hurt spring

Will die once and then come back to life with some new content and delete some old content. He shrugged, lowered some windows, and lit a cigarette, "Or tamper with some." "

Di Qiu looked at him, frowned and asked, "Why did he tamper with it? He couldn't do it for no reason..."

The music radio station was playing a song about summer, and the sound of waves came and went in the interlude.

Wave after wave, wave upon wave.

Yan Ning said: "It's not accidental, it's natural." He looked at Di Qiu, "Have you never had such an experience? Obviously you think it happened like this, but when you ask others, they tell you that it happened like that. He ate a cigarette, stretched out the cigarette, shook off some ash, and said, "Look, what you can see now is that there are more trees here, and more shops here, what kind of woolen shop, pharmacy Ah, the steamed stuffed bun shop, as for me, what I saw was that there are more trees here, no shops, bridges, and office buildings. When we talk about the first time I drove you home, you will think of it... If there is a picture in your mind, you will not be standing in the middle of the road, your picture will always be on the side where you are sitting, you will think of these trees, this pharmacy, this noodle shop, This bun shop.

"Everyone can only see what they can see, and over time, they only remember the side that faces them."

Di Qiu sank into the chair, biting his fingers, but there was no sound.

After singing about summer and about the sea, there was a jolt in the car, and the electronic sound blared.Yan Ning laughed and said, "I listened to this album when I was in high school, and I still have CDs at home."

Di Qiu listened carefully: "Fantasy" or "Octave Space" before? Which one is "Peninsula Iron Box" in?"

Yan Ning recalled: ""Fantasy" was relatively earlier. I remember that I bought it a few days after the start of school after the summer vacation of my freshman year. The audio-visual complex was still open at that time. Yes, a few of our friends rode to No. [-] Middle School together after school on Friday, and he bought two copies for his girlfriend, one for listening and one for collection." Yan Ning continued, "During my college internship, I published "The Still in Fantasy, and I haven’t bought a physical one since then.”

He smiled and said: "Maybe this is the greatest meaning of pop culture, helping to build memories."

Di Qiu said: "At least no one can tamper with the album chronology."

Both of them laughed, but Di Qiu still had a sore nose. After laughing for a while, he couldn't laugh because of the pain. He leaned on the chair and looked out of the window. .Yan Ning called him twice, but Di Qiu didn't respond. When he encountered a red light, Yan Ning turned around and saw that Di Qiu had already sat firmly in the back row. He was sitting directly behind Yan Ning, and the two looked at each other.Di Qiu smiled and said, "I want to look at both sides. When I recall the bridges and office buildings you saw, I won't say that you remember them wrong. I will remember them too."

Yan Ning asked with a smile, "Do you want to be God?"

"Then I should climb on the roof."

"Should fly to the sky."

Di Qiu pulled Yan Ning's chair, leaned against his neck and said, "If I can fly, of course I will fly up!"

Yan Ning asked, "Do you prefer Superman or Batman?"

"Of course it's Superman! Batman is too miserable!" Di Qiu moaned and sat back, "What about you?"

Yan Ning said, "I like Santa Claus better."

Di Qiu laughed so hard that it hurt, and in a blink of an eye, he reached the entrance of Ma Dalu Alley, and Di Qiu patted Yan Ning: "Just stop here, it's too annoying to drive in, I'll go in."

Yan Ning stopped the car, Di Qiu got off, and he followed.Di Qiu looked at him and said, "I don't have coffee or tea at home..." He blinked his eyes and lowered his voice a little: "There's no Santa Claus either."

Yan Ning asked him, "Do you live alone?"

Di Qiu said: "Go back, it's late, thank you for today."

Yan Ning nodded, not moving an inch.Di Qiu walked forward and said as he walked, "Actually, it can't be called my home, but I usually come here, at night." He looked back at Yan Ning, "A place where I can go back at night is my home, right? ?”

Yan Ning was looking at the house numbers on both sides, and asked Di Qiu, "What's the number?"

Di Qiu walked forward, pointed forward, and stopped talking.

At the gate of No. 37, Di Qiu said, "This is it."

There were two wooden doors sandwiched between the stone walls, which were tightly closed. Di Qiu pulled the brass knocker on the door, pulled it, and then opened it again, saying, "My mother is inside..."

"After she died, she seemed to have come here, and she couldn't leave."

Yan Ning asked him, "Didn't you only see ghosts during the day?"

Di Qiu lowered his head and said, "She's different. I want to see her, and I can see her when I come here." He added, "I suspect my dad might have lived here before."

