"Simple meals, I don't know if they suit your appetite, so I'll just take a break, sorry, bear with me." Everyone sat around the table, and Zhang Wenyuan was the first to speak.

"Where is it, it's bothered, it's naturally good to have food, and the host is too polite." Lin Hainan should admit it.

When dealing with these, you really have to learn to be more official. Lin Hainan himself didn't like this very much, but he was forced to do it because he was helpless and was in someone else's house.

So, just like that, a group of people were "happily eating dinner, so uncomfortable." "It's like a big family.

As the rain fell on people's heads and bodies, I looked up on my back, closed my eyes, and opened my mouth to taste the little drops, and suddenly I felt as if I had grown a lot under the drizzle. The rain is sprinkled, and the leaves of various flowers and plants are condensed with crystal droplets. The street lamps emitted a dim red electric light, like the red eyes of those drunken drunks, looking at him in a flash.

Rain is the most common, three or two days at a time. Don't be annoyed. Look, like cow hair, like flower needles, like filaments, densely woven diagonally, and the roof of the house is covered with a thin layer of smoke. The rain was indeed not heavy, ticking and ticking, not like it was raining, but like it was fogging, and the world in front of me was blocked in a dense network of rain. In the distance, the streets, buildings, and pedestrians are all left with a somewhat vague wheel corridor.

There were several more thunderstorms in the sky, and the rain seemed to be urged, and it became louder. However, after a while, it became smaller again. I walked into the rain and mist, and suddenly, a fresh and cool feeling permeated my whole body. The raindrops were cold on the body, but somehow there was a moist and warm smell in the air, and the autumn rain was like a shining pearl in the sky, fluttering and waving.

The wind swept the torrential rain like countless whips, and whipped it fiercely against the glass window. A little bit of listless light or two, as if it were the eyes of a sleepy man. The raindrops are connected together like a big net, hanging in front of people's eyes. The pavement was paved with date-sized stones, white, yellow, dark red, and colorful, like an endless ribbon of colors. The breeze blew, and the rain curtain slanted, like filaments running towards the grass and trees, and the walls.

The rain fell from the sky like ten thousand silver threads, and a row of drainage droplets fell from the eaves, like a beautiful beaded curtain. The autumn rain, like cow hair, like flower needles, like filaments, densely woven obliquely. The raindrops rolled down the stems of the grass, and one drop fell into the soil, and another drop into the mouth of the grass, and it was nowhere to be found.

The autumn rain was like smoke and mist, silently falling on the rubble, on the dead branches and leaves, and drenched the ground, the house, and the trees. Outside the window, it was drizzling, dripping little raindrops, as if accompanied by a small dance music, and people couldn't help but be tempted by the world outside the window.

At this time, Li Shengzhe was standing alone in front of the window, looking at the dripping night rain, and he was also thinking about his heart.

Recently, he just learned that Lin Hainan and others were going to travel back to the Qing Dynasty to protect cultural relics, those that have been kept in the Forbidden City. And he seemed to smell the smell of huge fortune and precious cultural relics, and a plan to steal cultural relics arose from his heart......

"Big brother, several gang leaders have been notified, and they will arrive here later to have a business with you." At this moment, a man in black walked in and spoke.

"Okay, I see, you go down." Li Shengzhe said calmly.

"Lin Hainan, it's a pity for you, it's a pity that the grade is going to be buried in my plan like this. Hmph, the revenge for killing my wife and children, I will slowly count it for you, just wait. When Li Shengzhe said this, his eyes were full of anger and hatred.

Lin Hainan and the others had already eaten at Zhang Wenyuan's house, and the night was a little late, and it was raining outside, so it was really difficult to leave.

Lin Hainan also had some doubts in his heart at this time: why did his child disappear for so many days, but he didn't hear the police looking for this child? Is it because his parents didn't call the police?

Or did his parents themselves know about it?

Or has his parents been secretly watching, spying on their children?

It doesn't make sense, after sending Junjun back, his father Zhang Wenyuan didn't ask what happened to Junjun, and he didn't ask why he was injured with Junjun, could it be that he arranged it?

