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"Ring-ring--"

The breeze walks through the Qingshi alley, and the crisp wind chimes are carried by the wind in the alley and gradually spread out in the slanting sunlight.

Ji Anhe's gaze became dazed because of the sound of wind chimes, but in the blink of an eye, he became more eager.He eagerly searched for the source of the sound, and finally locked his eyes on the entrance of a quaint shop at the entrance of the alley.

He looked back at Song Yu who was buying water not far away. At this time, Song Yu was still chatting with the store owner, and didn't turn his head to look at Ji Anhe.

Ji Anhe took out his phone and sent a WeChat message.

【Ji】: I'll go to the alley to have a look.

After confirming that the news was forwarded, he went straight to the shop where the wind chimes were ringing softly.

He wanted to walk into the store, but his steps stopped before the threshold of the store door.Wind chimes of different styles are hung on the roof of the house, and the tassels hang in different lengths.

Ji Anhe was afraid that if he walked in, his head would bump into those tassels, so he stood at the door and walked past the wind chimes with his head raised.

A female clerk probably saw the customers coming and walked out of the store. She was not tall, but when she came, she reached out and brushed the wind chime tassels to show the wind chimes in the store.

But this string of crisp bells with different heights overwhelmed the ringing that Ji Anhe was looking for.

The clerk asked friendlyly, "Sir, what are you looking for?"

Ji Anhe was not very friendly, he just responded politely enough: "It's nothing."

After wandering around for an unknown number of times, the clerk who was making fun of himself finally returned to the store, and the ringing of the bell roused by the clerk dissipated, and the unique crisp sound of the wind chime came back to Ji Anhe's ears .

His hesitant eyes finally settled down, and they settled on the window that was specially opened by the door.

There must have been a nail nailed into the wall above the window frame, and a string of old-fashioned wind chimes hung on the nail. The long tassels of the wind chimes fell down and were just exposed by the window.

Ji Anhe stood at the window, looking up at the string of wind chimes slightly.

The wind blows, the bell rings.

The eyes of those who listened to the bell gradually became farther and farther away.

In his memory, a vague figure waved at him.

"Xiao Ji, come here."

"Old Ji! You're back! I thought you wouldn't come back and celebrate my birthday."

The child in memory ran into the man's arms and acted like a baby.

"No, I brought you a birthday present. Open it and see?"

"Ring-ring--"

……

"Ring-ring--"

Ji Anhe reached out to the wind chime pendant hanging in front of the window, as if he had found a lost gift, he impatiently approached and touched it cautiously.

But Ji Anhe's hand didn't touch the wind chime, he just stretched out his hand unconsciously, but his hand was hanging in the air, with some hesitation in his urgency.

"How do you-yu-xi-du-jia-organize-organize, more-more-exquisite-color-respect-please-close-note.?"

The voice came from behind, Ji Anhe didn't need to turn his head, he knew who it was. He sent him a wechat message just before he came here to tell the person.

Ji An and Kankan withdrew their hands, pursed their lips, the trance in their eyes was still lingering.He turned his head slightly and looked at Song Yu: "It's okay. Is this wind chime an old thing?"

"Maybe." Song Yu unscrewed the cap of the bottle of water in his hand and handed it to Ji Anhe, "This wind chime shop has been open for more than ten years. I remember it was opened before I went out. This wind chime It was hung up before, and it should have been more than ten years."

Ji Anhe took the water bottle, listened to Song Yu's words absent-mindedly, and twisted the bottle without a cap for a long time before realizing that Song Yu had opened the cap for him.

He raised his eyes and glanced at Song Yu, seeing that Song Yu didn't care about his actions, he took a couple of sips as if nothing had happened.

"Mr. Ji likes this wind chime?" Song Yu stretched out his hand for Ji Anhe, and he raised his hand to touch the lead wires hanging from the wind chime, and the crisp sound became even stronger for a while.

"No," Ji Anhe looked away, turned around and walked out of the alley, saying as he walked, "We..."

