[Original] [serialization] blooming at that time (1)

　　This novel has never been written in Chapter 4 since the summer of the third year. I hope that one day I will write it, not just like most of my novels. I once hoped to write my own, my friends, and my friends into their stories, but I found it very difficult.
　　My cousin spoke highly of this novel and thanked her very much. She had been supporting me since a long time ago. She thought that I wrote well, which at least satisfied my vanity for a certain period of time, although it seems that some things are not as good as you think later. Maybe one or two years, or a shorter time, this novel will also be defined as one of my failed works.
　　I found that my mood is very easy to change. For example, I am very depressed when I write this novel, so if I want to write it now, I cannot find that feeling. Maybe when this novel is completed, it will be my next fall in love. But now it seems that the day is still far away.

The sky at that time
Yes
On the blue window sill
Watching youth walk through the hills
Occasional wind
Blow away your singing
Thoughts
Always think like this

It's also windy
You are packing your bags
I turned around
Escape your tearful eyes
You say dream
It is waiting for you in the distance
You will look back when the flowers bloom

When flowers bloom
You are by my side
Slight sorrow in Singing
Thank you!
Where are you wandering
Have you forgotten in a tired dream?

I
 
Ye is lying on the railing of the balcony, looking at the sea in the twilight hours, watching it as calm as ever in the dark. The street lights on the street downstairs lit up from the west to the east, and the street lights suddenly became brilliant. A one-stop lamp suddenly stops when it reaches the right lamp downstairs, and then skips it from the next lamp and continues to the east. The street is wet and bright, but it seems so lonely without any pedestrians. He woke up in a dull state with a bell ringing at in the distance, and his hunger had been waiting for more than half an hour. He turned around and wanted to ask Lin Ning what to eat at night, but he only saw the darkness in the room. A sudden loss made his heart sink. He smiled and opened the balcony door and walked into the room.
He lit the light and instantly got into every corner of the room. The room was very clean, and Lin Ning had clearly carefully organized it when she left. On the wall of the "Final Fantasy X-2" poster, the side of a large photo, it is he and Lin Ning in Beihai Park photos. Lin Ning holds a bag of potato chips, and smiles like a child, while he is very old and standing, he looks a little cautious. Lin Ning said that his photo was the most delicious, And he sprayed an oversized photo on the wall at the inkjet printer. The opposite wall is a closet with a leaf magazine and Lin Ning's CD on it. A marble paper pressed a piece of paper on the coffee table under the closet told ye that she was leaving.
He sat down on the ground and pulled out the paper below the town paper. Suddenly, his heart could not tell. That's not what he expected, but why he was so hesitant. He finally put down the paper and opened the cabinet next to him. There are only a few lonely plastic bags in the cupboard and a long shopping invoice. He and Lin Ning like rice noodles very much. They bought more than a dozen boxes each time and came back with a bicycle frame. He shook his head and picked up the key on the tea table and went out of the door.
There are basically no people on the street. He walked straight with no umbrella. The street lights on the side were unfortunately sacrificed in a throwing competition and have not been repaired yet. At the intersection of the street and a big road, he stopped and watched the traffic flow on the road. Today is 6th, he decided to walk in the direction of the first car with a tail number of 6. A white jetta decides that he should go south.
The busy bus along the road is in stark contrast with the quiet street. Sun Yanzi's "too lazy to manage" is in the photo store on the side of the road. Ye finally kicked the stone on the ground and heard such a lyrics, "only to find the key left at home ". He touched his pocket, but there was nothing left empty. Then he went deeper and found a big hole in his pocket. He shook his head helplessly and looked back at the key for nothing. His wallet is missing along with the key. He sat down in frustration, turning his pants pockets inside and outside, like finding clues about the key and wallet. In a short time, my stomach started calling again. This gave him the idea that he had to fill his stomach first. He found his cell phone in his shirt pocket, turning up and down the phone book with few entries. Turning to "Lin Ning", he paused and deleted the article. The mobile phone told him "deleted" faithfully ". He held his cell phone and stared straight at the screen. What's wrong with me. The soft blue backlight of the mobile phone went off, but it was exceptionally dazzling. For a long time, he stood up and began to go back. When he walked downstairs, he noticed several small advertisements on the pillar of the non-bright street lamp: A "dedicated treatment of sexually transmitted diseases", a "Dredging sewer", and a "small x household electrical repair ", another one is exactly what he needs, "professional unlocking ". He stood under the street lamp and dialed the phone number from the magazine. A gloomy girl told him that the other party was not in the service area. He walked down to another street lamp with an advertisement for a different unlocking company. While thinking about how he didn't notice this, ye finally called again. The guy who answered the phone at the Lock Company was enthusiastic and told him that he would be there soon.
He went upstairs and turned on the light in the corridor. This is a residential building in 1980s. The facilities are outdated, but you can see the sea view on the balcony. It is also very cheap. The paint on the stair handrails is no longer available, and the wooden handrails are worn by the residents of the upper and lower floors. In the corner of the corridor, there are ancient coal stoves and coal balls piled up. I don't know how many years it has been, and the dirty surrounding area is black. Ye finally stepped onto the fourth floor and found the key and wallet falling into the door. He picked it up, but there was no sense of luck. He was about to open the door. He remembered that he had just called the Lock Company and sat down on the stairs.
As the young man from the Lock Company agreed, ye motioned to start his work. He opened the door easily with several wires, and ye paid for it. When he entered the room, he went to bed with no worries.
It wasn't long before the phone rang. Ye used Motorola v998, which is known as the best sales in history. The ringtones were harsh. He picked up his phone and accidentally pressed the wrong key and refused to answer the call. He looked at the other party's number. He called it from Huangpu District and went to bed. The next phone call was even more fierce. As soon as I pressed the answer key, I heard Huang Pu say in a fake way, ye Mo, you are not really a man. You should go downstairs now, or I should go up and open your house door, and then I will go down. Ye finally rubbed his eyes and looked down on the balcony. Only two people stood under a street lamp. Ye muttered downstairs and squashed a Coal Ball in the dark corridor.
Whampoa is as fierce as a woman. Ye finally saw Lin ning on the edge of Huangpu District, and his mind sank. Lin Ning is turning around and leaving. He was grabbed by Huang Pu, and Huang Pu said, "You are not a man at ye. Lin Ning is so nice to you, why are you abandoning her. Lin Ning bowed his head and shook his hand and said softly, don't ...... Huang Pu said Lin Ning, don't worry, I have to let this not a human account today, and then scold ye. Ye finally shook his head and walked up to Huangpu District to say that you don't care about us. Turn around and go back. Huang Pu stunned for a moment, and then scolded ye, you are really not a man, you are really not a man.