The next two years were the happiest two years in Xue Xia's life. She and Wei Chi Nian are together. Sixteen or seventeen years old is the right age for the budding of love. Usually, Wei Chinian would go to Xue Xia's school to wait for her to go to school in the evening, and then ride a bicycle to take her around most of the small towns along the sheep intestines trail, so as to earn the rare time to be alone. Xue Xia would grab the hem of each other's clothes, put her face on Wei Chinian's back, and tell him what happened at school today. Usually, Xue Xia chirped, and Wei Chinian listened in silence. On holidays, Xue Xia would sit at the door and take care of her grandmother's stall, where she could clearly see Wei Chi Nian working. Although the boy is always gray, and his hands and face are inevitably stained with oil, but his focused expression, serious appearance, and when his sleeves are rolled up, the sinuous blue veins protruding on the white skin are often seen. It could make Xue Xia blush and heartbeat, and her eyes moved with the boy's figure unconsciously. As soon as the noon break came, the two would use the excuse to go out shopping and meet in the back alley. Holding hands, kissing on the mouth, and the most inexperienced movements are sweetness that can't be melted by sugar water. Just like that, time flies by. Spring, summer, autumn and winter, four seasons. Day after day, year after year. Xue Xia thought about it. She was reluctant to partake of her grandparents, so she planned to study at a university in a nearby city so that she could go home to visit the two elders every week. "Before, my grandfather's boat was parked there." Before the college entrance examination, Wei Chinian took Xue Xia, who had skipped a self-study class, to the seaside of the fishing village where she was born. Xue Xia flexibly went down the breakwater and jumped over several wave-absorbing blocks one after another. "He feeds my grandma and me by going out to sea to fish." Wei Chinian followed Xue Xia step by step and held her hand. "Be careful." "Well, don't worry, I used to sneak out with my grandfather when I was young." Xue Xia turned back and smiled. Her teeth were white and her black eyes were bright. With the sea breeze blowing from time to time, the girl's hair fluttered in the air like water waves. Wei Chinian looked at her quietly. The sunshine at the turn of spring and summer was very bright, but it was far less bright than Xue Xia's inadvertent smile. He was very accustomed to Wei Chinian's gaze, and Xue Xia gradually got used to it from being shy and embarrassed at the beginning. Even she enjoys it very much, and the other party only sees her own state. That made Xue Xia feel that she was Wei Chinian's world, as if Wei Chinian was her world too. And, of course, grandma and grandpa. The corners of Xue Xia's lips raised even more. She bent down, picked up a pebble that had fallen at her feet, and threw it hard at the sea. The water splashed and dissipated suddenly, submerged in the breaking waves that kept hitting the shore. "I like Wei Chinian!" Suddenly, she shouted towards the sea. "I will always be with Wei Chinian in the future!" Xue Xia's voice was loud and clear, awakening the seabirds parked on the other side. The thin green-yellow mouth is open, and the white wing mirror is raised high, showing a fit body, but also revealing the slate gray coverts and crystal white lower feathers, along with the flapping motion, slide into Xue Xiahe In Wei Chinian's field of vision, he quickly accelerated away from the water and flew into the air in groups. "You know, Grandpa used to say that when they fly close to the sea, it means the weather will be sunny in the future. If they linger along the shore, the weather may get worse." "Even storms, seagulls can predict. " Wei Chinian bowed his head and happened to bump into Xue Xia's glittering pupils. So he asked cooperatively, "Why?" Xue Xia was waiting for his words. "Because, the bones of seagulls are hollow and tubular. They have no marrow, so they are filled with air, which not only facilitates their flight, but also acts like a small barometer." Xue Xia's eyebrows were curved. "And the hollow quills on their wings have a similar effect." "Hmm." Wei Chinian nodded. "I see." "It's amazing, right?" "Yeah." "One more point." Wei Chinian waited patiently for her to finish her sentence. "I heard that seagulls are the most affectionate birds in the world." Xue Xia lowered her eyelids and turned to face the calm sea. "They only stay with one mate all their lives. If one seagull dies first, the other will keep hovering over the sea calling for their mate to return, until they run out of strength and fall into the sea to face death." Wen Wen said . Yan, Wei Chinian also took a step forward and stood beside her. "So, I have liked seagulls since I was a child. I think they are very powerful and affectionate." Xue Xia said softly, with a very complicated emotion that Wei Chinian couldn't describe in her voice. Everyone has a story. he thinks. Although he was not good at words, Wei Chinian still held Xue Xia's hand and said solemnly, "I like it too." Xue Xia turned her head. "As long as you like it, I like it too." When he finished, he smiled. "Because Wei Chinian likes Xue Xia, so Xue Xia likes it, and Wei Chinian likes it too." The sea breeze is salty, and so are the tears. Including what Wei Chinian said was salty. The saltiness of the substance is based on sodium chloride, and Xue Xia's love is based on Wei Chinian.