A memory has a password. As long as the time, place, and characters are combined correctly, no matter how long it has been forgotten, that person or scene will be picked up again in forgetfulness. You may say, "Isn't it all in the past?" In fact, the past is just that.
Time, you still can't escape, the fate of smiling or sad when you think of it, that kind of fate is called "powerless".
When I came to the small tile-roofed house where I once lived again, I was surprised.
Because I searched very carefully here but could not find Xiaoye.
But Leng Peichen said with a smile, "People always make mistakes. They always look for things lower than their own sight. Not everyone who walks on the road is on the road. Don't you know that people can go to high places?
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He smiled and pointed to the tall buildings on both sides.
I raised my head in surprise and saw that the midday sun was particularly dazzling.
In the dim sunlight, I saw a little black shadow on the roof of the building.
"Xiaoye..." I exclaimed.
Xiaoye sat quietly on the eaves of the building, with her feet vertically downward, one foot wearing slippers and the other bare.
Only then did I realize that the shoes in the ruins were not hers but his.
I hurriedly ran into the building and pressed the elevator button frantically. But the elevator door wouldn't open.
I was so anxious that I almost cried. I took off my high heels and ran up the stairs like crazy.
My Xiaoye, nothing can happen to you!
By the time I reached the sixth floor, I already felt like I was hypoxic. It was as if my lungs were full of water and I couldn't breathe oxygen.
I leaned on the handrail of the stairs, panting, and had to climb up with difficulty. There were twenty-seven floors in total. I didn't even finish a quarter of the way.
Just then, the elevator dinged and opened. Inside, Mu Shiqin held my shoes in one hand and pressed the elevator door with the other, looking at me expressionlessly.
"Fuck!" I cursed and walked in.
In the elevator, Mu Shiqin looked at me panting, shook his head, and smiled softly, "The price of impulse."
After saying that, he squatted down and helped me put on my high heels.
His palms were so hot that when they touched my feet, they felt unbearably hot.
The elevator stopped at the top floor. Mu Shiqin and I ran up together.
The sunlight on the top floor is scorching, perhaps because it is closer to the sky.
I couldn't care so much and walked directly towards Xiaoye.
"Xiaoye! Xiaoye!"
Hearing my call, Xiaoye slowly turned his head, his fine hair blocked one of his empty eyes, and only one of his eyes looked at me, blinking constantly.
I walked over slowly and hugged him.
The moment I hugged him, tears couldn't stop pouring out.
"Xiaoye, you scared mom to death! Why did you come here? Do you know that mom worked so hard to find you. Mom is so sad that she can't see you! Mom is worried to death... Xiaoye, how could you do this?
It disappeared without a word."
Xiao Ye was silent. I thought he would not answer me. But unexpectedly, he said "I'm sorry..."
Those three words could only be said lightly, but they were full of guilt and grievance.
I looked at him in surprise. "Xiaoye, Xiaoye, you spoke? Xiaoye, my Xiaoye, you spoke!"
I held him tightly in my arms, turned around and shouted excitedly to Mu Shiqin behind me, "Xiaoye has spoken! Xiaoye has spoken!"
I don't know why I told him. Maybe I was too excited.
Under the sun, Mu Shiqin stretched out his most charming smile. It was not cold, not sarcastic, not artificial, not cold. It was a smile in the true sense. Relaxed and natural.