Bali, administratively known as the province of Paris, is a famous tourist attraction in India, Sri Lanka is known as a paradise on earth, and Bali, is known as a small paradise.

Bali is not only famous for its natural beauty, but also for its rich culture and social customs, so many film and TV drama crews come here to shoot on this beautiful island, especially those Goryeo sticks, who are best at the coexistence of beauty and sorrow.

There are a number of resorts in Bali, and there are also a number of private villas that can be very expensive – of course, if you want to buy a villa on the island yourself, but only if you marry a local girl.

Sun, sandy beaches, and a beautiful island with an average temperature of 28 degrees all year round, if you live here for a while, I believe that any worries will be taken away by the beauty here.

On the beach, two beach chairs are leaning side by side, one of which has a sun umbrella behind it, while the other has nothing behind it.

"It's hot, do you have to bask in the sun like this, you can't even rub sunscreen, I feel like I'm full of little stars in front of me now." The man sitting on the beach chair without a sun umbrella put his hands on the pergola, squinted at the sun overhead, and complained.

"Kronos, if you don't want to die, just keep dry." Yan Murong grabbed the juice with ice cubes on the small table, took a sip beautifully, licked her lips, and said, "Before I find a way to cure you completely, you just bask in the sun, you know the cold poison, yes, just like the Xuanming Divine Palm in Zhang Wuji in "Heaven and Dragon Slayer" - you are luckier than him, at least a large amount of calorie absorption can make you live well temporarily." ”

"Call me Hua Ziwu, Kronos is dead." Hua Ziwu said with a serious face, and then, his face collapsed again, "It's no problem to bask in the sun, but it's really hot - look at it, I'm about to get sunburned, you look at it again, look at my face, and if I continue to bask in the sun, I don't need to apply for a passport when I go to Africa." ”

"If you don't want to die, just bask in the sun." Yan Murong smiled, ignored his complaints, stood up, shook the wrinkles on his beach pants, and said, "Let's bask yourself, I'll go see the old man." ”

When a person returned to the seaview villa, the courtyard could be described as extremely lively, as soon as he entered the door, a sound of "bang-la-la" came into his ears, and when he looked at it, Yan Murong smiled dumbly.

In front of the villa is a swimming pool, and next to the swimming pool, there is a not too big artificial beach, which completely meets the needs of people to play on the beach even if they don't go out, but the beach is now supported by a big sun umbrella, under the umbrella is an automatic mahjong table, the mahjong table around the three women and an old man are concentrating on the great project of building the Great Wall.

"Three cylinders." Su Qingwu hesitated for a long time, looked at the cards in his hand, and then looked at the cards in the river, and still chose to play a card that was very likely to be fired.

"Huh." Teng Xiangling, who was sitting at home, screamed excitedly, "God open your eyes, it's so stressful to play mahjong with you local tyrants, after losing for so long, you will get all the small seven pairs back, hahaha." ”

"Hey, hey, you're just at home." Dong Wuyan, who was sitting in Su Qingwu's house, said with a smile, "I'm from the next family, so I'm going to cut off my beard." As he spoke, he pushed down his cards and prepared to grab the three cylinders in Teng Xiangling's hand.

"Damn, isn't it, Miss Dong, how can you be like this, you have all been hugging so many times, let me hush my chest and it won't get smaller." Teng Xiangling shouted dissatisfiedly, suddenly stunned, staring at Dong Wuyan's cards for a long time, "You-you cheat." ”

"Why did I cheat nonsense." Dong said wordlessly, "See for yourself, see for yourself - hey, why do you have so many fewer cards than me." ”

"Count how many cards you have." Teng Xiang Lingwei smiled, "Haha, eighteen cards, we are all thirteen cards, how can you have eighteen cards - also, why do you have so many cards." ”

"I-" Dong Wuyan was really speechless this time, counted his cards, and then squeaked shyly, "People-people are from Hong Kong, we all play Guangdong mahjong there, eighteen cards are normal." ”

"Hong Kong is an inalienable part of China's territory." Teng Xiangling said with a serious face.

"So what." Dong Wuyan tilted his head and asked.

"So, playing mahjong should also follow our rules." Teng Xiangling and Su Qingwu shouted together, "Lose money." ”

"Okay, okay, don't you just pay three." Dong Wuyan pouted, but he still paid for it happily.

Seeing the three girls in a mess, the old man just kept silent, gently pushed the mahjong down, then stood up and walked towards the door, he had already seen Yan Murong come in-

The sea breeze blew, and Yan Murong's black and white hair fluttered slightly.

"Old man, you've changed." Yan Murong looked at the old man sitting beside him, watching the two seabirds circling and playing, and said, "In the past half a year, you have changed too much—I remember that you didn't like to laugh much before, let alone play mahjong." ”

"People change." The old man smiled slightly and said, "I'm tired and need to rest." ”

"Then rest well and enjoy life." Yan Murong said with a smile, he knew that the old man was not really tired, but the pressure that he had put in his heart for more than thirty years was gone, and he was relaxed, but in the past thirty years, his heart was tired.

"That's right." Yan Murong suddenly looked at the old man with a cheap smile, "I said old man, it's quite lonely to see you alone, I heard that there is a good blind date show in China recently, and the female guests in it are all beautiful, and most of them like the image of a middle-aged uncle like you, how about it, do you want me to sign up for you, hehe, your image is definitely very marketable." ”

"You-" The old man suddenly looked embarrassed, then looked at Yan Murong with a serious face, quickly changed the topic, and asked, "Don't talk about me as an old man, just talk about you-I'm tired and want to rest, it doesn't mean that you can also rest, what, do you think that if you win the Nobel Prize in Medicine, you can relax." ”

"Relax." Yan Murong's expression also became serious, and he shook his head slightly, "I'm afraid this word has nothing to do with me in this life, this is just the beginning, not the end - you have seen my speech at the award ceremony." ”

"Yes." The old man nodded, "Doctors can have borders, but medicine has no borders, I like this sentence very much." ”

"I like it too." Yan Murong smiled and said, "Similarly, I also said that this is just the beginning, and the development of medicine will never have an end, our generation will go on this road, the next generation, countless generations, we must go on forever." ”

"yes, there's never an end." The old man stood up and looked at the endless sea level, a faint smile on his lips.

End of book.

PS: I'll finish this testimonial later.