Uncle Xu suddenly turned his head and looked at the old maple tree.

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This maple tree was the place where he first met his young lady.

It is also the place he comes most often after his young lady disappeared.

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He always sits or stands under the maple trees, staying for a whole morning.

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As the four seasons rotate, he can't count how many times he has seen the maple leaves dyed red.

He always remembers that when the maple leaves were red that year, he met the girl with red maple leaves on her white hair.

It is the most beautiful girl he has ever seen since he has been remembered and even now.

It's like a elves transformed from a maple tree.

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Rather than being cold, it is better to say that it is an ethereal and secluded temperament.

Always holding a stern face, tilting my head to look at the high sky through the gap between the branches and leaves.

The white eyes are unchanged, and even if it is a little weird, they are still amazingly beautiful.

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Every time he saw the young lady, Pudding was already lying beside her.

Just next to the long white hair on the ground scattered behind the young lady.

It was quiet as if it was sleeping.

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Black cats, long white hair, and red maple leaves, this kind of picture always makes him shine.

So he always forgot to ask the young lady, is it really okay if his hair is scattered on the ground like this?

Wouldn't it be dirty?

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Now that I think about it, such concerns are understandable.

But it's really a disgraceful idea.

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Therefore, he also bought a headband for the young lady.

I've been choosing for a long time.

In the end, it was not sent out.

Because, he found that against the backdrop of the maple leaf ornaments on the young lady's head, his carefully selected headband seemed so inferior.

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Do you like maple leaf-shaped clips?

Every time I see the young lady, there are several maple leaf hairpins scattered on her white hair.

The size and shape are no different from real maple leaves.

The realistic appearance made him think for a long time that the leaves of the maple tree fell on the young lady's hair.

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Especially the young lady’s maple leaf hairpins will change color with the seasons, and will always be the same color as the maple leaf above her head.

This made him more and more confused.

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He and his sister met under the maple tree.

All his memories of the young lady are inseparable from this maple tree.

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Therefore, he chose to come to this maple tree later, hoping that one day the white-haired girl would sit under the maple tree and turn to look at him.

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Sometimes, he would also think, maybe people have forgotten him, but what is he still thinking about?

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He didn't know at first.

After the initial unwillingness, anger, sadness, sadness and other emotions gradually faded into the long river of time, he thought that what he wanted was just an answer.

The answer to the other party's separation without saying goodbye back then.

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The years of failure made him think he was waiting for the wrong place.

But where can he wait besides this maple tree?

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It was not until the young lady disappeared that he suddenly realized that he knew nothing about her.

He didn't know the young lady's name, age, and where she lives?

He didn't even know how the young lady came to his house?

He didn't know all of this.

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The doubts about how the young lady appeared under the maple tree in his house made him somewhat doubtful about his grandmother's statement that the young lady was a monster.

Otherwise, it would be difficult to explain why no one else saw him except him?

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It was just that he instinctively resisted and unwilling to believe that his so-called fate with his young lady had ended.

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However, so many years have passed, Pudding has left and grandma has left, but he still has not seen the young lady again.

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Maybe grandma is right.

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However, it seemed that he had become his habit of being engraved under the maple tree.

Unconsciously, he came to this maple tree again.

Maybe it's waiting, maybe it's just to recall the beauty of the past, but now I think about it, but I'm infected with some bitter memories.

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He no longer had any hope of waiting for the young lady here in the maple tree.

Now, the young man in front of him actually told him that he was thinking about the person he couldn't wait for was on the maple tree.

For a moment, his heart was filled with sorrow and joy, which was so complicated that it was unspeakable.

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Alas, are you on the maple tree?

Uncle Xu suddenly realized this, looked up and searched among the branches of the maple leaves.

He didn't say anything strange to Xiao Xiao.

He knew that the young lady could climb trees and climbed very well.

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In my memory, he came to look for the young lady, but the person he should have been there was nowhere to be seen.

He was very confused, shouting at the young lady, and keeping his steps around the maple tree to find people.

Just when he was starting to feel a little anxious and panicked, "Meow~"

A familiar cat moan came into his ears.

He subconsciously looked over in the sound.

I found a black cat lying on the branches, with its tail hanging between the branches, with a lazy look, and there seemed to be a hint of contempt in its green cat's eyes.

He didn't mind.
To be continued...