The two of them have decided to go on vacation to the beach, catch the tail of the summer vacation, and leave that good time. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

In the early morning, the morning sun is slightly dewed, and the heat wave can't wait to sweep the whole city. The road still has the low temperature left over from the night, embracing the coming heat. The road is not crowded with pedestrians, the highway is empty, and the whole bustling city is particularly quiet at this time, but it is much more friendly. Walking on such a street, you can enjoy a panoramic view of the quiet city without worrying about the passers-by who may swarm behind you. Sanitation workers and sanitation trucks have cleared the road and are preparing to leave. They are the group of people hidden in the city, who come out late at night and return at sunrise. A gust of wind blows, there is no stench, no heat, a trace of coolness hits, and it can instantly dry the shirt that has just been soaked with sweat.

This is the early morning of summer in the coastal city, refreshing, cozy, and unforgettable.

After Shen Jiawei's intimate care overnight, Ruoqing's low-grade fever has faded. Look at her in a light dress, the faint flush on her face, and she is extremely charming. Shen Jiawei was wearing a pair of light blue knee-length shorts, a pure white T, and a peaked cap, and every cell from his body to his feet was singing the praises of youth. The happiness of the lovers was overflowing on the faces of the two people, and they had already packed up early in the morning and embarked on a 2-day and 1-night trip.

In the car, there is Yi Ruoqing's favorite singing, Chen Huixian's "Lost Promise"―

Acquaintance is accidental, but love changes;

Thou hast made a promise in thy heart, or thou hast made a promise in thy heart;

Who said that there is a feast that will not be dispersed, who says that life and death are unchanged;

This love, let this love, be dyed by flowing water one by one;

At this moment, there is no word for each other, revealing the bitterness in my heart;

Looking at you, my face is full of sorrow, and tears are like sprinkled in front of me;

How can my heart bear to say parting, gazing at you to go away lightly;

Don't go, don't go, let time wash away the sorrow;

At this moment, there is no word for each other, revealing the bitterness in my heart;

Looking at you, my face is full of sorrow, and tears are like sprinkled in front of me;

How can my heart bear to say parting, gazing at you to go away lightly;

Don't go, don't go, let time wash away the sorrow;

The gentle melody, with the lyrics full of regret, accompanied by the summer breeze blowing outside the car window, the sound surrounds the entire car. Chen Huixian is perfect, you can't find a place to criticize her singing skills. She also has a beautiful voice, like a girl full of thoughts, singing stories that she doesn't want to share with others.

For some reason, Shen Jiawei switched songs and changed them to pop music, the lyrics were replaced by superficial love and love, and the melody was replaced with a rhythmic fast pace.

Ruoqing looked at Shen Jiawei with a smile.

"Ugly?"

"No, don't you think we're better suited to this kind of music at this point?"

"Oh, I think so. By the way, are you sure you still have to drive at school?"

"Well, I'm a ruffian...... Isn't it too bad to drive?"

"Ruffian ......"

Ruoqing smiled and looked out the window. Regarding Shen Jiawei's life experience, she didn't plan to ask more. It's not because she doesn't have confidence, it's just that she's still young and hasn't reached the point where she needs to be familiar with each other's parents.

"Rather, it's only you who will trap me in the wall. ”

"It's almost there. ”

The car soon drove to the foot of a quiet mountain. In summer, the most on the mountain is the cry of knowledge, one after another, continuously. At the slightest sign of a human arrival, it will immediately stop screaming, trying to disguise itself, and then make noise when it has the illusion that the human is far away. It is as if noisy in the green mountains in summer is their privilege and their festive carnival. As the joyful cries spread throughout the mountain, other small insects will also cater to them and play summer songs. Walking in such a primitive and lively mountain will make people leave all their troubles behind and return to the instinct of human beings as animals - yearning for harmonious coexistence with the natural world.

The two of them parked the car and walked to the mountainside with their luggage.

"You listen, you know. ”

Ruoqing raised his head and looked at the tall pine trees, with a childlike smile on his face.

Shen Jiawei was carrying a large bag of luggage, and he couldn't help but follow Ruoqing to raise his head and look at the pine tree.

"Well, what a beautiful piece of music. You see, the pine trees are greener than the blue of the sky. ”

I saw the towering pine trees, trying to stretch their necks to touch the sky, the sun through the leaves and branches faintly sprinkled on the mud surface, like stars, with the sound of knowing, people want to stretch out their hands to embrace all the beautiful nature.

Ruoqing opened his five fingers, looked at the leaves and the sky through his five fingers, closed his eyes, and wanted to enjoy this comfort quietly.

Shen Jiawei interrupted her and pulled her on.

"Well, the scenery on the mountain is even more beautiful. ”

Ruoqing had no choice but to follow Shen Jiawei to continue climbing.

