[So you knew everything from the beginning? 】

Cheng Jingyao's heart sank slightly.

Shen Ji frowned, the kid got angry.

[When the notebook came to me, there was only the diary you wrote from September 14 to 10, 20. 】

[So, when the notebook is out of my hands, all content disappears, and the timeline does not start again until I buy the notebook? 】

This is a cycle. The timeline in the past has always existed, but this timeline is moving forward again. Cheng Jingyao, who has reached 21 years, sent the notebook, and Cheng Jingyao, who stayed at 14 years, bought the notebook, and then Started the cycle.

And so their conversation took place.

【clever】

Cheng Jingyao pursed her lips and fell into deep thought.

They are chatting now, what about the future him, the future him met this person earlier than himself.

But now he doesn't even know his name.

unfair……

Cheng Jingyao blew up the bangs on his forehead, feeling a little depressed.

[In the future, will we still be in touch? 】

Shen Ji pursed his lips, [No]

Cheng Jingyao didn't know whether to be happy or sad for a moment.

Too bad, how can there be no contact?

【what's your name? 】

【Send by Shen】

【Cheng Jingyao】

"Old Sun, you have a great network, help me check..."

Shen Ji: [Don't look for me]

Cheng Jingyao's words stopped abruptly, how did he know?

"What are you looking for?" Seeing that he stopped talking halfway, Sun Junhao asked suspiciously.

"It's nothing."

【Are you afraid of disrupting the future? 】

It was a problem, but somehow he just wanted to see what he looked like.

【I in your timeline, not me】

Shen Ji was unwilling to let him go to see the original owner, leaving himself alone.

[Why is it not you, I just take a look and don't bother you]

Cheng Jingyao curled his lips, why are you so petty.

The corners of Shen Ji's lips twitched helplessly, 【Why do you want to see me? 】

This stopped Cheng Jingyao from asking, but it didn't prevent him from making excuses.

[You must have seen what I look like in the future, I haven't seen you, it's not fair. 】

The complaining tone made Shen Ji's heart soften, his brows and eyes were slightly curved, childish.

【will see】

Cheng Jingyao muttered in a low voice, "I swear, maybe it's because I'm ugly."

【Don't worry, it's not ugly】

Cheng Jingyao quickly covered her mouth, what the hell?

Shen Ji waited for a while, but there was still no movement. He smiled helplessly, turned a page, and began to draw with a pen.

After a few minutes.

Shen Ji: [Turn to the back to see]

Cheng Jingyao took one last look before going to bed. He thought there would be no news, but when he opened it, he saw Shen Ji's inexplicable words.

He turned a page, and a portrait was drawn on the paper.

what?What are you doing here to draw a cartoon?

[Jiufen portrait, I haven’t drawn for a long time, my hands are raw]

Cheng Jingyao was startled, this is Shen Ji? !

This, this is not real!

Are people really so handsome?

Sun Junhao walked by with a thermos, and seeing Cheng Jingyao holding a notebook in a daze, he casually glanced at the portrait.

"Yaoyao, don't you like reading manga and anime?"

Sun Junhao took a closer look, hey, the author is awesome, you can imagine such a handsome face.

Cheng Jingyao slammed the notebook shut, and climbed onto the bed in three steps at a time.

Sun Junhao, who was ignored the whole time, took a sip of water for no apparent reason, and left.

Cheng Jingyao: [This is you? 】

Shen Ji: [It's me]

Cheng Jingyao's hand slowly touched his chest.

"Puff, puff..."

It was over, he was tempted by a stranger.

Cheng Jingyao, you are going to die, why are you so worthless!

Cheng Jingyao patted his reddened cheeks and wrote: [You can still draw]

Shen Ji: [Only you can't think of it]

Cheng Jingyao pursed her lips and started to smile, and after two seconds of smiling, she forced the smile down.

【Says like the truth】

Shen Ji raised his eyebrows, the children still don't believe it?

【Okay, it's all fake, it's time to sleep】

Cheng Jingyao snorted, 【Good night】

[Good night] Children.

Shen Ji got up and looked out the window at the constant traffic, a waning moon was hanging in the sky, the surrounding stars were shining, and tomorrow would be another sunny day.

On National Day, Cheng Jingyao went to Nanli City with a few roommates.

The itinerary was scheduled for three days.

Shen Ji said that Nanli City was beautiful, and other people were full of praise for it. Cheng Jingyao arrived at Nanli City with full of expectations.

After getting out of the car, I don't know if it was a psychological effect, but the air in Nanli City was much fresher.

Cheng Jingyao has always been in a good mood, the road he has traveled now, maybe Shen Ji will travel in the future.

Rounding it up, it counts as traveling together.

Knowing that Cheng Jingyao would go to Nanli City, Shen Ji was in no hurry to go back.

Although, they can't meet.

Cheng Jingyao: [Nanli City is really beautiful and lives up to its reputation]

Shen Ji: [I am now on Fengxiang Street]

Cheng Jingyao suddenly raised his head and looked around. As a famous scenic spot, and it was a holiday, Fengxiang Street was bustling with people, and there was nothing to see.

Also impossible to see.

He had forgotten that there were seven years between them.

【I have many people here】

【Me too】

At the same time, at the same place, there may be the same people, but it can never be them.

Not only are they separated by a vast sea of ​​people, but they are also separated by several timelines. Their footsteps may be repeated, but they will not overlap.

Cheng Jingyao walked slowly, the flow of people had already dispersed him and his companions, and now he was alone.

He looked at those fiery red maple leaves, but his eyes seemed to be looking at something else through the maple leaves.

Now he wants to see Shen Ji wholeheartedly, and the future him will definitely come here on this day, maybe the two will meet at a certain moment.

Or maybe they didn't recognize each other and just rubbed shoulders.

Cheng Jingyao leaned against the trunk of a tree, looked up at the luxuriant red leaves, and his mood gradually drifted away.

Shen Ji looked at the almost crowded scene, didn't bother to go any further, and stopped leaning against a tree.

The two of them didn't know that their figures overlapped across the torrent of time.

Suddenly, an idea flashed in Cheng Jingyao's mind. He took out a red ribbon from a previous event from his bag, took out a pen and wrote the word "yao", and wrapped it around the tree trunk.

If it disappears, then he will come here to wrap one every year. By 2021, he should be able to keep it, right?

After hitting a knot, Cheng Jingyao took out his notebook in satisfaction.

[I tied a red ribbon on a tree with my name written on it. 】

Shen Ji frowned slightly, looked around, his eyes flicked, and he fixed on the tree he was leaning on just now.

At the height of his shoulders, there is a red ribbon wrapped around it, and the word "Yao" is vaguely written in black ink at the end of the hanging ribbon, which is exactly the same as that of Cheng Jingyao.

This year Cheng Jingyao has no time to change the red ribbon. This ribbon was last year at the earliest. Because of the passage of time, the red ribbon has a dark red color and has been through vicissitudes. The ink on the word "Yao" has lost its ink and is no longer clear.

A smile appeared on the corner of his lips. Do the children know the meaning of wrapping the red ribbon?

He reached into his pocket, but actually took a similar red ribbon from the space, wrote the word "send" on it, and wrapped it around it.

Then I retrace the word "Yao" on the original ribbon.

The two ribbons are side by side, and the hanging parts are blown by the breeze and intertwined.

Shen Ji took a picture of this picture with his mobile phone, and then began to draw in his notebook.

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