When Lin Hainan thought of this, he felt that it was really incredible.

If that's the case, then it's dangerous to yourself and your friends.

It's really at a loss now, and he said that he wanted to ask the army what he heard and talked about, so that he could understand the situation. But now, after the army is sent home, not only can the army not see it, but I don't know if I can learn more about it.

It's better to leave first, besides, the matter of crossing is right in front of you, and you can't take care of it so much, so let's deal with the things over there first.

So, several people borrowed a few umbrellas from Zhang Wenyuan and wanted to say goodbye.

"It's really bothering me today, I hope you'll forgive me." Lin Hainan said.

"Hey, how could it be, a few of you are here today, and they are shining." Zhang Wenyuan said with a smile, but this smile was a little disgusting.

"The host is polite, thank you, then you can rest early, I won't bother you later." With that, Lin Hainan led everyone away.

"I won't send it if I go slowly." Zhang Wenyuan said loudly behind him.

Lin Hainan and a few people came out of Zhang Wenyuan's manor, why did they paced carefully on the side of the road=, anyway, it was the last day to stay here, so it was better to walk slowly, look around, and leave some impressions.

In this materialistic society, the development is very fast, so it is not necessary that when they come back, it has become a different place.

But when they came to a place, where the grass was higher and more hidden, especially on this night, it was really invisible.

"It's Zhang Wenyuan's car that came out." Yumi whispered.

"yes, it's so late, where are they going?" Feng Jianfei also echoed.

"Have you noticed that when you had dinner today, Zhang Wenyuan seemed to be in a hurry, as if he was in a hurry to do something." Lin Hainan said.

"yes, I found out too, what the hell do you say?" Yumi continued.

"I don't know, but it doesn't seem like a good thing to see him like this." Lin Hainan said.

"This ......"

No matter, you go back to rest first, tomorrow morning we have to set off, to the destination pointed out by the old man, to cross, go back, I want to walk alone.

"Well, okay, you should rest early." Yumi said with concern.

"Well, okay." Lin Hainan replied to Youmidao.

So, Youmi, Feng Jianfei and the four of them were ready to go back, leaving Lin Hainan to walk alone on this street by himself.

In this way, Lin Hainan walked alone on the street, thinking and thinking.

The rain at night rushes down the glass of the window, outlining countless beautiful meanders. In Lin Hainan's eyes, the city is completely dark, only the street lights are scattered, and occasionally a few cars pass by and make some sounds to break the silence at the moment. Perhaps this lonely city is waiting for a voice to awaken its dormant passion.

Unfortunately, it's not this kind of sound, abrupt and tiresome. It's like everyone is waiting for a voice to wake up his own heart that has been dormant for a long time.

What happened this time, it was so difficult, so difficult...... Lin Hainan couldn't help but sigh.

Actually, he himself doesn't hate rain that much. I can't tell you if it's a good time to feel like it's raining, especially if you're looking forward to it before it. The gloomy afternoon, the low sky, I think this is not bad. Occasionally a few dead leaves fall, such a picture is a bit sad, but it is full of anticipation, what to expect, he himself does not know......

On such a rainy night, I always feel a little idle. But I enjoy this feeling very much, and the noisy sound of rain outside the window makes the house even calmer. Such a calm will not be empty, as if there is nothing, no goal, no motivation, no hope. This kind of calm makes people feel fulfilled, as if they are surrounded by something, and even if they sit and do nothing, they will not feel bored. As if it's hard to be quiet, even if it's a person, or a person.

Lin Hainan still doesn't like to be too noisy, although he is noisy enough sometimes. However, I still like the quiet environment, there is no light outside the window, and the sound of the rain slowly drip into my heart. Even if it's a little cold, I still feel warm in my heart.

I didn't expect that he, who has always hated rain, would not be in a hurry to say something as soon as he heard the sound of heavy rain falling, hehe, it's all nonsense~ It doesn't seem to be so much to sigh about. No matter how extraordinary things are, they will be made ordinary by life, very ordinary rainy nights, and I think I may be able to sleep well tonight, if the rain continues.

