Fortune tellers are very cunning.

(1) Besides loneliness, she is me. He knew the invisible fact in his heart. Afraid to look into her eyes again, I lit a cigarette and glanced at the direction of the train.

"Don't look at T.A. It gets cold as soon as it gets to Beijing. Take care, Kay. " She took her daughter who only likes to jump and tell her gently.

"whoops!" The slowing train approached the distance. His heart tightened: "Xiao Mo, I'm leaving. I'll come back to see you next summer."

"Mom, I also want to take the train. I haven't been on a train for a long time. " The little girl was glad to see the train coming and looked up at her mother.

"Hey, sit down next time and say goodbye to your uncle."

He grabbed her right hand: "Go back, I got on the bus!" " "Xiao Mo's hand slipped out of his sweaty palm, and a wisp of long hair tied into a ball head spread out, covering her pale half face and faint smoke eyebrow, always with a shy smile. Kay felt that nothing had changed. She was still looking back at the holiness when she was fifteen, and she was still uneasy about not being able to set foot on that slope when she was seventeen.

Kay stuck her head out, and the wind from the train station raised the edge of the beige plaid dress with a little foam, while the little girl was like a pink cotton candy, gently sticking to the corner. Fade away, fade away, like a dust falling into August.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, the blue sky was clear and bright, and a large cloud floated by, as if it might land on the roof at any time. Xiao Mo leaned against the windowsill, his empty heart was as empty as the sky, except for the tears that kept pouring out of his eyes. The road to the north is blurred, the road is as long as water mist, and he is in a trance, still at the beginning of parting.

(2) Ten years before the horse was beaten, dust drifted by and time and space flowed, and everything seemed to be enchanted. Love that is not revealed in a foreign country always lingers after sunshine and storms. The phrase "Wait for me" that Kay dare not say will always meet with "He invited me to the movies", "He said he would take me to Tibet to see", "He said that jewelry and black and red veil also match my temperament" and "He said that he began to like children if they were born to me" ...

Every time Xiao Mo talks about this to Kaifa QQ from a distance, she always gets the same reply: Oh, good, good. Plus a smile. Then he became invisible. Xiaoyun felt that the mouse in his hand could not find the temperature more and more. Later, the enthusiastic one gave her a dazzling mini phone with a mirror: marry me!

Since there are no new words under the mouse, there is nothing to travel in the QQ world. Indulge in it forever The string of numbers left in the phone address book is just to enrich the memory.

(3) Marriage is the most likely game to make a qualitative change between men and women. The prince will become the master, the princess will become the worried mother, and the daughter of the witch who stole from the castle will wander on the edge of the castle.

After giving birth to her daughter, Xiao Mo's feelings are all focused on her new life. She feels that every day is changing with each passing day, just like clouds with changing colors and light and shadow. Those unknown joys are growing in her eyes between her fingers every second.

The father of the child is on tenterhooks all day, and the family has changed. Xiao Mo became neat, sensitive and family-oriented, and the children were not as cute as expected, crying and urinating. I miss my trip to Tibet. Let's leave now. Xiao Mo refused: the child is too young to leave for more than half a month. Besides, the altitude sickness like the last death still made her nervous.

He left and didn't come back until his skin was tanned. His excited brow was slightly drunk and blurred with highland barley wine, and the lingering fragrance of Gesanghua was dancing.

Gradually, he fell in love with his footsteps and drifted in all directions. Everywhere I go, I will send several scenic spots MMS to Xiao Mo. Soon after sunset, I will send a message on the board: I'm tired, please take the children to bed early. And turned it off.

Children who are only weaned are the hardest to bring, and their biological clocks are often reversed. I had a good time at night and didn't sleep until the early hours of the morning. Xiao Mo has always been a book. When I was a girl, I fell in love with Wang Guozhen.

Thin fog

A faint rain

The faint clouds swam leisurely.

Now, I like Xi Murong's poems. Reading with children is only suitable for reading short poems:

When the wind blows.

I'm just tightening my clothes.

Protect my heart that is still singing.

Keep Qiu Lai from eavesdropping

At that time, 17 years ago, 200 1 year, Xiao Mo was 27 years old, but she experienced lonely days and nights at the age of 47. 27 years old, in the prime of life. A friend told Xiao Mo that you don't like reading. Now "Farewell to Andrew West" is very popular on the Internet, and her other new book "Bi t.a" is coming out soon.

