Unexpectedly, the blog has a group of followers, and a large group of children left messages below, wishing Jingxuan and W happiness and being together forever.

Wen He read one by one, looking at them from Jing Xuan's perspective at that time, his nose was a little sore.On the Spring Festival when Jingxuan disappeared, she wrote in her diary, "I want to go home and tell my parents that I love her. I can't wait any longer. I can't wait to prove that I can love her forever. No one can separate us!"

Wen He thought of Jing Xuan's firm expression when he said "I'll be back."She thought that if she didn't think about it all the time, she could forget it, but in fact, she remembered it so clearly that she never missed a word or a look, as clear as yesterday.

"According to the map guide through Piazza Venezia, the Victor Emmanuel II Memorial Hall is still like a "wedding cake", the white cream seems to be about to melt in the sun, it looks sweet and greasy .

The Colosseum is just down the road.The wide avenue is for the convenience of eight horse-drawn carriages when the Roman soldiers triumphed back then. The theme of this city is conquest and dynasty change.I felt dizzy, so I bought a booklet from a stall selling maps and postcards on the side of the road. Each page was covered with a layer of transparent plastic film. When the film was removed, the historic site looked dilapidated now. Attached It was restored to its former grandeur.It seems that thousands of years have passed as soon as it opens and closes.

Tourists shuttle in the square, I walk here alone, step by step, as if in a fantasy space, I forget myself.However, in the face of majesty, what makes me forget myself is not the sacred past of ancient Rome, but the little secret in my heart. W, you must not remember the first year we met on New Year’s Day, I hurried to Rome, the sun was very sunny in Rome that day, just like today, I felt that God had cared for me at that time.I changed three coins at the convenience store next to the square, and stood in front of the fountain. The water in the fountain was crystal clear, and the coins at the bottom of the water shone golden under the sunlight. I squinted my eyes, devoutly silent.I heard that as long as you make three wishes in front of the fountain in Rome, the last one must be to return to Rome, which means that the wish will definitely come true.That's why I rushed to Rome so eagerly.At that time, I firmly believed that this was true and my wish would come true.The moment I dropped three coins and the water splashed, I closed my eyes and prayed: 'Let her love me, let her love me, and we'll go back to Rome together. 'Now, I'm back in Rome, still alone, and you're not in love with me.

W, I think, our wishes must not involve other people's wishes, otherwise, God doesn't know how to make a decision, don't you think so?

When I came back, I bought a simulated fountain model.I hope you can also make a wish on the fountain, three wishes, as long as one of them is about me, I will be satisfied.Until we parted, I didn't even ask, did you make a wish?In your life plan, is there any one that has dealt with me?

It will be more than a year, and everything in the past is vivid in my mind. Those happiness are like a sharp knife at this moment, cutting my heart into pieces.I decided to start my journey from here, I thought, one day, I can face the past calmly and forget about us at that time. "

This is Jingxuan's first diary after leaving, written a month later.Wen He felt her heart ache, at first it was a dull pain, and then it was so severe that she could hardly bear it.She hurt her too deeply, so deep that the child who was always sunny and confident had to use forgetting to get rid of it.

The mouse is still on the point, and the next is the cities visited by Jingxuan, these cities are all over the world, Italy, London, North Germany, Brahms, Ulaanbaatar, Kenya, India, Helsinki, Texas Sri Lanka, Nagoya. . .In many places, she wrote down the characteristics of each city with her words and feelings, put photos of that city, and used folk songs with local characteristics as background music. She wrote about history, travelers, animals, and parks A lonely tree in the corner, writes about the vagabonds performing on the roadside, except that the letter, W, did not appear again.One or two articles are uploaded every week for more than two years. The photos accompanying the articles are becoming more and more professional and sensitive. The angle and light are all handled uniquely, and the shooting technology is becoming more and more mature.So what about her?Wen He thought, will Jingxuan mature like her photography?

Those journeys, will you be lonely if you walk alone, you want to forget on the road, now three years have passed, have you forgotten?Wen He watched, the bitter taste filled her mouth, as if she drank a glass of bile, she was so bitter that she couldn't open her mouth.Lots and lots of blog posts, the people below kept replying to comments, no one left, and some people asked what happened at the beginning? What about W?Why do you have to go alone?What happened?Slowly, this blog became a travel blog, no one mentioned W anymore, everyone just watched quietly, and only talked about the scenery.Jing Xuan never replied.

The last one, more than a month after the last one, was half a year ago. The title of the blog post is: Blame me for being too obsessed.Wen He's heart skipped a beat.The background music is a Chinese song "Don't Talk".

"This is a paradise for roses and long-feathered birds. I came out of the country inn in the morning and saw here, a large sea of ​​roses, dazzling red. The red swayed in my eyes, and I always felt that this portented what.

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