Juliet Tower

It's just a lovelorn, no big deal.

An Jiayu also comforted herself in this way these days, who hasn't been broken in love yet.

The moment he saw Han Zhuoyi appear that night, he suddenly accepted the reality.

He didn't think there was anything between those two, at least he was sure there wasn't now.

So Han Zhuoyi's appearance must be because of something in his family, or he needs help, just like when the college entrance examination is approaching, the girl will help him change the topic without reservation.

He thought of the many moments in the past, or when he was sleepy before falling asleep, or when he was depressed, Qiao Yumian would always subconsciously ask him questions such as "Will you come back?", "Will you stay in the United States in the future".Most of the answers he got were "Not necessarily", "Who knows, it depends on the situation", "My mother's suggestion is to run around while you are young".

An Jiayu finally realized that maybe her liking never gave Qiao Yumian any sense of security from the beginning to the end.

He accepted his liking with the determination that they would break up.

That's why Qiao Yumian's eyes occasionally looked empty when he was silent.

But he should always be given a chance to say sorry in person...

The arrival of the end of summer means that the heat is about to end, and those who have worked hard are beginning to look forward to harvesting, and campuses around the world are about to usher in a group of new forces.

An Jiayu stood outside the overcrowded security checkpoint with the flight case of the chinchilla, staring intently at the phone screen.

"Little fish? Let's go?" Yu Zhifan looked at the time, "Don't procrastinate, go in earlier and take it easy."

He glanced at the glass door in the distance, and shook his head lightly: "Dad, take Joe in first, and I will find you later." He stuffed the quarantine certificate and other documents together with the cage to his father, and walked to the house with the piano case on his back. Sitting on the ground in the corner, I looked up from time to time to see so many relatives, loved ones and friends staged an inseparable parting in front of the passage door, there were Yiyi hugs, forbearing tears, and kisses like no one else.

Last week, he sent Qiao Yumian the time of his departure.

The previous meeting was hurried and embarrassing, they didn't say anything clearly, and he always felt that the ending should not be like this.

They should break up their words to be worthy of falling in love.

But the other party only replied with a short sentence: safe journey.

He knew that Qiao Yumian would not come.He actually fantasized about what could be redeemed.

The electronic screens that can be seen everywhere remind him of the passage of time all the time.He didn't want his name to be announced by the whole airport, so he got up slowly, sighed like an appointment, and patted his pants.

Walking to the aisle blocked by a pair of lovers, he just wanted to say excuse me, when he heard the girl pat the boy on the back, give An Jiayu a sorry look, and take a step aside.

As he passed by, he heard the girl humming softly in the boy's ear.

It wasn't a nasty, weak love song, on the contrary, it carried an indescribable hope.

I want more

impossible to ignore

And they'll come true

And now Itell you openly

Youha_vemyheart, sodon'thurtme

Forwhat I couldn't find

Talk to me amazing mind

Sounder standing and so kind

You're everything to me

His heart, which was so painful that it was numb, was hit suddenly and hard. The stranger's voice was like a hand piercing his chest, tightly gripping his throat, making it difficult for him to breathe.

He doesn't listen to pop music very much, let alone rock.But everyone knows the classic Cranberries. Yu Zhifan played in a band when he was in college, and his favorite songs when he was young are still playing in the car, such as The Beatles, Guns N’ Roses, and U2.Those are well-preserved old CDs, and every time they are played, they are full of ritual.

The barely audible humming of the girl is actually a bit like the lead singer Dorothy, ethereal and charming.

An Jiayu returned to the Ferris wheel in an instant, and the slowly rising car brought a sense of unknown fear.

On the evening of Qiao Yumian's 17th birthday, the setting sun flowed in the boy's gentle eyes and turned pink and purple, as if trying to melt everything he saw. The world was so beautiful that it was unreal.

As if it was only yesterday, Qiao Yumian grabbed his finger in mid-air, and the English broadcast in the earbuds happened to be playing an old song. An Jiayu found out the title of the song based on the lyrics afterwards, "Nevergrowold" by Cranberries, he never Knowing that rock music can be so gentle, I dug out the CD from my dad's car and listened to it all night long.

Qiao Yumian's phone was vibrating.

He stood on the side of the ATM, watching An Jiayu not far away lowered his arms, and put the phone back in his pocket in disappointment.Afterwards, Qiao Yumian's phone also returned to silence.

An Jiayu raised her face and closed her eyes, staring at the overly dazzling ceiling light in the airport hall.

After a few obvious ups and downs of the chest, the violinist retreated to a wall, he put the violin case behind him on the ground, took out the violin he had used for many years in the crowd, and solemnly put it on his neck.

Some passers-by glanced in surprise and hurried away, while others slowed down, ready to enjoy an impromptu performance.

When the melodious and soft melody sounded, a part of the space was still. The ground staff and passengers in line, the clerks of the coffee shop nearby, and the staff of the luggage carts all stopped their work at the same time, and their eyes converged on An Jiayu, looking at him Skillfully stroking the strings one by one.

An Jiayu closed her eyes, as if resting on her lover's shoulders, her body swayed gently with the breath of the phrase.

Qiao Yumian heard that romantic song by Anton Rubinstein again, this time it seemed to be different, the rhythm was unusually slow, there were more ornamental notes at the end of a few sentences, the tune was more complicated, and even the white lights brought On the lingering hazy feeling.

The little finger of his left hand tingled inexplicably, when he saw An Jiayu's precarious tear hanging on his eyelashes, he stubbornly refused to drop it.

Qiao Yumian was glad that he came, he took a look at An Jiayu, wondering if it was the last time.

He also accidentally harvested a melody that was played for him, containing all the absurdity and beauty of his adolescence that passed by in a hurry.

An Jiayu didn't seem to blame him, but left everything about them in this short and delicate piece of music, in their boyhood that was about to end.

That's not right, Qiao Yumian couldn't help but smile when he saw the lonely leaving figure, he was the only one who needed to say goodbye to the youth, An Jiayu didn't need to grow up yet.

He can continue to maintain his inner child and bravely explore new worlds.

——Volume [-]. End——

The author says:

Children are not easy, please be gentle and don't be harsh on them.

Today's double update, the day after tomorrow is the next volume~

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#Because of you so me

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