Xiao Mo turned on the computer and did a search. It's really hot, but her writing is just sandwiched between her own choices. Some words in Xu Jiudan are yellow. I don't like Jiudan, but I also have a sense of reality about Zhang Ailing's fate. I like Zhang Ailing very much, but Xiao Mo thinks it is more the ethereal, lonely edge and rebellious ghost created by this author named Annie Baby. Never put off till tomorrow what you can bid farewell to Andrew West, holding the feet.

Someone told her ... she didn't believe it, or she wasn't allowed to believe it. On those nights when she was alone with her baby, she tried to look up at the stars and not let her tears fall. She began to linger on Anne Baby's words, and gradually, she believed that the stories she wrote were possible, and the inner world of the people in those stories was understandable. She likes the name Anne Baby, like a box of white milk-free candy, soft and waxy, as warm and pure as a child.

One evening, the child's father came back from a strange place with bloodshot eyes: Xiao Mo, I didn't sleep well last night and finally figured it out. I-I can't lie to you and to myself. We split up.

In front of Xiao Mo's eyes, a large area of Gesanghua flashed, breathing the roaring Gao Yuanfeng and shaking freely.

Yes, Lily is a tour guide. If you go to Tibet with you, you will collapse. If you go with her, she will have the strength to kiss.

Xiao Mo was so calm that he didn't even shed tears. Why? She only remembers from Bi's Farewell to Vian: Sometimes people who don't know the truth and essence are happy. And those who can pretend not to know the truth and essence are happy.

In Xiao Mo's view, 2002 is destined to be an extraordinary year. SARS came suddenly, which was a disaster. Dao Lang drifted from Saibei to Jiangnan with the first snow. Bi t.a, an online writer born in July of the same year, has a hot book, which has caused a whirlwind of feelings in the literary and art circles. The woman named Xiao Mo went back to the girl, and there was a little girl who looked like her.

(4) Children born in summer have a hard shell that protects a fragile heart. Xiao Mo didn't cry. Is his heart really a dry lake?

Fortunately, children can lower their age after going to kindergarten, and Xiao Mo can go back to work. Mobile phone with mini mirror cover is not good for QQ, turn on the computer. Kay is online! Seems to be waiting for her. She sent a line: I want to eat dried sweet potatoes. Pop up a long-lost sentence: Oh, good, good. Plus a smiling face.

Xiao Mo is offline. The sunshine at three o'clock in the afternoon is very scorching, and tears drop on the light blue stationery, immersed in the deep blue, like a quiet violet, full of worries. In August, the heat is not exhausted, and the paper is dry again. Flowers wrinkle the petals and hide the shape.

Life is a magnificent fortress. If you touch it gently, it will scatter like dust.

Xiao Mo looked at the clouds floating in the sky, and they greeted the impending death with a beautiful gesture. Xiao Mo thought of many ways to leave, and immediately stopped the crying child.

(5) "Xiaomo, dried sweet potatoes are for you."

"ah? Is it really you? " Xiao Mo looked at Kay from head to toe, whom she hadn't seen for ten years. It's Kay. As before, nothing has changed. Only when I was young, my hair was long and there was an unruly wind and grass, but now I just stand upright. The entanglement of water makes them three-dimensional. Kay in her heart is always her only sunshine, with the most beautiful silhouette and the warmest eyes in the world.

How have you been these years? Kay?

Ok, but not at this time, because you are still here. Kiah grabbed her hand, cold fingertips. After a drag, Xiao Mo leaned against his chest, trembling slightly. On this day, I waited for ten years, Mo, my Mo. The west wing is full of moons and looks like water.

Time goes by endlessly, and life wanders in it. This summer, Xiao Mo felt that she had the past and left it to future generations.

Early in the morning, Kay's phone rang, and Xiao Mo saw an indelible sticker on his flip Motorola. Hello, hello, Kay hung up the phone in a hurry and said, "The mobile phone is old and doesn't work well."

"Hurry and buy a new one!"

"Small foam, I want to go back to Beijing in the afternoon. The company asked me to study in Japan for a year in a week. Haha, I don't need it anyway. I'll buy it next summer. " Kay is very economical. Xiao Mo knew that the Kay family was poor, and there were brothers and sisters in the world. He is the only one who came out.

Xiao Mo wants to say: I hope you can stay with me for a few more days, though, after one year, it will be forever. What she output is: the cherry blossoms there are very beautiful.

Remember, Kay, when we were seventeen, many of us went to Yang's fortune telling. He said you would have twin daughters.

Is it? There seems to be such a thing.

Just like Wei Yang in Anne Baby's works, all the feelings I can't afford to pay have drowned me and him, because it is too turbulent.

