Jiang Dusheng didn't know how to mention this in July 7th, but they did agree that they would never forget each other in their whole lives.
"Well, I'll always remember you and never forget you."
In any case, the youth or follow the girl, back to such a sentence.
Therefore, with a smile on July 7th, she looks forward to her future more and more. It seems that an angel falls into the world, almost without food or fire.
Because of its location, it is here in the mountains. Although it is not very high, it can still be seen from a distance. Not far from the bottom of the mountain, it is hazy.
"July 7th, it's cold in the night. Let's go back first, eh? Wait for tomorrow. The weather will be better. Let's go up the mountain again... "
Looking at it, it's not early. Jiang Twilight suggested it.
In the dark, seven seven seven listened to the youth's words, with a faint look and unspeakable sadness: "go back? I'm afraid I can't go back! "
Jiang Dusheng's uneasiness, which was just under pressure, shows up again a little bit. When he comes to the end, he will hold the girl's hand: "seven seven, you..."
The voice did not fall, but at this moment, listening to a scream, in the silence sounded, as if a sign of a storm.
"The dead Dead! Ah... "
Maybe it's late at night, or it's just rained. Most people in the village rest at home and never go out.
Accompanied by this sound, it immediately disturbed many people. When they went to see it, they made a louder voice, one after another, disturbing the small Jiangjia village.
Dead people?
Jiang dusk frowned. Because they were so far away, they didn't know what was going on there. They just listened to a mess. There were some lights shining in the distance.
That position, should be near the river, suddenly happened to the dead, can not help but guess, is not falling into the river?
In any case, this kind of amazing thing makes people trance, especially the sound of river twilight, and the bottom of my heart sinks endlessly.
Inexplicably, he went back to see July 7th, she turned her back to him and was still frolicking with Liuying, as if it was not affected at all.
Therefore, Jiang Murong's face is clear and meaningful. He smiles quietly and curls up his hands unconsciously. He slowly clenches them into fists and tries to control his emotions.
Even if there is no turning back, 77 still clearly felt, with a look on his back, cautiously looking at himself, smiling back.
"What's the matter, little brother? Why do you look at me like this... "
Seven seven is a group of innocent, like children who do not know the world.
I don't know what to say. Jiang murmur, across inch by inch distance, lets the cool night wind blow and gently opens his mouth: "July 7, didn't you hear it? There, a body was found... "
"Oh, so?"
A little crooked, seven seven seven face ignorant, full of puzzled look: "found the body, and I have what relationship? Little brother, I'm not interested in corpses. "
If it's not a girl, I'm not interested in talking about corpses. It's as simple as commenting on the weather.
Perhaps, Jiang Twilight can deceive himself, because he thinks too much and shouldn't connect the two.
For a long time, Jiang Twilight didn't make a sound again, just a young girl. She was opening her arms to meet the night wind. Her figure was thin and pitiful.
Until the sound of the police car came from the bottom of the mountain. The whistle of the police car was so harsh that it could not be ignored. It was so loud on the top of people's heart.
"Seven seven..."
After all, river Twilight opened again, a complex call.
After that, he still went forward, steadily took the girl's hand, slipped into her fingers, firmly clasped ten fingers.
At the end of July 7th, the starry eyes are better than the light of the sky, mixed with a little doubt, so he said softly: "July 7th, I will take you home, this kind of thing is not suitable to be outside again."
Jiang murmur said, almost indistinguishable, to take the girl back.
In the late summer night, there were insects and frogs around, only two of them, on the mountain If you don't look at the foot of the mountain, it's just a circle. It's like one night, there are only two people left.
"Little brother, there's no time..."
Seven seven was led by the youth, forced to go forward a few steps, barely stop.
Then, she raised her hand and broke off the ten fingers they held, one by one: "I'm sorry, I really don't have time."
However, Jiang murmured back and looked at July 7th tenderly: "are you tired? It doesn't matter. I'll carry you down the mountain. "
He said, facing the girl, turn around and slowly squat down, as before, can lie on her back.
"River twilight, you go down the mountain first. I'll wait here for you... "
Looking at the broad back of the young man on July 7, he was still merciful. He didn't want to involve him in the right and wrong.
Jiang Dusheng's body is stiff. He gets up slowly and looks at the girl again.
On the other hand, it's July 7th, when I glanced casually, I saw some wild stars in the sky. In this dark night, they were blooming with light white light blue and sending out pure beauty.
"Although the place here is small, it is better to have fresh air, free and carefree. If you can, I hope to come back here someday... "On July 7, I picked up a bunch of stars and took a deep breath of air while holding them in my hands.
At this point, Jiang Twilight can no longer pretend to be silly. There is something in the girl's words, one sentence after another Perhaps, as early as in the beginning, it should be aware of something wrong, the same people do not have the same character.
"For you, little brother."
Hand the stars in your hands to the youth, and smile in seven or seven words, as if you had seen them for the first time.
No, it's not the first time.
She came here after a long journey, feeling very boring.
But inadvertently, I met a young man walking up and down the mountain, holding a bunch of stars That scene met, seven seven lips a smile, it is the most beautiful scene.
Unfortunately, no matter how beautiful the scene is, it will end up.
In her mind, she has a lot of memories, all kinds of love and hate in the past life and this life However, these do not belong to themselves, but more to Luozheng, which is the memory of Luozheng.
Her memory starts from meeting Jiang dusk, even if it's very short, it's still worth it.
Jiang Dusk's voice is slightly stiff. In the girl's insistence, she reaches out to take over slowly.
In an instant, the smile of a young girl is more beautiful than the stars in her hand. She turns around and reads a sentence in her mouth: "how can I meet you"
in this most beautiful moment
for this
I've been praying for five hundred years before Buddha
praying for Buddha makes us have a dust relationship
Buddha is turning me into a tree Next to
in the sun
cautiously full of flowers
flowers are the hope of my previous life
when you approach
please listen carefully to
the trembling leaves
are the passion I wait for
and when you finally walk through
the flowers that fall behind you are not petals
that is my withered heart "
Seven seven read, or back to the youth, looking up at the stars, voice tender incomparable: "little brother, do you like this poem?"
For a long time, no one answered, 77 didn't care, always standing quietly.
Finally, Jiang Dusheng's question came: "July 7, who is that corpse?"