The evening breeze is cold, and the leaves know autumn. There were only some leaves on the ground falling with the wind, and there was only a murmur in my ears. The warm autumn sun is gradually fading, blooming its last light. Pedestrians were dyed red by the slanting sunset on the horizon, and the ends of their hair carried an indescribably cold breeze.

Wu Jin held Guo Zi's little hand, as if holding the future, and remembered the past.

Wu Jin's voice was gentle, comfortable and lazy that he didn't even know, "Xiaozi, do you feel very comfortable and warm?"

"Hmm. Seemingly infected by Wu Jin's emotions, Guo Zi also hummed softly.

"Xiao Zi, do you know what I once wanted to do with you?"

Guo Zi's eyes rolled, and then he raised his head and looked at Wu Jin with a serious face, "Hmm, take advantage of me?" ”

Unaffected by her, the feelings of the literati are deep, and they are by no means so easy to dissipate.

"I want to walk hand in hand with you, walk in the streets and alleys, watch the fallen leaves fluttering, watch the sun set, and step on the stone slabs that have experienced wind, frost, rain and snow on the street. Then they whispered to each other together. What do you think?"

"Well, I like it. ”

"Hmm. ”

Indeed, many people don't want to have ups and downs in love, and they don't want to have a house of 10,000 acres, they just want to get along plainly, to be able to hold hands all the time, to the white head, to the full house of children and grandchildren.

However, in today's society, feelings do not seem to be worth pondering, they cannot stand the test, those who are in love with each other, those who are good at home, do not belong to this era, do not belong to the current people.

How lucky Wujin is to be able to meet someone who walks together.

………………

Jingle bells. At this time, it was still an old man's machine, and Wu Jin was uncomfortable holding it, but there was no way, now it was this condition, and he couldn't change anything if he had money.

"Hey, Brother Jinzi, you said last time you had time to look for me, how long have you been here, and you haven't looked for me. ”

Before Wu Jin could speak, there was a burst of blame on the other side of the phone. With this tone, you can know who it is without looking at the caller ID. The rich kid who went to Tibet, the little brother of Wujin's book lover, Feng Jiu is also.

"Hey, aren't you looking for me either?" Wu Jin is shameless, but the thief shouts to catch the thief.

"Hmph, you used to be my idol, why are you so shameless. Forget it, I won't quarrel with you. I'll come to you today, hurry out, pick a place, and the two of us will get together and chat. ”

"Okay, just the Spring Breeze Teahouse. ”

……………

The teahouse is two stories high, all of which are old wood. In front of the courtyard building, there are several plum blossoms in the bamboo forest. The cups are simple and carved with some fine lines. The fragrance of tea is not very elegant, but it is definitely quiet enough.

"Hi, the teahouse is comfortable. Tsk, I feel that my cultural level and state of mind have improved a bit. Call. ”

"You're a vassal. ”

"Say whatever you want. ”

"Hey, actually, I don't understand it very well, but I memorized a sentence when I was a child. I have a good feeling for tea. One smells its fragrance, two tastes its soup, three times its taste, and finally realizes Tao Ran. ”

"Well, I didn't read when I was a kid, so I didn't know anything. You tell me more carefully, and it will work well with those things in the future. ”

Since Feng Jiu likes it, he will also say casually, "Although there is tea all over the world." But our Chinese tea is different from theirs. It is not as red tape as country R, not as elaborate as country H, and it is also very different from European and American tea, without too many refreshments. There is only one cup of tea, if it is demanding, pick tea, choose a teapot, pick tea leaves, and so on. ”

"Eh, little brother, I can't see it, you are so young, you actually know a lot about tea. Next to him, an old man with white eyebrows but strong spirits leaned his head over.

"Hey, don't look at his young age, it's definitely not easy, he has written a few books. Old man, do you know that "The Legend of the Condor Heroes"? Before Wu Jin had time to be modest, Feng Jiu shook Wu Jin's bottom clean.

"............" Why is this bastard so talkative, see if I wait to clean him up.

