For some reason, at this moment, I have begun to miss the time I spent with her, and even the changing weather every day. I looked at her desperately. I knew that she might leave tomorrow, otherwise she would not say such things as saying goodbye on Mochoulu tonight.

I can't help but think back to what has happened between Mi Cai and I over the past year. I remember there have been quarrels, reconciliation, quarrels, and reconciliation. Putting aside all the events that happened here, this seems to be the norm between lovers, and it has become the feelings between us over and over again. So I can afford to wait for her to go to the United States, no matter how long it takes.

I remembered again that there was an unfinished wedding between us... I saw the results of our efforts and the results turned into bubbles. I was about to be lonely, but loneliness no longer aroused my fragile sensitivity, and I didn't want to make this farewell sad. Finally, I smiled and said to Mi Cai, "Let's go, just walk on Mochou Road."

"Before you go, go to that square to have a look."

"Well, there's still time."

We continued to walk to the north of the city, and the moat had bypassed the road we were going to extend northwest, so there was no moisturizing of the river, and the road was a bit dry. A road under the rollers of the rollers, dust rose up and landed on the sycamore trees on both sides. The grocery store under the trees smelled a little old.

I went to the grocery store to buy a pack of cigarettes. The boss was wearing a sweater and chatted with the owner of the paint shop next to me about the warmth and warmth of humanity, and about his house that was about to be demolished...

I can’t remember how long we walked, and we finally arrived at the square surrounded by lights. Today there were more children here to play than usual. I remember that this was another wonderful weekend for most people.

Mi Cai and I stood on the edge of the square and looked silently. We saw Wei Xiao and the girl. They seemed to have designed a plot with another group of children, playing the role-playing of racing games. Because of the oil-powered racing car that stands out in the crowd, Wei Xiao is still the king of these children, enjoying the pleasure of playing the protagonist... He sometimes gives orders, sometimes laughs, and he seems to have found his own way of growing up without realizing it. He has already had the prototype of a leader.

What about the girl? She was still as introverted as she came out of the small mountain village. When Wei Xiao was having fun, she sat alone by the fountain and said something to the teacup dog Le Yao gave Wei Xiao. So the extreme of movement and static appeared in this small square.

None of us went to the center of the square, because we, with adult troubles, are so disharmonious with those innocent children. It is better to stand on the edge and miss everything that happened in the past in the smiles of our children.

After a moment, we come and leave calmly... The profound scenes that have happened here may turn into the sunshine of tomorrow morning, pushing the world into the night with time, and waiting for dawn again...

......

More than an hour later, we took the high-speed rail between cities to Nanjing. It is different from Suzhou. When I heard people here call the girl "Panxi". Panxi here walks very quickly, so their boyfriends are all good at chasing. So the streets are full of couples in a hurry. They make Mi Cai, a girl from Suzhou, look very special. She just follows my footsteps, walks through the subway station, and passes Xuanwu Lake...

There are some old snack shops on both sides of Mochou Road. Because it has passed the meal time, the idle bosses sit in the store to play cards and enjoy the entertainment, or feed cats and dogs that have been hungry for a long time. In the barber shop next to them, middle-aged customers don’t say a word in front of the mirror. Maybe he is a businessman and is calculating his profit and loss today.

Walking forward another 200 meters, a beggar leaned against the street light and was dozing. There might be encounters and separations in his dreams, but for him, this is not important, because all encounters and separations are only in a moment, and no one remembers his face. What passersby left him with a roll of eyes, or it may be a few cents.

Opposite the street light, I saw a beautiful Nanjing Pansi. She held roasted sweet potatoes in one hand and put down the roller shutter door of the nail salon with the other. Her boyfriend stepped on the motorcycle and asked loudly which bar to go to for fun later... A Mercedes-Benz car behind her bypassed the motorcycle blocking the road, leaving a whistle sound, and then increased the accelerator and whistled away...

I stopped and didn't want to see the end of Mochou Road again. What other encounters and separations are there. I held Mi Cai's hand and muttered in my mouth. I understood that at this moment, there was such a perfect girlfriend by my side. The next moment, I would usher in an indefinite parting on this Mochou Road.

We sat on the bench by the side of the road. I looked down at the pure white shoes on Mi Cai's feet, and said with a little melancholy: "This Mochou Road is not the same as the name of the road. Some people will be sad on this road!"

Mi Cai looked at the end of the road and said softly: "For those on this road, eating, sleeping, and waking up is a year... This seems like a long time, but it is actually not terrible!"

I knew this was Mi Cai’s comfort before leaving, so I nodded and replied: “I understand what you mean. Time and distance are not our enemies, because in our experience, there are the city in the sky, the square suitable for playfulness in Suzhou, and the Mochou Road in front of us. These are guidance and faith for us…I will wait for you to come back!”

