world.

"No, that's not true." Ouyang De finally opened all the emotional floodgates in his heart, rushed into the night, and kept running. Ran until he felt he should stop, the forest where there had been a spirit and a beautiful and joyous forest between them. The woods have not changed, they are almost the same as they were two years ago, the fallen leaves on the ground are always unfinished, the thick sound under the feet, the sound echoing in the woods is still the same as before, and the rustling sound still has the same smell of the night breeze and dampness.

"Lingyi, Lingyi, Lingyi" Ouyang De kept calling Lingyi's name, but he couldn't call out loudly, he could only murmur in a low voice. It's not because the night was too quiet, it's not because it's a campus, it's just that he doesn't want to disturb the quiet environment and memories here. In this woods there is the perfect goddess in his heart, his fondest memories, his first madness and intoxication. It was all just a memory that remained in his heart, and he hoped it would be eternal.

"The quiet village was covered with white snow, and under the gloomy sky pigeons flew, and the birch trees were engraved with those two names, and they swore to love each other for the rest of their lives. One day the war burned to his hometown, and the young man picked up a gun and ran to the frontier, sweetheart, don't worry about me, wait for me to come back in that birch forest. The sky is still overcast, there are still pigeons flying, who will prove the love and life without the wooden monument, the snow is still below, the village is still peaceful, and the young people disappear into the birch forest.

The bad news came that afternoon, her sweetheart stood dead on the battlefield in the distance, and she silently came to the birch forest, looking forward to watching and guarding there every day. She said that he was just lost in the distance, that he would come, to this birch forest, where the sky was still overcast, and there were still pigeons flying, who would prove the love and life of those who did not have a wooden monument, the snow was still below, the village was still peaceful, and the young people disappeared into the birch forest. ”

Over and over again, Ouyang De sang in a voice that only he could hear, and while singing, he used a small stone to carve the words "Ouyang Lingyi" on the tree next to him that Lingyi had been entangled with, and he carved it very deeply, very hard, very hard! These four words will share life with the tree.

(I don't remember when the first draft was written, and the last editing time was stuck at 19:58 on November 26, 2002)