The midsummer wind is mixed with cicadas and hot, just like a girl's hot and restless heart.

She had been hiding something on her mind for a long time, and hesitantly she was about to reveal it.

One step ahead of her, the young man's eyes were as clear as morning dew, and his voice was as gentle as ever. He said, "Yu Mian, I'm leaving. I received an admission letter from the Mannister Conservatory of Music."

What else was said later, she can't remember clearly.

In the past two years, only the mottled light and shadow, the warm wind and the fresh soap fragrance in the clothes of the teenager have blurred this memory.

So when she heard in the hospital that Wen Quyi had gone through the formalities for her, she was full of surprise and disbelief.

But thinking about it later, Wen's family has always been warm-hearted. After her parents passed away, she gave her a lot of help, so it makes sense to come over this time.

On the contrary, Yu Mian was very ashamed. It would be fine to trouble others while she was alive, but after death, she could not stop. With a neighbor like her, the Wen family could still collect her corpse in a good-natured manner.

After thinking wildly, he regained his senses and was already standing in the living room of Wen's house.

When Wen's house moved, they didn't take anything with them. The reason why they lived in this old community was because it was the old house of Wen's mother and father. Wen's mother was nostalgic and didn't want to change the place. Later, for Wen Quyi's studies, their family just moved away.

Looking around, the basic furnishings have not changed much, but a layer of dust has accumulated on the furniture, which looks a bit old.

Yu Mian found a fairly clean sofa and sat down, inadvertently glanced at the shelf by the wall, and his eyes stopped suddenly.

There is a black-and-white photo on the shelf. The girl in the photo is wearing a summer school uniform, with a slight smile on her delicate face. The dark blue collar is open, and a slender collarbone is looming, hidden in the snow-white fabric.

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Chapter 1 Photos

Isn't this a picture of her in high school?

Yu Mian still remembered that this was her first year of high school.

campus

Photo taken during the card.

But later, the campus card disappeared at some point, and Yu Mian later reissued a campus card.

But this photo left a deep impression on her, because when she was applying for the campus card, the teacher took a photo of her and said that this photo was very good, and it was the best one he had taken in so many years.

Yu Mian took a look and saw that she was very beautiful in the photo.

Everyone has a love for beauty, and Yu Mian is no exception. Every day when she looks at her beautiful photos, her mood will improve.

After she lost her campus card, she searched for it for a long time, but unfortunately she couldn't find it, and finally had to re-issue one.

The long-lost photo reappeared in front of me, but changed from color to black and white, looking both familiar and unfamiliar.

Yu Mian stood up and approached, stroking the girl's childish face with her fingertips, her heart was up and down for a while, and her heart was filled with inexplicable sadness.

Wen Quyi came out of the kitchen, holding a cup of tea in his hand, standing behind the stunned girl.

"Does she look like you?"

The young boy's clear voice sounded in his ears, as clean as a gurgling stream flowing through the lonely valley.

Piao Yuan's thoughts were pulled back, Yu Mian turned her head to look at the young man, and pursed the corner of her lower lip lightly.

Maybe her mood was too complicated, she didn't know what to say, so she fell silent.

In fact, she didn't need an answer, so Wen Quyi smiled lightly, with a self-deprecating smile: "If it wasn't for sure that she was dead, I would have thought she was not dead and was standing in front of me."

Yu Mian's heart skipped a beat, and he almost thought he saw something. He wanted to ask him why he had this photo, but now he didn't dare to ask.

She stammered out a sentence: "Well, if Yu Mian knew about it, I would be very relieved to see that you miss her so much."

The boy fixed a look at her, as if confirming her identity again.

After a long time, when Yu Mian was looking at him with a lot of anxiety, he withdrew his gaze as if giving up, and handed over the teacup in his hand, "I just went home, the house is a mess, there is only tea."

"It's okay, thank you." Yu Mian took the disposable teacup and shook her head to show that she didn't mind.

From Wen Quyi's move, she finally felt a touch of familiarity. This young man was still so gentle and polite in his bones.

She looked at his warm eyebrows and wanted to ask him how he had been in the past two years, but she opened her mouth and swallowed it all back.

After changing his identity, his former friend has become a stranger. Even if he still has a lot of words in his heart, it is not suitable to talk about it at this moment.

Yu Mian turned her head and noticed that behind the black-and-white photo was a white porcelain altar. The porcelain altar was not large, with a round belly and blue-blue cloud patterns. It looked nothing special, but Yu Mian felt that there was something inside. It should be her ashes.

Seeing your own death from a bystander's point of view is like a dream.

Seeing that she was looking at the urn, Wen Quyi said, "This is from Yu Mian."

"Yeah, I know." After looking at it for a long time, it became a little strange and felt awkward, Yu Mian turned and sat back on the sofa, took a sip of tea with a cup of tea, "That...Yu Mian told me about you, you seem to be Studying abroad, I really trouble you this time, and I came back specially to help her deal with the funeral."

Wen Quyi glanced at her unexpectedly, "Did she tell you about me?"

Yu Mian was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect him to focus on this. After a while, he said, "Yeah, she said that she has a very enthusiastic neighbor named Wen Quyi. If that's right...is that you?"

"It's me." Hearing her say that, Wen Quyi's eyes dimmed, and she lowered her eyes and said, "Since she told you, I won't introduce more."

Yu Mian vaguely felt that his mood suddenly became lower, did she say something wrong? But think about it, she didn't say anything.

But what is certain is that his mood changed after she finished speaking, or did her arrival disturb him?