The father of the child was a merchant, and on a rainy day, he carried the city goods that no one in the mountain village had ever seen, and shouted into the mountain village.

No one had ever seen anything new, and everyone was amazed. The merchant's shop was surrounded by the villagers at once, and everyone only dared to look at the stall in front of him with obsessive eyes, but no one moved to look at it. Because these things are too luxurious for the villagers of the mountain villages who live in farming.

However, the merchant was very enthusiastic and kept shouting, please take it and see if you want money. Everyone, you look at me, I look at you, and there is a feeling of imminent emotion in your eyes, this feeling seems to be a delicacy that is about to reach your mouth, and saliva has been prepared for a long time.

Finally, a person in the crowd stretched out his hand, and then, a hand kept stretching out from the crowd, everyone pushed me to the ground, and in the process of crowding, not only accidentally overturned the vendor's stall, but also crushed his bicycle into the mountain. This time, the merchant was a little helpless, and everyone felt embarrassed and returned the goods one after another.

The village chief came over and said, "Well, you can rest here for a few days, food and lodging will be ours, and when we help you fix your bicycle, we will give you some compensation, and you can go back."

The merchant thanked the village chief for his kindness and was arranged to live in a villager's house, that is, Satsuki's house. Satsuki's mother died young, leaving her and her father alone in the family. The merchant's unusual conversation coupled with the novelty of the city's objects soon conquered Satsuki's fragile and beautiful heart, and the two immediately fell in love and swore an alliance.

But he's going to go after all. Xiao Yue helped the merchant push the repaired bicycle and sent Jun all the way to the outermost part of the mountain, watching the figure of her beloved appear and disappear between the mountains and forests, Xiao Yue's heart was sour. But she wasn't depressed, because the merchant promised her that he would come back to her.

A few months later, something did come to Satsuki's side from the city, but nothing else, but a letter. The letter wrote that the merchant had already married and the husband and wife were in harmony. I don't want to break up my wife for this accident. Xiaoyue, who has a big belly, has become someone else's accident, washing her face with tears every day, and she is in a trance. She began to talk to herself, believing that the faith was false. The merchant will be back.

The whole village thought she was crazy, and no one paid attention to her, even his father sighed and died. Eventually, she left her home and went to the mountains, where she lived in seclusion in a hut deep in the mountains. She knew the merchant was there all along. He will never leave him, and he will definitely come to her.

So he appeared late at night, when the moon was overhead. Knocking on my door like he did just now, shouting 'Satsuki', 'Satsuki'......"

Her thin voice penetrated the cold of the night and the heaviness of the rain, deep into her ears and heart.

After the first story was told, I didn't know if she was telling a story or a real story, but I felt that there were many suspicious things in this story. Suspicious enough to give me goosebumps.

Hasn't the merchant already returned to the city? Who the hell is the person who comes to her every night? What about the child, isn't she going to tell me where my child is?

"Miss Satsuki, is this story true?" Luo Dingbo, who was sitting next to her, stared at her in surprise, and he also looked surprised.

A thunderclap streaked across the ridge, as if in response to his question.

I had the same question in my heart, and I looked at Xiaoyue like Luo Dingbo. But Satsuki didn't seem to hear our question, her big empty eyes reflected the lightning and thunder in the mountains, and at that moment I really doubted that she really existed in the space we were.

Everyone was silent for a few minutes, and the sound sounded again like a knife cutting through the silence.

"Then it's me next, I'll tell you! Ahem......" Luo Dingbo said excitedly. He's been waiting for a long time, and he can't wait.

But I don't have the heart to listen to him continue at the moment, I just want to know where Satsuki's last child went, and who did she meet in the end? If the story takes place many years ago. So why does she still look young now? Could it be ......

I didn't dare to think about it, I was afraid that I would be frightened by my own thoughts. A hand suddenly rested on the back of my right hand, and I suddenly withdrew my thoughts and turned to look at the man sitting to my right. His mask was not taken off, and his eyes were looking at me. I didn't know what he was trying to say, but there was a warm sensation in his grip on mine. This feeling made me feel very relieved, as if as long as he was there, I would not be afraid of anything. I searched in my mind for a while, and finally determined that the source of this feeling was Qin Chuyi.

Why these two people are so similar.

Before I could react, Luo Dingbo had already started his story.

"The story I want to tell is what happened to me, real people and real things, and there will never be fake." He opened his mouth to prove it, as if he was afraid that none of us would believe him.

Luo Dingbo was born in that village in the mountains, and like many people, the process of this life has been almost predestined. After studying for a few years, working in the fields, marrying a wife and having children, and finally dying of old age in the mountain where he was born, the fallen leaves returned to their roots. Many people are content with this designed life path, but he is different, and he has decided to take a different path.

In such a mountain, there is only one way out, and that is to study, and your grades must be good. And it can't be ordinarily good, it must be outstanding, so good that his family and his village think that this child must study, and he can't do it if he doesn't study.

He's such a person, and he did it. After going to the primary school in the village, going to the middle school in the county, and finally fighting his strength to not admit defeat, he was admitted to the university, the university in the city, and he was really important.

Of course, the people in the village were very happy, and even the teacher who was not optimistic about him at first began to praise him, and he took the tuition fees that the villagers had scraped together and carried a schoolbag of glutinous rice steamed rice, and broke into a strange and magical city.

At first, he insisted on writing letters to his family every week, telling them what life was like in the city. On the other hand, he studied hard and continued his life plan. But at this time, he found that he was looked down upon, or for a reason that he didn't understand: You are too dead to study.

You're too dead to read. This was what his roommates said about him, and it ended up being the evaluation of the whole class.

Why don't you come to the class meeting? What would you not donate to an earthquake? Why don't you go and buy new clothes, it's going to get moldy.

Blow after blow made him question, what the hell should I do? Don't people in the city read? Is this the only way to truly integrate into their lives? Is this the only way to be a city person? (To be continued.) )