I will accompany you until the age of 25

【It's better not to meet each other】

00

The sky was slightly dewy, and it was only a few minutes before dawn broke.

The pigeons on the square spread their white wings and drew beautiful arcs above the clock tower.

Another new day.

01

Lan Dian yawned, and lazily dragged out of the room, only to see Yang Muyu sitting on the sofa decadently, with a white mass between his legs.

"Morning, Mr. Landlord..." She rubbed her eyes, "What's wrong with you?"

Her drowsiness subsided in an instant after seeing Dabai's appearance clearly. After several struggles, she still hugged him, whose body had already been so cold.Dabai closed his eyes, and it seemed that he was just asleep. Blue Dot had actually been mentally prepared for it for almost ten years. It has been with him for nearly ten years, so he should be content.Blue Spot gently stroked its stiff hair, said "good night" to it, and took the blanket to wrap it up.

After doing these things, she realized that something was wrong with Yang Muyu.

"What's the matter with you? Because of Dabai?"

She tried carefully, but Yang Muyu didn't answer, "Hey, you're back to your senses." Lan Dian waved her hand in front of his eyes, and Yang Muyu asked in a low voice: "Lin Yang... who is it?"

She raised her head with slack eyes, as if looking at the blue dot, but her outline was not reflected in her eyes.

Blue Dot looked at him in shock, his hands were trembling, and he couldn't help biting his lower lip.And Yang Muyu just looked at her, still expressionless.

"You...you don't remember him...?"

02

"Manager, you have answered the phone... The general manager has been looking for you..."

"Help me book a ticket to N City, immediately."

"Eh...? That's not..."

"immediately."

"Dududu---"

The first phone call that the new lady secretary answered was coldly hung up, and she looked at her general manager, Yang Muyu's father, a little at a loss.

"The general manager...that..."

"Let him go."

The old man who was over half a century old felt that he was unable to do what he wanted, and looked at the back of the secretary, "It's time to let go... He is no longer a child who can be manipulated by me."

03

In the middle of the night, Yang Muyu finally arrived at N City Airport. Lan Dian was already so tired that she fell asleep. He asked someone to take her home, but he was not in a hurry to go anywhere, just sitting silently on the cold chair in the waiting hall.

The pain spreading from his fingertips corroded his nerves, and something invisible poured into his body bit by bit, so heavy that he couldn't move.

My eyes are so dry that my eyes are blurry.

He didn't think of anything because of what the blue dot said, but he was puzzled, very puzzled.

And this doubt made it even more difficult for him to breathe.

what is the problem?

what is going on!

There were a few people in twos and threes in the waiting hall, dragging heavy suitcases, the sound of wheels rolling on the porcelain surface was particularly harsh in this empty waiting hall.Yang Muyu raised her head when she heard the sound, and saw a thin young man dragging a suitcase and walking slowly towards the exit, and suddenly it gradually overlapped with a picture in her mind.

Yang Muyu raised her head when she heard the sound, and saw a thin young man dragging a suitcase and walking slowly towards the exit, and suddenly it gradually overlapped with a picture in her mind.

"Look, what's there?"

The young man with a blurred face and figure pointed to the train tracks.

"An uncle is holding a bucket, broom and rag."

It seemed to be his own voice, and it was still a little immature.

"What is he doing?"

The boy's unique voice sounds very comfortable, and people can't help answering seemingly childish questions.

"Washing the railroad."

"Short sentences together."

"Uncle washes the railway?"

He followed the boy's words very patiently, but he didn't feel irritable. Instead, he felt a warm feeling from the bottom of his heart.

"Change 'uncle' to 'auntie.'"

"Auntie washes the railway."

"Well, Auntie washes the railway."

The soft laughter seemed to be still in his ears, but there was no one around him...

The boy seemed to feel Yang Muyu's gaze, and he turned his head for a glance, his eyes met, and he turned his head a little flustered.

04

Walking out of the airport, he walked to a stop sign with a familiar car. It should be a strange city, but he felt familiar, and he still felt a little nostalgic...

even……

Even every road has a familiar taste.

With his eyes closed, he could still draw what kind of buildings and trees on which road, as if every stroke was engraved in his eyes.

what is going on……

Didn't I grow up in America...

Among the densely packed station names on the stop signs, I saw an inconspicuous name-Nanhu Park.