(6) Three days later, Kay signed a SF Express. A straight Nokia, dark blue, is the same color as the sky when he left Beijing.

Winter in Japan is particularly cold. Kay felt that her body could bear it, but her heart refused the coming spring in vain. Like singing, he has a kind of silence.

Xiao Mo has a bad voice, but he likes listening to music. Since autumn, she will touch her slightly bulging abdomen and listen to two songs, Will you come tonight by Dawn and Come Back soon by Sun Nan. I prefer to listen to music and read books, and watch Anne Baby's Facing Yan, Joe, Weiyang, T.A., T.A., looking forward to the most beautiful August next year.

The little girl asked, "Mom, are you going to give me a brother or a sister?" Small bubbles around her nose: Sister, of course. You will be like twins.

When spring comes, Xiaoyun sees that pear blossoms are better than snow, peach blossoms are tender and rosy, magnolia flowers are solemn and pure white, and cherry blossoms outside Qian Shan are like the sea, dancing. How much Kay should miss herself, just as she misses herself every morning. The sea of flowers is the scenery of the eyes, and it is also the dizziness of the sea of hearts waving flags.

Waiting for something is like loneliness. Xiao Mo never looked at a cigarette with her middle finger and forefinger like the heroine described by Anne Baby, and vented her loneliness for thousands of years in the smoky depression. Xiao Mo understands them, but she is so decadent and self-destructive. Xiao Mo loves Weiyang in Bi t.a more, as if she loves herself.

Every time Xiao Mo walks across the overpass, she will think of a game Weiyang loves to play: on the overpass on Shaanxi Road, she leaned back against the fence, leaned down slowly, and then leaned down. My hair is flying in the air and my eyes are beginning to feel dizzy. I saw the clouds in the sky spreading over the city in a beautiful posture. I began to understand that when a woman is looking up at the sky, she doesn't want to look for anything, she is just lonely.

I will definitely play this game with Kay, just like Rose and Jack in Titanic. The blue sky is the ocean, and the white overpass is a cruise ship. But there is no unfinished loneliness. Of course, any day will do when the baby is born in summer.

Summer begins, and at noon, big clouds always come in the form of rain. The little life in Xiao Mo's belly kicked her, and the tired and happy days began to turn into inexplicable fears. After all, having children is a major event in life, and it is also a major event in life. June, born. Return in August. Everything is perfect, and then you give us a big hug.

On May 20th, Xiao Mo's mobile phone received a message. It's Kay! Strange, doesn't Kay open a mobile phone in Japan?

"Small foam, how are you? I want to tell you something, you must be calm, ok? "

Xiao Mo instantly fell into infinite fear and doubt: My Kay, what's wrong with you? You were sick and had an accident?

Suppressing her fears and doubts, she quickly replied, I have never been so calm as at this moment. Tell me quickly.

She received: Mo, I went back to Beijing early the day before yesterday because she was going to have a baby. I didn't know I was going to be a father until I arrived in Japan for a month last year. Now I'm waiting for this moment in the hospital. Forgive me for not telling you that I have a girlfriend! At that time, you were too fragile. Now should be the best time. Forgive me and bless me.

Xiao Mo's hand was shaking badly, and a message came: Today is May 20th, bless you, twin dad! The phone fell to the ground, and a sharp pain came to my mind. ...

When she opened her eyes, the doctor congratulated her on the smooth delivery. Strangely, everything was normal the day before yesterday, and there was no sign of immediate birth. Why did she get sick today, ten days before the due date? Fortunately, mother and daughter are safe!

A message from Kay came from the mobile phone: she gave birth to a girl half an hour ago, and I became a father!

Outside the window, there was a thunderstorm just now. Everything is new, new corydalis, new crape myrtle, new Pennisetum, new raspberry, new sky and new clouds are spread on the roofs of cities in a large area.

Seventeen years have passed and everything has changed. Xiao Mo, 44, is a gentle and concise elite in the workplace. But she still loves reading and writing and watching Annie Baby. Oh, it's Castle Peak. June 20 14, Anne Baby changed its name to Castle Peak. There are too many variables in a person's life. The exclusive experience will make the heart softer, and the written words will become warmer and more Zen. Changing the name can be regarded as a new bearing.

See you in August. T.A. Xiao Mo thinks that the passing of Castle Peak suits her now: at that moment, you finally find that the person you once loved has disappeared from this world as early as the day of farewell. Love and yearning in my heart are just memories. I think, some things can be forgotten, some things can be remembered, some things can be willingly, and some things are powerless. I love you, and this is my disaster.