As the sun rose, Zhuo Qun finished his breakfast.

A bowl of milk chews, a bowl of Mongolian noodles and three large yurts.

It may be because of the genes of the Han nationality, his stomach is a little soft.

There is no way to be like a herdsman, munching on the meat in the morning, he will feel that he can't digest it.

But he likes other things, which are nutritious and healthy, and delicious and anti-hunger.

After putting away the dishes and chopsticks, Zhuo Qun picked up his leather jacket again.

Put on your coat and step out the door.

In fact, under normal circumstances, he often drinks two bowls of milk tea in the yurt and tastes a cigarette.

But not today, because he has too much to do in the city.

The outside air is fresh and the scenery is very beautiful.

Cattle and sheep are slowly regurgitating, and the sun is shining on the green prairie.

The smoke from the yurt behind Zhuo Qun was like a slender and tall birch tree, and the treetops rose straight into the blue sky.

But because it is a pastoral area of Xilin Gol.

Even in May, the temperature difference between morning and evening is very large.

At this time, the outdoor temperature can still be so cold that people shiver.

Just look at the layer of hoarfrost hanging on the cattle and sheep has not completely melted away, and you will know what it tastes like.

Zhuo Qun found two steppe men working behind the yurt.

One is milking a cow called Lanmuzab, and the other is feeding a dog called Batu.

They are hired by the people who chartered the pasture, and they are also responsible for Zhuoqun's three meals a day.

"Hey, friends. I'm about to go. Do you want me to bring anything back besides cigarettes and alcohol?"

Zhuo Qun shouted at the two strong men with high-skin plateau skin tanned by ultraviolet rays.

Batu may not be able to hear clearly because of the barking of the dog.

It was Ramuzab who stood up to answer his question.

"There are not many batteries, soap, and sugar. Bring Batu a new pair of boots. Others, no need. ”

"Okay, see you tomorrow. ”

"See you tomorrow. As long as you don't get lost again......"

"Haha, you're not kind. Don't mention it again, or I'll forget about the wine......"

After waving goodbye to his two Mongolian friends, Zhuo Qun lowered his head and kicked the tires of his Humvee.

After checking that everything was correct, he lit a cigarette, put it in his mouth, pulled the car door open, sat in, and started the car.

The sun continued to climb the sky, illuminating the dappled grassy slopes of the southwest.

In the bumps and undulations, Zhuo Qun's car headed north.

Scared away an unknown number of skunks, hares, and marmots, and went straight to the direction of Xilinhot.

The road is very long, probably more than 100 kilometers.

Therefore, in the Mongolian Humai music played in the car, Zhuo Qun inevitably reminisced about the lingering memories in his mind, and became more and more confused.

Just like I've experienced it several times before.

The cycle of his life in this life still starts from 0:04.

At that time, he was already lying in his seat, pretending to be asleep, and calmly accepted all this.

Because he knows that this is both the end and the beginning.

Oddly enough, this time the process is somewhat different.

I don't know if it's because I drank too much alcohol, but the stinging pain I felt in my heart wasn't as strong as before.

And when he died, the scene he saw was no longer a blur and turned into endless darkness, completely reduced to nothingness.

When he closed his eyes, he could see many patterns floating in front of him.

It was like layers, countless circles connected to a complex, shimmering Mobis ring.

In addition, he saw wheels, mandalas, spinning tops, and compasses floating in front of him.

It feels like a symbolic fantasy.

It means that everything changes will go back to the original starting point and start again......

Most specially, his soul seemed to feel like a baby as he was about to drift away from that world.

An omniscient child who can watch himself be born, die, and be reborn.

But just as he was overjoyed, he was about to see his final position in the cosmic chain and find an exact image definition for himself.

Instead, he heard a groan of pain that interfered with his observations.

Seems to be Belu?

What happened to her?

Did you discover your own anomaly?

There was no way to know for sure, as he seemed to lose consciousness for only a split second.

When I woke up, I was already reborn.

But what's even more strange is that the time of waking up this time is quite different from what he expected.

According to the previous time intervals, he originally thought that it would be the end of his freshman year, or the beginning of the first half of the second semester.

is worried that in order to leave without distraction, he has to hurt Guo Yue's emotions again.

But I didn't expect that it was actually the end of the second half of the sophomore year.

It was a week after he broke up with Guo Yue.

So although he was confused, he couldn't understand why the time gap was so big.

But at least it prevented him from emotionally suffering from guilt again.

He is no longer responsible for what has already happened.

In addition, it is easier to achieve financial freedom in this life.

Because he's no ordinary journalist anymore.

