Chapter 113: Persistence
The search was still fruitless.
He looked at the wide sky, and stood still.
"Where the hell are you in the middle of summer? I miss you so much, where are you......"
Nanfeng held the mobile phone in his hand, there were many unanswered calls in it, he had been looking for me for a long, long time, but why couldn't he find Midsummer?
Could it be that God is so vicious, does he have to let him have it and lose it again?
A Maserati suddenly stopped on the side of the road, and a beautiful woman with long legs got out of the car, and that person was Yi Nanhuan.
"I saw Midsummer the other day, I can see ghosts, I sent someone to follow her to see her go to a temple."
Yi Nanhuan told Nanfeng what he knew, and sent him a map on his phone.
"Thank you, thank you......"
Nanfeng's sad heart finally had a glimmer of light, like a desperate person finally having a little more hope, as if he could still have what he had lost.
"Don't thank me, remember to bring her back, don't lose her again, that's what I can do for you."
Yi Nanhuan shook her head and didn't need Nanfeng to thank her, she was also a friend of Midsummer, and it was quite happy to be able to do something for the male god she once liked.
Yi Nanhuan got into the two Maseratis, and the driver drove again.
"Aren't you sad, Miss? You used to like that south wind so much, why are you so free and easy now? ”
"What can I do if I'm not free? I think I must have hated it before, right? I hate my old self so much now, and I don't think I have to have it if I like it. ”
"Miss, you've become different from before."
"Is it good or bad?"
"It's become cuter, more relatable, but I didn't say that the eldest lady used to be unpretentious, the eldest lady was originally a very cute person."
"Secretary, you really know how to speak, then please join me in praying that the south wind will catch up until midsummer."
"That's for sure......"
Nanfeng stood in place and looked at Maserati who was drifting away, he didn't hate Yi Nanhuan so much, and sure enough, Yi Nanhuan was not a very bad person.
He was riding his little electric donkey, and the stereo of the little electric donkey was singing a song: "Every time I raise my head for you, even tears feel free......"
Nanfeng wants to chase the light, to chase his light, that is what he yearns for.
At least now they are together, no matter what happens in the future, no matter what the future holds, but the south wind wants to fulfill the wish of midsummer.
I want to make the unfinished summer complete.
"You stupid, how can you be fast on a little electric donkey? If you want to chase the wind, you must be faster! ”
A rode a Harley motorcycle suddenly arrived, in front of his cool handsome motorcycle, Nanfeng's little electric donkey looked much inferior, he also just arrived, he knew that Nanfeng would definitely find someone around here, just happened to meet it, take Nanfeng with him.
"Where did you come from? Why are you better than me, why do you ride Harley, I ride a little electric donkey? ”
Nanfeng's eyes widened, and he didn't know where this cool bombed Harley motorcycle came from.
"Haha, because you gave it to me before, stupid, let's rush now."
A made a grimace and patted Nanfeng on the shoulder, this kind of thing can be forgotten by Nanfeng, right?
A waved his hand towards the south wind, and the south wind put on a helmet and sat in the back row, they are the wind chasing boys!
The wind is in your ears, and you can feel the limits of speed.
To do the kind of thing that you can ride a small electric donkey by yourself and your good brother ride a Harley motorcycle, only Nanfeng can do it, right?
Rush rush, the journey begins.
The traffic jam is ahead, and one car after another is neatly arranged, stuck in a dilemma.
"Nanfeng, you can run over now, it's only a thousand meters, you look at what the traffic jam looks like now, I'm afraid we will go late and change places in midsummer."
A got out of the car and took off his helmet for Nanfeng, and prepared to wait in place for himself, and then follow when there was no more traffic jam in front of him.
“ok。”
Nanfeng said and didn't forget to make an ok gesture, and rushed forward directly, the wind was whistling in his ears, he didn't know where to go, but as long as he rushed forward.
The south wind passes through the traffic and through the sea of people, to run to the people who care the most.
He chased the wind as fast as he had ever lived, and he knew he would soon be able to see the people he wanted to see.
I don't know how long he ran, the sweat was already soaking his clothes, he was out of breath but still didn't dare to stop.
Looking at the familiar temple in front of him, he knocked on the door.
The one who opened the door was a hairy monk, who looked very young, about thirteen or fourteen years old.
"What are you doing here, this benefactor? Did you come to see our Master Shi Ran? It's a pity that he's not here now, and he's going to go out to teach, so the donor will come back another day. ”
The monk saw that Nanfeng had a relationship with Shi Ran, and thought that Nanfeng had come to find Shi Ran.
