This world is not without who will stop, let alone fall apart.
No matter what life and death you have experienced, hit disaster, tear deep blood in your heart, and toss and turn in the absurd night until dawn. At the moment when you face the world, it is still sunny, the breeze is not dry, the prosperity is like brocade, and the traffic is busy.
The world dyed white is just one less Jiang Yuyan.
It's just.
Dye Bai personally extinguished the absurd and chaotic emotion. It seems to be annihilated in her heart, but it seems to be pressed in the deepest place and locked in a small box in the memory wilderness. No one knows.
Only the occasional moment,
Will come out without warning,
Stirring the whole world.
When the winter of the next year dies and the stars are bright, can my old friend come back?
…
One year later,
It was cold and chilly in spring that a continuous rain kept brushing the vast sky with a gray color. The cold wind was still fierce, and the temperature was still cold in the severe winter not long ago.
Ju family,
Standing in the white villa in the quiet zone,
A breeze sent gently. When it brushed, it opened a corner of the White Tulle curtain hanging on the side and danced in the air. The sun was unstoppable and shone in through the glass window, gently scattering broken gold and jumping all over the ground.
Half shines on the girl's silhouette. In the halo, it is sacred and beautiful. It is just exquisite. It is not thick ink and heavy color. On the contrary, it is clean and elegant, just like Xu xutu's ink painting. The landscape is painted, cold and indifferent.
The slightly drooping eyelashes are dark and slender, and the fingers of the persistent brush are white and beautiful.
Perfection is like art.
Like a God.
It is a God's residence that spans life and death from the past to the future and is forever engraved in Jiang YuYan's heart.
The girl is dressed in white, with ice and snow temperament, such as bamboo integrity. The bright moon and stars are gathered between her eyebrows and eyes, with clear snow color. The eyes and tail outline the indifference and coolness of the breeze and the moon.
At a glance,
Full of joy for many years.
In front of her,
It's a drawing board and painting tools.
On the snow-white drawing paper, only a few strokes are used to outline the line outline of a figure. He is probably a young man, slender and tall.
Time passes like water, falling from your fingertips and accumulating the emotion of your life.
Ranbai writes, depicting and outlining the appearance of Jiang Yuyan in the depths of memory.
Jiang Yuyan;
At dusk, Jiang Yuyan, who is cold and noble, has a sudden mind;
In the crowd of people, we are determined to move towards the White River Yuyan;
Jiang Yuyan, who won the race and held the trophy
When Gu Lanxi came in, he saw such a picturesque scene. It was really pleasing to the eyes and pleasing to the eyes.
Gu Lanxi licked his lower lip.
My little sister's appearance is really speechless.
If she doesn't feel and firmly believe that miss can't like her, she will feel that the lilies of her hometown can bloom again.
Gu Lanxi didn't bother ranbai, and ranbai ignored Gu Lanxi's meaning.
After a long pause, ran Bai was stunned, put down his brush, turned around and walked to the side, skillfully picked up the calendar placed in the most prominent position on the desktop, and directly started to tear it after looking at the time indifferently.
The girl's fingers were long and cold and white. Her fingertips pressed against a corner of the calendar and tore them off neatly. It didn't stop, but it continued.
Page by page, hissing patiently.
As if this is a major project, it is completed with a rigorous and focused attitude.
Gu Lanxi: "
coming! coming!
The little sister came with the calendar again!
Gu Lanxi doesn't know what the meaning of dyeing white is, but it has been there since a very early time in the past year.
At the beginning, Gu Lanxi was still confused and hesitated to ask what he was doing.
At that time,
There was no pause in the movement of dyed white hands, but he spoke with an expressionless face, and the fluctuation of the voice line was always maintained at a level.
"Jiang Yuyan said he could come back next year."
"When I finish tearing up the calendar, he'll be back."
Dye Bai selectively ignored the other words on the envelope and grabbed only four words to piece together a message.
Come back next year.
Gu Lanxi:???
Gu Lanxi: "
No, this, this... It's amazing.
Gu Lanxi can't believe when ranbai will make such a childish move.
With all due respect,
Even if you tear up ten calendars in one day, those who come back after that year can't come back tomorrow!
But Gu Lanxi didn't dare to say so. She was afraid of being warned by her little sister's death. After being messy in the wind for a while, she just proposed in fear: "that, that... Continue?"
That's what happened.
Gu Lanxi thought that dyeing white would not last too long, but she didn't think of it at all.
Unknowingly, it has been a year.
Little sister... Are you waiting for Jiang Yuyan?
Gu Lanxi sipped some pan dry lips and looked at dye white like that.
And dyed white, after tearing it to February 6, suddenly stopped on that page, and the snow-white fingertips stopped there without any action.
As if still.
Gu Lanxi took a careful look.
February 6,
It's today.
Tomorrow is February 7th,
Last year's new year was on February 7, but this year's new year passed early and arrived at the end of January.
"Tomorrow." ran Bai lowered her eyes and stared at the calendar. Then she raised her eyes. A pair of peach blossom eyes were filled with a bone chilling feeling and a little incomprehensible emotion. Her voice was very light, and she accurately sent out the syllables of each word: "he's coming back."
Who is he,
Gu Lanxi knows better.
Hearing ranbai's words, Gu Lanxi was stunned there for a long time, but he didn't know what to say.
In fact, Gu Lanxi wants to ask why ranbai is.
Why?
Yes
Do you like it?
A very unreal question.
In fact, Gu Lanxi also saw it in her eyes this year. She could not clearly understand ranbai's mind, but she could clearly understand that the young man named Jiang Yuyan had left a deep and unforgettable pen at the bottom of ranbai's heart, occupying one side and forever.
But at the same time, Gu Lanxi gets along with ranbai, and can also know about Shi Qingci. Over the past year, he has always been good to ranbai in every way. Whether he is resisted or rejected, the scenery is beautiful, and the gentleman is like jade.
The perfect makes Gu Lanxi feel very unreal.
But Gu Lanxi does feel that these two people are very suitable together, but other people's things are not her feeling. How ranbai chooses depends on herself.
Gu Lanxi looked at the person in front of him with complex eyes, licked his lips, and stopped talking. In the end, he didn't ask the question hidden in the bottom of his heart.
Ranbai obviously doesn't pay attention to Gu Lanxi's thoughts. Now all her attention is focused on February 7.
And drew a heavy mark with a red pen.
Ranbai is thinking about a lot of problems.
For example, where will Jiang Yuyan go when he comes back.
For example, she thinks she won't let Jiang Yuyan go again