Xiangyun Town is located in the south, surrounded by mountains and rivers.

It was the autumn of October, it had just rained a few days ago, and there was still a little dampness in the wind, the maple leaves on the roadside were rustling, and the warm autumn sun leaked through the cracks in the trees, shaking the shadows of the trees on the blue brick and stone road.

A long street, two rows of tree shadows, along the way are storefronts, and people come and go on the street.

At the end of the street, there is a convenience store called Mei Fujia, the door of the store is open, and many packages are scattered in the corridor outside, and a few are still blocking the way.

The wind swept the leaves up and down in front of a pair of white sneakers, and the owner of the shoes stepped on the fallen leaves from across the road. He was tall, had long legs, and walked slowly.

His shoes were clean, his black pants were stained with dust somewhere, and he wore a gray sweatshirt under his jacket, the hat of the sweatshirt was very loose, and it was casually buttoned on his head, the sun was coming from the left, the silhouette was on the right, and the shadow on the ground was well-defined and lazy.

He bypassed the packages that stood in the way and entered the store.

There were no customers in the store at this time, only one employee, a young boy with a good appearance. The boy sat in front of the cash register, heard the voice, looked up and called, "Brother Rong." ”

Rong Li hummed, took off his sweatshirt and hat, walked to the nearest shelf, took a bag of sandwiches, unpacked them, held them in his mouth, and then pulled a chair and put it in a place where there was sun. The sun was a little dazzling, he put his hat back on, put his legs on the cardboard box, took out his phone, and started the game.

After a while, a young girl arrived, wearing boots, skirts, and a British tweed jacket.

She walked to the door, looked timidly, glanced at the man enveloped in the sun's rays, and quickly looked away with a single glance.

"Take the courier."

Rong Li took back the leg that was on the cardboard box: "The tail number of the mobile phone." ”

The voice is crisp, revealing a bit of casual laziness.

The girl looked up: "8946." ”

This time she saw clearly, he came out of the sun, his hair was very short, he did not cover his forehead and eyebrows at all, his skin was pale, and under his apricot eyes, his bones were very beautiful.

He gave birth to a pair of seemingly well-behaved eyes, the curvature of the double eyelids was small, slightly inward-curved, and the eyelashes were not long, but very dense.

This skin is very gentle.

It's the foggy eyes like smoke are very faint, like the mountains and rivers in the smoke and rain in the south of the Yangtze River, amazing, but not real. When he stared at it, there was a bit of casualness, some decadence, and some sadness in his eyes, although he hid it well, there was still a wild nature that had not been domesticated.

The peach and plum blossoms are scorching and glowing.

It's just that this appearance doesn't match his style, he sits in a rough posture, and his hair should be cut by the old man on the street, thirty yuan each, only responsible for the length, not the shape.

The girl looked at it, blushed, and lowered her head.

Rong Li passed by her, walked to the nearest shelf, and began to rummage. He placed his phone on the chair, and the gunfire in the game continued.

He's a game enthusiast.

Unhurriedly, he flipped from the top layer of the shelves to the bottom layer.

At this time, the boy in front of the cash register asked the customer, "Can you show me the text message?" ”

The boy's name is Wang Xiaodan, and he started working in the store after failing the college entrance examination, and it has been some time.

The girl then withdrew her gaze and handed over her phone.

Wang Xiaodan glanced at the courier information: "Brother Rong, on the shelf in the back, the bag is loaded." ”

"Hmm."

Rong Li went to the back to look for it.

After a while, he walked out: "What's your name?" ”

The girl didn't dare to look at him: "He Tong." ”

After checking the name, he took a pen from the small cardboard box on the ground and handed it over along with the package: "Sign." ”

The knuckles of his fingers are very long, the nails are neatly trimmed, and there are obvious small crescents on them, and if the palm of the hand is turned over, a thin layer of cocoons can be seen in the palm of the palm.

The girl signed it and handed it back to him.

He tore off the signed slip and threw it into a cardboard box with his pen.

"Thank you."

After thanking the girl, she went out with the courier, and only when she walked outside did she look back at the store.

The man sat back in his chair, looking down at his phone, the sunlight shining through the glass window and falling on his face, he was wearing a sweatshirt and hat, the silhouette of his eyelashes occasionally fanned, and if you looked closely, there was a small tear mole in the corner of his right eye.

The store was deserted, except for the sounds of the game.

"There's a car ahead."

