"Age."
This reminded Lin Kaemian of the scene when he sent him home a few years ago. At that time, they were young, ignorant, and ignorant, but they liked it enough. Under the streetlight, the boy kissed her carefully.
Hearing the sound, the young man turned around slowly and unnaturally carried the plastic bag behind his back. He was motionless. Watching Lin Kaemian walking towards him.
"Long time no see."
"Yeah. Long time no see."
"What have you been busy with lately? I haven't heard anything from you."
"Nothing to do. I have some news worth hearing."
"I want to drink, take me to your house and sit down."
…
Opening the door, the small house is extremely neat. The photo frame on the table is very eye-catching. It was taken during the summer vacation when they went to the ropeway together.
Chen Yan realized that she was looking at the photo frame, so he walked forward naturally, put the plastic bag on the table, turned the photo frame upside down, walked to the bed, and plopped it gently.
"Do you mind if I smoked a cigarette before leaving?"
"I don't mind. It's acceptable."
"Yeah, sorry."
"Have you already quit smoking? Why do you want to relapse?"
Lin Mu Mian looked at this man and really wanted to go up and hug him. He looked broken and there was no trace of his peers.
"I can't quit."
Not even half a moment passed. The young man continued.
"What about you? Why did you come back to China?"
"I'm here to find you."
The boy sat on the edge of the bed, with his back to her, and lit another cigarette.
Lin Kaemian walked up to him, snatched it away, threw it on the ground and stepped on it a few times.
"Chen Nian, I came to you to tell you that aunt is not dead, she did not reject you, and I did not reject you either."
Chen Yan raised his head and stared at her.
She is exactly the same as before.
…
The memory is quite fuzzy.
I just remember that she always liked to say something.
"Anyone who gives up is a fool."
Purpose: Cherish the broom, cherish the day and cherish the strength