Chapter 72: What I miss is young together (2)

She stopped and waited until the whole Houhai circled around in the evening.
She should have been tired, stopped in a place where there was no one, and randomly turned a tissue from her bag, put it on the ground, and sat up.
She stared at the lake thoughtfully for a long time before blinking her eyelids, retracting her gaze and lowering her head. Her fingertips touched casually on the ground, and accidentally touched a stone. She picked it up smoothly, then squatted up, pinched the stone, and stroked the ground.
He was afraid of being discovered by her and was intentionally separated from her, but he could vaguely recognize what she was writing on the ground from her posture.
It took a while before she stopped.
She stared at the place on the ground where she had just written and painted, and stared at it, then startled dumbfounded, and then He Jichen clearly felt her expression, from the initial indifference, little by little became very sad When she thought she was about to cry, she turned her head and looked at the lake.
It may be because the squatting time is a little long, her legs are sore, she didn't walk too long this time, she dropped the stones and stood up.
She moved her legs for a while, looked down at the ground, and finally walked away.
After she walked far and far away, He Jichen appeared only where she had just sat.
At this time, the sky was dark, all the lights around Houhai were on, the waves on the lake were dripping, and the scenery was a mess.
He Jichen recognized the white traces marked with stones on the ground by the dim street lights: You are full of Yuguang.
The seven simple words, He Jichen read it several times, one by one, and then concatenated this sentence in his heart.
He did not know how many times he repeated this meditation repeatedly, and finally it was only four words, surrounding his heart for a long time.
"Afterglow", "Manchu", "Manchu", "Yuguang"...
A night wind blew, with the bitter chill of early winter, awakened He Jichen who was standing on the spot.
He lowered his eyes slightly to cover the sadness and loss that appeared under his eyes, and then turned his head to look around for Ji Yi.
She was no longer around. He walked a short distance in the direction she just left, and then saw her sitting quietly by the window through a glass window of a bar called "Flying Fish" In his seat, he tilted his head and ordered wine to the waiter.
He Jichen stood on the street, looked at Ji Yi for a while, and entered the bar.
There was no light in the bar, except for the place where the singers were standing, there were lights on the ground, and only one candle on each table was burning.
The dim light obscured the face of the person. He Jichen made a mute gesture towards the welcoming waiter, chose the position behind Ji Yi, sat back to back, then took the wine list on the table and ordered a drink Tea.