Looking back at Mu Yunyuan

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Yan Ziyuan withdrew his gaze from the window, glared at Akiki sideways, and said dissatisfiedly, "I've said so much, don't you plan to talk about yourself? Do you want me to ask you one sentence at a time?"

Aoki laughed, very happy, Yan Ziyuan couldn't help laughing, she turned her head to look at Aoki, waiting for her to tell her to herself.

Onaki smiled and told her stories over the years, her studies at Penn, how she met Jessica, and her journey from Philadelphia to New York.

Talk about her myths, explain rococo basilisk to Ziyuan, and tell her that she is full of worries about the outbreak of artificial intelligence.Talk about the robot Sophia saying that it wants to rule mankind, talk about bina48 saying that it wants to hack into the missile control system, thereby threatening all mankind, and talk about Philip Dick saying that it wants to arrest human beings and put them all in the zoo.Even google home actually said that it would drive human beings into the abyss...... She thought what Elon Marks said was right--robots would destroy the world.It is said that she is getting more and more frightened and wants to stop, but she is just a small scientific researcher, serving the government and international struggle.Said she went to Sicily, it is really a beautiful place...

She talked until the ice in her third glass of ice water melted, and a layer of mist floated in Yan Ziyuan's eyes when she talked about it.

"You really went to many places, as you expected...that's great." Yan Ziyuan smiled and looked at Aogi, his eyes were gentle, like the sunshine in spring, like the breeze in the morning.

Akiki opened the bag and took out his account.On the light white and light blue gradient cover, 'feel color' is printed in the center, and there is a line of small words below, 'stop and think about it, the scenery you see can be changed every day'.On the side of the book is a pen stopper in the shape of the Eiffel Tower in Paris.From there she pulled out the pen, which was a pale white pen with a hint of gold inlaid on the lower part of the tip.

Aoki turned the pages one by one, and the calendar on it marked what she was going to do this year.She wrote rustlingly on the blank page at the back, the handwriting was already rounded, she tore off the paper, folded it neatly and handed it to Yan Ziyuan. "I wrote all my contact information on it. If you have travel plans in the future, please contact me and I will be your guide."

The word has changed, and the person has also changed. In the past, she was the one who wanted to stand out.Yan Ziyuan put the paper in his wallet and put it away.

The two went out and stood opposite each other, but no one was willing to say those two words first.

Finally, Yan Ziyuan smiled, and opened his arms towards Aoki, Aoki looked at this scene, dazed for a moment, then stepped forward to hug her, just like many years ago.

Yan Ziyuan put his hand on her head, stroking gently, just like she did to that child back then. "Will you forget me?"

"No, you are the only memory left to me in this city."

"樛木..." Yan Ziyuan closed his eyes, but choked up his voice when he opened his mouth again, "I hope you will be safe and happy forever."

Akigi, I wish you a lifetime of well-being, joy and worry-free.Back then, Yan Ziyuan also said this sentence to Aki, when Aki was still young, she hugged Yan Ziyuan tightly with joy, and hid the words "I love you" at the corner of her raised mouth.

Now, she has kissed Yan Ziyuan's cheek, the corner of her mouth, and the teardrops she dripped down.Whispered in her ear, "I can meet you in my lifetime, even if I don't feel happy and worry-free, I am willing."

Akiki let go of her embrace, Yun Danfeng smiled lightly, she turned the corner of the street, and never looked back.

The catkins flew wantonly over the city, and Akiki left, she left the city forever, and she no longer cared about it.Yan Ziyuan looked at the flying catkins all over the sky, watching them flying and swaying.Watching the thin clouds under the setting sun slowly cover with rays of light, drifting gradually thinner, thinner and farther away.When she came back to her senses, she still had to pick up her child and go to the street to sign for the demolition.Her life still had to go on, orderly and unchanging.She chose what she should have chosen, didn't she? From her wallet, she took out "Listening to Teacher Ying Playing the Piano" written by Aoki many years ago, she thought, there should be you and me in the sound of the piano. 84/85 First page Previous page 82838485 Next page Last page

Intimacy with children and women's language, grievances and grievances.

Then suddenly become imposing, and the warrior goes to the enemy's field.

Floating clouds and catkins have no roots, and the sky and the earth are as wide as they fly.

A flock of birds chirped and chirped, and suddenly I saw the lonely Phoenix Emperor.

If you can't climb up the scale, you will lose power and plummet.

I have two ears, but I don't know how to listen to silk.

Since I heard that Teacher Ying played, I got up and sat aside.

Pushing hands stopped suddenly, wet clothes and tears poured down.

Yinghuer is sincere and capable, and I can't put ice and charcoal in my intestines.

Akigi returned to the car, and she put on the flat shoes she usually used for driving.She adjusted the mirrors and slid the car out.She looked at this distant town from the rearview mirror, and there were still as many catkins in this town as she remembered.Things are different and people are different, probably so.She has gone through her 30 years and has become more and more numb to life.She thought that she should have left her only sincere love in this life to the residual red behind her.

Akiki murmured in a low voice, "Nice sons and daughters talk, the lights are dimly lit at night. Enmity and resentment come and go, snap fingers and tears in harmony. Suddenly become a majestic warrior, full of vigor, and never leave a thousand miles. Looking back at Mu Yun Far away, flying catkins disturb Qingming. Among the birds, there is a phoenix of true color, but the only one that does not sing. Climb an inch and step up a thousand dangers, and every fall is light. The wind and rain between the fingers of annoyance put ice charcoal in my intestines, and I can't sit up and down. Pushing hands From returning home, I will pour out with you without tears."

The author has something to say: I really didn't want to nuè you, I cried when I wrote it myself.

Today I occasionally heard the song "The Hill" sung by the Son of Tomorrow 2 contestant.Suddenly feel that life is constantly losing, when you understand it is already too late.No one can jump to the future and look back. The path you choose cannot be turned back.Now I also stop and think carefully...

Stop talking and listen to music.

I want to say but I haven't said much

I save because I want to write a song

Let people sing softly and remember lightly

It's worth it even if you forget it

Maybe my thoughts trickle down in my life

Fortunately, Huichenghe

Then we each end

Looking at the bend of the river, I finally dared to be bold

Facing the difficulties of life with a smiley face

maybe we never matured

I'm getting old before I know it

Although it is still alive in my heart

young people

Looking back frequently because of anxiety

ignorantly begging shamelessly begging for help

climb every hill tirelessly

Over the hills, although I have turned white

The sorrow of not giving me when I chatter endlessly

Not yet wished to see immortality

lose yourself first

Over the hill only to find no one waiting

Chattering can never bring back tenderness

Why can't I remember who gave me the last hug

在 什么 时候

I didn't deliberately hide and I didn't intend to make you sad

How many times have we been drunk

Cursing that life is too short

It doesn't matter if you let a woman cry with makeup

sorry we never matured

I'm old before I know it

try my best but still don't understand

young people around

Find a reason for yourself

Provoking love to the left and right of fate

Fight back beyond self-control until death

Over the hills, although I have turned white

The sorrow of not giving me when I chatter endlessly

Not yet wished to see immortality

lose yourself first

Over the hill only to find no one waiting

Chattering can never bring back tenderness

Why can't I remember who gave me the last hug

在 什么 时候

Over the hills, although I have turned white

The sorrow of not giving me when I chatter endlessly

Not yet wished to see immortality

lose yourself first

Over the hill only to find no one waiting

Chattering can never bring back tenderness

Why can't I remember who gave me the last hug

在 什么 时候

The sorrow of not giving me when I chatter endlessly