The scenery of Qingdao is very good, and the weather is also very good. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

At four or five o'clock in the morning, the sun rises over the sea, and the golden sky gives birth to several thin clouds, like gold nuggets floating in the air, precious so that tears can flow from the corners of the eyes.

At twelve o'clock in the afternoon, when the busy streets are hot, there can be phantoms created by floating water vapor, and occasionally a few lazy seagulls will land on the handrails.

At six o'clock in the afternoon, the sun sets, the sea is golden, and the sky is sometimes cloudy.

Spring, summer, autumn and winter have their own characteristics.

As a result, many photography enthusiasts favored this city and came to make film and print it in the flow of years.

I met an eldest brother in a beverage shop, and he told me to call him Lao Cheng.

That day, I was waiting for Curly to come to me, ordered a cup of caramel milk tea, sat in my seat and looked at my phone.

The shop was very popular, and there were so many people that I had to share a table with someone.

Lao Cheng picked up the photo spread out on the table, and turned his gaze to me when he saw me sit down.

Of course, I noticed Lao Cheng's gaze, and I was a little embarrassed that I didn't know what to say, so I kept my eyes locked on my phone.

"Are you from Qingdao?" Lao Cheng put down the photo and said to me.

"Huh? Well, yes. I looked away from my phone and looked at the SLR camera on Lao Cheng's chest.

"Qingdao is a good city." Lao Cheng showed a mouthful of white teeth and smiled.

"Hey, hey." I laughed.

"Look at you, you're a student?" Lao Cheng tilted his head to look at me.

"Uh-huh, yes." I was a little alarmed, why did this stranger in front of me ask me so many questions?

It may be that I have seen too many bad guys from various channels before, and I have an obvious sense of rejection for this unclear routine.

"Eh, it's good to be young." Lao Cheng sighed and put the camera on his chest on the table, "Do you like to travel?" ”

"yes, I like it." I nodded, "But not very often." ”

"It's the same as when I was younger." Lao Cheng looked at me and smiled.

Lao Cheng is a backpacker who has been traveling for almost a whole year.

He was twenty-eight years old, completed his master's degree in management, and attended classes for several years. He said that he had a girlfriend when he was in college, and one was accidentally pregnant, but he was too young to fight at that time, and the next day he went to the girls' dormitory to find his girlfriend, but her girlfriend was gone, and he has never seen his girlfriend since.

He regretted it, but he could only regret it, because there was no news about it.

Then life went along for a few years, and he suddenly realized that he was about to reach thirty, but there was no hope of his own.

Lao Cheng is a very free and easy person, he quit his job after a day at home, put on his travel bag and camera bank card, and got in the car and traveled away.

Before he was in Qingdao, he had been to more than 30 cities, and he had taken nearly 1,000 photos, and he was also well-known on Weibo.

He wants to find his former girlfriend and marry her if he doesn't get married.

Lao Cheng's story is very dreamy in my eyes, too novelistic, and very much like a lie.

But I want to think of it as a real thing, because the photos in front of me are the proof of time.

The little curly hair came, I said goodbye to Lao Cheng, and after adding WeChat, there was no contact.

Now his WeChat public account is still updated with new photos.

"Who was that?" Little Curly turned his head to look at Lao Cheng, "There seems to be a new trick recently, which is to use photography as an excuse to distract you so that your companions can steal your things." ”

"Exaggerated, right?" My phone is still in my hand, "What are you looking for me?" ”

"Dansi asked me for dinner, and asked me to take you by name." The little curly looked at me with a bitter look.

"Aha." I scratched my head, "Go, go, go, I'll try not to speak." ”