Han Shu suddenly laughed strangely, "It depends on what you can give me? Do you know what I want?"

Ju Nian's face turned from red to white. She could understand Han Shu's hint. He was so close that she seemed to hear his extremely fast heartbeat again, just like that night.

She held Tang Ye who was so angry that she wanted to take it off.

"That way you'll let us go?"

The medicine is hard to escape. Does the signature of fate indicate the present? She met him at every turning point.

"yes."

Han Shu lowered his head and gently pressed his lips against Ju Nian in front of Tang Ye.

Then he smiled like a child at the daze of Ju Nian, "I have never kissed you."

He had the closest contact with her in the world, physically intertwined, and breathing, but he had never kissed her mouth.

"I scare you. I've resigned. Now I'm nothing. These things have nothing to do with me. You can go anywhere you want to go." Han Shu actually sat back on the bamboo chair.

that's all?

"Let's go, I'll let you go. But I don't know if anyone else will let him go."

He lay down and closed his eyes as if he had been like this from the beginning and nothing happened.

Tang Ye grabbed Ju Nian's hand tightened.

What are you waiting for when you follow him? She has nothing to do, and her little world is in her heart. Besides that, what else is worth taking away?

The future is like a time tunnel that only exists for a moment. Looking back at this small courtyard full of past, Ju Nian wants to capture her memories, just like Stephen Chow's "Fighting Tiger tonight" in the movie grabbed Spring's hand in front of the time tunnel. Her memory is already beautiful and white.

Under Tang Ye's guidance, she finally ran towards the unknown future.

Listening to the sound of footsteps getting farther and farther away, Han Shu still didn't open his eyes. The wind blew his face. This was the weather he liked. It was like a day when there was also a gentle breeze. He and Chen Jiejie made an appointment with him to play badminton. They were riding bicycles and were knocked to the ground by a pair of recklessly running peers. He got up and watched Ju Nian, who was young, run over to him with the hand of the boy in white, and then she turned around and had the brightest smile. He watched them disappear from sight and patted the dust on their trousers' legs.

He has imagined the ending of these people countless times about the story, but now he has discovered that perhaps the most important thing to stop here.

That's fine. Han Shu saw himself in the mirror in his heart. He said to his mirror: I'm fine, I'll be fine.

Then he began to cry in a daze, thinking that it was a relief.

Ju Nian followed Tang Ye into a strange car that had been waiting in the dark for a long time, galloped all the way through the entire city, and finally stopped in a harbor that was rarely visited.

Except for the only black oiled boat docked on the shore, there was a fishing light on, and it was dark all around. Then, Ju Nian saw that there was a woman on the shore beside them and the driver who did not get off the bus.

The woman who had been facing away from them turned around and looked at Tang Ye and Ju Nian whom he had been holding.

The woman was about the same age as Ju Nian, with her long hair tied up a bun casually behind her head. Ju Nian's existence was obviously not within her expectations, but she just raised her eyebrows. She easily gave people a feeling that no matter how many changes were, nothing could make her mess up.

Even Tang Ye, whose heartbeats accelerating due to a difficult escape, and with Ju Nian, settled his heart in front of this woman. He believed in this woman, just as he believed in another person, and she would send him to a safe place.

"Come?" The woman smiled, her eyes curled like crescent moons, like a smiling fox.

Tang Ye said: "Mr. Xiang, I have a heartless request..."

The woman knew, "You want to bring her?"

Tang Ye nodded.

"Why don't you ask me why he didn't come?"

Ju Nian felt Tang Ye grabbing her hand and was slightly shocked by this simple question. He paused, and his words were also filled with a clear and desolation.

"He's dead, right? I knew from the time the person who told me to leave became you, he couldn't come back."

Ju Nian didn't know what happened, but she could think that the "he" in Tang Ye's mouth was the gentle and cold man wearing tortoiseshell glasses? And the woman in front of him was the mastermind behind the scenes who allowed him to escape from a foreign country.

"Believe it or not, he said to me, and he said, if you don't see him, you will definitely know where he went." The woman raised her head and looked at a bright moon that had risen into the air. She was not slow, as if she was not a escape, but a leisurely word among her friends. "Do you like the moon? Today is the fourteenth, and tomorrow is the full moon, but I prefer today, because the next day of the full moon is incomplete, and the fourteenth moon can still wait for tomorrow."

Her questions don't seem to need answers, she has always been someone who gives herself the answers.

"Let's go, it's a good time. I've prepared everything for you. After getting off the boat, someone will take you to where you are going. Oh, I should say 'you'. Don't come back."

Tang Ye stood by the boat.

"Thank you, Mr. Xiang." He said sincerely.

The woman said, "No need, I'm not for you. I promised Teng Yun that I will definitely do it. He deserves this."

