Su Xiaoyu left. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Don't wait, don't leave anything to chance, he's going to go, and everything is cleaned up.

But why did he leave?

Why?

Xu Qingluo leaned weakly against the door frame and closed her eyes. The wind poured in through the window and ruffled her freshly arranged hair. Her eyes quickly reddened, but for some reason, she didn't cry. After standing for a while, she walked over and closed the window, then closed the door, turned off the light, and sat cross-legged on the bed in the darkness, and quietly breathed in Su Yu's room.

At eleven o'clock in a quarter of an hour, she opened her eyes on time and changed into a purple dress and went out. The body is still so painful, and the steps are still a little vain. She crossed the road as she always could, into the small park, and sat down in the pavilion at the end of the path.

The night wind was howling, the stone bench was cold, and I don't know how long she sat down, she got up and walked slowly back to the hotel. Standing in front of Su Yu's door again, she knocked on the door, and waited for a while before she slowly pushed the door open. She didn't turn on the light, closed the door with her hand, and continued to sit on Su Yu's bed to breathe.

The night was long. When the light finally began to lighten, she opened her eyes and sat quietly in the direction of the door. Then she got up, washed, changed her clothes, and went out. Soon she sat down on the edge of the flower bed where she usually sat in the little park, but today she did not read, and she held her chin to the entrance of the small park.

A chubby old lady came in with a puppy.

The energetic old man came in doing chest expansion exercises.

Middle-aged people in sportswear ran and jolted in.

A pair of young men came in laughing and talking.

There were so many people, she guessed at their vague figures in the distance, which one would become him when she approached. But no one became him, none of them were him, and she couldn't see him.

But she was still watching, finding, and waiting, and somehow, the clear figure suddenly became blurred, and the blurred figure became even more blurred. She reached out and wiped her eyes, and then wiped them, so the salty and salty things completely wiped the eye sockets, wet and greasy annoying, so annoying, you wipe again, it is still there, you always wipe, it always has, the more you wipe, the more ** the face will be**. It was so annoying, so she cried bitterly, she covered her face with tears in her fingers, and cried loudly, like a little girl who had been robbed of candy.

People passed by, and they all looked at her in amazement. An old man came to ask, but she didn't say a word. She just cried, just wanted to cry.

She lost her "rag doll".

She lost her boy.

The boy who didn't want to be her pet was lost.

Lost.

He's not coming back.

In fact, I knew that he had left, but I couldn't help but think that he would come back.

Really, what reason does he have not to come back?

Can he find a girl who likes him better than me?

Can he live alone in this big city full of bad people?

Can he rest assured that I am alone and living alone in this big city full of bad people?

Is there anything he can do to cure his brain?

What does he do to make a living on his own?

He has no money and no decent clothes, what does he eat, where does he live, will he freeze?

......

The most important thing is that I am so tired and sore, how can he leave me and run away when I need him the most?

......

Xu Qingluo cried for a morning, then wiped away her tears in front of everyone, got up and walked out of the small park. She walked all the way down the long street, carefully searching every station, every pedestrian bridge, every underpass. She wants to find Su Yu.

She had to find Su Yu. She couldn't let go of this guy like this, no one had ever done this to her, she had to teach him a lesson that he would never forget. It's just that she is very seriously injured, and her whole body hurts so much every step she takes, she can't use complex star magic anymore, and she can't domesticate new pets, and Beijing's pets have long been cut off by mysterious people, so she can only find them little by little.

Even so, she was going. Think about the Su Xiaoyu who muttered about himself to the word "valley" written upside down, think about the Su Xiaoyu who stood up for himself in the coffee shop, think about the Su Xiaoyu who doesn't like to eat cold drinks and run the ice cream shop with him, and think about the Su Xiaoyu who is like a fool to himself. She didn't believe that he had no feelings for her, even if she really wanted to separate, she had to see him, ask him why he didn't leave, and then no matter what, she had to tell him the method of cultivation, which was very important to him, even if it was just to do this one thing, she had to find him as soon as possible, of course, there must be more than this one thing in her thoughts, at least she had to cry well: you stupid, I worked so hard to help you find a cure for your brain, but you left me and didn't want me.

She knew that this guy could only make a living by singing, and he couldn't afford to live in a hotel, so the station and the underground passage were his ideal places to go. So she searched the station and the underpass very carefully, street by street. When she was hungry, she bought something to eat on the side of the road, and when she was tired, she found a place to sit on the side of the road, and she wrapped herself from head to toe in cotton clothes, like an ordinary girl, showing only a small half of her snowy and tender face.

She couldn't walk fast, and Beijing was so big and there were so many streets, so she searched for three days and three nights in one go. She didn't need to sleep much, so when she was sleepy, she would find a place to sit down and breathe, and she would be refreshed in a while. She felt that it was more convenient to find someone at night, because Su Xiaoyu would only nest in one place and would not run around. She searched the streets for every place where homeless people or migrant workers were sleeping in the open, sneaking around to see their faces. Those are all strange faces of vicissitudes.

