Love 5: I have an immortal view

“Xiaomo! Where are you! Why don’t you come out to see me?”

“why?!!!”

The middle-aged man looked at the calm Taganda Lake,

This is the place where they swore their oath, and it is also the place that witnessed the beginning of their love~.

At the same time, it is also the place where their love finally ends!

The middle-aged man has been waiting here since the last time I saw him – twenty-five years!

Every year he would come here to wait, looking forward to her being able to come back.

Tick ​​tock, mixed with the middle-aged man’s tears of longing, kept sliding down his cheeks and dripping into the lake water under the cliff.

Behind him,

A thriving pear tree is now full of pear blossoms.

There are no leaves, just clusters of pear blossoms, swaying constantly in the breeze on the lake.

“Why haven’t you come back? Why haven’t you come back? Have you forgotten me? Have you forgotten the agreement between us?”

The middle-aged man finally fell to the ground, and the mud and sand on the edge of the cliff instantly fell towards the calm lake because of his movements.

The green grass is covered with pear trees…

It was in stark contrast to the sadness and silence of the middle-aged man, as well as the unspeakable sadness.

“25 years… It’s been 25 years…”

“You said you like watching snow fall the most. I planted this pear tree for you. You said you like green grass the most. I planted this lawn for you…”

“Why do you just refuse to come back to see me?”

The middle-aged man reached out and gently stroked the green grass under his body.

This is the kind of turf that looks like a golf course. It grows very lushly, and it looks like a green carpet from a distance.

Accompanied by the breeze on the lake, the pear blossoms on the pear trees fluttered down from the trees bit by bit like snowflakes in winter.

Every year when the pear blossoms are in full bloom, middle-aged men will come here, hoping to wait for his “her” to appear.

Every year, he would come here in high spirits and return in disappointment…

It’s just that every year, he seems to feel that the person he’s waiting for is silently watching him nearby.

However, this year, the middle-aged man has been waiting here for several days.

Even the pear blossoms on the trees began to wither gradually.

But that feeling is gone…

It was as if the she he had been waiting for would never appear again.

Only the middle-aged man had the ability to shout loudly towards the lake like that just now…

“Xiaomo, where did you go? It’s been 25 years, have you really forgotten me? Or, what happened to you outside? There’s no way to come back?”

The heart of the middle-aged man seemed to be grabbed by someone in an instant, making him feel so painful that he couldn’t breathe.

Looking at the mirror-like lake, a thought gradually emerged in his heart.

That is to jump down from here and become one with the lake in Taganda,

In this way, he can always wait here, waiting for the person on the cliff.The grass, and her favorite snowflakes falling…

“Xiaomo… No matter where you go, or whether you still remember me or not, I will always wait here!”

“When the lake in Taganda dries up, when Taganda completely turns into a desert, I will also wait for you to come back to see me…”

hysterical,

The middle-aged man gradually stood up from the grass,

Looking at the wide lake, his right foot stepped out there.

Only at this moment,

A butterfly suddenly appeared from behind him, flapped its wings, and gradually came to him.

The middle-aged man was taken aback,

The movements under his feet also stopped at this moment.

“A Peng…”

A little bit of phosphorescence falls,

A voice mixed with a little tranquility came from behind him.

Suddenly, the middle-aged man’s body couldn’t help shaking.

Not caring about wiping away the tears on his face, he hastily turned around and looked behind him.

I saw a figure that was exactly the same as in his memory, standing opposite him, reaching out to caress the pear tree they had planted together.

At that time, they were only fourteen or fifteen years old. At that time, they were still very innocent, silently liking each other.

“Xiaomo…”

The middle-aged man stretched out his hand and touched the figure under the pear tree.

A warm and delicate feeling, exactly the same as the figure in his memory.

Even the girl at this time was still wearing the clothes she wore when she parted with him that spring.

Her hair was braided into two braids, hanging down on both sides of her shoulders…

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“A Peng…”

The girl’s voice sounded again, constantly echoing in the ears of the middle-aged man.

Then,

The two hugged each other tightly, and their joy almost completely drowned out the mood of the middle-aged man.

25 years…

He waited for a full 25 years…

Today, he finally saw her in his heart again…

At this moment, he doesn’t want to think about anything, at this moment, he doesn’t want to do anything, he just wants to hold her quietly like this, and stay with her until Taganda dries up, and everything here turns into a desert… …

“Xiaomo, where have you been? Where have you been all these years? Do you know how long I’ve been waiting for you? Do you know how much I miss you?”

Tightly, the middle-aged man hugged the girl,

He seems to have forgotten their time, 25 years have passed.

He has already become a forty-year-old greasy uncle, and even his hair has become a little gray.

As the so-called graying of the head overnight, the yearning of the middle-aged man is like a nightmare, making him forget about food and tea.

Even after the dead of night, she would still look at the moon in the sky, and the one who was thinking of him was looking at the moonlight with him.

“Don’t leave me again, okay? Xiaomo, promise me?”

The middle-aged man stared closely at the girl’s eyes, expecting her to give him an affirmative answer.

“A Peng, I promise you, I promise you…”

The girl hugged the middle-aged man tightly, and she also cried,

Not far away, Su Bei’s figure also appeared near this forest without knowing when.

His eyes flickered slightly, and he saw every move of the middle-aged man and girl.

The magic power of Zhuang Zhou’s dream butterfly outlined the figure of the girl,

Not only has her appearance, but also seems to have her soul, which is extremely vivid.

It’s just that he knows that the dream is still just a dream, even if a middle-aged man is addicted to it, he will eventually wake up.

Silently, Su Bei stood there and watched quietly.

He didn’t speak, nor did he disturb the trajectory of this world.

At this time, a gust of wind blew by, beside the middle-aged man and the girl,

The petals on the pear tree fell quickly like snowflakes. scholar.