After helping the drunk Song Zhiwen back to the 'bed' to sleep last night, Yang Guo sat on the chair on the balcony and thought quietly for a long time.

The 'woman' I love and love me, Yang Guo's mind flashed a lot of pictures that were treasured in his memory. At first, it was Lu Yunran, which was very short, but in the end, her back of rushing downstairs made Yang Guo's heart still pull hard.

Then there is Zheng Yujie, Yang Guo doesn't know why she jumped out, Yang Guo should have classified her as a good friend!

For a long time after that, the flashing images were all Fang Beibei's. Although Yang Guo is wooden, he is not stupid, he can feel that in the past year of getting along, Fang Beibei is not without feelings for him, and the relationship between the two continues to heat up.

The most appeared is the picture of him and Fang Beibei standing against the wall in the rain: the moist bangs are tightly attached to the smooth forehead, the long eyelashes are trembling slightly, the clear and bright eyes are shy, and the fair and delicate face is dotted with two blushes, which are like fairies dancing in the rain and fog.

It's not just the picture, Fang Beibei's green apple-like smell seems to still linger on the tip of his nose. Because of the proximity, Fang Beibei could clearly feel his emotions. If she didn't feel it, how could she take the initiative and hug herself hard in the end?

Yang Guo looked at the sky, compared to Song Zhiwen, he should really thank God for his favor, he was able to meet such a 'girl' child who loved him and even loved Qiqi!

Song Zhiwen's words seemed to be still echoing in his ears: "If you hurt her, you will regret it for the rest of your life!" ”

Yes, you don't have to thunder in the sky, and you probably won't forgive yourself, right?

Yang Guo slept the latest at night, and Yang Guo was the first to wake up in the morning. followed by Qiqi, and finally Song Zhiwen. Qiqi's 'spirit' is good today, she slept all night with a small cold, and rolled around on the 'bed' of the inn with gold in her arms early in the morning, Yang Guo thought that she was going to check out anyway, and she didn't drive the two little guys down.

"I didn't drink much! Your alcohol consumption has also dropped. Yang Guo looked at Song Zhiwen's 'chicken' nest and smiled.

"Huai Tangerine is Citrus, don't you understand this?" Song Zhiwen 'rubbed' his eyes, got into the bathroom, and actually pushed the problem to the water and soil.

The phone suddenly vibrate, and Yang Guo, who was folding Qiqi's little clothes, let go of his pocket and picked it up to take a look.

"Is Kiki better?" The sender is Fang Beibei.

Yang Guo only felt that his 'chest' was warm, the corners of his mouth slightly 'revealed' a smile, put down the clothes in his right hand, and Yang Guo replied: "It's almost okay, you also have to take care of your body." ”

When Song Zhiwen came out of the bath, Yang Guo also packed up his things, the two left the room and drove to eat Guilin rice noodles, of course, the most famous turtle jelly in this place.

"What about the car?" Song Zhiwen proposed to take a bamboo raft to drift on the Li River, and Yang Guo asked, "Is it difficult, come back to Yangshuo to drive?" ”

"The car is consigned by the big ship (here is the small cold brain 'hole' wide open), we take a bamboo raft and go, and then go to the dock to pick up the car." Song Zhiwen explained.

"Will it work?" Yang Guo asked puzzledly, "Why didn't I see such a clause in your plan?" ”

Song Zhiwen smiled and said, "I was walking around West Street yesterday and listened to what others said. ”

In the end, Yang Guo still had a 'sex' with Song Zhiwen, and 'handed over' the car of more than one million yuan to a strange consignment ship (although he bought insurance), and then they came to the bamboo raft in Xingping.

There are more than four hours of waterway from Yangshuo to Guilin! Fortunately, it came early, and before nine o'clock in the morning, Yang Guo and Song Zhiwen set off slowly on a bamboo raft.