While Ji Anhe was talking, he suddenly realized that Song Yu hadn't followed him. He turned his head to see that person was still standing at the window, carefully looking at the string of wind chimes, as if he was about to see through the wind chimes.

"Let's go?" Ji Anhe took two steps back and called Song Yu.

"Wait." Song Yu shook the wind chime again, and then walked towards Ji Anhe with a smile. He walked briskly, approaching Ji Anhe in two or three steps, hesitating, "The wind chime..."

Ji Anhe waited for a while, before Song Yu's second sentence came, he asked, "What's wrong?"

Song Yu thought about it, and finally he was still joking, and asked, "Did the wind chime take your soul just now?"

Ji Anhe glanced at him and explained: "It's very similar to a string of wind chimes at home when I was a child. But then...the strings at my house are no longer there."

"Is it important?" Song Yu put his pocket in his pocket and followed Ji Anhe down the bluestone road, "I mean the wind chimes that are gone."

"It's not very important, it's just a birthday present." Ji Anhe lowered his head, looked at the bluestone slabs he walked on, and finally added, "It was given by my father. After he passed away, that thing It's gone too."

Song Yu couldn't help turning his eyes to Ji Anhe, he stretched out his hand and gently took Ji Anhe's hand, when Ji Anhe looked up at him because of his small movements, he caught up with Ji Anhe's Eye.

There was a little more sadness in those eyes, but also a little more anger.

But when these emotions hit Song Yu's eyes, they were like pebbles falling into a deep pool, gradually sank to the bottom and disappeared without a trace.

"I know." Song Yu guarded those eyes, and responded gently, to Ji Anhe, to what Ji Anhe had hidden in his eyes.

"What do you know?" Ji Anhe asked with a wry smile, disapproving.

"It's nothing." Song Yu laughed, his eyes bent together, slowly infecting the depressed person beside him.He still held that person tightly with one hand, and led that person to the outside of the alley: "By the way, I'll take you to a place."

Ji Anhe nodded, didn't ask where he was going, but followed Song Yu to a downstairs.

"This used to be the place where I lived with my sister when I was young. I used to learn bicycles here. I was very wild at that time. I couldn't ride well, and I fell a lot of somersaults." Song Yu opened the downstairs door and looked back. He walked over to the open space not far away, and pointed to Ji Anhe.

Standing there, Ji Anhe looked back at the open space that Song Yu was pointing at, as if he was listening to him talking about his childhood, as if every boy had that age when he was crazy and unrepentant.

The smile on the corner of his mouth gradually returned, and he took two steps back, looking up at the low building.

There are no tall buildings in the ancient city.

So his eyes wandered between the sky and the low building, and a row of birds suddenly broke into his eyes.They come in a hurry, and then fly away to the sky behind the building.

Just like in these years, during his growth and busyness, he secretly lost his memories.

"This bicycle belongs to both of us, Mr. Ji..."

Song Yu pushed his bicycles one after another from the stairs in the downstairs door, and put them in front of Ji Anhe. He looked at Ji Anhe and stood there quietly, looking up at something, and he followed suit. , but only saw the endless sky.

"Huh?" Ji Anhe looked back at the two bicycles that Song Yu rolled out.

"Mr. Ji can ride?" Song Yu patted the front seat of one of the bicycles and asked.

Ji Anhe glanced at him, did not answer directly, but turned and stepped on another bicycle, stepped on the pedal, and said, "Let's go."

Song Yu nodded, and rode a bicycle in front of Ji Anhe. He took care of Ji Anhe's speed, and did not ride fast, keeping a distance that was neither too far nor too close.

He still looked back at Ji Anhe from time to time, and asked, "Mr. Ji won't ask me where I'm going?"

"It's with you anyway, where..." Ji Anhe said, "It's all the same."

"It's the same everywhere?" Song Yu slowed down, waiting for Ji Anhe to walk with him, and asked, "Shouldn't it be 'everywhere'?"

Ji Anhe was silent for a while, as if thinking seriously for a while, then looked sideways at Song Yu and nodded: "Lin Chu."

Anyway, with you,

Anywhere is fine.