I love you for the rest of my life

Shantao took a long vacation, and she left the campus alone with her suitcase.When arriving at Xiaoshan International Airport, it was not as busy as expected, but very quiet.Some of the lights in the airport were turned off, and there were still overnight travelers lying on the chairs.

The sound of high-heeled shoes on the floor can be clearly heard, accompanied by the sound of luggage sliding across the floor.

In the spring of this year, Shantao came to Wuzhen alone. This year, Shantao was 21 years old, four years earlier than the 25 years she had agreed with Xiang Xiu.

At the age of 17, Shantao and Xiang Xiu had an agreement that they would visit Wuzhen when they were 25 years old.

Time has not failed anyone, and only people have ever failed time easily.People, it's always like this.You can see the beginning, but not the end.

Waterfront pavilions, black tiles and gray walls, small bridges and flowing water, people who sleep on the river.

Shantao walks through the Qingshi Ancient Street in Wuzhen, hanging around those traditional workshops, as if living in a very distant dream.The mellow aroma of wine wafts around, making people half-awake and half-drunk, this feeling is very ethereal.

When passing by an old shop, Shantao walked in. There were all kinds of lanterns hanging high inside, hanging in mid-air, making people dazzled.Shantao looked over one by one, and finally she bought a lantern with a painting of peach blossoms and walked out of the old shop with it.

In Xizha, Shantao found an inn near the water to stay.After dinner, Shantao stayed in the pavilion where he lived.Pushing open the window, you can see the water of Wuzhen.In the evening, golden waves glowed on the water.On the terraces on both sides of the strait, where the water pavilion leans on the railing, light and shadow are intertwined to form another lingering picture.

After nightfall, Shantao took out a set of light purple tube top Hanfu from the suitcase and put it on.Part of her hair was tied up with the plain ribbon, and the rest hung out long and down to her waist.

On the feet are a pair of plain white embroidered shoes with delicate patterns embroidered on them.

After putting on the veil that was as light as smoke, Shantao walked out of the inn with a peach blossom lantern.

The night view of Xizha is very beautiful, with thousands of lights and radiance.

"Wow, so beautiful!"

Many passers-by praised Shantao in this way, and Shantao responded with a smile one by one.And in the face of some surprised eyes, Shantao just smiled lightly.

Shantao walked along the long street, walking through the thousands of lanterns, and when he came to an arched bridge, Shantao stopped.She looked at the krathong under the bridge, and the wind gently blew through her skirt, like a layer of ripples on the surface of the water.

"Shantao, my peach blossom, you are so beautiful."

Next to her ear was Xiang Xiu's voice.Shan Tao stood there alone, with the corners of her lips slightly raised, revealing a very faint smile.She will do all the things that she and Xiang Xiu have agreed upon.

Shan Tao took off the plain ribbon with her hair tied, it was the one on Xiangxiu's cake gift box, and she brought it with her.

Shantao tied it to an old tree before turning away.Her long black hair was scattered behind her. On the way back to the inn through the long street, Shantao lost her mind. Everything around her seemed to have lost its color, and it all faded back into the ink painting, quiet.

There were no tears, and nothing particularly sad.

Back in the inn room, Shan Tao called Xiang Xiu.

"Mountain peach."

"Xiang Xiu, I won't look for you in the future, and you don't want to look for me either."

"Mountain peach..."

Listening to Xiang Xiu's choked up voice, Shan Tao's tears slipped out of her eyes like water.Her heart was very peaceful, and even her voice hid her tears well.

"Xiang Xiu, that's it, we can't find it anymore, we really can't find it."

"Mountain peach..."

"If you want to have a good life, you must have a good life. I will also have a good life. It will be better without you. So, don't see each other in the future. Even if you meet by chance, you have to pretend that you don't know each other. Even if I Even if I see you from afar, I won't stop you."

"Shantao, we shouldn't be like this."

"That's pretty much all that needs to be said. If it's hard to forget, then take your time and it will pass."

After hanging up the phone, Xiangxiu's crying voice still echoed in Shantao's ears.She used to love to laugh so much. When she laughed very happily, her eyes would be narrowed and curved.

Shantao sat alone in the room, his head was empty, and the tears slowly dried on his face.After a long time, she changed the Hanfu on her body, folded it and put it in the suitcase.It's like folding everything in the past, and I probably won't touch it again in the future.

At the Wuzhen Post Office by the West City River, Shantao wrote this passage on a bamboo postcard.

Hello, Wuzhen.Then, Xiang Xiu, goodbye.I have fulfilled our agreement.

Luowei was when Shantao and Xiangxiu were 25 years old, early spring.

At the age of 21, Shantao has fulfilled their agreement to go to Wuzhen when they were 25 years old.

The postcard will never be sent out, just like when they were 25 years old, they are separated from each other, and they will never have any communication for the rest of their lives.

On the morning of leaving Wuzhen, Shantao was sitting in a boat with a black awning, and the river was filled with thin mist, exuding a faint sadness.Shantao looked at the water and felt a chill in her heart.The wood pulp gently across the water surface, making circles of ripples.

When going ashore, the oarsman smiled and said to Shantao, "Girl, do you like Wuzhen?"

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"If you like it, remember to come here often."

Shantao replied with a smile: "Maybe I won't come again."

"why?"

"Because I like it so much, I will be very reluctant to leave."

The only thing Shantao took away was a pair of blue calico, which was elegant and quiet, revealing the inherent demure and gentleness of Jiangnan women.

In Wuzhen, Shantao left behind many things that are very important to her.Only the past, no future.

The night Xiang Xiu received Shantao's call, she cried for a long time, from crying loudly to silently, and then to silently.

In my mind, there are bits and pieces of the past.Shantao, her peach blossom, has left her after all.

Xiang Xiu thought over and over again, the most gentle Ah Zhu in Tianlong Babu, she died on a stone bridge in a thunderstorm.He was beaten to death by Qiao Feng, all of which was witnessed by Ah Zi who was hiding beside him.

Ah Zi is a heartless Ah Zi, she doesn't even have a tear.The one who treated Ah Zi the best in the world died, Ah Zi couldn't understand this.

Xiang Xiu thought, he really looks like that Ah Zi, who never grows up.Sometimes I feel that I deserve it, but I also feel that I am not so like Ah Zi.Because I know how good Shantao is, when I know that I am going to lose it, I feel so sad to death.

After finishing the filming, Shi Yang returned home very late. As soon as he opened the door, he saw Xiang Xiu sitting on the ground.

After Xiang Xiu heard the movement, she turned to look at Shi Yang.Before he could blink, the tears fell again.

"What's wrong? You're crying again."

Shi Yang knelt down and held Xiang Xiu in his arms, feeling very distressed.

Xiang Xiu leaned on Shi Yang's shoulder in a daze, her voice hoarse.

"Shi Yang, have you ever lost a very important friend?"