The streets were bustling with activity, with snowflake posters on the windows of every shop, Santa Claus, reindeer, and sleigh cars. There were also hawkers holding a bunch of balloons on the streets. The snow from a few days ago had yet to melt, and the sky had darkened again. It was going to snow again.
Vik walked along the streets, looking at the dazzling array of streets and the constant ringing of " Jingle Bells "-oh, it was Christmas Eve. On the crowded street, couples walked hand in hand. Some looked at each other casually, some smiled in tacit understanding, some interlocked their fingers tightly, and some kissed intoxicating lips. Some people were holding flowers, some were holding cute dolls. Everyone was busy enjoying happiness and happiness during this festival.
Vik just watched. She felt that she must have forgotten something. She must have forgotten the purpose of coming to this strange city. The address that she had firmly remembered was spinning in her mind, but she did not dare to walk to her destination. --- If he really saw it, there was really no hope.
When she got out of bed, it was bright outside the window. She pulled open the curtains and realized that it was snowing. Vik looked out the window with her big eyes. She was very beautiful. She put on thick clothes, a pink woolen hat, and a striped scarf. She put on her snow boots and her bag and went out. The moment she closed the door, she felt as if she had closed the past. The past that she had pretended to be happy seemed to be much more relaxed. It had been two and a half years, and the person she had been waiting for seemed to be able to see her. At least she could know where he was.
When the train started moving, they realized that there were only a few people in the crowded carriage. The empty carriage had a suffocating atmosphere. He turned on the mp3 player, and the first song was " Stay Away." She sat on the seat beside the window and looked out at the scenery outside. There was a thin layer of ice and snow near the original place. The wind blew gently on the branches and grass. The mountains in the original place were connected to the sky. The snowy sky was blue. Oh, so that was it. So this was the scenery in your eyes-the wind was fleeting, and time was winding.
The sky was old, and Deep Blue was clamoring.
Flowers and faces, colorful suffering.
Oh, so that's how it is----You who left, are the most bitter. Vik reached out his hand and traced the person's facial features. His facial features were distinct, good-looking, and warm. His smile and tears. It was as if I could touch his tears, his heartbeat, his warmth, one drop of tears, two drops---I just forgot what I should forget inadvertently. How long has it been since I last saw you? Two and a half years, eight hundred and eight days, or 19393 hours.
The next morning, I left the train station and walked along the street. I didn't know where to go because my destination was your grave.
Holding the apple in her hand, she could still remember the smile on her face when she held the apple in her hand and said,""They say that you should eat apples on Christmas Eve, so you have to eat them too!”So I should eat apples on Christmas Eve. Why didn't I know before? Now I know that I'm really a fool.
The balloon with Santa Claus's head is not as beautiful as the one you chose. Why can't I always pick the beautiful heart-shaped colorful balloon that you gave me that day? Sure enough, as long as it's yours, it's the best.
It finally began to snow, and there was even a slight breeze. The sky is about to turn dark, but I still can't resist the sky, can't resist time, and can't transcend life and death. When I got into the taxi, I realized that my feet were so cold that I almost couldn't feel them. My stomach was sour and uncomfortable. I had been walking for a day.
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