Autumn is the best season for bj. The sky is high and the golden leaves are flying and falling from the trees on both sides of the road.
Caesar drove an open-top car and strolled slowly through the old city. In the back seat of the car was a nanmu birdcage he had just bought. Inside was a myna that could speak human language. On the passenger seat was a birdcage spread out.
Big red wedding dress.
He opened the kraft paper Mingbj map and found that he was crossing Chang'an Avenue to Xibianmen.
The mottled monochrome map had various place names with ancient meanings written in very small characters, which made him truly realize that the city under the wheel had thousands of years of history.
Thinking back hundreds of years ago, there were ancient shops on both sides of the streets. Servants carried sedans and ran loudly shouting "get out of the way". Looking far away, you can see the palace city with the yellow glazed roof. The streets were full of beautiful girls wearing skirts that reached the floor.
Ancient costume, opening this picture is like opening a piece of history.
And your beloved girl is also in this city. She has long dark red hair, wears a baseball cap, blows bubble gum, and walks deep in the streets with her hands in the pockets of her jeans.
You are separated by a high wall, and you may accidentally miss it at both ends of the long and narrow alley.
"Are you going out for a walk today? I bought you a gift." Caesar texted Nono.
"I've already gone out for a walk by myself. I won't look for you anymore. You can come find me." Nono replied a few minutes later.
Caesar was stunned.
Of course he didn't mind looking for Nono, but Nono didn't tell him where to find her.
He tried to call Nono's number again, but the phone was turned off.
"What a maverick girl." Caesar was a little helpless.
Sometimes Caesar would feel that Nono was very close to him, so close that he could smell her breath, but at the same time he felt that she was far away.
The one who originally called Nono the "little witch" was Caesar. You will never understand that you can guess everything a witch does, her thoughts are always wild and unconstrained.
During the summer vacation, Caesar accompanied her on a trip to Stockholm. Nono touched the high wall in the narrow alley and walked with her eyes closed.
She suddenly pointed to a piece of polished ground and told a story, saying that there was an old hawker doing business here in the 18th century. The hawker had no legs, so he always sat on the ground. The deep marks on the ground were because
He held iron blocks in his hands to help him walk, and the small scratches on the wall were the bills he used to calculate his income.
Thinking of Nono at that moment, Caesar stepped on the accelerator hard.
It was a crisp autumn day, they were supposed to meet each other, and he had plenty of free time, and the gas tank had just been filled up. He wanted to drive fast across the city to find the girl he loved. It didn't matter if he didn't have an address. He had heard his girl say it
He can recall every fun place in bj city.
Nuonuo leaned against a telephone pole on the roadside, chewing gum and blowing bubbles.
She didn't tell Caesar where she was. It wasn't just a petty behavior when her girlfriend was unhappy. In most cases, she didn't know whether she was happy or not, and she didn't know what she wanted. She just did it when she thought of it.
No matter when or where.
Just like when I walked outside the screening hall last year and saw the projectionist uncle taking Zhao Menghua’s money and bag, everyone was preparing for the opening scene of the show, and a certain idiot happily thought it was his home stadium. She suddenly
I really hate this kind of tragedy that is being staged step by step, and it doesn't matter if I want to interrupt or destroy this damn, uncreative tragedy.
She really doesn't care about many things, but she doesn't like the feeling of powerlessness, the feeling that no matter how hard you try, you will eventually be played by fate.
The bubble suddenly burst, leaving Nono with a look on his face.
Nuonuo looked at the intersection ahead in surprise, as a familiar silhouette flew past there.
Xia Mi?
Shouldn't she be staying in that small southern city with Chu Zihang and Fingel at this time?
She hesitated and followed quietly,
Cassel's junior year course taught reconnaissance and counter-reconnaissance, but just a few lessons into the junior year class, they were sent by the college to perform tasks.
Nono made good use of her knowledge and almost lost him several times. Watching Xia Mi go in and out of various supermarkets, her hands were soon filled with large and small bags.
She was a little confused and took out her cell phone to call Chu Zihang to ask, but finally put it down.
Finally, Xia Mi walked into the subway station, and Nono followed after a while, but found that he had completely lost her whereabouts.
