Han Xuan was lying on the bed, tossing and turning and unable to sleep, but fortunately it was a single room, so it would not disturb others.

Lying on his side and looking out the window, countless stars hung in the dark sky.

The summer in Providence was so beautiful that he could have been able to enjoy the starry sky at his leisure, but the boy couldn't calm down.

The sound of birds and insects made him a little irritable, even if the air conditioner was whirring, it couldn't calm the heat in Han Xuan's heart.

Because I just heard the news that the elder Hall has passed away.

He walked suddenly.

Some time ago, my father called, saying that Old Hall had a stroke, his lower body was numb, and he could only walk in a wheelchair.

Hall is a good neighbor.

The two families were in constant contact with each other before Augsig sold the ranch, and the relationship became even closer a few years ago when the Snow Mountain Ranch expanded to be adjacent to his Smith ranch.

Distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors, and for Han Xuan, Old Hall is the representative of "close neighbors".

When he was a child, Old Hall often hugged Han Xuan intimately, but at that time he was very resistant to this matter, and for this reason, he also plucked Hall's beard, and whenever he hunted for game, Hall would always send some over.

At the birthday party, he was the most lively among the older generation, not at all like fifty or sixty years old, seven or eight cocktails mixed and fine, even John, who was the most famous drinker, was drunk by him.

Hall was a very pure man, usually like a child, and his mind had always been on the land of Montana, where he was born and died, and Smith Ranch accompanied the old rancher throughout his life.

A few months ago, at the party, he also said that he would go to the Maldives with Han Xuan and them for a vacation this year to enjoy his old age, but now he is leaving quietly.

The soul returns to the bosom of the Lord in whom he believes and will never appear again.

This made the boy feel a little uncomfortable.

I'd rather believe that he, like myself, is living in another time and space again.

The ticking of the bedside alarm clock beats rhythmically, and he walks round and round, Han Xuan only fell asleep in the early hours of the morning, and he dreamed of a lot of things this night.

The sky was just dawning.

Gregoris was woken up in bed, his head still in a daze, and he faintly heard a voice.

"I want to take a leave of absence, Headmaster. ”

"Huh?"

The old man spoke unconsciously, raised his hand to wipe his eyes, leaned on the head of the bed with a pillow, and asked again, "Excuse me?"

"There was someone I knew very well who had passed away, and I wanted to go back and see him. He only slept for more than an hour, Han Xuan's spirit was a little sluggish, his eyes were bloodshot, at his age, it was rare to stay up late, his clothes had been dressed, he had thought about it for a long time just now, and finally decided to go home.

"Recently, there have been a lot of final courses and assignments, which will delay your grades this semester. The old headmaster reassured.

"It's okay, the group assignments are basically done, as long as they are finally integrated, and I can talk to them on the phone and help with it at home. ”

"Okay, I can talk to your teacher, for the sake of how hard you have worked this semester. ”

Gregoris noticed that he was abnormal, patted the side of the bed and asked Han Xuan to sit down, and said softly: "There is still half a month to go, the last week is the exam, there are only a few days left in class, and I heard several teachers evaluate you in the middle of the term, and you did a very good job." ”

"Don't rush back, when the next semester comes, I will ask someone to arrange for you to take the exam alone, which will not delay your grades, but the difficulty of the exam will be much more difficult, so do you want to send you now?" ”

Turning on the lamp and putting on his slippers, the old principal walked to the desk, poured a glass of water and handed it to the boy, and asked.

"No bother, thank you, have already called for someone to pick me up. ”

There was a noise in the distance, and Gregoris listened for a while, pointing to the sky: "You mean this?"

"Yes sir, there isn't any open space nearby to park it except for the playground, so ......"

"Then hurry up, there will be students blocking my office and complaining after a long time. ”

The old headmaster joked: "They're all going to be woken up, and going out for a walk today should be more lively." ”

……

Benjamin picked up the boy in the morning and headed straight for New York's LaGuardia Airport.

There are the fastest flights to Montana, many times faster than helicopters that are suitable for shorter flights.

It was just over two hours to sail, and it was just after eleven o'clock when he arrived at Billings, and the furnace-like sun was hanging overhead.

Near the exit of the plane, Martinez held a card with a photo pasted on it, Han Xuan saw him at a glance, covered his face and kicked him to avoid in shame, pretending to be unfamiliar.

"You've grown a lot taller in just a few months. Stretching out his hand to gauge the height, Martinez said, "Is there one and a half meters?"

Han Xuan turned his head to look around, muttering, "Almost, what about my parents?"

"I went to Old Hall's house to help, and I have a lot of things to prepare for the funeral tomorrow. ”

Seeing that the boy's face was not very good-looking, Martinez diverted the topic: "When you called in the morning, the boss was not at home, Joanna was going to let her boyfriend come to pick you up, and I volunteered to come over after I found out, how is it, okay to you?"

Looking up at the black young man for a long time, Han Xuan said lightly: "Which car did you drive over?"

“…… Your Jaguar XJ220, it's so cool! Let's go, I'll take you for a ride!"

Following his gaze, a silver-white streamlined sports car was parked outside, and the corners of Han Xuan's eyes twitched: "I know!"

As soon as he got in the car, he fastened his seatbelt, the average speed was 110 miles all the way, and after driving west for nearly three hours, the snow-capped mountains of Flathead appeared in Han Xuan's sight, and he was very familiar with the scenery here.

On the side of the snow-capped mountain pasture path, lavender grows again, and purple buds begin to brew, swaying from side to side in the wind.

The first crop of alfalfa has not yet been harvested, and now it is half a man tall, and most of it is high and low green.

Originally, after a while, these pastures would be distributed to Old Hall, but last year's fattening cattle rating made him taste the sweetness, and he sent a big wild boar to make Han Qianshan agree.

I don't know if the old Hall's daughter will take care of the ranch as hard as her father in the future, and maybe she will stop this business, Han Xuan thought to himself, and there were little things that Martinez said about when he was not at home.

For example, Fat Ding is in love.

More precisely, unrequited love, since seeing another exotic shorthair cat in Augusta last month, it has become emaciated, and used to eat five meals a day, but now it doesn't even eat late-night snacks.

Pestering Joanna all day long, telling her to take herself with her when she goes shopping, just to see it from afar.

Squatting on the dock all day long, Martinez's guess was that it was trying to catch fish for the she-cat.

It's a pity that there are no stranded fish on the shore, and Fat Ding can't swim.

This is the story that makes cats sad.