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Wang Chuan separated life and death.

There is a vast sea of ​​people, and they will never see each other again.

She heard that the boss's husband died at work, so she opened this store.

Back then, there were not many people, and everyone was a bit taboo, but now, when Su Jingan went in for a stroll, he was surprised to find that there were many people, and the room was very special. It was a place to eat, but there was a book on each table, and there were many young people. People are sketching and writing something.

Su Jing'an casually flipped through a book, opened the first page and understood.

——Comrade Xiao Liu, I haven’t waited for your call until now. I will forget you here on April 2019, 4. My old lady will never wait for you for a second.

……

She looked down, feeling a little sour in her heart.

When you are young, you don't know how to cherish, and you don't know how to cherish your feelings.

She sat down, ordered a glass of lemonade, and looked around to rest.

Unexpectedly, in front of the bar, a middle-aged woman was staring at her.

At first Su Jing'an didn't pay attention, but after the two of them looked at each other for a while, the woman was quite surprised: "You are An'an?"

Su Jing'an was stunned. With such an intimate address, she had no impression of the person in front of her at all.

The woman smiled, "I am He Hui, the proprietress here, you may not remember it, I met you and her 20 years ago."

20 years ago...

Su Jingan stared at her.

He Hui sized her up, then subconsciously looked outside the door.

This action made Su Jing'an's heart suddenly ache, "She didn't come."

She knew that He Hui was looking for Gao Xihui.

He Hui said "ah", as if feeling emotional: "A few years ago, she came every year, I thought you would be together... sorry."

Su Jing'an looked at her: "Has she been here all these years?"

He Hui nodded, "How else would I remember you, I don't have a photographic memory."

Su Jing'an lowered his head and remained silent for a moment, and when he raised his head again, his eyes were red.

Although she is no longer young, she still has the charm of a beauty. He Hui has been used to the joys and sorrows of many couples in the past 20 years. She talked a lot. She took a cup of tea and chatted with Su Jingan. I come here once every few months, as if I was waiting for something, and when I talk to her, she ignores her, and she has a very bad temper."

"Later, as the time interval increased, her mood improved and she would talk to us occasionally."

"I've been here for seven years, one after another. There have been great changes in those seven years. She sings very well. She even sang a song on stage during the Spring Festival one year."

……

Zhang Hui talked for a long time, and a waiter who was not young next to her stared at Su Jing'an for a long time, and took out a CD from the back, "This is it."

The people in this store seem to be very welcoming.

They put the disc in a DVD that has been out of use for a long time.

During the Spring Festival at that time, there were not many people in the whole restaurant.

Gao Xihui sat there with a bottle of wine in his hand, with melancholy in his eyes.

young her...

Everyone around was having a carnival, but she was the only one who was drinking.

Su Jing'an glanced at it, tears streaming down his face.

Gao Xihui's complexion was very bad, and there were dark circles under her eyes. She was sitting beside her all the time. In the end, it was Zhang Hui who coaxed her to get on stage.

She sang "Leaves".

Gao Xihui's voice is very good. When he was young, he often claimed to be a capable singer.

She held the microphone in one hand and pinched a cigarette in the other, her voice full of desolation and sadness.

——I eat and travel alone, stop and go

Also read and write letters alone and have a heart-to-heart conversation

It's just that where my heart drifted to, I can't even see clearly...

At the end of the song, Gao Xihui looked up at the camera with tears in his eyes.

There were cheers from the audience. After Gao Xihui went back, she didn't say anything, but just picked up the wine bottle to drink again. In the last scene, she scratched something on the table with her hand.

Everyone thought she wrote it casually, but Su Jingan saw at a glance that she wrote the word An An.

After that.

Zhang Hui and the waiter were quite emotional. They had been in the shop for so many years, and it was the first time they had seen each other for such a long time, and the other half found it.At that time, Gao Xihui always had a photo of the two of them in his wallet, and he came here too many times. Zhang Hui saw it at the checkout and asked casually, "Is your lover?"

Gao Xihui didn't speak at that time, but lowered his head and bit his lip.

When Zhang Hui turned around and saw that Su Jingan's eyes were full of tears, she thought for a while, "Wait a minute."

She got up, walked to the counter, kicked away the waiter who was playing with her mobile phone, and searched, "Where did you go?"

Dust flew among the poplars.

After searching for a full 10 minutes, Zhang Hui took out a thick book from the cabinet and handed it to Su Jing'an.

"We have a rule in Wangchuan. The retention period for the guest's writing is one year. She should have destroyed the book, but she has been too old, so I will let it go. I don't think she will come. If you can open it, take it."

Su Jingan took it subconsciously. It was an old-fashioned combination lock diary. Without hesitation, she pressed 1125 for her own birthday. With a "click", the diary opened.

Chapter 58

When she was young, Gao Xihui's handwriting was more ostentatious than now, with strong strokes, just like her, vigorous and angular.

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