She stood in the subway station and looked around, but she could never find the girl in the endless crowd.
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The twilight sun shone through the sparse and slanting branches that covered the sky and fell on the old community.
Xia Mi ran through the falling leaves carrying large and small bags.
This is an old community hidden behind high-rise buildings. It is full of tall plane trees. The leaves have fallen off, and the dead branches cut the dim sunlight into pieces.
The corridor was filled with the aroma of cooking dinner, and the sound left by her heels was like a brisk music.
She walked through the falling leaves and walked up the stairs with long strides.
The corridor was filled with the aroma of the neighbors' food, and the sound of stir-frying with a spatula echoed clearly in my ears.
Key, insert, turn left twice.
Even though she hadn't done this set of movements for a long time, she was still extremely skilled and could do it in one go.
After that, she pushed open the door and shouted loudly: "I'm back!"
What answered her was the dust rising in the house and the rustling of leaves in the wind outside the window.
The twilight sun rushed towards her face, casting a long shadow behind her.
A shadow that is lonely and never shows weakness.
Xia Mi walked into the house and closed the door.
Facing the door is a huge floor-to-ceiling window, outside which the huge sunset is setting.
The dim sunlight casts the shadow of the window pane on the ground, like a black cage, and maybe a girl's heart is imprisoned in the cage.
The metal window frames were badly rusted, several pieces of glass were broken, and the night breeze came in and wandered into every corner of the house.
She sat on the floor, with her back against the floor-to-ceiling window, and the setting sun behind her. She opened the dusty book with a photo inside, and gently smoothed the creases on the photo with her fingers.
The photo was a group photo of the cheerleading team, but in the upper left corner, a boy who entered by mistake turned his head to look at the camera, his expressionless face like a piece of ice that will not melt.
Her hand dropped down, and the photo fell to the ground quietly.
She turned her head and looked at the shadow of the window pane reflected on the floor. The setting sun slowly fell behind her, darkness spread from the window, and her long shadow was projected on the wall.
During those years, a lonely and stubborn girl lived in this room.
She has no parents, no dementia brother, and naturally no one to cook for her and talk to her.
She stood in the shadow of the window pane, looking at the strange and familiar world outside through the floor-to-ceiling windows, listening to the bustling sounds outside, and pondering the words and deeds of human beings alone.
She lives in this narrow room, surrounded by people, like an isolated island in the sea, surrounded by endless sea water, with no one like her, only herself.
She looked at the brightly lit tall buildings in the distance, imagining that one day she would change to a big house, and the layout of the house should be according to her preferences and wishes. She played dress-up games and collected many layout plans, such as installing a Swing, so that you can sit on the swing and fall asleep lazily every night...
That was the biggest secret in her heart, the most beautiful dream she had ever had as Xia Mi, and she told all this to a boy without reservation.
But she still ran away from the boy in panic.
Xia Mi took out her phone and unlocked the screen, her face illuminated by fluorescent light.
She opened the photo album. Apart from some photos of snacks and delicious food, there was only one photo that was saved independently outside all categories.
There are only two shadows in the photo, two very close to each other. The photo was taken at four o'clock in the afternoon on this early autumn day. The girl's shadow leaned forward and seemed to be stepping forward to kiss the boy's lips.
She stared silently at the two figures who seemed to be close to Chi Chi in the photo. She tapped her finger on the delete button, and the phone automatically popped up "Do you confirm deletion?"
Her fingers hovered on the confirmation button, but did not fall down for a long time.
Why on earth do you have hope?
Is it because he inexplicably broke the seal on his own memory?
It was obvious from the beginning that there would be no outcome between humans and dragons.
But why... do you still have expectations?
Because there is a monster-like existence standing behind him?
But that guy can't even take care of himself, so he doesn't have the energy to take care of others.
Her icy soft hands interlocked at some point, and she hugged her knees. Her black hair tied into a high ponytail fell on her slightly curled back, and she buried her head in her knees, like a wounded little monster. Hiding in the darkness and licking his wounds alone.
After going round and round, she finally returned to .asxs. Nothing had changed, and all her efforts seemed to be just bubbles that were blown away by the wind.
Suddenly there was light footsteps outside the door.
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Chu Zihang got off the bus and stood on the platform.
