It was dark very early. It was only 5 pm when Yuanda came out of Li Qian's house. He put his hands in his pocket on his shirt, kicking the pebbles on the ground restlessly. The tall sycamore trees on both sides of the road had already fallen.
It was cleared, only the bare trunks were left. The dark yellow light shone down from the top of the trunk, illuminating the snow on the ground so white.
"Oh!" Yuan Da sighed softly, which made the park that was so quiet around him sound.
In the past, I would come here often. The two would sit back to back on the grass, talking about their thoughts and thoughts. The past that both of them talked about was remembered in their hearts and turned into memories.
Gradually, a hawking sound came from a distance. Yuan Da smiled and walked for so long before he knew it, and actually came to the night market in the north of the park. It seemed that the cold winter did not reduce his desire to shop.
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"By the way, I don't know if it's still there." Yuan Da suddenly patted his forehead gently, remembering something. He speeded up and walked towards the stone sculpture in the center of the night city. This was a flying dragon nearly three meters high ascendant to the sky.
The reason why stone sculptures stand in the center of the night market is that they hope that their business can fly higher and higher, and become more prosperous like a flying dragon.
Yuanda stretched out his hand to touch the base of the stone carving, and walked while touching. The smooth marble was so cold that it made people tremble. Suddenly his hands became rough. Yuanda squatted down, "Haha..." He used his hands
Slowly stroking, something was engraved on it, but I couldn't see clearly, Yuanda took out his cell phone and called Yi Meng's cell phone.
"Yuanda, where are you?" Yi Meng almost shouted and said it. She had been waiting for Yuanda for a day.
Yuanda still touched it with his hands, and a sweet smile was still hanging on the corner of his mouth, "Yimeng, I'm in the park."
“Where do what?”
Yuan Da smiled sweeter, "I'm at the night market."
"Do you want to buy something?" Yi Meng couldn't help but wonder. Could it be that Yuanda wants to buy something?
"I'm here in the stone sculpture."
Now, Yi Meng was silent. After a long time, she slowly opened her mouth, "Stone sculpture, are there any words we carved?"
Yuanda nodded vigorously, "Yeah, there is still."
"Haha, really? I want to go and have a look."
"Then come!" Yuanda originally wanted to say that I was waiting for you, but he thought for a while and swallowed the words back.
"Yeah, wait for me, I'll go now."
Before Yuanda could answer, Yi Meng hung up the phone. Yuanda put away his phone, then stood up, leaned against the stone sculpture, and stared blankly at the night market. "The plane will be 2 pm tomorrow, this one for tomorrow
Time... I'm not here anymore, I'm not by her side." Yuan Damin smiled, "I'm not escaping, I'm just for her."
The night market was noisy and chaotic, and everyone was smiling. The lights were getting lighter and lights were getting lighter. The snow on the ground had turned into a faint water accumulation, and the legs had lost the chill it should have.
The passing wind brings a scent that makes people swallow, which is definitely tempting the stomach. From time to time, there are groups of girls passing by, and the hearty laughter makes people feel happy. Yuanda is gentle
He raised his head and there were a few wisps of white smoke not far away, floating upwards. It should be like barbecue. Listen carefully, and there were very popular songs in my ears, but there were too many stalls and the songs were played differently. Listen