One white and two green

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"Mom", Bai Wu whispered unconsciously, he stepped forward and took a step closer to hug her, but in the next second he realized his identity, he quickly grabbed the back of the chair and stopped abruptly.

"What did you just say?" Huang Yuying asked indifferently, wiping the tears from the corners of her eyes.

Bai Wu pinched the corner of the back of the chair tightly, looked at his mother and said softly: "Auntie, my condolences will change."

Huang Yuying sighed, "Don't talk, don't talk, you finally come here, let's sit in the living room."Bai Wu followed his mother to the living room, and after receiving a cup of tea, he heard his mother ask, "Miss, how did you meet Xiao Wu?"

How did you meet?Bai Wu looked at his mother who was staring at him, for a moment he didn't know how to answer, but fortunately the knock on the door saved him.

"Auntie", Bai Wu saw the girl hugging his mother outside the door, and then he heard her mother's slightly joyful voice, "Xiao Lan is here, oh, come, don't bring anything with you after you come, come in, sit down, come in quickly sit".The girl walked in holding her mother's arm, and was stunned when she saw him, and Bai Wu was also stunned, and he subconsciously stood up.

"I forgot to introduce. This is Xiao Wu's friend. She just came here not long ago. Her name is..." "Song Qingcheng", Bai Wu reminded at the right time, "Yes, Song Qingcheng, Xiao Song, this is also Xiao Wu's friend, Fu Zhoulan, do you two know each other?"

Bai Wu pursed his lips and did not speak.

"I don't know", Fu Zhoulan shook her head, put on a decent smile and said, "Hi, my name is Fu Zhoulan, and I'm Ah Wu's childhood sweetheart." After saying this, she stopped looking at Bai Wu and turned to Said to Huang Yuying: "Auntie, I'll go see Ah Wu first."

Fu Zhoulan turned around and entered the room. There were only the two of them in the living room. Bai Wu looked at his mother with a smile in his eyes, and finally heaved a sigh of relief. He walked over and hugged her gently.

mom.

he yelled inwardly.

"Auntie," he called her, "I'm leaving first."

Like countless times before, he raised his hand to straighten his mother's slightly messy hair, stared softly at her surprised eyes, "Take care of yourself", and then, before the tears in his eyes were about to overflow, Bai Wu Turn around and leave.

The sunshine outside was just right, and the children in the community were bouncing around and playing games, but Bai Wu felt that his steps were getting heavier and heavier, as if he was wading through a swamp, the deeper he went, the deeper the water level was. It hit his chest, making it hard for him to breathe.

Finally, his feet softened and he fell to his knees on the ground.

He didn't cry, but just lowered his head, staring blankly at the hands on the ground.

The palms are soft and delicate, and the fingers are slender and white. They are just such hands that once mischievously pinched his cheeks and ears, and gently caressed his eyebrows and chest. Buckled too.

Hold your hand and grow old together.

"Why are you kneeling on the ground?"

A voice floated from a distant place, and a cloudy shadow was cast in front of him. Bai Wu raised his head and looked at it for a long time before he remembered who this person was.

Fu Zhoulan grabbed his arm and tried to help him up. She supported his shoulders and looked at him worriedly, "Are you okay? You look very bad now."

"Here, have a hot drink." On the bench in the community square, Fu Zhoulan bought a hot drink from a nearby store and handed it to Bai Wu, "Thank you", Bai Wu took it and said in a low voice.

Fu Zhoulan also sat down and looked at the woman beside her. The woman is very beautiful. In reality, she rarely has such a beautiful and delicate face. It's just that at this moment, her expression is slack, and there is no trace of blood on her face, which has ruined the allure that surrounds her in vain. beauty.

As if afraid of disturbing her, Fu Zhoulan said cautiously: "How did you meet Ah Wu?"

The woman was silent for a while before uttering four words in a low voice, "coincidence".What kind of answer is that?Fu Zhoulan understood that she didn't want to talk too much, and when she was about to leave, she heard her ask: "Bai Wu's...Parents, how have you been all these years?"

"Uncle Bai is in good health, but Aunt Huang suffered from an illness a few years ago, but she has recovered now." Fu Zhoulan let out a sigh of relief. She looked up at the other corner of the square, and several children were vying to fall. Climbing up the slide, laughter came from the other end, and she continued: "But I heard these from the elders. I only came back from abroad two years ago, and I have always been worried about Aunt Huang and Uncle Bai." She Pausing for a while, looking at the children playing not far away, he sighed softly: "I can't forget him."

After saying this, she stood up and faced the silent woman, "Can you do it alone? Do you want me to take you home?" Seeing her shaking her head, she picked up her bag and nodded goodbye to her, " Then I'll go first."

"Fu Zhoulan", when turning around, the woman suddenly called her to stop, Fu Zhoulan turned around, seeing her pale face, she nodded to her and said softly: "Thank you."

Thank her for what?Fu Zhoulan was stunned for a moment, and then realized that maybe she was thanking her for her effort just now. She met the other party's dark eyes and smiled slightly: "You're welcome, goodbye."

After Fu Zhoulan left, Bai Wu sat on the bench for a long time, and didn't get up until sunset and went home. Yang Ning at home had already cooked a table of dishes waiting for him. Seeing that her daughter came back late, her heart was hanging Finally landed on the ground, set the table and chopsticks and urged her daughter to wash her hands and eat.

Bai Wu understood that his mother was worried about him, so he tried his best to raise the corners of his mouth, pulled out a smile and nodded to Yang Ning, "Okay", but when he saw his mother's frowning, he thought to himself, his smile is probably worse than crying. Still ugly.

Immediately, he didn't dare to look at her anymore, walked into the bathroom and closed the door, then silently washed his hands.

He raised his head subconsciously.

Song Qingcheng's face was reflected in the mirror in front of him, and he was staring at himself sadly.

Before the faucet could be turned off, water poured out continuously, but Bai Wu forgot about it. He slowly raised his hand, wanting to touch the person in front of him.

He cautiously stretched out his hand, but after touching the mirror with his fingertips, he couldn't move forward any more.

After all, he and the person in the mirror are separated by thousands of mountains and rivers.

Bai Wu turned to carefully trace the outline in the mirror with his fingertips. Once and again, he stroked her eyebrows, her ears, her thin lips, her neck, and her collarbone. Thinking of those bloody nights, he had stroked every inch of her skin carefully.

Bai Wu smiled at her in the mirror.

Then he slowly squatted down, hugged himself tightly, and shouted in a low voice: "Qing Cheng."