The afterglow of the setting sun shone slantly from the horizon where telegraph poles and antennas intersected. Only the fonts on the mottled stop signs could be vaguely made out. The dim sunlight gave him the illusion that he had returned to a long time ago.
This is the old town.
He walked along the route in his memory and came to the old community he visited many years ago.
There used to be a girl who lived here, but later moved away. I heard that she moved to BJ when her parents' jobs changed, but in fact, the girl had no parents at all.
She came to this city alone, and finally left alone.
She returned to this city again after many years, and it seemed that she had someone she loved and someone who loved her, but in the end she still left alone, dragging her body and mind with scars.
Time has changed many things, but it seems that it has not changed her destiny.
Chu Zihang stopped in front of a huge sycamore tree and raised his head silently.
He seemed to have returned to many years ago at this moment.
The girl in the white dress just stood under the tree and looked up at the lush branches and leaves. The sunlight falling between the leaves fell dappled on the hem of her skirt.
She stood under the tree eagerly, and suddenly looked sideways. The boy she had promised was riding a bicycle, and a smile appeared between her eyebrows.
He watched the girl get into the boy's back seat and gently put her hands around the boy's waist. Their destination was the aquarium.
What was going on in her mind at that moment?
he does not know.
He couldn't figure out what she was thinking, and he felt like he didn't understand her at all.
Chu Zihang suddenly remembered the debate match he went to watch with Xia Mi in the college.
The theme of that debate was "Do Pure-Blooded Dragons Have Love?", but what remained fresh in his memory was not the topic, which was so dazzling now that he thought about it, but the fact that the organizer dramatically divided a couple into pros and cons.
, started a love and killing relationship.
It was also on that day that Xia Mi asked him that if one day they inevitably stood on opposite sides and became each other's enemies, would he let her win?
His answer was "yes".
Her answer was also "yes".
She said no matter how many times, she would let him win.
But if the ending given by Lu Mingfei is used as a reference, she did what she said, but he broke the promise.
Chu Zihang thought of the huge screening room again, the light and shadow changing on the faces of boys and girls, and the interlude of the movie music playing in his mind.
The screen jumped and jumped to the aquarium many years ago.
He saw the girl standing next to him again, stretching out her finger and tapping the turtle's nose through the glass.
He had also seen her on the long street where sycamore leaves had fallen on the ground.
I also saw her passing the back of her head in a single ponytail among the dense crowd at the basketball court.
I saw her looking calmly into the distance while pushing her bicycle up a mountain at dusk.
There is also the figure of her taking off her dancing shoes and stepping barefoot on the edge of the flower bed, with her hands stretched out as if walking on a single-plank bridge. The night wind blows by, and the yellow leaves swirl and fall from her side. It is so beautiful that it makes people feel eternal.
memorable.
She once led herself to a grand performance in the middle of the dance floor. Under the gorgeous lights, her skirt was as eye-catching as a peacock's tail.
She once sat by the window in the library and described her ideal "home" to him. At that time, the longing and lingering in her eyes almost melted everything.
She had also sat quietly next to him and her junior brother, opening cans of beer for them with a smile, and fiddling with the ring-shaped pull tabs with her slender fingers.
He suddenly froze.
How many times has he seen this girl?
Does he really not understand her?
How could he not understand her!
He has seen so many sides of her, so he should be the person who knows her best in the world!
There are so many stories between them, are they all false?
The harsh sound of brakes, followed by a familiar shout, lacked the profoundness that flashed across that night, and was completely out of tune.
"Hey, classmate, do you want a ride?"
Fingel, who had messy blond hair, rolled down the window. This guy got a Wuling van from nowhere and grinned at him.
"Get in the car, someone wants to see you."
Chu Zihang turned around.
"Lu Mingfei?"
"Of course not. If that guy wants to see you, you can just come by yourself. Do you need me to come and pick him up?" Fingel glared at him. He patted the car window and said passionately, "Young man! Take you with me."
Go and experience the love between the older generation!"
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"Sister, you seem to have come to a place you shouldn't have come to."
Xia Mi raised his head, smiled lightly, and looked at the red-haired woman who broke into the room without permission.
"If you are too curious, you will really die."
This chapter has been completed!