On the morning of the fourth day, it was snowing. It's November, and it's the first snow since the beginning of winter. At first, there were some raindrops, but by noon it gradually turned into goose feather snow, and the city of Beijing became a world of snow. Xu Qingluo bought two hot grilled sausages and sat on a long bamboo chair on the side of the road to bite and eat. The snow seemed to bury her, and gradually dyed her yellow down jacket white. A little sparrow flew over from nowhere and landed on her shoulder, tilting its head to look at her to see that she had eaten half of the roasted sausage in her hand.

She tilted her face in surprise, and the snow shook off her head. One person and one finch looked at each other quietly. Then a girl's voice came from the side: "Baby, come here, go!"

The voice was familiar. She turned her head to see that it was Jin Luohua, who was wearing a pale pink cotton jacket and a white scarf, waving to this side, beckoning to the little sparrow.

The little sparrow turned his head sideways to look at Jin Luohua, and then at Xu Qingluo, but did not move. Xu Qingluo subconsciously stretched out her hand to it, and it jumped onto her hand and pecked lightly in her palm with its pointed mouth.

Jin Luohua glanced at Xu Qingluo in a little surprise, they hadn't directly taken a photo, and she couldn't recognize this girl wrapped in the snow, so she urged again: "Baby, baby, hurry up!"

The little sparrow finally flew up, flew away from Xu Qingluo's hand, landed on Jin Luohua's shoulder, and followed Jin Luohua into a car that had been waiting on the side, and then the car drove along the long street into the snow.

Xu Qingluo didn't look at them again, she looked at her palm, and there was snow falling in her palm, melting, and falling again.

She recalls the brief conversation she had with the little sparrow. That's right, it's "Zhou Ming", and now it's Jin Luohua's pet, and it says that it has seen Su Xiaoyu, and that place is not far from here.

She said thank you in her heart. Thank you, little sparrow, maybe you're better off like this.

She stood up, draped in falling snowflakes, and walked down the street, her steps quickening.

Soon, she descended the stairs into an underground passage. Turning the corner, shaking the snow off her body, she raised her head, and the whole person seemed to be condensed into a statue and stopped moving.

She saw the boy sitting on the ground.

After three days of not seeing him, the boy was a little thinner again, but he was still in good spirits. The young man was wrapped in the women's red tweed dress she gave him, and he looked more and more delicate. The boy played the guitar in his hand and hummed softly in his mouth, it was the song "Accompany You to the End of the World", he played and sang more proficiently. In front of the young man, there were a few one-dollar tickets scattered around, as well as a few coins.

He didn't play the guitar very well, he didn't sing very well, and he kept it over and over again, and it wasn't a popular and flattering tune. People pass back and forth, and few people give him money, but there are many people, and there will always be people who occasionally show kindness.

He played intently, not noticing that a girl was looking at him not far from the side, and watched quietly for a long time. He played it five times in a row, and the girl listened to it five times in a row, and then slowly walked up to him and cast a hundred yuan ticket. Before he could look up in surprise, the girl turned and walked away quickly, leaving him with only a back.

The person was finally found, but Xu Qingluo didn't know how to appear in front of him. You left me, but I ran to you, I was afraid that you would starve and freeze, and I searched for you so hard, but you seemed to live so freely and heartlessly.

Xu Qingluo didn't feel good in her heart, and the fiery energy had long disappeared without a trace. Anyway, the person has been found, and I am not afraid that he will run away again. She dropped a ticket and turned away, went around in circles and turned her head, standing around the corner, outside the crowd, looking at him.

Su Yu stopped playing and singing. He packed his guitar, packed his money, and took the hundred-dollar ticket and looked at it for a while, with a look of joy and confusion on his face. He packed the ticket with great care, walked up the steps with his guitar on his back, took out a steamed bun from his pocket, and walked into the fluttering snow while nibbling on it.

Xu Qingluo followed him quietly, watching him raise his face to look at the snow in the sky while eating steamed buns, and then seemed to be choked by the dry steamed buns, he picked up a pile of snow from the side of the road and stuffed it into his mouth, chewed it, and stretched his neck to swallow it. She suddenly felt so sad, and felt that she was wrong to blame him, how could he be considered to be doing well like this? He just had no heart and no lungs.

The heartless guy finished the dry steamed buns, stood stupidly on the side of the road for a while, and then plunged into a small tree garden next to him. The pine trees were covered with snow, and the snow was piled up under the pine trees, and the thick snow creaked when stepped on. Su Yu ran to the corner of the garden and began to work with his hands and feet, and soon piled the snow together and made a snowman. He used a branch to draw eyebrows on the snowman's face, looked left and right, and seemed not satisfied, so he wiped it off and repainted, and when he was finished, he seemed to be dissatisfied, and continued to paint.

Xu Qingluo hid behind a pine tree and looked at him, and couldn't help but scold in her heart. I don't know how much strength a dry steamed bun gave him, and he actually played with a snowman in this ice and snow. She leaned over and grabbed a handful of snow from the ground, and the wound on her body was pulled again, and there was a heart-rending pain. She clenched into a snow ball with some hatred, and raised her hand to call Su Yu over, but saw Su Yu sitting down on the ground opposite the snowman, exhaled two mouthfuls of white breath, rubbed her hands that were red from cold, and said: "Xu Xiaoluo, long time no see!"

Xu Qingluo was stunned at first, and then her eyes turned red, and two tears rolled down.