In front of the birch, Josong regretted missing and slept with Xu Lin.It is not that Josson can calmly face the birch, but Xu Lin playing too hard.

"You are different today."I don't care much about the strangeness of Qiao Song, and the birch said how he felt at this time.

“Is there?”It's getting better."

Josson's words also confirmed the birch's view of him again.She looked at the slack in Josun's eyes and said, "After we met again, you finally relaxed when you faced me."

"Yes, because I'm faced with reality."

“What is reality?”

"The reality is that you don't belong to me."Jossong was still smiling when he said that.In this moment, what the birch wanted to do was to throw himself into his arms and talk to him about all the grievances.

But the truth is that the birch also smiled and said, "We are at least friends, can we walk with me?"

Then Josong made a please action, and the two of them slowly walked under the sycamore tree.It was five years later that they had met here, but this was the first time they had walked together.

Compared with the distant past, the two people can not hold hands together, and even intentionally or unintentionally, the two are still a distance apart.

At the beginning of the spring, there are no green leaves on the sycamore tree.The spring breeze is cold, so that people have a more desolate feeling when they are wrapped in tight clothes.

The two walked with them, either tacitly or unaccustomed, and did not say a word to each other.

This row of sycamore trees is close to 500 meters, and Qiaosong and birch have finally come to an end.The two stood by the last tree, and the eyes finally met.

“At the end of the day, I have a lot of work to do.”

"Don't talk."

“Huh?”

"Don't say goodbye so quickly, sit down with me."

After listening to the birch proposal, Josong laughed bitterly and walked with her to the riverbank next to the side of the tree.Before sitting down, the birch habitually pulled out the paper towel and handed it to Josson.The boaster loves to be clean, and this Josson knows it.

And he was very natural, taking the paper towel as before and rubbing away the dust from the stone surface.Maybe they can face each other's feelings, but some habits are already in the bones.The two also didn’t want to change their habits, which is a way of remembering.

“Thank you.”

"No."

After a brief chill, the two sat down facing the river, and Josson turned his head and asked, “When are you going to Europe?”

"I spent the Spring Festival in England and just came back yesterday."

“I ask, when are you going to immigrate?”

"I'm not sure I'll be going to England in a few days."

“Oh!”Then Josson no longer asked, he did not understand immigration, but compared to birch to go to England, is busy those things!

"I went to England to get my graduation."Soon, the bunker quickly explained.

“Ang!”Josson used the word again to hide his concern.But soon after realizing that he had said the word 'Ang', he quickly changed the subject: "Britain, is a beautiful country!"

Josun said this, in exchange for others to hear will think he is merciless.The foreign moon is very round, which is the recognition of the Chinese people many years ago.

The birch, who did not answer, knew the meaning of Josson's words.She knew that Josson longed for Britain, not because it was called a developed country.

What Josson loves is the hottest football atmosphere there.He loves the Premier League, that intense physical confrontation, crazy competition.

Bai birch did not say more, just in the spring breeze, they pulled the chain on their own.And when Josong Yuguang saw it, he hurriedly said, "You are afraid of the cold, be careful and freeze to fever."

“Oh!If I had a fever, would you still hold me warm?”Bai Hua said that in the lunar month last year, he had a fever, and when he waited for the doctor to line up, Josson had been holding her trembling.

Josson did not respond, for he saw the red scarf inside the birch-shirt.I watched her take it out and bring it to herself.

“Give it to you.”

"Liverpool scarf, you've given me one before."

"Well, I took this scarf and watched a ball at Anfield."For this scarf, the white boaster flew to England.

At this time, Josson looked at and smiled, but did not reach out to take this gift.Liverpool football team's home, Anfield, is where he has been all his life.

At the same time, the white twirnet was also caught in the memories.When they were young, Josson said to her, “Birch, you know what?A small England has seven leagues.I swear I'm going to play there one day."

"And my ultimate goal is to step on the lawn of the Anfield Stadium and fight like Gerrard."

Thinking about what Josson once said, now it seems to be bragging.And then they were so sure.But life is like this, not because you have dreams and pay, you will get.

“It was hard when you were in Shanghai.”After a moment of silence, the bosom said such a word.

"There's nothing to suffer, just run a small business."

"Is it?"“Doesn’t it hurt your leg?”

“No feeling.”

Looking at Joe Song's understatement, Bai Hua also tried to squeeze out a smile.To this day, he is still hiding from himself.He was hurt so much that only birch knew outside of Josun.

"Josson, you are the greatest star in my heart."

“Ha!”

Josson also blew a cold wind when he laughed at himself.He reached out his hand and helped the birch pull up his coat.Similarly, birch put a scarf around his neck.

And when they were holding back their hands, they also touched each other.In this way, the two people, like a sculpture, quietly let each other meet their hands.

"I'm sorry I didn't succeed, otherwise you would be my wife now."

"Don't say sorry, it will make me feel guilty."

“Birth!”Calling out her name, Josson also clasped her hands tightly, her hands cold.

And Josson, by his inner impulse, no longer hesitated: "Give me another chance."

“Hmm.”Bai Huan wanted to answer this way, but the word was this: "Josson, we have all grown up."

“You...”

"When we first said it was good to run away, we were young and ignorant."

With the words of the white boirium, Joe loosened her hand.In his heart, he always believed that the birch had a reason to leave himself.For example, her father could not see himself as a poor boy.

"Josson, I wish you happiness."After saying this with a smile, Bai Huan quickly got up and walked toward her Mastilla.

I could only look at her back, and Josson wanted to follow, but she felt so stupid.So sitting in the same place, she could not see the tears after turning around, the birch flowed down.