"Eh, let me see, you're Wujin, right. I read your books every day. ”

"Eh, yes, yes, old man, I'm Wujin. You're still reading my book, it's really, really, it's an honor. At this moment, Wu Jin's face was full of annoying smiles. Feng Jiu next to him froze on his face, and then was stunned.

Ah, puei, it's so fragrant.

"Oh, it's really you. Our whole family loves your "Sword Fight". ”

Uh, is this my book? Old man, how do you speak? It's a shame that you're an old man, or else, hum!

"Poof. Feng Jiu's well-timed laughter finally rang out. was squinted by Wu Jin, and quickly covered his mouth.

"Old man, we have something to discuss. Balabala finally settled the old man back for a while.

"Hahaha (ಡωಡ) hiahiahia"

"Don't laugh. With Wujin's super thick skin, he couldn't bear it, and his face was slightly red.

"Good. Feng Jiu pinched his face hard, and it took a while before he remained normal.

"Why are you here?"

"Isn't there nothing I can do? I'll introduce you to a few brothers, and they all love your book. ”

"Huh, they're here too?"

"yes, I'm still sleeping. I'll take you there later, have a meal together, and sing a song. ”

"Okay. ”

Feng Jiu drove to a hotel. Wu Jin didn't drive, and sat in the Wrangler of Fengjiu. It feels similar to Lu Xun, the same "superior".

"Come down, come down, and I called people out. ”

The two leaned on the car and chatted for a while before a few young people walked out of the door. One woman and two men, although they can't be said to be handsome and beautiful, they all have a kind of luxury that ordinary people don't have.

Well, I don't see anything extravagant. It is all set off by more than 10,000 clothes on the body. Of course, rich people are noble.

"Are you Wujin? You're pretty handsome, or be my boyfriend." ”

"This young lady, I have a girlfriend. ”

"Who are you called, Miss? You are Miss, and your whole family is Miss. ”

“…………” ∑(°Д°；≡；°д°)

Wu Jin's expression was like this, and he looked at the small and cute non-mainstream girl in front of him with a confused expression.

"Aren't you dressed like this, miss?"

A young boy next to him teased as he put his arm around the girl's shoulder.

………………

Four cars were parked at the restaurant.

Along the way, Wu Jin has figured out their names and family history. That little girl, called Zhu Zhu, is also a mining worker at home, and Hefeng Jiu is a childhood sweetheart. In addition, their parents are married, so the two care is extraordinary.

As for the boy who teased Zhu Zhu just now, his name is Zhong Shuo, and his family is in the food business. The last man, named Gao Xian, runs a hotel at home. It's all rich people.

Gao Xian should like to read, and as soon as he sat down, he couldn't wait to ask, "Wu Jin, will you only write martial arts in the future?" ”

Wu Jin, who was holding the vegetables in his hand, replied casually, "No, no, I will win the Nobel Prize in the future." How is it possible to write only martial arts. Isn't that my usual play, my dinner and drink with you? I don't have time to write another book. ”

"Hey, you still want to win the Nobel Prize, just you? Eat like this, you don't have any education at all. ”

That Zhu Zhu immediately said mockingly.

Wu Jin had no effect, and replied casually, "Hey, I don't want to compete with the little girl's family for the benefit of this tongue." ”

"Enter, atmosphere. ”

Zhong Shuo gave a thumbs up next to him.

"Haha, don't say it. Eat vegetables, eat vegetables, drink wine. Look at this chicken, it smells so good. muamu”

Feng Jiu saw that the atmosphere was a little stagnant, and immediately jumped out to enliven the atmosphere.

"Jinzi, what do you want to write in your next book?

"Yes, I thought about it, so I'll write and write youth literature. I can't handle anything else. ”

"Hey, don't be modest, your "Beijing Folding" has won the Hugo Award. How could it not be controlled. ”

"Hey, it's not so powerful, it's not so powerful, actually, I think I'm a young man, if I don't write some youth literature, I won't have a chance when I'm old. ”

"Hey, Jinzi is honest in what he says. I'm waiting for your next book. ”