Chapter 67 What I Miss Is Being Young Together (2)

She stopped and walked, and it was already evening when she circled the entire Houhai.

She must have been tired from walking, so she stopped in a place where there was no one around, randomly found a tissue from her bag, put it on the floor, and sat on it.

She stared at the lake thoughtfully for a long time, then blinked her eyelids, looked back and lowered her head. Her fingertips carelessly touched the ground, and accidentally touched a stone. She picked it up, then squatted up, pinched the stone, and scratched vigorously on the ground.

He was afraid of being discovered by her, so he purposely kept a distance from her, but he could vaguely recognize from her posture that she seemed to be writing something on the ground.

After a while, she stopped.

She stared at the place on the ground where she had just written and drawn, stared at it, and then became dazed, and then He Jichen clearly noticed her expression, from the initial indifference, to gradually becoming extremely sad , Just when he thought she was about to cry, she turned her head and looked at the lake.

It may be because her legs were sore from squatting for a long time. She didn't walk for too long this time, so she dropped the stone and stood up.

She moved her legs on the spot for a while, looked down at the ground again, and finally walked away.

After she had gone far, far away, He Jichen appeared at the place where she had been sitting just now.

At this time, the sky was already dark, and all the lights around Houhai had been turned on, and the lake surface was dripping with waves, and the scenery was in a mess.

He Jichen recognized the white traces drawn with stones on the ground by the dim streetlights beside him: You are all in my peripheral vision.

For the simple seven words, He Jichen read each word several times before coherently connecting the words in his heart.

He didn't know how many times he had recited this sentence silently, and finally it was only reduced to four words, which lingered in his heart for a long time.

"Yu Guang", "Man Man", "Man Man", "Yu Guang"...

A gust of night wind blew, bringing with it the biting chill of early winter, waking up He Jichen who was standing still and distracted.

He lowered his eyelids slightly to hide the sadness and loss in his eyes, then turned his head and looked around for Ji Yi.

There was no longer her around. He walked quickly in the direction she had just left for a certain distance, and then saw her sitting quietly by the window through the glass window of a bar called "Flying Fish". Sitting in his seat, he was tilting his head, ordering wine to the waiter.

He Jichen stood by the street, looked at Ji Yi for a while, and then entered this bar.

The lights were not turned on in the bar, except for the place where the resident singer was, there were lights on the floor, and only one candle on each table was left burning.

The dim light blurred people's faces, He Jichen made a silent gesture towards the waiter who came up to him, chose the seat behind Ji Yi, sat down back to back, took the drink list on the table, and ordered a glass clear tea.