Bamboo horse and bamboo horse grow up together

Yang Fan kicked hard at the stone at the entrance of the TV station twice, but the stone didn't move at all, and his feet were numb for a long time.Yang Fan thought to himself that he might have wanted to leave a long time ago, otherwise how could he have prepared all the procedures for going abroad in half a day.

On weekdays, the two often quarrel and fight when something happens, but it's just a quarrel, and it's over after the quarrel. When they are together, they hold hands and cook a meal. If they are in a good mood, they will hug each other at night. alright.In the past two years, because they got together less and separated more, the two didn't even have time to quarrel over some trivial matters.

This time, Yu Wen didn't quarrel, didn't make a move, took the photocopied certificate that had just come out of the printer and still had a temperature, and left without making a sound.

When a person turns 30, he never knows what he is thinking?Yu Wen didn't know what he was thinking at the time, so he wanted to escape, the farther the better, this escape lasted three years, three years, wandering around, where there was news, where everyone didn't want to go, Yu Wen rushed to go.

Yu Wen sat on the plane, when he left the land, the scene after opening the door began to appear in front of his eyes, anger, anger, still anger, and then suppressing his anger, Yu Wen's emotions were late for a whole day, and he accepted it after a day In reality, he suddenly reacted, looked at the clouds outside the window in dismay, and realized that he was on a plane and was flying to a foreign country.

For Yu Wen who has no home, the battlefield is really a good place. The sound of guns exploding in the distance brings stimulation, and the adrenaline in the body soars crazily. Although he knows the danger, it is absolutely irresistible, and he can't wait to walk with the bullets .Colleagues are often worried in the hotel, afraid of a sudden gun battle in the city, but when Yu Wen hears the occasional gunshots, he is often excited and wants to shoot something, preferably for the whole world to see.

But the impact of the real battlefield on Yu Wen was too great, the oil seemed to be really free, and it was poured on the body with a bang, burning for three or four hours, and an inexplicable smell wafted in the sky.The flames kept irritating the eyes, and when they were closed, they were in the shape of flames.

Yu Wen walked over, took a look, knelt on the ground and vomited, it turned out that cremated people can't be burned out for three or four hours, teeth, bones, black, white, red, what color are they, I can't identify them at all When it came out, I didn't dare to identify it carefully, I just knelt on the ground and vomited wildly, inhaling the smell in my nose, which made my stomach upset.

When Yang Fan knew where Yu Wen was going, it was half a month later. Yu Wen sent a report before the war. Yang Fan saw the news on his mobile phone and was so frightened that his hands trembled. Travel to the battlefield.

Yu Wen refused all of Yang Fan's contact methods, and Yang Fan also cut off the contact with Yu Wen angrily. Yang Fan glanced at the news, was startled by the gunfire, and threw his phone on the sofa.

Three years, more than 1000 days, whether the days are long or short, the days pass by in the blink of an eye when you are busy, and when you miss the person in your heart, it is 1 years at a glance.

Yang Fan sat on the street of the food street, ordered a bowl of hot and sour dumplings, sweating from the tip of his nose, the person opposite got up to leave, a girl ran over to take a seat with sharp eyes, and the boy who was walking with her took her hand and said, "Don't sit down!" , and the remaining warmth of that person."

Yang Fan's dumpling fell into the bowl. He lowered his head and pressed his hat vigorously, with his mouth half-opened.The sudden surge of emotion stuck in his throat blocked by dumplings, Yang Fan pressed his hat hard again, trying to suppress the rice in his throat.

Yang Fan turned his head to look aside, and squinted at the couple. The boy was fanning the girl with a long leaflet, and the girl stood beside the boy with her chin fixed on the boy's arm.

Missing someone doesn't need day or night, as long as you have him in your heart, you can contact him anytime, anywhere, and the past will follow.

Yang Fan couldn't bear the memory, stood up and left, he just wanted to walk, he could go anywhere.

The phone was vibrating in his pocket, Yang Fan was standing in a strange place, the trees on both sides were as red as fire, and as green as pine trees. Is it a dream? Where is this?Yang Fan put two fingers together and tapped his forehead non-stop, and the assistant's schedule came from the other end of the phone.

"Oh, it's really hard to find your place." Twenty minutes later, the taxi arrived.Yang Fan sat in the back of the taxi and looked back. The scenery on the side of the road was reversed, and two parallel lines of fiery red and emerald green met at the end of the road.

Yang Fan didn't want to ask where it was, the wind in autumn was a bit chilly, the next time he stood in the cool wind and looked at the beautiful scenery, he would be overwhelmed by the sadness of autumn, as long as he saw it once.

All the drivers in the world seem to have come out of a training class. They start talking with you about trivial matters, and then they turn to major national affairs. After commenting, they turn to international news. It's like going to the United Nations to take office.The driver talked about the situation in the Middle East, the war correspondent, Yang Fan nodded and said yes, dazed, slumped on the seat and let himself go.

At the event press conference, I don’t know who it is, and I mentioned my missing, Yang Fan collapsed, I tried my best not to think about one person, but my life is full of situations under his formation, who the hell is it? , gave him such a name that is easy to be mentioned.

Yang Fan lay on the bed in the hotel, exhausted, he lifted the quilt, the quilt was soft by the afternoon sun, and still had the warmth of the sun.Yang Fan kicked the quilt away, then hooked up the quilt with his feet, and retracted his whole body into the quilt.

In Yang Fan's dream, he remembered the street scene he saw in the afternoon. He dreamed that he had been walking on two roads for a long time. When a gust of wind blew, leaves of different colors fell together, and he was floating in the sky like a dandelion. For a long time, for a long time, I woke up sore.

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