Soon we arrived at an inn on the mountainside - "Pine Pavilion". The inn was built using ancient construction methods and looks like a mountain in the middle of a mountain. There are not many rooms, only 10 rooms. Each room has a unique view, and the windows open to the pine trees overlooking the green scenery of the mountains. If it weren't for the world's temptation, how could there be so few people here? Thinking of the prosperous Tang and Song dynasties, literati and artists loved nothing more than this place. Three or two confidants, a drink, looking at the scenery and chanting poetry, how comfortable.

Ruoqing looked at Shen Jiawei in surprise, feeling that this ruffian was so amazing that he would bring her to such a wonderful place.

"Shen Jiawei, how can you still like such a place?"

Shen Jiawei knocked her head and smiled at the beautiful scenery in front of her.

"Who doesn't like beautiful scenery, don't people like me prefer such beautiful things? ”

Ruoqing laughed.

"Ruffian, ruffian, how long do you have to call yourself, I don't want to be a big brother's woman for too long. ”

"Let's go, big brother's woman! I don't think you can escape!"

As he spoke, he walked towards the inn with his arms around the Qing Dynasty.

Due to its high location and surrounded by greenery, the inn is cool, as if it has suddenly entered autumn. Ruoqing stood in front of the window, silently looking at the beautiful scenery in front of him, and couldn't help but think of the scene of frolicking on the beach with his father Yi Shaoyang, and his heart was inevitably low. Shen Jiawei packed his luggage alone, made the bed, and made a pot of tea. He looked at Ruoqing's back, a little lonely, a little cold, and his heart habitually distressed. He took out a knitted sweater, draped it over Ruoqing, and then hugged her from behind.

"What do you think? ”

Shen Jiawei's voice was gentle enough to resolve all the loneliness in Ruoqing's heart, and she turned her head and smiled at Shen Jiawei.

"It's nothing, let's go, didn't you see a stream when you first came up?

"Yes, good. ”

The moonrise frightens the mountain birds, and the village stream sings. The creek is located in the middle of the mountainside, not far from the inn, but because the road is narrow, ordinary guests do not go there. The creek is very small, about 3 meters wide, and the stones on both sides of the stream are uneven, and the water is crystal clear. The lonely grass stream grows on the side, and there are yellow orioles singing deep trees. The trickling stream, with its crisp and beautiful ticking sound, accompanied by the chirping of birds, came a burst of moving music.

When I got to the stream, I met a grandfather who was about 60 years old. Grandpa was sitting alone on a stone by the stream, silently muttering something in his mouth.

Ruoqing was startled and hurriedly hid behind Shen Jiawei.

Shen Jiawei took Ruoqing's hand, made a decision, and then walked towards the old man.

He cautiously asked, "Hello, grandpa, why are you here alone? Are you lost?"

The old man turned his head and glanced at Shen Jiawei and Ruoqing, and turned back indifferently.

Shen Jiawei shrugged helplessly, turned around and smiled at Ruoqing, and when the two were about to leave, the old man spoke.

"I'm not lost, I'm waiting for someone. ”

"Grandpa, it's early in the morning, it's dangerous for you to wait here alone, let's wait with you!"

"No, the person I'm waiting for will never come back. ”

The two looked at each other, realized that they had asked the wrong thing, took a few steps back in embarrassment, and sat down on the stone with them.

The old man said leisurely, "You are lovers." ”

"Yes, Grandpa. ”

"When I was separated from her, I was about the same age as you are now. ”

"Grandpa, you ......"

"Forty years ago, it wasn't developed and there were no people. She likes to go to various mountain streams, saying that she feels that she was born to belong to the mountains. I always took her to look for beautiful creeks and found this place later. You see, how beautiful. She said let me wait for her and go to the other side of the stream by myself, I wanted to follow, but she wouldn't give it. I looked for her and found her for the night, and she didn't come back. ”

"Grandpa......"

Later, it was discovered that there was a deep pool on the mountain, and her body was found there. ”

The old man told his story calmly and did not need a response from outsiders. Ruoqing looked at the clear stream, and his heart was empty. She knows what it's like to lose someone she cherishes.

"I sometimes wonder why I didn't follow her all the time, if I followed her, she wouldn't fall into the pool, if I followed her, I could fall into the water with her, I could stay with her. ”

"She must hate me, I am alone and enjoying the happiness of being a human being in the world. I wonder if I come here to wait for her, will I get her forgiveness and salvation? Perhaps, she will be able to come to me. Anyway, it won't be long before I go underground to see her. ”

A tear was drawn from the corner of the old man's eye, and his tone seemed to be telling this story from a long, long time ago, so long that he seemed to be afraid that he would forget, and repeated the same story every day, as if this story had nothing to do with him.

The story is just the story between one young man and another young man 40 years ago.

The old man has nothing to do with the old man in front of him.

It's about memory, it's about love.

Ruoqing grabbed Shen Jiawei's arm and gently leaned on his shoulder.

The originally quiet mountains have become a little lonely at this time.

Follow the people you cherish, yes, in the face of death, most people will think about it for the first time. How painful it is to remain in the world and suffer mental torture. But people are strong, not cowardly, and will always overcome grief and move forward with hope.

Those who are alive cannot be sorry for those who are dead.