I can no longer take my eyes off... I have to go there, and if I go, I can remember some things.

Can you really remember it?

But he couldn't take a step forward, the soles of his feet seemed to be glued to the ground, and he actually... felt a little scared?

05

He came to the side gate of Nanhu Park. He didn't take a ride, but walked slowly step by step. In a state of extreme trance, he stopped there unknowingly.

The old man who was doing morning exercises was jogging with the radio in hand. He felt a little strange when he saw the young man standing at the door. He was wearing a black suit and had a straight back. Even if he squinted, he could only see his back.

Generally speaking, no one would come to do morning exercises wearing a suit... The old man guessed that he was looking for someone, so he kindly walked over and asked: "Young man, are you here looking for someone? If you can't find it, just ask someone." The water vapor in the morning is heavy, and it is easy to catch a cold standing here."

Yang Muyu turned her head to the side, her shoulders were indeed damp, she breathed in the cool air, and said to the old man, "Yes, I'm looking for someone."

"What does that person look like? Maybe I've seen the old man before."

"I do not remember."

"what?"

"... Is there an arch bridge here?" He caught a flash of thought and asked uncertainly.

"Yes, there are many arch bridges in this park...there is one over there." The old man wiped his sweat with the towel hanging around his neck, and pointed to the small arch bridge in the distance blocked by willow branches.

The willows are shaded.

He was at a loss like a child who has done something wrong, and he saw the small two words engraved on the bridge at a glance.

I carved it, and a voice in my heart told him.

Yes, because I made a mark on it, I was scolded by the owner of the name-vandalism is wrong.

Lin Yang...?

Yang Muyu turned around, the branches of the old willow trees by the lake grew so long that they hung down to the surface of the lake, making circles of ripples on the surface of the lake with the breeze.Thirteen strokes, it takes thirteen strokes to write this name, thirteen touches between the pen tip and the paper...

Unknowingly, he walked to the bottom of the tree, and placed a rusty shovel at the root of the tree. Without wasting time thinking about it, he dug down where the shovel was pointing, and vigorously removed the hard lumps of soil. Planed out and scraped into the lake.

A corner of a square box sealed by layers of scotch tape was exposed. Yang Muyu pulled it out of the soil in silence, held it in his hand for a while, and then cut it open with a portable Swiss army knife, layer by layer. peeling off.

After the transparent glue is finished, go to the plastic bag, then the newspaper, the newspaper from five years ago, and a wooden box. When I opened the box, I found that there was transparent glue inside. trays and very ordinary envelopes.

What a bad feeling...

He murmured to the letter, swallowed his bitterness, and opened the yellow envelope as calmly as possible...

To the 25-year-old you.

I have nothing to give you, but I am willing to accompany you until the age of 25, if you still need me to stand by your side at that time...

Maybe it will be extended.

I don't know... what we will be like in the future, but... I am willing to do my best to fulfill this promise.

If I came to this place with you when you were 25 years old, then I would like to say...

Marry me.

book in the window of the great library

林央

06

He was trying very hard to put together the broken pictures in his mind.

After reading all the contents in the USB flash drive, he leaned back on the chair weakly, staring straight at the ceiling.

It was a diary he wrote in different moods, and a photo he secretly took.

It is impossible to describe the complexity and chaos in my heart at this time, many things are gushing out from somewhere, and they are all stuck in my throat, unable to come out or go back.What's more terrible is that his nose is sore, that feeling... What's going on?

What the hell did I forget...

And what was presented in front of him told him one by one that he had forgotten one person.

A very important person.

07

Hospitals are always scary places.

But he had to go...

"Do you think you are going too far?" Sitting on the hospital bed, Lin Xuan said to Yang Muyu's seemingly untouched expression.

"……Yes."

He couldn't deny it.

"Then what are you doing here? If you have nothing to do, please go out."

Lin Xuan calmly issued the eviction order, Lan Dian was so flustered that he didn't know what to do, he could only look at Yang Muyu eagerly, and said with his eyes, "I, I, I can only help you...>:-<"

"...I want to know where Lin Yang is." Yang Muyu lowered her head, her tone was flat.

"Dead, five weeks ago. Are you satisfied?"