Yan Ning knocked on the door a few times, but no one answered. He looked at Di Qiu, and Di Qiu looked at him, and said, "It's closed inside, the door is locked, so you can't get in."

Yan Ning said: "Then how did you go in and meet your mother? Did you use your super power? Didn't you say that you can't control where you go and what kind of people you meet?"

Di Qiu shook his head and said, "It has nothing to do with that ability. Because it's my mother...she is willing to see me, so I can go in, but now that you are here, I don't think she wants to."

Yan Ning stopped talking. After finishing a cigarette, he threw away the cigarette butt, rubbed his fingers, and stood still.

Di Qiu looked at his watch and said, "It's really late, you should go."

Yan Ning looked at him: "After I leave, can you go in?"

Di Qiu couldn't tell, "It should... maybe..."

He looked at his watch again, Yan Ning followed suit and asked him, "Is your watch out of battery?"

Di Qiu lowered his wrist and put his hands behind his back. He stood against the wall, touched the dial and the wall, and said, "It's not broken, my time is different from yours."

"us?"

"Normal people."

"Oh, you're not normal."

Di Qiu smiled, but said nothing.Yan Ning said: "It's okay, I can see ghosts, and I can see my dead relatives."

Di Qiu sat on the doorstep, hugged the leather jacket, put his hands in his trouser pockets, and sat.

Yan Ning said, "I have a guest room at home."

Di Qiu suddenly asked: "My mother, is it my hallucination?"

Yan Ning said: "She is a memory that belongs only to you."

"But, there are no memories between me and her..." Di Qiu raised his face, and Yan Ning was standing under the honeysuckle tree. The leaves of the honeysuckle were turning green, and the branches grew longer and denser, getting closer to the sky .

Di Qiu hugged her knees, and continued: "She died after giving birth to me. I have seen her portrait, and the paper dolls she made raised me up. I came to Suzhou because she wanted to come here, but she couldn't come here." ..."

Some wind passed through the branches, the shadows of the trees were shaking, and Di Qiu's voice was also shaken by the blowing.

"Or these are all memories that have been tampered with by me. I saw the trees and houses passing by my window when I was sitting in a car driven by someone who didn't know..." Di Qiu looked at Yan Ning and frowned. : "But I really met a fox. Just recently, really, she will turn into a human. There is a scar on her face, just like Zhong Wuyan."

He took out the voice recorder from the inside pocket of his leather jacket and pressed play.Yan Ning approached, Di Qiu raised the recording pen very high, there was some noise from the speaker first, and soon cheerful music came out.

Upbeat, dramatic music.

Di Qiu put down the recorder, hurriedly took out his phone, and called up the game of Snake. As soon as he entered the game, he froze.

Yan Ning bent down and picked up the recorder, cheerful music was everywhere around them, the same song, two progresses, one fast and one slow.There were some other sounds in it, as if a door was opening, as if a door was closing again.

Di Qiu exited the game, grabbed the recorder and pressed the fast forward button vigorously.

"The next one will be..." Di Qiu gripped the recording pen tightly, "The next one will be!"

Fast-forward and fast-forward, fast-forward to the end, and replay.

It's still that noise, it's still that piece of music.Cheerful, light-hearted, and somewhat exciting, inspiring.

There is no next one.

The whole recorder is filled with the background music of the Snake game.

No squirrel passed through the grass, no fox fairy declared itself home.

Hello everyone, I am Bai Yujiao.

There is no whispering of the wind, nor the whispering of the trees.Not a word was ever said between him and Tuchun.

Di Qiu said eagerly: "It must be because the memory is not enough, it was automatically deleted..." He slapped his forehead and smiled, "I even dropped it once! Yes! It must have been broken!!"

Di Qiu jumped up and ran out of the alley.

Yan Ning chased after him: "Where are you going?"

Di Qiu ran faster and faster: "I'm going to Guidu Garden!! There are really fox fairies in the world! There really are! Doctor!"

Yan Ning grabbed Di Qiu's wrist, both of them stopped, panting, and looked at each other.Di Qiu covered his nose and opened his mouth wide, Yan Ning calmed down and said, "I'll see you off."

He sent Di Qiu to the park, and he got out of the car with him. When he arrived at the gate of Guidu Garden, Di Qiu stopped Yan Ning and said, "It's too late, you go back."

Yan Ning kept silent, staring at him closely, Di Qiu was terrified, turned his head and ran away.