So far, she knows almost nothing about Shangguang except for a layer of uncertain photographer's identity.

Obviously, king Lin love has no such plan, the girl with reason, looked up to Shangguang, "must it be like this?"

King Lin Love bit his lower lip and asked, "well, if I go with you, what kind of future will you give me? Will you marry me, and will we be happy? "

Jun Lin Tian's face is hot, burning to Shangguang, looking forward to a loud answer.

If Shangguang can promise to marry her and give her happiness, then Junlin love will be free tonight.

Unfortunately, she was wrong.

"I don't know."

I don't know. This is the answer king Lin loves to hear.

The man looked at her deeply, obviously, in that pair of eyes as deep as the cold pool, Junlin love did not see a future.

"Then how can you let me go with you? Where are you going? " King Lin love not dead heart asked, nose a sour, all of a sudden, tears Qin out of the eye socket.

The night was getting deeper and deeper, and the sudden motor sound of the steam turbine on the river was already ringing.

Behind him, the steamer sailor yelled, "hurry up, we're going to sail."

"Then take care of yourself." Shangguang also expected that she did not have such a determination, and the man hugged her tightly again.

Shangguang from the leather windbreaker pocket, took out a folded brown paper bag and put it in her hand. Then, the man let go and let go of the girl.

Turning around, Shangguang ran to the dock and boarded the steamer. The black leather windbreaker was like the wing of Icarus in the night.

"Shangguang! ——”King Lin love in his behind the sad cry, the girl did not understand, meet less than 10 minutes, he left again, left her alone, just left.

The motor suddenly sounded. On the steamer, the man stood on the side of the boat and looked at her for a long time. The girl holding the kraft paper bag tightly in her arms looked at him with tears in her eyes.

In the increasingly long distance, the girl on the shore seems to be a frame of fixed frame picture, as if planted on the shore of a magnolia tree full of flowers, white flowers decorated with pure temperament, graceful and graceful.

Little love....

let this relationship be fixed here. I can't give you a definite future, and you can't follow me around the world without hesitation.

*******

back to the single dormitory, the girl opened the kraft paper bag. Suddenly, her tears were rustling, like a autumn rain.

Inside, all are the photos he took for her in those days.

"Love in the Rye" - he named this group of photography.

On that day, the girl's ball head was forcibly torn open by him. She stood quietly in the middle of the wheat field. There was wind passing by, and the grass waves were gradually advancing. Her hair was blown disorderly. Under the black and white light and shadow, she was incomparably beautiful.

King Lin love took out a pin and pasted all the black-and-white photos on the wall, then sat on the floor and looked at it for a long time. Unexpectedly, under his capture, she was so lively.

As the night deepened, the girl took a deep breath and washed her face.

Back to bed, only to see the pink pig sister lying on the ground, Junlin picked it up before falling in love, sat in bed, hugged the pink pig sister, and cried.

Tears soaked Qin Jin gave her a pink girl gift, crying, the girl took the pink pig sister as a pillow, pillow under her head.

But her eyes are still fixed on the black-and-white photography on the wall.

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