Landian's brain became congested instantly, and she didn't dare to tell him directly... Lin Yang died before she went to the United States... As a result, Lin Xuan said so.

Yang Muyu thanked her and left in a hurry.Not noticing Lin Xuan's complicated look at him from behind, Blue Point looked left and right, and finally decided to call Zhou Jingliang in.

08

"Hey...then what...are you okay?"

Blue Dot stopped Yang Muyu at the entrance of the hospital, and the other party replied with a note of "hmm".

"..." So is it good or not...?

In fact, Blue Dot didn't know what happened between them, but he managed to find some clues.She heard him say that he had a car accident five years ago, and then forgot all the previous things, speaking very lightly.

Many people have had the experience of lightly telling people around them who can listen to their painful things and feelings, and Yang Muyu is no exception.

"Then did you remember anything?" She chased Yang Muyu's gradually accelerating pace, and finally had no choice but to trot all the way to keep up.

"……Nothing at all."

Even, there is no impression of the traces of the two getting along.Looking at those diaries, those photos, I don’t feel any nostalgia... What comes to my face is full of strangeness, and there are also thoughts like "Is this really me?"...

Even though the physical pain was unbearable, the brain did not convey any useful memories to him.

I feel bad, Lin Yang.

09

mid-December.

A black tombstone erected not long ago stood in a neat cemetery.Different from the people who came to visit the grave with white daisies in their hands, Yang Muyu walked over against the winter drizzle holding a bouquet of bright red roses.

"I am late."

He knelt down and gently placed the rose beside the man.

"You scold me."

The man just looked directly at him quietly.

"..."

"sorry."

Silent for a long time.

Until he returned to the United States, he didn't remember who Lin Yang was.Even though he has read all related letters, objects, and places, and walked through them countless times.

He spent a whole year thinking about it, but to no avail.

He chose to give up.

Lin Xuan also just stood outside the airport, saying goodbye to him silently.

"Let's go back."

Zhou Jingliang put his coat on him, Lin Xuan nodded, and let him lead him back to the car like a child.

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After he went back, he seemed to be living the same life as before, as if he had never been back to N City, he was overwhelmed by the busy work.

He thought nothing had changed.

It’s just one more thing, no matter how busy you are, you have to go to the community for a stroll. There is a new big fountain there, and the children like to run there and have fun.

He was sitting there looking at his phone as usual, when suddenly a white figure flashed past in front of him, something was touched in his heart, causing great waves of shock.

It was a large dog with thick fur covering its ears and a fluffy tail. It threw itself into its owner's arms cheerfully, wagging its tail.

The blond boy pushed his dog helplessly, but he looked like he had no chance of winning...

Yang Muyu walked over uncontrollably, bent over and stretched out her hand, and asked in Chinese, "Are you okay?"

The young man stared at him blankly, with a confused expression on his face, then remembered that this was Chinese taught by his teacher, and replied with a blunt accent, "Thank you."

When Weiliang's fingertips touched him, the boy was hugged very hard. He felt strange for a while, thinking that the teacher said that the Chinese way of greeting is not a hug...

Then I felt a wet feeling from my shoulder, "First, sir?"

The blue eyes looked at the dog who was sticking out his tongue speechlessly. Is this gentleman crying or drooling?

10

It's not that he doesn't feel anything, it's just that he doesn't realize it.

That feeling has long been ingrained and cannot be washed away with time.

He remembered, he finally broke through the barrier and remembered about that person.

Obviously it was the last thing to forget, but he forgot it so thoroughly.

What had been stuck in his heart since he saw that name finally found a breakthrough, and the pain quickly eroded his body and mind.

sorry……

sorry……

Yes, it was my fault...

Yangyang, I'm sorry...

sorry……

I've kept you waiting for so long... I'm really... very sorry...

Yangyang... I made such a big mistake, but why didn't you come and scold me.

don't ignore me...

Lin Yang can no longer say anything to blame him, this is the most severe way to scold him.

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The author has something to say:

Finally finished writing, I want to open a new hole!

Because the high school entrance examination is about to come, I want to write a campus essay!

That's why Chen Bumu Cao Hang fell, etc. This is no excuse⊙▽⊙

So... this story ends here, if I mind... let's read this from the beginning slowly, and you will probably find that I have a lot of sinister intentions [mud]

Finally, thank you girls⊙▽⊙