"Sunshine." The little squirrel said, "I want that kind of sunlight on the moss." Also, the kind of moss from the pine trees. ”

――Did you know that there is a pine tree called cedar? Straight straight straight. When it first sprouts, it is so tender and so delicate, but it grows and grows, and it grows until it is taller than you can see when you look up.

It wasn't until the year when it was higher than everyone's head that a moss began to grow on its bark. It is not greener than other mosses, nor is it fresher than other mosses, but when the light falls on it, it rings a tiny "jingling" bell, very, very soft, and only a squirrel can hear it.

Because every moss leaf is empty, and sunlight can be stored inside. The sunlight that has been stored in this way is very fragrant.

It's like in a long dark night of 10,000 hours, it rains every hour, and for a few minutes, the rain even freezes into ice beads. You stood in the freezing rain for so long and for so long, and suddenly, everything stopped, and the warm, dry air embraced you from head to toe. Hold it all from the inside out. You raise your head, close your eyes, take a deep breath, and say, "It smells so good!" ”

That's how it works.

But that kind of moss, even on that kind of cedar, can only grow for a year, just more than the year of the human head. Before that year, it was too young, and after that year, it was too old. Sooner or later, just right, the real fragrance is only that year.

The little squirrel told me this, and we stopped. Its home has arrived. It was an empty house. There are many, many of these empty houses in this city. There are many, many merchants who have bought many, many lands. And then there were many, many houses built on them, all of them very tall, taller than any plant could have imagined.

However, not every house is inhabited by people.

At night, the lights come on one by one, and when you look, there are always many windows that are black, like the eyes of a blind man.

Some. It's always dark.

The little squirrel occupies such a room. I climbed up the pipe and entered through the hole left for the air conditioner.

"I'm not like a squirrel!" I looked up, sorry.

"Then, there is no way." The little squirrel is also a pity. Said goodbye to me. I carried the grapefruit peel on my own.

I stood below and waited. I saw the fiery red tail peeking out of the hole again. The little squirrel smiled shyly and brought me a piece of dried grapefruit peel.

"Wait, I'll show you this." It whispered.

"You don't have to say, 'You wait.'" I said with a smile.

"Why?"

"Because I'm already waiting! Now let's say 'wait' or something. Isn't it pointless? I explained to it.

"However, before you decide to wait, I told you to wait, and you don't necessarily agree, do you? Now that you've waited, I'll say it again, so you don't have to worry about refusal, because this is already a sure fact! The little squirrel replied.

I was still thinking about it, and the little squirrel put the dried grapefruit peel the following year in the palm of my hand.

There are fine marks on the skin bitten out by the teeth of squirrels.

At first, nothing happened, and then, when I closed my eyes, I heard the squirrel song.

One afternoon, the wind blew through the grassland...... The wind blows through the steppes.

When the wind blows through the grassland, the abundant grass will fall down, bounce up, and fall down again, wave after wave.

Do you know that I was gliding on the grass waves, step by step, step by step, all to meet you, but we didn't know each other at that time.

The warm wind of the sun blows from me to the ends of your hair. I remember the color of the sun on the ends of your hair. Your hair is so soft that the wind is quiet. Like at noon, the stream in the depths of the grassland, there is no major movement, and the stream is full of beautiful sunshine, and it flows softly.

You reach out to me, and the sun flows through your fingertips. Your fingernails are trimmed neither long nor short, two of them have bitten edges a little bitten, and one finger is splashed with fresh water juice.

You may not remember it anymore, but I will, always, because I wrote it into our song.

I haven't been able to find you since, because we squirrels are all animals that don't know the way. But if you peel off the grapefruit again, call me. I will come and sing our songs to you.

-- This is a song that the squirrel wrote to me.

I thought I was feeding it, but I got a song.

I let go of my hand, and the grapefruit peel fell between my fingers and to the ground.

The little squirrel sat quietly, with its red tail wrapped around it, and its dark eyes staring at me quietly.

I don't know why I feel scared, very, very scared. I stepped back and covered my eyes with my hands.

When I opened my eyes again, the little squirrel had already disappeared into the air-conditioned hole with the grapefruit peel on it. I turned and ran, ran a long way, and found myself lost.

I don't know where the little squirrel's room is anymore.

I habitually put my index and middle fingers between my teeth to bite, and then I put my hand down.

I slowed down and moved on.