Rong Li hummed: "I see." ”

The teammate said: "There is someone behind, I drive, you throw mines." ”

Rong Li took three or two bites of the remaining half of the sandwich in the bag and put it into his mouth: "Okay." ”

A few seconds later, there was a bang, and a car and two people were blown up together.

Teammates: "......"

It's a noob.

Teammates: "you!" Why are you blowing me up?! Are you going to -"

Rong Li's face did not change, he withdrew from the game and reopened.

In less than five minutes, the game character screamed, game over.

He turned off the game and ripped off his hat: "Go eat." ”

Wang Xiaoshan glanced at the time, eleven o'clock.

The door was not closed, and the place to eat was just across the street. Rong Li likes meat, not vegetarian, and went to a frequented braised meat restaurant.

He ordered two servings of braised pork rice, took a pair of disposable chopsticks, tore off the package with his mouth, transferred one portion of the meat to the other, and picked out all the vegetables.

He ate quickly, and in a few moments the plate bottomed out.

"What to drink?"

Wang Xiaodan's mouth was full: "Mineral water is fine." ”

Rong Li went to the freezer and took a bottle of mineral water, threw it to Wang Xiaodan, and brought himself a can of beer.

After eating, he put down a 100-dollar note, settled Wang Xiaodan's together, and left first without letting him find the money. Wang Xiaodan took a sip of soup and quickly got up.

"The money is on the table." After greeting the boss, Wang Xiaodan ran out and chased him out.

There are a lot of people on the street, there are dozens of villages near Xiangyun Town, only this commercial street, named Huaqiao, today is the weekend, the street is crowded, very lively.

When crossing the street, the man on the opposite side stumbled recklessly, and half of his body hit Rong Li's shoulder.

The man spat on the ground: "Blind, walking without looking at the road." ”

He was in his thirties, and he was a bear.

Rong Li dusted his shoulders and didn't speak.

Wang Xiaodan was angry, and replied: "Who are you scolding!" ”

The man snorted on the ground again and walked away swearing.

Rong Li put his hand in his pocket and touched it.

"What's wrong, Brother Rong?"

"He's a pickpocket."

"This grandson." Wang Xiaodan turned his head to chase after him.

Rong Li turned his head and only glanced at it: "Forget it, there is not much money." ”

People haven't gone far yet, why don't they chase in broad daylight?

Wang Xiaodan didn't go to work in a convenience store for a long time, and he didn't know much about Rong Li, only that he didn't talk much, didn't like to laugh, was lazy, and had a lot of peach blossoms. There is always an aura on him that cannot be raised in a small town, and Wang Xiaodan even has an illusion that there may be another appearance under his skin.

There are two villages on the left side of Huaqiao Street, only separated by one road, one end is Wujiazhai, and the other end is Xujiagang. In the afternoon, the sun was shining, and the women who were working in the village were free, so they moved their stools and chatted in the yard in front of the door.

Three or five women gathered around, knocking melon seeds and talking about homely things, talking about the east family, and talking about the west family.

"The daughter of Gui Zhen's family promised someone yesterday."

The wife of the village chief of Wujiazhai who spoke, she loves to be a matchmaker, and she is called Xiao Niang in ten miles and eight villages.

The woman next to Xiao Niang asked, "Who did you give it to?" ”

The woman is a person from Xujiagang next door, surnamed Xu, the fifth oldest in the family, the big name Yanjiao, and the little name Fifth Sister.

Xiao Niang grabbed a handful of peanuts, peeled the shell and said, "The old five families selling electrical appliances on the street." ”

The fifth family has a son, who is in his twenties.

When Xu Wumei heard this, she was not very happy: "A while ago, my cousin-in-law asked someone to go to Gui Zhen's house to say goodbye, and Gui Zhen also said that her daughter was only seventeen and she wanted to stay for another two years, why did she let her daughter go back?" ”

The woman knitting a sweater on the side accosted: "The fifth family has only one son, the county and the city have bought houses, and there are two storefronts on the street, and I don't know how many people in the town want to marry the fifth child." The woman was Xiao Niang's concubine, and she smiled and said, "Don't say seventeen, fifteen Guizhen agreed." ”

In this township, the most important thing is the condition.

Xu Wumei's tone couldn't help but be a little sour: "Didn't you say a while ago that Gui Zhen's daughter fell in love with the one who received the express delivery at the end of the street?" ”

At the end of the street, the person who received the express delivery was the person from Zhuluanrong Village in the back, although he had just returned to the town for a short time, but his appearance was really good, and the people in several villages before and after had heard of him.

