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Chapter 60

Pu Anhao likes camphor very much, and there is such a big green camphor tree in front of her house.When was that camphor tree planted, probably by Pu Anhao's father's father's father.She has no way of knowing her age.She just likes her very much, in her heart she is special, she is not like other camphor trees with scattered branches, she has always been in the shape of a big umbrella, the trunk is straight, straight into the sky.When she was at home, Pu Anhao often stared at this camphor tree for a long time. She liked her exuberant vitality.Summer cicadas, brown nests, flocks of sparrows and black long-tailed birds, they all made their home in him.Peaceful and beautiful.Sometimes Pu Anhao fantasizes that she also has wings and can understand the language of flowers, plants, trees, flying insects, birds and animals, so she can also sing and talk with them happily.

Thinking of this, she can't help but laugh out loud.

Camphor is the city tree of Nanmu City.There are tens of thousands of camphor trees in this city. Sometimes when you stand on the street and look at them, all the branches and leaves are connected end to end, as if there is a sky with green leaves above your head.The sun shines through the cracks on the ground like broken gold.If you are calm and relaxed, you can even smell a faint scent of camphor.The taste of life is so full and verdant.

Pu Anhao's favorite thing is to look up at the top of the green tree crown while walking, the blue sky can be seen through the cracks in the leaves and branches, the sky is also fragmented, small pieces.For many moments, Pu Anhao felt that she was in a fairy tale, and time was quiet.

Everything is slow, everything is eternal, so the hot summer is infinitely extended.

I also remembered walking hand in hand with Lu Jinnian through the long streets in Nanmu City and under the continuous camphor trees.The summer heat is very severe, except for the young boys and girls who go shopping, and the construction workers who work hard all the year round, there are not many people on the street.However, Pu Anhao was not afraid at all, she actually liked to walk leisurely with Lu Jinnian like this.

Lu Jinnian, do you have a feeling that the universe will last forever?This is a sentence Park Anhao would ask every time.In fact, the original words are: Lu Jinnian, I really like being with you like this, there is some kind of illusion that the universe will last forever.

Anhao, do you think it's unreal?Lu Jinnian always subconsciously remembered what Park Anhao once said.She said she was always insecure She said she had a negative sense of security She said she was still scared even when he was around her.

Reminds me of A Midsummer Night's Dream.Pu Anhao smiled sweetly.Jinnian, when you hold my hand, the temperature in your palm always reminds me that this is not a dream, I am at ease.

Everything is not a dream, I am real by your side, I will be with you all my life, never let you be alone, never let you be lonely.Lu Jinnian shook Pu Anhao's hand vigorously.My heart is like a breeze.

Everything is not a dream.

When a person walks through the street where two people once walked, Park Anhao will silently recite this sentence.As you read it, it becomes a sentence.

Is everything not a dream?

Lu Jinnian, when you look up at the sky, will you think of the time we were together?Do you suddenly feel a little lost?Do you have such lush and green camphor trees in your current city?These questions, Pu Anhao rotted it in his stomach, but the echo echoed through his heart and lungs.

Well, I really want to climb a tree when I see camphor.Xia Weiliang's impression of camphor has always been that he climbed the tree with a group of children of the same age when he was young.

The stage of digging out the bird's nest.

Then go on.Pu Anhao looked at the branches of this class of camphor, which are very suitable for climbing.

I am a lady.Xia Weiliang lifted her skirt.

... A real lady doesn't flaunt being a lady.Pu Anhao really can't stand Xia Weiliang who loves to pretend, so she will mercilessly pour cold water on her.

I am a shrew.Xia Weiliang said.

I see it.Park An laughed out loud.

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(End of this chapter)