"No, no, I'm here to find someone...... Can I come in and have a look? ”
Nanfeng hurriedly shook his head, he didn't come to relieve but to be in the middle of summer.
"Buddhism is important, and idle people are not allowed to enter."
Although the monk was young, his numb expression was very much like a Buddha statue.
"Please, little master, just let me in, I have a reason why I have to go in."
Nanfeng took the monk's hand and begged, he had to go in and find Midsummer, he had a premonition that Midsummer was in it now, so he had to go in.
I saw the monk blink his eyes, and suddenly changed his face.
"Well, if you can pluck the peach from that tree, then I'll let you in."
"Really?"
"That's natural, we monks don't speak."
The peach tree is about a few hundred meters away, and the branches are dense, but there is only one fruit, and the peach is at the highest point.
Where is this tree that ordinary people can climb?
Climb up again and again, fall again and again, close your eyes and keep moving forward.
Obviously he was so afraid of heights, but Nanfeng firmly believed that if the monks didn't speak, he would definitely pick the peach.
"Donor, forget it, look at how tall this tree is, you better not try again, there are countless people who want to come to this temple every day, but none of those people climbed this tree and picked this peach."
The little monk Xu was moved by compassion and persuaded him, but it was obvious that the little monk also felt that Nanfeng had done it.
If you can do it, the little monk won't let this south wind do it.
"I don't care, the monks you said don't speak, I said that if I want to go in, then I will definitely pick the peaches from this tree."
As he spoke, Nanfeng slipped and fell from the tree again, with an extra fall on his face and scratches from the branches, and his hands were covered with bruises and bruises, and there was no intact place on his body.
I don't know how long I tried, but even A came.
"Nanfeng, don't try again, don't you think this little monk is lying to you? He just knows you can't take it off, so don't go. ”
A saw that the south wind fell worse and worse every time, and immediately wanted to stop it, but in front of the south wind, he was pushed away by the south wind again.
"Ahem, the monks don't speak, I believe I can do it, I hope I can, a ......"
Nanfeng coughed and got up from the ground again, trying again and again to fall and break himself.
Even his clothes had been cut through several holes, and Nanfeng sat on the ground and looked up to see the peach that was difficult to pick, was there really no way to catch it?
"Stupid, you rest first, I'll help you disinfect and then apply the medicine."
A took out a band-aid from his pocket, and also applied the disinfectant and Yunnan Baiyao he carried with him to the wounds on Nanfeng's body, and finally applied all the wounds.
"Stupid, I told you that you can't do it, it looks like you have to accompany you, although I really think this thing is particularly stupid, but because we are best friends, so I will reluctantly accompany you stupid, right?"
A took off his coat and put it in Nanfeng's bosom, and climbed up the peach tree.
For another person, it's still the same ending.
fell again and again, but A is still persevering, because just now Nanfeng said that he believed that it could be done.
"A don't come, we may not be able to do it, right? I've tried so many times, and you see you're all wounded. ”
Nanfeng lowered his head and said in disappointment, when he raised his head, his lonely eyes hit A's body, A's arms and face were all scratched and bruised.
"Stupid, didn't you say you believed you could do it? We are good brothers, and I will definitely help you do what you want to do! ”
A got up with difficulty, patted Nanfeng's hand, and it was a very tacit action, the two fists were against each other and wanted to touch each other, and then compared a "seven" gesture.
"It's obvious that you call me stupid every day, but now you're still insisting, I'm really happy, I'm very happy to have a friend like you, so let me come now, right? You have a good rest here. ”
Nanfeng threw A's coat back to A, and saw that he was about to start his journey again, and his back was chic and charming.
"Fool-" A looked up and saw the approaching lightning, and quickly pushed the south wind in.
A bolt of lightning struck the only peach in the peach tree, and the peach fell from the top.
"Forget it, right? I've picked this peach. ”
Nanfeng picked up the peach that had fallen into disarray, turned it around and handed it to the little monk.
"The poor monk really can't help the donor, the two donors please."
The little monk slowly opened the door and made a gesture of please, and Nanfeng and A finally got their wish.
In the temple of the Green Lantern Ancient Buddha, reunite with your beloved.
"Donor, you guys—"
After the little monk finished speaking, he was called to clean the temple.
"Where do you think summer will be?"
aObserving the simple buildings all around, it is indeed a temple that is always a little dilapidated and solemn.
"I don't know."
Nanfeng just finished speaking, and he didn't know, so he walked forward and looked at Midsummer, standing in the middle and sniffing the newly opened moon season.
"Xia Xia, I finally found you."
The south wind rushed over as fast as it could.