The rain overnight soaked every piece of shining memory, boundless thoughts, and empty steps dripping to the light. In fact, he doesn't like the rain in the city very much, in contrast, he prefers the crispness of the rain sprinkled on the roof tiles and down the eaves when it rains in the countryside, and prefers the state of mind of "the rain is late in the empty forest" and "how many buildings are in the smoke and rain"; I prefer the scenery of "spring tide with rain and urgency at night, wild ferry without boats", "flying egrets in desert paddy fields, and yellow orioles in the summer forest".

I remember that my mother Jiang Yanlan once said to Lin Hainan that the rainy night is very beautiful, and she can talk to her heart. At first, I didn't believe it, I didn't put the rainy night in the center, and I always kept a sense of detachment from the rainy night. It seemed a little late for me to suddenly feel a little late, and the vitality that seeped out of the rainy night was really fascinating and pretentious.

Following the trail of the rainy night, feeling her flower-like tension, and comprehending the brilliance of her summer flowers, I seem to be a little drunk.

Some people stood in front of the window and opened the curtains, but I was full of the rain outside the window. I knew that the little crystal clear water droplets must be the eyes of poetry, and finally, the floating of the dark fragrance made me calm down and savor this rainy night.

Faintly, Lin Hainan seemed to hear the rose petals floating in the rain, Fei Fei Yang; It was as if he heard someone whispering his name, and there was a beautiful smile on his lips, moist and fragrant like a blooming orchid. Yes, how could this thin letter paper carry his summer rain-like mood?

Is it a mother? Is it the mother calling his own name?

Spread out a page of white manuscript paper, I write an emotion for you in my mind. Some people say that the sound of the rain hitting the leaves is a proverb that Midori told me, and the wind, in fact, is translating the language of rain, I wonder if anyone can read the charm?

The eaves rain is dripping, knocking the world into silence, listening to the sound of the rain, thinking is early in the depths of the season, only memories, always flowing in the stream of youth: remembering the bits and pieces of childhood, remembering the years of growing up, remembering the colorful days in a different city and foreign land, no matter how he dips himself in the tip of the pen full of affection, but he can never say a word from the depths of his heart. Is it not, hold the rain.

In fact, for more than 20 years, in such stormy days, I have never been disturbed by the noise to drown out that quiet mood, when lonely, my thoughts are always blown into a moonlight river by the bamboo flute. In the rainy night, I figured out a kind of light and light wind thinking, and finally let me see your charm and tenderness in the rain and fog.

The night, so peaceful, his thoughts stretched at his fingertips. I embraced the tranquility in my arms and unloaded the hustle and bustle. It's all over your eyes. Your eyes are stars. When the wind came, he blinked, and he hugged the drunken man hard.

Except for Wushan, it's not the clouds, it's you, it's your quiet eyes; Falling in love with romance is not me, it's poetry, it's poetry that finds the verdant redwood forest in a confused mind.

However, these are not as good as the mother......

Lin Hainan didn't know how long he walked, and later. I also went back in a daze, this land, the memory left behind, is too profound.

"What? You mean they went to your house today? ”

"Yes, they sent Junjun back today and had dinner at my house." Zhang Wenyuan said.

"Did you say anything?" Lee asked.

"No, I didn't say anything. They were stupid and wanted to ask, but as soon as Junjun came home, we locked Junjun in the room, and there was no chance to meet at all, so we didn't say anything. ”

"Looks like they're trying to get involved, so don't blame me." Li Shengzhe said fiercely.

"So what are we going to do now?" Zhang Wenyuan asked.

"Aren't they on a strange mission, keep up with them?"

"Yes, also, I heard that they are going to travel to the Qing Dynasty period to protect cultural relics, this is a good time for us to make a fortune, follow them, and cross together." Lee Sung-cheol said.

"Yes, we'll get ready right away." Everyone replied in unison.

"This time, we had to take a risk." Li Shengzhe said thoughtfully.

Early the next morning, everyone packed their bags and prepared to go to the Dark Mountain according to the information provided by the old man, where they could naturally cross it.