Xiao Niang is a matchmaker for people, and she has some understanding of the single men and women in front of the village and behind the village: "Then people have to look up to her, although the kid of the Rong family is a little older and carries a drag oil bottle, but his appearance, he can't pick out the second one in the town, didn't I see that the people who took the express delivery in his store were all young girls, but they all went to see him." ”

That's raw, tsk.

Actually, from the outside, twenty-five or sixteen is not considered old, but there are not many people in this town, most of them went out to work in junior high and high school, and at the age of their early twenties, the family almost helped Zhang Luo get married.

Rong Li is almost twenty-six years old, there are no other adults in the family, and there is a four-year-old oil bottle, in the eyes of the elders, it is indeed not a good match. But don't worry, you don't have to worry about finding a daughter-in-law.

Several women laughed and laughed, and talked about the widow at the head of the village and the widower at the end of the village from the daughter of Guizhen's family.

Then a girl knocked on the door and passed by, and the women all looked at her.

The girl was dressed in a cerulean cheongsam, ankle-length, with a pair of small beige flat leather shoes at her feet, and her hair was just over the shoulders, half pulled and half scattered. She put a beige knitted cardigan on the outside of the cheongsam, and the bag in her hand was made of white satin, as if it came from the hand of the embroiderer, and a flower of the same color as her cheongsam was embroidered on the lower corner.

The reckless child on the road crashed into her arms and timidly apologized to her.

"I'm sorry sister."

She said, "It's okay. ”

She gathered her clothes and walked slowly.

The women in front of the house didn't see her face, but they saw that her waist was slim, and she was born with a lotus in one step, and even the sound was like spring water hitting a stone, ethereal and pleasant.

There are beautiful women in Jiangnan, this girl is extraordinary.

Xiao Niang asked, "Which village is that girl?" "It's really handsome.

She has been a matchmaker for a long time, and she is very itchy when she sees such an outstanding person.

Xu Wumei guessed: "I speak without an accent, I came from other places." She looked at it from afar, the small waist was thin, "This day, I'm not afraid of the cold when I wear that." ”

Xiao Niang smiled and said: "I want to have that figure, and I also wear a cheongsam on a snowy day." ”

In the evening, the sunset of the West Mountain, the colorful glow spreads half of the sky, there is a Baidian River in front of Xiangyun Town, behind is the Jade Hung Snow Mountain, the water and the sky are one color, with orange and red, and the emerald green that stretches on the mountain. The small town in the south of the Yangtze River is naturally carved and the scenery is very good.

There is a village next to the Baidian River, called Huaqiao Yang, and there is a bachelor in the village, called Yang Laosi. Yang Laosi usually does not do his job, steals on the street, and sometimes follows outsiders to the city to resell cigarettes.

Yang Laosi was drunk outside again and walked around. He whistled and walked towards the end of the village. His small bungalow was in the far north, and there were no people in front of or behind.

He drunkenly answered the phone.

"Hey."

It's a fox friend who invites him to play mahjong.

Yang Laosi's nose was red, and the wine hadn't woken up yet: "What kind of mahjong is playing, there is no money!" ”

He carried a black bag containing two bottles of soju, a white satin bag with little cash, an embroidered handkerchief, and a photograph.

The girl in the photo is wearing a cheongsam and holding a fan.

This bag was brought by Yang Laosi from a girl in a cheongsam at the porridge shop, he stuffed the money in his trouser pocket, and threw the rest in the trash can at the door.

"I slaughtered a few, but there wasn't a single fat one." He spat on the ground, ", poor ghosts. ”

Fox friends joked on the phone, saying that they would take him to do it.

Yang Laosi took out a men's wallet from his coat again, and there was not much cash in it, as well as an ID card: Rong Li. Yang Laosi didn't care, stuffed his ID card back, pulled out all the cash, counted it, and threw away his wallet: "Okay, take my brother to do a vote, who is afraid of whom's grandson!" ”

The men's wallet that was thrown into the trash sinks to the bottom, and it just so happens that the girl's picture slips in.

Fox friends teased him on the phone.

"Less!" Yang Laosi pushed open the courtyard door, his eyes were suddenly shaken by the light of the flashlight, he raised his hand to block it, and squinted at the courtyard, "Who?" ”

There was an osmanthus tree in the courtyard, and a dilapidated rocking chair was placed under the tree, and a person sat on the rocking chair, with his head down, his mobile phone in his hand, and a cigarette in his mouth.

