"Sister Ning, Sister Ning, what are you doing?"

Zhang Yan's voice suddenly came from her ear, and when Ning Huan came back to her senses, she realized that she had taken off her shoes and got into the water.

The water was so cold, the air-conditioning coming up from the soles of the feet made Ning Huanxin's limbs cold.

Suddenly, she had a feeling.

Although this is the memory world ten years ago, if she died here, then she would really never go back...

"Come up."

At this time, Jiang Lixing on the shore suddenly reached out to Ning Huanxin.

Ning Huanxin put her hand on his big hand, his hand was really warm.

Pulling Ning Huanxin onto the shore, Jiang Lixing looked at her soaked trouser legs: "Let’s go back today, it’s so cold, you will catch a cold."

Although the surrounding flowers and plants are still luxuriant, they still can't change the reality of autumn.

Nothing can be changed.

Ning Huanxin turned his head and stared at the clear and cold river water--

What happened in this river?

What are you trying to tell me?

The three quickly drove back to the town, and none of them mentioned anything about the river.

Zhang Yan knew that Ning Huanxin didn't bring a change of clothes, so she pulled her into her room directly.

This is the first time Ning Huanxin has entered Zhang Yan's room. The little girl's room is tidy and full of girls' hearts.

Seeing the posters of Qin Su on the wall, Ning Huanxin recalled: "Yanzi, you are a fan of Qin Su!"

"Well, yes, yes."

Hearing Ning Huanxin's words, Zhang Yan's face suddenly flushed: "Sister Ning, Qin Su... is he really okay?"

Seeing Zhang Yan staring at Zhang Yan with big watery eyes and looking very caring, Ning Huan couldn't help but smile: "He's all right, he will be back tomorrow, but you, Yanzi, are you... Like Qin Su?"

"No, no!"

Hearing Ning Huanxin's words, Zhang Yan immediately shook her head desperately: "Sister Ning, change your clothes, I'll help you find clothes!"

Speaking of Zhang Yan, she walked aside and opened the closet. When she was looking for clothes, Ning Huanxin had already taken off her trousers, and her gaze fell somewhere in the closet. Ning Huanxin frowned and her gaze immediately became serious.

She saw Zhang Yan's wardrobe, there was a sweater, wine-red, it seemed to be hand-knitted, the style was very special and beautiful.

Of course, the most important thing is that this is a men's sweater!

Aunt Zhang and Zhang Yan's mother and daughter are dependent on each other. I heard that Aunt Zhang's husband died of a sudden illness ten years ago, which means that there are only their mother and daughter in this family, and there is no man!

So, who is this men's sweater for?

"Sister Ning, wear this one. It should be long enough. I washed it. You can rest assured that it is very clean!"

At this time Zhang Yan had closed the closet and took a pair of trousers to Ning Huanxin.

"Well, thank Yanzi."

The smile on Ning Huanxin's face was a little reluctant--

Ten years later, Qin Su became a monk.

Ten years later, there is no such person as Zhang Yan in Zhangjia Town, only the proprietress is guarding the small hotel.

Although she doesn't want to make the worst guesses, Ning Huanxin knows that sometimes what we least want to see is often the final truth...

This day passed quickly. Ning Huanxin was lying in bed at night thinking about Zhang Yan and Qin Su, and fell asleep thinking about her.

Ning Huanxin thought that she would still have dreams, dreaming of the buried female ghost or everything in the river, but this night was very quiet, and she slept till dawn.