He always reluctantly wakes up suddenly in this sense of happiness. Why is it that the invisible god of fate or some stranger in the dark is so cruel and always so easily stifles people's dreams. I didn't want to wake up, I woke up and found that I was tired and abnormal, and that happiness was gone, looking at the bright window, alternating a familiar emptiness and panic.

Fear of going to work, fear of associating with those people, fear of the scrutiny of the boss, fear that your article will be shot, in short, there are too many things to be afraid of.

Once you step out of this room, life becomes insignificant, even so ridiculous.

Some people on the Internet say that his life is to finish college with a sack of money, and then exchange it for a sack of books and go home, and find that he is alone, no family, no love, no job, and he has passed the age of thirty in the blink of an eye, but he has become a veritable otaku.

This kind of post can always attract the resonance of countless people, some sympathize, some lament, some laugh and scold, some motivate, those dense words, as if countless heads are shaking, it is a discussion with a huge crowd, but this discussion never ends, the landlord is still lonely and sleeping, full of tiredness.

The diving bird often participates in such discussions, and is an enthusiastic bystander, if not utterly, eager for some inspiration and comfort, but eventually finds that he has nothing to gain but to pass the night, and even more loneliness. Such nights seem painful, and sometimes insomnia.

Once he wanted to communicate with Butterfly about his own thoughts, it was about the unpleasantness of his work, but Butterfly seemed careless, and even a little reluctant to talk to him, which made him very annoyed, because she was so indifferent to him, and he was still thinking about her all the time, and in this case, he should forget her.

That conversation ended unpleasantly.

In the spring, the old horse invited them to stay in the mountains for two days. Zygote and Mingyue didn't go, only the diving bird and the butterfly went.

Lao Ma spent more than 100,000 yuan to buy a house owned by a local farmer, which can be used for 30 years, and during these 30 years, you can use it as if it were your own house, but after the deadline has passed, the house is still owned by the farmer. This kind of resort-style real estate is very popular in the world nowadays, and it is natural for the wealthy to be dissatisfied with the trouble of finding a hotel all day long, so it is best to choose a place with a pleasant scenery and a house of their own, and occasionally bring their family or friends to stay for a few days to relax.

The advantage is that this house can be completely decorated and arranged according to your requirements, and you don't need to touch the same hotel in the room, and you can't get rid of the eternal loneliness and loss of leaving home as a traveler. The room can set up a kitchen according to their own needs, make a few delicious dishes for themselves, the ingredients are naturally taken locally, there are all kinds of wild vegetables in the mountains, and the pheasants raised by farmers are delicious, which is completely incomparable to those frozen chickens in the supermarket in the city. There are also wild animals such as hares in the mountains, but if you want to taste them, you have to tell the farmer in advance, and he will find someone to catch them in the mountains.

Wanting to try the wild fun of being a farmer, Lao Ma asked the farmer for a piece of land and grew some vegetables by himself, but when he was not there, most of the time was still taken care of by the farmer, and that kind of mountain farming was just a formality.

However, if this land is really handed over to the city idlers, it will naturally be wasted. Farming is not as simple as it seems.

The old horse really asked for a piece of land, and it is said that he planted some potatoes and vegetables. Even so, most of the time Lao Ma still eats at the farmer's place, when the weather is fine, a small table is set under the eaves, a plate of salted peanuts, a few hot stir-fries, a pot of rice wine that is just the right temperature, Lao Ma is just like this to pour himself a drink, look at the clouds and mist in the mountains in the distance, smoke a cigarette, quietly watch the peasant couple busy going in and out, occasionally idle a few words, they are always very consciously quiet, because they know that the people who come here are seeking loneliness.

Loneliness is a pleasure. Don't disturb someone who is immersed in loneliness.

Although Lao Ma likes to be lonely, he also likes to have someone around to talk to. So he would invite the diving birds to play. By the way, he also wanted to show off and let them see his holiday villa. Although it is not as good as those high-end and luxurious villas, every table and cupboard in this room are from his intentions. Although the place is not big, but the decoration is exquisitely clear, the materials and furniture are selected are good, and the most important thing is that the house is in the mountain col, the scenery here has no traces of artificiality, and you really enjoy the fun of the mountain dwelling.

To a certain extent, Lao Ma admits that he is starting to age, likes to be quiet, likes to be alone, and doesn't want to do any hard work for his career, work, and family. He just wanted to smoke like this, look at the scenery, and drink. The son is growing up, and although his son also worries him, his wife is still in charge most of the time. It's not that I don't have no plans for my son's future, but I always think: why bother, let him go, finish his studies first, finish college, and then talk about it, now he is only in elementary school, and he is still far from that.

When I think of this, I don't want to think about it anymore.

Lao Ma drove here last night, and the farmer specially stewed a pheasant, and at dusk, he sat alone under the eaves of the porch and drank, and did not return to the room after drinking, but chatted with the landlord man until late. Smoking an ashtray cigarette, the landlord man said that business has been good these days, and all the rooms have been rented out, but it happens that a family is leaving tomorrow and can vacate a room. Lao Ma originally thought that the diving bird could live with him, but the butterfly naturally wanted to give her a room.

After this was decided, before going to bed, the old horse went to the mountains for a walk according to his habit, took a walk, and moved his muscles. The old horse has a habit of getting up early in the morning, no matter how late he sleeps.

It began to rain in the early hours of the morning, and by the time the old horse got up, it was raining heavily. The diving birds and butterflies came by tour bus by themselves, and it is estimated that it will be noon when they come to him. The old horse looked at his watch and thought that they should also get into the car at this moment.

Diving birds and butterflies meet at about 6:30 at the elevated bus station. However, it was already a little late when the butterfly came, and the two of them trotted all the way to the station, but it took more than an hour to get on the train. The butterfly complained about the diving bird and said, "Do you need to be in such a hurry if you know it earlier?"

The diving bird pouted and said: "When I booked my tickets yesterday, they said to drive on time, who knows that they are still waiting for someone." ”

Because of getting up early, the butterfly was a little dizzy, and after a rush just now, it made the heart pound and sweat came out. I can't help but wonder: my body has become so weak? This is not a good sign.

The diving bird seemed to be indifferent, and after getting into the car, he threw his bag on the luggage rack above his head, leaving only a bottle of water and a game console, and smiled and looked at the butterfly with an embarrassed image, busy with this and that, and sorting out his hair, wiping sweat, and looking for something in the bag.