Mi Cai asked me with a smile, "Will you wait for me to come back while buying lottery tickets?"

"You still have the heart to tease my past!!" I replied helplessly and depressedly. A few years ago, I did pin my hope of getting rich on the lottery, waiting for Jian Wei, who is far away in the United States, to come back. If Mi Cai did not mention this old story, I would not even find that history was so amazingly similar.

That time, when Jian Wei left, she left me the "waiting" written on the car window. This time, what Mi Cai left me was the "Mochou Road" in front of me. What was the ending? Is it the same destination when the different paths, or a kind of subversion full of power?

Mi Cai held my face in both hands, stroked my hair again, and said softly: "Zhaoyang, grow up... grow up quickly. My biggest expectation in my life is that when I come back, you will be a good man who understands life and has a sense of responsibility. Kindness is not the only criterion for testing growth. There are still a lot of things you have to do, a lot of things..."

I was not in a hurry to make sure, but just remembered some past and smiled at my absurdity... I remember, I was twenty-four and five years old at that time!

I finally said to her: "I won't buy lottery tickets anymore. When you come back, I will give you the most special gift."

When she saw Mi Cai with such a curious expression for the first time, she asked expectantly: "What gift will you give me?"

"A gift that takes time to accumulate."

"Okay, I know that when I was asked, I lost my original meaning. I'd better choose to wait patiently..."

"Well, you won't be disappointed!" I paused a little in the middle and asked again: "Can you talk to me about what you will do after you go to the United States?"

"Follow every little you achieve in the country."

"You mean, can we still contact?"

Mi Cai shook her head and replied: "Keep in touch is not a wise choice. Contact will make us emotional and impulsive. We all have to believe that distance is a test paper, and we are not completely unconnected. I believe in the power of that city. It separates us on the surface, but the heart is connected together... Furthermore, in Yan Zhuomei's eyes, we should completely draw a clear line, so in addition to paying attention to your achievements, I also have to play with Yan Zhuomei to let her accept my life concepts and life values! I have too many things to do!"

"I understand what you mean! I sincerely hope that you and Aunt Yan can let go of your past grudges."

Micai nodded...

I finally hugged her and smiled, saying, "In order to make you pay attention to my news, I must work hard to go to financial magazines a few more times. After all, you don't have such a strong idea. You can see what I'm busy with in addition to this public way."

Mi Cai smiled and leaned against my shoulder. Then the world calmed down, and even heard the sound of the wind blowing the comforting whispers in the city.

"Yang, if I leave you, will you resist loneliness and temptation and wait quietly in the country?"

"I can... when you get to the United States, you will still remember the Zhaoyang who plays the guitar, sometimes decadent, and sometimes crazy?"

"I can...every day in the morning and evening, I will reminisce about the time we were together!"

My face leaned against hers, and I stroked her hair over and over again. I knew that when I said this, the moment of separation was getting closer and closer... I said to her with great concern: "Dance for me on this Mochou Road... I know your dance is very good. I have secretly seen the photos you took when you were studying in the United States!"

In the sorrow of parting, Mi Cai didn't care about blaming me for her sneaky behavior. She lay on my shoulder and sobbed. She was as afraid of this unlimited separation as I did... At this moment, we were suffering from the same thing...

Mi Cai finally left my body. She stood under a street light and met my last request. At this moment, on this Mochou road full of traffic and noise, only she was dancing for me in my eyes. Fortunately, she was wearing a pair of pure white running shoes, with her movements stretched and graceful; unfortunately, I didn’t have a guitar that played the most beautiful dance music for her...

Mochou Road is still the same Mochou Road, but her dancing posture deeply imprints the memories of this road in the deepest part of my soul... Not only me, but even many passers-by also regard her as Pan Xi from Nanjing, stopped and praised her without hesitation...

Yes! I would rather she be Pan Xi from Nanjing. She walks on this Mochou Road every day, and doesn’t have to be so far away from me. I can bring some pastries in the morning or dusk, hold her hand, walk and eat while walking, and I can’t remember what annoyance is...

......

At the end of the road, we let go of the hand we had been holding, and she said, "My next stop is Shanghai, where are you?"

"Go back to Suzhou...you go first! I'll get behind!"

She nodded and walked out of this Mochou Road...I closed my eyes and wanted to remember the smell of this road and the way she looked on this road!... In my heart, in the future, she will stay in the depths of my soul, whispering and caring!

"Zhaoyang..."

I opened my eyes, she was already standing next to the taxi, holding the wedding ring that had not been worn for me in her hand, and she asked, "Where is my one?"

I took it out of my pocket in a hurry and showed it to her. She nodded and said nothing. She got into the taxi that I couldn't wait to leave. I stared at... until she was far away from Mochou Road!

My phone was vibrating in my pocket, and I hurriedly took it out. There were only four words in the message she gave me...Mochou, Mochou!
Chapter completed!