I found that there are really very few cedars in this city. Those who grow taller than all of them are even less. If it grows so tall and the trunk is just in the sun, there are even fewer and even fewer of them.

No wonder the little squirrel is hungry.

I don't know when I started saving money. Save money to buy land. It's not the kind of land where people can live in a square room on a tall building, it's real land. It took me many years to buy a field where I could grow a tree, and many more years to plant the cedars as tall as mine.

Then I peeled an autumn grapefruit under the cedar.

The little squirrel didn't come.

I peeled ten dusks, ten mornings, ten noons, and ten nights, and the little squirrels did not come.

I got up and walked through the tall rooms, like a labyrinth, back and forth to the room it had taken me to.

Actually, I've always remembered it. I wish I had forgotten, but it's still here.

It's just that the room is wrong.

Used by someone else. I don't know who it is, anyway, it's all different, I can't get in anymore.

The squirrel's grapefruit peel is definitely not there either.

I stood for a long, long, long time, and my flaming tail didn't appear in any window or hole.

Then I went back. Later, I gradually planted a cedar forest. Maybe one day, that little squirrel that loves to get lost will come back and write a new song for me.

If you see it, please help sue it. I'm still waiting for it inside the pine forest.

――That's the story.

Lin Dai remembered the story, looked at the butterfly smile, and thought, "If I am gone, will he starve to death?" Can he be nice to anyone else besides me? "In a trance.

Seeing that she was confused, Butterfly Xiaohua asked her what she thought. Lin Dai said: "I think, if I didn't have you, I would probably be able to live quite well, right?" ”

"Oh." Butterfly smiled and her eyes curled.

Lin Dai was quite ashamed: "What? You don't get angry. ”

"Well, it's like if you don't eat rice, you should be able to live a good life just by eating noodles, right? If you can't get the sun and live at night, you should be able to live a good life, right? At least you're thinking of me as something as important as rice and the sun. I feel like I'm already happy. Why be angry with you? Is it because you are too strong? Butterfly Xiaohua shook her head, "No, I'm only happy for my place in your heart." I'm not mad at you for having a good time. ”

Lin Dai had tears in his eyes.

"And I found out I made a big mistake." Butterfly smiled softly, "I heard that your brother died. And then, you did a great revenge—" He laughed. Lin Dai smiled unconsciously. Butterfly Xiaohua continued: "After that, you will go out of Beijing." ”

Lin Dai sank the corners of his mouth.

Butterfly smiled and said: "I thought at this time, it's unreasonable." If you return to Beijing to enter the palace, after your brother dies, you should hold on to power and retaliate. Why did you design so hard and escape so decisively? Yes! I realized that I had made a big mistake. ”

"Don't say it." Lin Dai said.

Between them, they can already understand each other at this point, and there is no need to say anything. Lin Dai felt piercing.

Butterfly Xiaohua insisted on talking: "Please tell me more in the future." Although I know you, I only know your heart, not your experience. Your decisions are made based on your experiences. I didn't understand your premise, so I misunderstood your choice. You should have told me more. ”

Lin Dai was moved by this sentence, but had to point out: "It does not apply in this matter." ”

"Yes." Butterfly Xiaohua had to admit, "Even if you sue me, I will trap you." Because you don't love power, it's too risky to enter Beijing. You care about your brother, but I don't care about him, only you. I will definitely watch you more carefully and never let you go. At most, find a way to get your brother in. But in the capital, to be honest, I'm not too sure. ”

Lin Dai tiredly made a "Look, so what's the use of eggs?" gestures.

"But," Butterfly Xiaohua insisted, "the reason why we have come to such an embarrassing predicament is also caused by our failure to communicate well in advance!" ”

Lin Dai couldn't deny it.

"So!" Butterfly smiled and closed Lin Dai's hands with both hands.

After a long rainy night that seemed like 10,000 hours, he was suddenly embraced by the warm and dry air, and Lin Dai couldn't help but close his eyes and faintly dizzy.

She is a sane animal. But at heart she's still an animal. The pleasure of physiology is not diminished by reason.

She couldn't say anything for a moment. And wonder how Butterfly Xiaohua can still speak? - "In the future, if we work together, there will be no such thing." ”

"Later?" Lin Dai asked instinctively.

"yes. Our business. Butterfly smiled and said.

It's as emotionally charged as mentioning "our baby". (To be continued......)