After she said that, she got on the car when Tang Ye and the others came. The car did not drive away immediately, as if she was waiting for the ship to set sail.

The boat swayed gently in the shallow water, and Tang Ye got on the boat first, and then pulled Ju Nian again.

Ju Nian stood on the shore without moving, and she slowly broke away from Tang Ye's hand.

"I'm here to give it to you, Tang Ye."

The moon half hidden into the clouds, and the wind was strong in the open area, blowing the short hair of the orange year and the rippling waves on the water. Her face was extremely quiet in the half-bright moonlight.

Tang Ye was shocked. The boatman walked towards the cable and was already reminding him, "Sir, it's time for the boat to set off."

"Why?" Tang Ye asked.

"I should not be the one who should have gone with you. Although you can't wait for him, the position is not mine either."

Tang Ye suppressed the sadness when he mentioned that person, "Ji Nian, I really like you."

Ju Nian said: "Yes, I know, you like me because I am a good person; but you love him, even if he is the wrong person... even if he won't come back."

"Is there anything else here worth staying for you? Come with me, even if we don't have to be together, at least we have a brand new life."

The boatman loosened the reins and asked, "Miss, are you really not coming up?"

Ju Nian shook her head, and the loosened boat seemed to float far away in the next second.

Tang Ye stood at the edge of the ship, and he did not give up persuading Ju Nian.

But Ju Nian hugged him gently when she could still touch him. She felt Tang Ye's tightening hand. Then she broke away, "Go to where you want to go, don't look back. I won't say goodbye, take care of him, Tang Ye."

Ju Nian returned to her yard and it was already dawn. Han Shu was still lying on the bamboo chair. He fell asleep, and the dew all night wet his clothes. Ju Nian sat beside him with a small stool beside him, and quietly took out a watercolor pen picture that Chen Jiejie gave her when she came back from the hospital yesterday.

Fei Ming personally drew it. Before entering the operating room, she told her mother to give the painting to her aunt. Chen Jiejie also said that Fei Ming might never wake up again.

Fei Ming's painting was still so bad. Ju Nian wanted to laugh. This child had never had the talent to draw. He could only vaguely see that there were four people in the painting, two girls, two boys, all with ponytails, one showing teeth, and one smiling. One of the boy had a shiny head and the other with short hair.

The old photo from twelve years ago was handed to her by the old photo that Ji Nian was often used by Fei Ming. This may be the only picture that records her father and mother at the same time. Fei Ming saw it and even painted it in his own way. What is different from the photo is that the hands of four boys and girls were held together. At the bottom of the painting, a few words originally on the back of the photo were written crookedly: I'll look at you.

This is the most beautiful idea of ​​the past that the child may not be able to understand.

A drop of dew fell from the eaves of the corridor and dripped on Han Shu's neck. He raised his hand and rubbed his itchy neck, as if he had woken up.

Ju Nian said before he opened his eyes: "Don't move."

He really froze there immediately, without moving, his hands were still on his neck, leaving only his eyelashes disobedient and trembling slightly.

"Shhh... pretend you're dead, don't move, don't talk."

If it were the past, Han Shu would have jumped up and "slap" her crow's mouth, but he didn't. He obediently "died". The "death" posture was a bit strange, but it was very peaceful, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised. Ju Nian thought, is this the legendary smile?

Han Shu maintained that position for a long time, until there was no sound around him. His neck and hands were sore, so he secretly opened his eyes and glanced. Fortunately, the morning light was not dazzling, and the man who had pretended to be dead for a long time sat on a low stool, leaning on one side of the bamboo chair with his head obliquely on one side, and his eyes were also closed.

"Hey, hey." Han Shu felt very uneasy. He asked the people around him, "Are you dead too?"

She replied, "Don't make noise, I haven't slept all night."

He lay down again and waited for her.

Ju Nian was sleeping for a while, straightened her waist, and turned around and asked Han Shu: "Are you awake?"

Han Shu said: "I woke up long ago."

They sat foolishly on a sunny morning, but were in a good mood and very happy.

"Hey, I asked if your loquat tree will bear fruit?" The happy man asked after finding a boring question.

"Yes." Ju Nian replied. When the tree grows up, it will bear fruit. However, the person who planted the tree and the person who picked the fruit may not be the same.

"Han Shu, do you believe in life?" She asked with a slight squinted eyes in the direction of the rising sun.

Han Shu shook his head, "I don't believe it. I have only done superstitious things once in my life. That day, I was very unlucky and fell down by someone, and then I went to a mess nearby temple to ask for a signature."

"What is it in the sign?"

"How did I know?" Han Shu said a little indignantly. "The person who approved the signature in the temple was also inexplicably. The signature I asked for was torn away from the signature board. Damn, there are actually people who steal the signature!"
Chapter completed!