A man from City B was wearing white casual clothes, with pretty features, a slender figure, long legs, and waist-length hair. He was walking leisurely on the street with his hands in his pockets. People around him noticed that this man was very strange and dressed in a nondescript manner. The combination is not normal unless it is strange. Obviously this strange person must be abnormal.
"Handsome guy, why is your skin so good and delicate and traceless, and why do you keep your hair so long? Do you want to be like me?..." A bold "woman" came up to strike up a conversation. The first sentence made Ji Yiyun a little happy, and then When he came down, his face became darker and darker.
"You can do it with a little powder. Your hair is a wig. Are you happy?"
"Not very happy...you idiot..."
"If you're not happy, why should I be like you?"
"..."
She was not given a chance to ask further. There were a bunch of people watching a show nearby. Under the strange looks of a group of people, Ji Yiyun stepped away and ran away.
Walking out of City B, which is filled with high-rise buildings, Ji Yiyun followed the address given by Zhang Chengde and came to a villa area near a natural lake. The trees here are lush, the grass is long and the orioles are flying, and the air is fresh. However, the fallen leaves in late autumn make the place look a lot eclipsed. .
At this time in the afternoon, there was no one nearby, but he met an old man in his sixties who was fishing by the lake. Ji Yiyun pretended to be a fishing enthusiast and chatted with him.
"Uncle, this place is quite quiet, with a beautiful environment and no one to disturb you. It is indeed a good place for health and fishing." Ji Yiyun said.
"That's right! This place is very suitable for us old people. We can take a walk or catch fish in our free time. It's not a good place for retirement!" The old man who is old but still in good health is quite talkative. Hearing The young man was willing to explore these topics with himself and said happily.
"It shouldn't be fun to fish alone! I mean, you should have fishing friends, why don't you invite them over to fish together, it will be more fun." Ji Yiyun said to explore the topic.
"Yes, why not? It's just that something happened to his family. My fishing friend's son was taken away by the gods, leaving the couple alone. They have been unhappy in these years. What a sin. What a good person. If you say no, it's gone." The old man mentioned the fishing friend and sighed with some sympathy, allowing Ji Yiyun to basically determine the target.
"So what's going on with them now? Are they still living here?" Ji Yiyun asked casually, looking at the sparkling lake.
"It's still there, but I heard he wanted to change the environment so as not to fall in love with the scene here. Why are you asking about this?" As the old man spoke, he became a little wary. He stared at Ji Yiyun, who was indifferent, and asked about his fishing hobbies. I felt like I was being pried into things that had nothing to do with fishing.
"Don't be nervous, old man. Someone asked me to come over and look after them. There's no other reason. I just wanted to inquire about you when I saw you here." Ji Yiyun said. Only he himself knows whether anyone entrusted him with this.
"That's it! Then I'm relieved. Speaking of this, I thought of one thing. One of my fishing friends is very lucky, but he can't enjoy it. The person who will move here is his former wife-to-be. She often comes to see them and take care of them, what a good wife she is, but unfortunately... her son has disappeared, and she married someone else two years ago, and she is still helping them arrange a place, but what can she do?" Hearing Ji Yiyun's words, his mind aroused The old man's memory kept telling a lot about his fishing friend.
Ji Yiyun got what he needed and didn't stay any longer. He said goodbye to the talkative old man and strolled along the address he learned from there.
Ji Yiyun followed the clues and came to the outside of a medium-sized villa. He did not go in, but stood on the roadside to investigate the situation inside.
In autumn, the weather is a bit cold. Several sycamore trees in the yard are dropping their yellow leaves, and the ground is covered with a layer of fallen leaves. When the autumn wind blows, "rustling..." the fallen leaves rustle against the ground.
There were two middle-aged people in the yard, a middle-aged woman and a middle-aged man. Both of them were not too old. They only looked like they were in their fifties or sixties, but they looked haggard, as if they were seventy or eighty years old. In this state, there was obviously a serious loss of energy and spirit, and both of them were in a state of mental trance.
A man and a woman supported each other towards the house as the autumn leaves fell, and in the cold autumn wind, they slowly stepped onto the steps step by step. At this time, the woman stopped, in a daze, and called out a name with only a slight whisper. Blown away by the autumn wind and dispersed among the fallen leaves, she seemed to be shouting a name. Although her voice was very soft, Ji Yiyun heard it. Although she said it very softly and quietly, she did call out the name "Xiaofan".
At this time, the wife next to her sighed heavily and did not speak. On the contrary, he was just as sad. However, he quickly stretched out his hands and hugged his wife tightly, and then gently patted his back with his weak hands, as if Comforting her.
The already haggard woman hugged her husband tightly. Tears couldn't stop pouring out of her haggard eyes, and then she coughed again, "Cough, cough, cough..."
"I dreamed about Xiaofan yesterday and saw that he had come back. You and I were so happy at the time. Then, our family had a happy meal together, but I woke up before the meal was finished. I didn't keep Fan'er, but when I woke up, my tears soaked the pillow, and there was nothing left. When I woke up, my whole body felt empty."
As she spoke, the tears did not stop. Instead, they filled her face and blurred her eyes. After speaking, her mouth seemed to be twitching and shaking, and she began to choke and sob in a low voice.
"Xiao Fan, he will be fine. I believe he will come back to see us soon." The man comforted softly, but he might not believe it himself!
The two of them helped each other and walked into the house. They did not rest but prepared to pack their things. They just had two small suitcases. The man silently packed some items in the hall. The woman dragged a suitcase to a simple room with bookshelves. There was a house with many books on the house. She opened the wardrobe and took out the clothes and started folding them one by one. There was a gentle look on her face, as if she saw the person she wanted to see.
These clothes are obviously a room for young people, mostly casual and sporty, with few formal clothes to be seen.
Slowly folding the clothes, and then placing them neatly one by one, she folded slowly and carefully, but tears appeared on her gentle face, coming silently, maybe even she didn't notice it.
Although the clothes were folded very slowly, the clothes were always finished. She had finished folding the clothes and packed away the shoes and socks... She stared at the empty room in a daze, at a loss as to what to do.
"It's time to go! We've all packed up. Xiao Xu came to pick us up after a while. Although we didn't go to her home and didn't want to disturb her life, we kindly found a quiet place for us to retire. Don't delay Xiao Xu. It'll take a while." The man waited for a long time and didn't say anything. He only reminded him in the lobby after he had received a call and the car was already here.
The woman returned to her room and took out the last gift, a notebook. It was obvious that she had written a lot when she opened it. She opened the blank page with no words in the middle.
"We moved. The place that once had beautiful memories has become a place of sadness. We chose to move away. We were afraid that Xiaofan would not be able to find us when he came back suddenly, so we just moved to the nearby P area. As long as Xiaofan comes back soon, We will be found soon..."
As she wrote, her face was already full of tears. The tears dripped on the notebook inadvertently, becoming some of the emotions in the notebook - sad, missing.
