sad love

We returned to the city a month later.I went straight home and the room was empty.Jingyi left, taking all her belongings.There was only one letter left, and I read it and burst into tears, why, why did this happen.

"Jingyi, no, did Jingshu say where she went?"

"She told you not to look for her, but she left a letter when she left. It was from Jingshu three years ago to ask about Jingyi's condition. I will keep the letter

Pack your bags and get ready to go.

"I'll go with you." Yuting packed her luggage.We rushed to the address on the envelope.Jingyi's hometown sits

A small mountain village under a big mountain, a closed village.I don't know of a 21th century village alive in the 20st century.And when we sing about GDP ranking among the top in the world, do we think of such a small mountain village?Is everything a castle in the air?

We found Jingyi's house along the route designated by the villagers, but Jingshu did not come back.Jingyi's parents know that I accompany Jingyi through the

At the last moment of life, we all cried.The pain of losing their daughter devastated the two elderly people.I came to Jingyi's grave. There was no monument on the grave, and there were many weeds growing on the grave.I begged her to forgive me for not taking good care of Jingshu.

I stayed for three days, and every day I came to Jingyi's grave to talk to her.I know she's lonely, I tell her stories, let me go

songs we listened to together.We left on the fourth day. Before we left, we told Jingyi's parents to tell Jingshu to call or write to me.

After that, there was no news of Jingshu.

We returned by bus, but the car rolled down the cliff, and neither Yuting nor I died.Just a long squeeze and my legs are dead

, Yuting accompanied me through the rainy season of life and gave me a new life.I am very sorry for her thinking, I heard that she is married,

Name me and her child: Luo Jie.

drink!Life is such a weird thing, a lot of things go off track, and then people try desperately to save it.original life

It is not possible to write a script and follow the clues of the script.

The author has something to say:

Of all the things, what is lost is the most precious and the most remembered.