Bang bang in the phone, he's playing.

Several shots were fired, not a single shot was missed.

Rong Li closed the game and raised his head, a pair of apricot eyes were born with peugeot, and his pupils were like the moon falling into a deep well, blurring the line between bright and dark.

He put away his phone, took a black glove out of his pocket, and put it on.

The sun was setting, and a powerful flashlight was placed under the rocking chair, on which a few petals of osmanthus fell.

Yang Laosi was a little dazzled, hung up his phone and rubbed his eyes: "Who the are you!" What are you doing in my yard? ”

Rong Li was silent, picked up a brick from the ground, he got up, stood under the tree, the osmanthus flowers in the garden were blown by the wind, and the fragrance of the flowers was refreshing.

Only then did Yang Laosi see that it was the young man during the day, and the few banknotes in his hand that had not had time to be stuffed into his pocket were his.

Those eyes were different from the day, gloomy and creepy.

Yang Laosi is a bully who is afraid of the hard, and he was stunned: "The money will be returned to you." He took out all the money on his body and threw it on the ground, "Your leather is in the trash can at the door, and I, I haven't touched anything else." ”

Rong Li threw the cigarette on the ground, extinguished it, and swept the brick in his hand.

He said, "Keep the money and buy your hands." ”

The voice was as faint as a puff of smoke, and there was no emotion.

Yang Laosi turned his head and ran, but before he got out of the yard, his calf was hit, he turned around, and the man brushed the osmanthus that fell on his shoulder, passed through the wind, and walked from the flying flotsam.

"Don't come here!"

Yang Laosi's pupils dilated, and he crawled to the door tremblingly.

The sun was getting dark, and the dogs at the head of the village were barking wildly.

"Wang!"

"Wang!"

"Wow!"

There are dogs in almost every household in Zhuluanrong Village, and as soon as there are footsteps in the alley, a group of dogs start barking.

There was no one coming, there was a light first, and it was not completely dark, but the light was surprisingly bright, not like an ordinary flashlight. When the dogs saw the people, they all stopped.

It's Rong Li.

He had a slight night blindness, and when it was a little dark, he had to turn on the lights, and he had to turn on the lights that were very bright.

The wind is very strong, and the rain will not fall. Rong Li walked to the front of the house, and as soon as he pushed the door open, a little boy of three or four years old ran out of the hall and shouted tenderly, "Brother." "The child is chubby, the tiger is cute, and he walks crookedly," brother. ”

"Brother, you're back."

Rong Li closed the courtyard door: "Hmm." ”

The boy's name is Rong Guanguan, and he is not related to Rong Li, and he is a child brought over by his stepmother.

The child loved to laugh, and his round eyes were very bright when he smiled, and he stumbled up to his brother and asked in a milky voice, "Brother, what are you buying?" ”

Rong Li said: "Sugar and oil. ”

Rong Guanguan stretched out his meaty hand: "I'll help you carry it." ”

Rong Li gave him the bag, the sleeves of his sweatshirt were very long, peeking out of his coat, and there were blood stains on the cuffs, Rong Guanguan's eyes were sharp, and he saw it.

"Brother, you're bleeding."

Rong Li glanced at the cuffs: "It's not my blood." ”

Rong Guanguan looked at his brother with wide eyes.

His brother said, "Someone is killing pigs at the entrance of the village, and this is pig blood." ”

"Oh."

"Go to the kitchen and get chopsticks."

"Good~"

Rong Guanguan bounced to the kitchen with the bag.

Rong Li went to the hall, took a bottle of gasoline, took off his coat and sweatshirt, threw it in the iron bucket of garbage in the yard, and poured oil on it. He took a cigarette out of the case, bit it in his mouth, and lit it.

In the smoke, a pair of beautiful eyes melted into the deep twilight, and the forest was awe-inspiring.

He threw the unturned lighter into the iron bucket, and with a bang, the flames rushed out.

After a few puffs of cigarettes, he took out a wallet from his pocket, and as soon as he opened it, a photo slipped out, thinking that it was something that Yang Laosi had come from. He crouched down, picked it up, and looked at it by the light of the fire.

The photo shows a girl in a cheongsam.

The waist is really thin.

The cigarette ash fell on the photo, Rong Li pulled out the ID card from his wallet, and threw the rest into the fire along with the photo, and he turned and entered the hall.

The wind picked up outside, lifted the half-burned photo, and the raindrops suddenly fell, extinguishing the fire above, and the girl in the photo had bright eyes and looked forward to it.