He writes press releases in French and English, and he accurately captures misconceptions in the Western world.

He wrote a 10,000-word manuscript on some of the current situation of domestic livelihood that foreigners are interested in.

Xu then sold it to France's Reuters and the Associated Press for 2,000 euros and 3,000 dollars, respectively.

So it was easy to have the "seeds" to "sow gold".

Eventually, he shortened the time he spent to becoming a millionaire to two months and seven days.

Then he decisively left the campus and rented a courtyard in Songzhuang, Tongzhou.

He hired a nanny and two tutors for a good salary, and began to concentrate on drawing, coloring, and violin.

And this is his initial wish and life goal in this life.

Because of the influence of his previous life of traveling around the world, he not only developed a great interest in art and music.

At the same time, it was found that these two things were particularly important and had very practical benefits for celibate like him.

Music can comfort his soul and keep him emotionally happy.

The brush allows him to record unforgettable life experiences in the most vivid pictures.

It's no better than the photo, he can't take it away.

As long as he can paint, he can reappear on canvas the most meaningful scenes of his life at any time.

So when seven or eight years passed, when the teacher he hired changed from a middle school teacher to a university professional professor.

He has mastered both crafts and is almost at the level of an art college student.

And when he painted the Capet manor, and the landscape paintings of civilizations and monuments around the world, the teacher looked at it.

The associate professor of the painting department of the Central Academy of Fine Arts praised his talent for landscape painting and suggested that he go out to collect style and focus on this aspect of creation.

And so, when he spent another two years in the south, he moved to the north.

Eventually, fascinated by the life of the herders, he began to stop in the town of Hunger Gaole in the Xilingol League.

He began a five-year life as a herdsman.

The reason is simple: the nomadic civilization of Mongolian herders has been pushed to the last page by modern technology.

But the nomadic life that still exists is full of natural beauty and freedom.

Especially now, almost everything he knows can play a role here.

horseback riding, shooting, dog training, wrestling, painting, playing the violin......

This allows him to find the sense of accomplishment in the application of his skills and the satisfaction of being recognized.

Not to mention anything else, at the beginning, the two boys Lanmuzabu and Batu looked down on Zhuo Qun, a kid who came to eat and drink and didn't have to work.

Very unwilling to take care of him according to the boss's instructions, he was treated very contemptuously and perfunctory, and even provocative.

But after a few days of real life, it's different.

Because Zhuo Qun's strength is small, but his wrestling skills are particularly powerful.

Especially the leg method is good, for the Mongolian wrestler who relies on his strength is the nemesis, and he fell down a few times to subdue Lanmu Zabu.

And he also has a unique way of training dogs, he can make dogs hold shoes and work.

This made Batu, who had trained a shepherd dog for half his life, particularly admired.

Later, Zhuo Qun's skills were revealed one after another, not to mention.

His violin, painted flowers, French cuisine, and life's adventures are all hits.

All bring a rich luster to the monotonous herding life.

For this reason, the two herdsmen could not help but worship him as an idolatry.

It wasn't until Zhuo Qun won another runner-up medal at the horse race.

In fact, he has become the favorite and indispensable herding partner of the two herders.

They became as harmonious as family.

And Zhuo Qun also learned to set horses and drive horses with Lanmu Zabu.

With Batu, he learned to play the horse-head fiddle and sing the hoomai.

In this way, the aristocratic lifestyle of France and the life of Mongolian herders have been wonderfully blended and harmoniously united.

As for this simple life of isolation, the only troubles are drinking and women.

The Mongols were so able to drink that they drank more than they ate.

If Zhuo Qun wants to drink with the two herdsmen, he has to sleep for a day almost every time.

And a woman's troubles are not simply physiological needs.

In fact, it is not too difficult to restrain Zhuoqun in this regard.

Just turn your attention to your skills and learning, and forget about it completely.

Not to mention, there are many other easy ways to solve the problem.

But the trouble is that he is too eye-catching, and bringing his own peach blossom luck is sometimes not all a good thing.

At least several herdsmen's girls took a fancy to him, and when there was nothing to do, he always came on horseback and motorcycle.

Come to talk to him, make milk tea, listen to him talk about the city and play the violin.

Lanmu Zabu also reminded Zhuo Qun while envious, be careful, it will not work if something happens without marrying.

Otherwise, your father and brother won't be able to spare you.

So Zhuo Qun can only choose to take the initiative to avoid it.

Every time on the weekend, he would drive to Xilinhot for two days.

Because only the old people in the pastoral areas have pastures, the young people have to go to the city to work.

The young girls are only available on weekends.