CH 11.1

The one she was looking for not only had these eight characters but also had her and his names written on the back, which was carved by him in the summer when they came.

The gloves were too thick, and she felt that it was in the way, so she simply took off the gloves and continued to turn them one by one.

After a while, she suddenly realized something and began to regret that she was too stupid just now. After so many years, how could it be still on the outer layer of the chain? So, she pushed aside the new layer above and looked for the old locks that had been eroded by the wind and rain.

A lot of metal objects are cold and hard, hanging there in the wind and the sun for an unknown amount of time, many handwritings on the lock surface are covered with rust and ice ballast, and the original appearance cannot be distinguished. She wiped them off one by one with her fingers and got closer to identify them carefully.

When she did all this, her thoughts were very clear, and she didn't want to cry or shed tears.

Gradually, her feet felt numb, and she simply sat down on the spot.

But, one, another, one, another... none of them was it.

The red sun on the other side of the mountain has already jumped out, and those excited cheers and shouts have reached their peak.

Then, a figure stood in front of Zeng Li.

Zeng Li only thought that the other party was going to pass by, so she moved to the side to let him out. Unexpectedly, the visitor did not leave, but asked, "What are you looking for?"

Zeng Li raised her head when she heard the sound, and saw that the person was actually Ai Jingchu, she was a little embarrassed, "Why are you here?"

"I woke up just now and felt the time was right, so I came to catch the sunrise," he said.

"Then you're late." The first light of dawn had already appeared, and he was still scoffing with her here.

"What are you looking for?" he asked again, ignoring her words.

"The lock I used to put here."

"How long has it been?" he continued.

Zeng Li suddenly felt a little angry, "It's none of your business."

"I've seen them change the chains every few months, and at the same time throw away all the locks, otherwise it's too heavy and the armrests won't hold up and break."

After speaking, Ai Jingchu noticed Zeng Li's hand, the fingers were black and dirty and had been frozen red, and there were many scratches on the back of the hand by the corners of the copper lock.

In fact, he had been watching her from a distance for a long time.

Originally, he was going to check out after getting up to wash up, but he opened the window and found that the weather was fine, and remembered that she asked him to watch the sunrise last night, so he simply went out by himself.

He didn't take the cable car and walked up the steps alone. When he was about to reach the top, he saw Zeng Li walking alone on another path with a dazed expression, and he followed her after a moment of anxiety.

Originally, Ai Jingchu didn't want to disturb her, but in the end, he couldn't hold back.

"Get up," he said.

"I'm not looking for it anymore, just taking a look."

"Zeng Li."

"The sunrise is almost gone, hurry up, it is none of your concern here." After she finished impatiently, she switched place again, signaling Ai Jingchu to leave quickly, and then she started to look at the lock.

He squatted down and said slowly to her in an unwavering tone: "If you couldn't go back to the hotel last night, it's none of my concern, the child's accident is none of my concern, and the stupid things you do here now are none of my concern. But, Zeng Li, I took care of it all."

The mountain wind blew, making a hua~la hua~la sound in the ears of the two.

"I don't know what happened to you, but you are no longer a child, and the hope of life is not pinned on such things."

On the other side of Guanri Cliff, people shouted various slogans, sentences and names at sunrise, one after another.

Suddenly, a little girl shouted at the sea of ​​clouds in the air:

"Hey hey hey - Xie Xiaoyu - I love you -"

Then, a male voice shouted out in a more excited voice: "I—got it—"

Then there was a burst of laughter from the others.

Under such a festive and lively atmosphere, Zeng Li suddenly felt that something was surging in her heart and shed tears quietly.

"I'm sorry," she said.

He's such a good person, and she actually hurt him with her word when she was sulking.

"I'm sorry," she said again.

Ai Jingchu silently handed her a tissue.

"Do I look funny?" Zeng Li asked.

He wanted to say something to comfort her, but after thinking about it for a long time, he couldn't come up with a suitable word.

She added: "I've been stupid since I was a child, afraid of life, timid, and poor memory. It takes me an hour to memorize a text that others can memorize in ten minutes. Sometimes I have to memorize it with difficulty. I was so nervous that I couldn't pronounce a word.

"Once when I was playing basketball in PE class, other boys threw the ball at me very hard. When I caught it, I sprained my finger, but I didn't dare to say it, because I was afraid that the teacher would say that I was squeamish and that I was afraid that my classmates would say that I was a snitch, even though it was very painful, I had to endure it. I didn’t dare to tell my mother when I got home, because I was afraid she would run to the teacher and the school. When I was uncomfortable, I thought, I’ll just endure it, but it really won’t hurt after a while. But the knuckles were bulging. Later, my mother took me to see it, and the doctor said that it had been too long and it cannot be cured. "

She recounted the trivial matters calmly as if she would go mad if she didn't say it now if she didn't find someone to vent about