endless roses

Chapter 132 Traveling around Suzhou City, Tingge Tage~
Pass the Gate of the East, on the road.The man dropped a cigarette butt, which was blazing, and I tried to run right over to extinguish it, but failed, leaving the blaze behind.

A poet's song plays in the earphones.

——Moyuta's heart ~ can't hide secrets
I sang softly all the way, tapping the brake handle with my left hand. The rhythm and melody reminded me of an intersection ahead. One day I sang a farewell song with Fang Xue and Jerry there. They were worried that I would walk alone.

——In the wind, the fragrance of flowers floats~Someone is singing~Singing happiness, melancholy, flowing water, old age~

I am here.Has this been said many times, here, the city, state of mind, loneliness and smiles are mixed.Maybe, there was hatred and regret, but it disappeared quickly.It was a long, long time ago. I can't talk about hating others, but always myself.Thinking of this is like remembering another person, that is not me at this moment, this short moment, I am the same, this frozen moment, I am the same, it is 21-year-old Xiao Su riding a bicycle through Suzhou one evening Some landmarks, humming a song and thinking about something, someone lost their cigarette butt, someone was waiting for the green light, someone was rehearsing at the side of the fountain, and a store was discounting... This momentary painting has already happened, it will not Change.

——Tell me how long it has been since the train left, the person I miss is whizzing by~
There is a man who runs at night at the same rate as me, and I don't change speed in a certain rhythm, and neither do men.So he was on my right, and I happened to be singing, walking side by side for a long time.

——Imagine a rose in the future, and the white bird carries it back and forth in the dark night...

Tens of meters later, the song was still going on. I stopped at a traffic light that looked like that intersection. This stranger who heard me humming Pessoa all the way smiled brightly and ran forward when the light turned green. , I drove to another road with the song.Sometimes the hand taps the brake lines, sometimes it's the handlebars.

Singing Frost, I turned my head suddenly, maybe looking at the car behind, I stopped on the road, and said "Thank you! Te!" relaxed.

I thought, the little white bag on Fang Xue's back would be very cute, and I will go to see Paddington's play with her in a few days.Who is the other ticket for? It would be too worthless to let it go unused. Xiao Zhongzhong, she should be happy.Hahaha, I played the role of Little Bear, and I got three sets of tickets for Little Bear. I happened to watch it with my friends. It was worth it.

Xiaoyue asked me if I was riding a bike, and I said yes, he was a little worried because there were many cars on the road.Idiot, don’t keep asking the same question, okay? I’m riding a bike. Yes, the road is not safe. Yes, it’s more than [-] kilometers.Hahaha, this is leather, of course I didn't talk about it.

Is it a little different tonight?There are huge butterflies fluttering on the Gate of the East, followed by aerospace and starry sky, and then it turned red because of the pattern of the national flag. How are the people working in this mansion felt because of the light on the outer wall? Is it dazzling?

The light of the International Finance Building in the distance seems to be higher than the sky, but it is still night not far away.The fire-like fountain, behind the forest, for the rehearsal of the celebration, they sang, I stepped on the song, no, stepped on the song.

The words "innovation, greenness, coordination, openness, and sharing" on the green screen are my memories of the 20s.

——A man without a past~ Where did he leave his past, why did he lose his memory all of a sudden~
I am a woman without a past, will I go to the sea with someone?No, Osamu Dazai's obsession is not interesting.Not to mention Furong Yamazaki, I feel stupid.It’s good for me to ride the waves, but the sea water is unclean, I’m afraid of the dirty, human garbage, small animals and life in the sea, I dare not touch it, never, never.Is it his story?Pull it down.

——The future is always changed by the past, but they all have no past.

Ye Zang promised her not to drink, and the girl next door became his wife.Ye Zang was intoxicated all day long, and when he went downstairs, he saw that the benefactor had defiled her, so he hated her.He has long since lost his qualifications to be a human being. He said nothing about searching for the heart. I am glad that I did not study him well in high school. I like Akutagawa more. I am fascinated by many of his short stories. The stories are full of sadness and the language has classical beauty.

——Your heart is so beautiful, it brings me infinite happiness~
A traffic light is also like the farewell place, they all look the same, stop and wait.A chubby boy was beside him, singing "Blood Clot", I don't know if he would pay attention to it, ignore it or hate it.

——How many more times~ I can get your love~ How many more times~ I can live in...

I don't sing every time, I am like this, regardless of other people's eyes.Those other people probably wouldn’t notice that I’m just a strange woman humming while riding with a song, which is much more free and easy than sitting, lighter, indifferent and more comfortable.I rode alone, wandering around Sioux City, wandering between heaven and earth, wandering far away.

——At first I heard visitors knocking on the door, and I was hesitant to open it or not~
Frost, who will write a Proust?Ah, is he worth writing about?I don't know yet, the book is too thick for me to read it happily.I can also sing with Zhong Lifeng's drunken voice, a little disdainful and a little full-bodied.

Zhongzhong was lying on the bed, coquettishly: "Help me get the bookmark here, please?"

As I went to pick up the book, I said with a smile: "The book mark, is it a schoolbag or a mouse, what a mouthful."

"Book mark hahaha." She muttered again, "Make it your own, what, why are you so good at it, did you stay up late and know how to talk?"

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