So three days later, Su Xing finally embarked on a long journey to find a paradise.

The college students introduced by Xie Miaomiao chartered an 8-seater van, and the final destination was a village called Meilin. Except for the driver, who was a few years older, the other seven people in the car were all students, one of whom was a tour guide and had just taken the exam this year.

This is the first time he has led a team on the road, half play and half practice.

Along the way, everyone seemed very excited, and the chatter was very lively.

Before leaving, Su Xing had mentioned to them that if Meilin Village was good, she might have to stay there for a while and not be able to come back with them. That is, she only goes out for the money and does not participate in the return trip.

Everyone came out to play, they were about the same age, and no one cared about the money with her, but Su Xing seemed a little old. Because she was the youngest, she was already eye-catching, and when she saw her speaking and acting sleekly and sophisticated, she was teased for her precociousness on the road.

Su Xing didn't care, and made it clear in advance, so as not to have contradictions in the future.

Therefore, everyone gets along well on the road and has a good journey.

And the hobbies and opinions of young people are not far apart, but whenever they encounter some places with good scenery on the road, they ask to stop and go for a while.

Yesterday, too, they passed by an ancient town, and when they saw that there were not many guests on the road, they immediately stayed.

While shopping, Su Xing bought a few gadgets, including an oil-paper umbrella and two delicate ocarina, one black pottery and one wooden. She can play the flute herself, and it is relatively simple to play this, and she often carries it with her when she goes out in her dreams, and she plays it to relieve boredom in her spare time.

The reason why I bought two of them was that they were too many and too beautiful, and she couldn't refuse. In addition to the souvenirs she bought halfway, in addition to clothes, she also carried a notebook and a laptop, which were not only used to record the scenery and emotions along the way, but also to write something to earn some fare.

She is now a jobless vagrant, and although she has savings that does not affect her current life, she will not be able to continue in the long run, and she will have to find another livelihood.

In fact, when it comes to self-destruction of her future, she is a little hesitant and resistant from the bottom of her heart. So she didn't talk about her job and rental house to death, in order to leave a way back for herself, she was afraid that she would regret it in the future.

You must know that her future is a failure in her life except for Guo and Su, and everything else is harmonious. Now that the Guo Su family has been dissociated by her, it is not impossible to continue to follow the path they like.

Of course, it is impossible to be rich and noble in the city with her skills and savings, and she can barely buy another house without worrying about food and clothing.

It doesn't matter if you have less money, as long as it's enough, she's just afraid of her own ability.

She hasn't practiced much, and she doesn't know if there is anything abnormal in the process, but she must be cautious in living in the city, and she can't chase her phone if she is robbed one day. Also, what if she re-embarked on the path of archaeology, in case of danger, would she be able to control herself from revealing herself?

In case of revealing the stuffing, she is definitely the NO.1 experiment, and she has lived in vain in this life.

Walking around the guest room alone, the more Su Xing thought about it, the more annoyed she became, she waved her hand quite impatiently, and sat down at the small round table by the window.

Alas, let's get used to it first.

From now on, in addition to the funds given by her parents, she has to get used to earning living expenses with her own pen.

To be honest, there was a time when she was blinded by money.

Young people, of course, discovering the skills to make money are greatly interested and fully engaged. In those years, she wrote a lot of things, including essays, social documentaries, participation in media essays and the like introduced by her classmates, and academic topics such as ancient literature appreciation and commentary.

She never submitted more than one draft, but more than one manuscript, and wrote with a playful mentality at the beginning. After being accepted, I tasted the sweetness of receiving remuneration, and the number of submissions gradually increased. Later, I got acquainted with the editors and was actively invited to write, and my income was stable.

Some familiar editors sometimes ask her to write advertising copy, but accidentally take up too much time and are discovered by her mentor and reprimanded her for not doing her job. Worried that her talent would be corrupted by money, he arranged for her to work as a temporary worker in the studio.

Therefore, she became a full-time worker after graduation and never worried about money.

She has always regarded writing as a daily way to vent, but she did not expect that today it has become a means of making ends meet. Turn on your computer, create a new document, and don't know what to write in front of an empty whiteboard.

Looking out the window, the rain kept falling, washing the stone streets very clean, very slippery and bright, and the narrow alleys and deep courtyards full of the vicissitudes of time made people forget to return.

Everyone is still staying in the ancient town today, living in an antique and slightly humble inn.

Although this inn is small, it pays attention to hygiene, the windows are clear, and when you sit alone indoors, you can smell the smell of sunshine emitted by the new bed, which makes people feel particularly good.

The scenery near the ancient town is quiet, the folk customs are simple, and the structure of the houses is very ancient, which is quite ornamental. In particular, the town's antique teahouses, stalls, and small shops with all kinds of exquisite souvenirs are the most attractive to tourists.

Even though it was raining today, those students still ran out in high spirits, one by one holding oil-paper umbrellas and swaggering in the street.

The only people who didn't go out were the driver and Su Xing.

The driver is going to a lot of places and is well-informed, so I don't think it's strange. Later, he was bored, so he simply went to the teahouse opposite to listen to the music.

Su Xing is hidden in her heart, she had a lot of fun shopping yesterday, and she flew in a good mood as soon as it rained today. The distance between the teahouse and the inn on the opposite side is not far away, and she can hear it clearly when she sits by the window, and she can't see the singer waving his sleeves on stage.

She wanted to write something, but she didn't know what to write.

It wasn't that she was suffering from the disease of the Virgin, she knew that her limited abilities could not stop the war. The burden of war is borne by all of humanity, but some tragedies happen to only a few.

I was worried and restless all day long, for fear that I would be the next person to be betrayed by my relatives to do experiments.

This is her personal experience, like the days of a frightened bird.

The world is big, but their living space is very small.

The suffocating and even collapsing atmosphere and everything in front of her kept switching in her mind. Today, the happier these young people laughed, the clearer the tragedy of the future, and the louder the screams made her have a splitting headache.

There seemed to be a voice in her heart, telling her that she had to do something to raise everyone's awareness of the crisis, so that more submariners could avoid the catastrophe.

To be blunt, it is definitely not possible to copy realistically, what if there is a second or even countless people like her in the world?

Therefore, she has to tactfully change her style to say the anomalies and precautions of the submergers, such as novels. In the future, she will always hear those people in the kitchen looking forward to the various abilities in the novel, indicating that they love to read.

And the young people of today are not the old people of the future? The submergers are among them.

Su Xing held her cheeks and looked thoughtfully at the teahouse opposite, the tune on the opposite side was tactful, and her voice was faintly resentful...... I remember that year, on the day the flowers bloomed, I played the pipa and gave a, and the incense was warm and frightening......"

Remember the day the flowers bloomed...... Yes, it was the alternation of spring and summer, and the flowers were blooming brilliantly.

On that day, the clear sky was suddenly torn apart by a loud noise in the distance, and in an instant the wind and clouds surged, and the whole sky was covered with heavy clouds, and it was pitch black all around, and soon after it began to rain heavily.

No one expected that after that day, the quiet and peaceful days would be farther and farther away from everyone......

The rain was still falling outside, and the girl sat alone in front of the window, ten slender fingers flying nimbly on the keyboard......