Halfway through October, the fallen leaves on the branches of the trees are spread all over the ground.

In the name of work, Shu Kite went to Jiangcheng with the guy she was eating on her back.

Sure enough, as the rumors say, the scenery is nice and the climate is pleasant.

The book kite went to the famous ancient temple in Jiangcheng, and she walked and stopped with more than 1,000 steps, and it took several hours to reach the top.

She knelt one hundred and eight Buddha statues in the temple and bowed her head three times, seeking her only wish at this time.

When I went down the mountain, I met an old man halfway up the mountain, who painted mountains and rivers with a painting plate on his back, but he didn't paint people.

The book kite asked: "There are thousands of beautiful scenery in the world, why don't you paint people." ”

The old man replied: "The person who wants to paint is gone, so paint the landscape she likes." ”

If the person you like is gone, then you like what she likes.

Become her, live as her.

After saying that, the old man carried the painting that had not been opened on his back and staggered down the mountain. The mountain road was very steep, but the old man did not hold on to the railing, and his hands covered with fine lines clung to the painting on his back.

It doesn't seem like life is worth much compared to that thing.

The book kite red-eyed, raised the camera, and left a rare scene in this world.

It was late October when I returned to Xiangcheng, and I was silent when I left, and I was silent when I returned.

Back in the maple grove, the courtyard was quiet.

The book kite entered the house and sent the photos taken along the way to Ke Lan and turned off the computer.

Holding the heated milk, lying in the rocking chair at the door and sunbathing. In the past week, she ran all over Jiangcheng, and her tense nerves loosened, and she fell asleep.

The milk fell and there was no sound of it hitting the ground.

In the haze, surrounded by warmth, the book kite squinted his eyes, changed his position and continued to sleep.

It should be the light shining directly, it is very dazzling, and the person in his sleep feels uncomfortable and frowns.

Yun Mo put down the milk he was holding in his hand, raised his feet and gently walked to the direction where the sun was shining on the side, facing the light with his back to the book kite.

Sunset.

The book kite is awakened by a familiar smell that seems to bring her back to her girlhood.

When I got home from school in the evening, the smell of sweet and sour fish came from the house.

The book kite rubbed her sleeping face, the fragrance stretched her eyelids, like a dream, she sat up violently, and murmured: "Dad"

Yun Mo came out of the house, wearing an apron, standing at the door and staring at her: "Wake up, come here." ”

The more you walk in, the stronger the familiar smell becomes, freeing up everything in the air and breaking into your nose.

Inside the house, sweet and sour fish with white smoke is placed on the dining table

Shu Kite was stunned and said, "This ...... You do. ”

Sweet and sour fish! He will too.

"It could also be said that your dad did it!" Yun Mo put down his chopsticks and sat on the chair next to him, looking calm.

Book Kite: "......"?

Bad jokes?

Yun Mo leaned back in the chair, lowered his palate, and smiled lightly at the corner of his lips: "You just grabbed my hand and called my dad vigorously, saying that you want to eat sweet and sour fish, and I can't resist it." ”

Book Kite: "......"

When was this!

When you're asleep? She didn't dream of the old man!

"Come and sit." Yun Mo beckoned to her.

The book kite pursed her lips, pulled out the chair with her left hand and sat down, and the chair made a sound.

She looked at the chopsticks in front of her, and then at her right hand, which was still wearing a small bandage, and asked, "Is there a spoon?" ”

Yun Mo pursed his eyebrows, went to the kitchen and took out a small bowl and spoon, took a piece of fish meat, removed the fish bones, put it in a small bowl, and pushed it in front of her.

"Let's eat!"

The book kite swallowed in one gulp, and he continued, with a kind of meaning of leading the rabbit to jump into the pit: "After eating, the previous grievances will be written off." ”

disappeared for a week, and Yun Mo thought that the book kite had not disappeared.

The book kite licked the corner of her lower lip, and seemed to smile: "Captain, you trick me." ”

Yun Mo raised his eyebrows and said nothing.

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