The general rafting starts from Guilin, but Yang Guo and the others are the opposite. Xingping to Yangdi can be said to be a classic among the classics, so they saw the most beautiful waterway at the beginning.

First of all, Yuanbao Mountain. Yang Guo took out twenty yuan and looked at it, although the angle was not quite right, but Qiqi shouted happily in his father's arms as if he had discovered a new world: "Baba, Baba, the mountain has run out, the mountain has run out!" ”

Next is the reflection of the Yellow Waterfall and the Nine Horse Painting Mountain. There are no horses in the Nine Horse Painting Mountain, and even the shape of the horse is very reminiscent, it is nine peaks running together. However, although the mountains are not high, they seem to have become an alternative Great Wall across the water, which is as magnificent as it is and is not inferior to 'color'.

"This should be the Eight Immortals crossing the river, and then there is the 'Chicken' Long Mountain!" Song Zhiwen took his small notebook and pointed out with great interest. The master of the bamboo raft was tired of singing and did not comment, but Song Zhiwen became their tour guide instead.

Yang Guo smiled and hugged the 'girl' and sat on the small stool on the bamboo raft, the beautiful scenery along the way was already overwhelming, he was reluctant to take out his camera to take pictures, where could he still care about looking down at the notebook from time to time like Song Zhiwen?

Jin Zi did not understand the customs of the world, and after he got on the bamboo raft, he crawled at Yang Guo's feet and no longer moved. However, Kiki was very interested, she was very enthusiastic about the venue, and she babbled and sang mountain songs with the bamboo raft master for a while, and shouted with Uncle Mosquito for a while, and she didn't feel tired at all.

Yang Guo and the others were lucky to encounter rain again during this journey.

It's a bit awkward to say that it's lucky to have rain, but it's true, unlike yesterday, they have a canopy pulled up by the master on the bamboo raft, and they can appreciate the beauty of the Li River that is different from the sunny day. In this light rain like flying catkins, the scenery of the Li River is unpredictable, but it has been sublimated.

Especially the lawn, the smoke and rain are shrouded, and the peaks like a screen and barrier seem to be thick wolf hairs, swaying out light ink dots, fainting out a poetic picture. The rich dark green 'color' melted away, floated into the sky, sank into the water, and merged into a 'chaos' with the surroundings, forming a strange landscape.

The scenery in front of the scenery is not necessarily a good thing, after the Daxu, the rain will stop, and a slightly long waterway behind it will be bland, although the Elephant Trunk Mountain and Reed Flute Rock in Guilin are also good scenery 'color', but compared with the wonders of Yangshuo, there is a little less charm.

No wonder there is a saying that "Guilin's landscape is the best in the world, and Yangshuo's landscape is the best in Guilin"!

Kiki too, yelling in the front as if she had exhausted her strength, and in the latter part she leaned on her father's arms and slept without interest.

Guilin is not useless, on the shore, after Yang Guo and Song Zhiwen took the car, they went straight to the central square of Guilin, where there is the most food.

Guilin cuisine is not considered one of the four major cuisines, not even the eight major cuisines, and some of Guilin's cuisines cannot be regarded as Guilin cuisine. But it doesn't matter, because Guilin's local cuisine is just as delicious as the big cities.

Lotus leaf duck, horseshoe steamed 'meat' cake, Lipu taro buckle 'meat', Yang Guo They have limited time and stomach, and they are only a few of the most famous, but they have already made them eat 'handy' praise. After eating a bit of "fat" and greasy buckle "meat", and then drinking a sip of fragrant oil tea, this kind of enjoyment is simply a race fairy!

Yang Guo and the others didn't care about their round stomachs, and then ran to the roadside stall to order a bowl of snail noodles from "A Bite of China", the tough and glutinous snail noodles were paired with delicious soup and smooth sour bamboo shoots, and a big bowl was empty.

It's just that when I walk, my stomach swells so much that it becomes a problem to walk.

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