White water love marks

Chapter 1 Prologue

There was a car accident at the intersection.

When the loud impact sound came, Yang Xiaoxiao was crossing the road. It was a Saturday morning, and it was rare for her to go shopping. The moment she followed the sound, she fainted to the ground.

Passers-by hurriedly carried her to the side of the road. It took a long time for her to open her eyes and look around blankly: "What's wrong?"

She quickly figured out the cause of the matter, she took a breath, grateful and sorry: "Thank you everyone, thank you very much, I'm fine, just sit for a while..."

The crowd dispersed, the field of vision was wide open, the wounded were carried into the car not far away, and the sound of the ambulance became farther and farther away.

Yang Xiaoxiao stood up, glanced at the traffic policeman who was dealing with the accident at the intersection, and walked forward slowly. At this moment, she suddenly decided to go to a place, and the idea struck her, which was extremely strong and unstoppable.

……

For a long period of time, Yang Xiaoxiao would wake up in the middle of the night, wandering about the past, questioning those people and things that have appeared before. Are they all real, or are they fragments on TV or in books?Or is it your own imagination?

After all, after a long time, everyone will forget, and will also inadvertently and selectively lose memory.

But today, she suddenly remembered many things in the past, and she suddenly wanted to see him.

Blue sky and white clouds, green mountains and green trees.

With empty hands, I sat down slowly, closed my eyes and fell asleep.

No dream encounters, no telling, no communication, no sleepless nights...

After sitting for a long time, enough time, I walked away slowly, without looking back, without tears, and straightened my back, just like back then.

Days will pass, and if he wishes her well, then she will be well.

……

　Whether you remember it or forget it, some people and some things are always in your heart.

　　Selective forgetting is nothing but self-deception...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)