Ten years ago, I got a job that I saw as an idle job, going to various places to collect and paint. And so began a kind of colorful, bizarre life of mine.

One summer, I came to an interesting place. In my memory, this life resembles a harsh, beautiful fairy tale.

The people here are very welcoming, especially the kind of tea that looks like rancid honey, and their honey grows under an old tree, and it's strange that there are bees nesting in that tree, and there is a huge bucket under the tree, which contains tea like rancid honey. I can pick up a tea bowl and scoop it up, occasionally chat with passers-by on the road, pick up my drawing board and start drawing mottled landscapes.

I once had a long conversation with a farmer who was herding sheep, and at first I was just a little curious about the huge fat sheep, but then I became so interested that I forgot that the drawing board was roasted by the sun when I put it aside, and put away the drawing board, maybe I should find a place to do something "idle".

It was so hot that summer that I finally gave up my "idleness" and wandered around the village. One boy stood out, but he was very different from the ones in the city, sitting on the grass by the river with his pants rolled up in his modest clothes, and a bamboo pole in his hand watching over a flock of fat ducks. The teenager, with a flushed face, spent a hot afternoon with me.

I took out my sketchpad and tried to endure the heat to finish painting such a scene, but I could vaguely feel the hot gaze cast from the side, I glanced away, but I only saw the young man's smile bowed, I saw him secretly put down his rolled up trousers, as if he didn't want me to see his bare feet.

Just as the boy was about to say something to me, the voice of a young woman running next to me caught my attention, she kept running under the tree, then fell to the ground again, and then suddenly got up from the ground with difficulty, but immediately sat down again, fell on her back, her hair scattered on the brown earth, and her mouth sucked and muttered something.......

I sat down by the river and looked back at her, and the young man next to me was indifferent, and I saw the young woman rolling on the ground, screaming so much that her teeth were rattling, and I put away a small part of my drawing board and stood up.

I thought that if I came to this village, I would need to know some customs, and maybe I should start with this person.

When I came to the tree, I wondered why the young woman was lying on the ground and rolling back and forth, but I could hear the boy by the river shouting, "She went crazy years ago."

Crazy? It's a pity to look so young! I took a few steps closer to her and squatted down, "Do you feel a little itchy on your body?" "I watched her roll back and forth, maybe there was something itchy on her body.

But the young woman suddenly turned to look at me, and the look in her eyes reminded me of an old man from more than ten years ago......

Before I could say anything, the boy by the river drove the fat duck to this direction, repeating what he had just said: "She went crazy a few years ago."

I got closer to the young woman when I heard her name come out of her mouth: "Mang...... Miscanthus .......".

Hearing this name, I was stupid, I couldn't imagine, even more than ten years later, I can still hear these two words, no wonder I always feel like I have seen her somewhere, I cautiously asked: "Are you ..... Xinrou? ”。

The word Xinrou hadn't been seen for ten years, and she was her best friend.

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I, my name is Malt, I am 28 years old and I have just returned from abroad.

Ten years ago, I was admitted to the best local university with my own efforts, and entered the Faculty of Fine Arts with my slightly excellent drawing ability. The beginning of university life means saying goodbye to the previous life, which my father often said. My grandmother, who had lived in the city for several years after the college entrance examination, suddenly wanted to return to the countryside, which caught me off guard. Since I was a child, my grandmother has always been by my side, I can't imagine what it would be like to go home without my grandmother, but as my father said, I will say goodbye to my previous life in the future, and I believe that better ones will be waiting in front.

On the day I saw my grandmother off, what my grandmother said was somehow like a song, so vivid and beautiful that I remembered it all at once. Perhaps her words are as kind, bright, and lively as flowers in full bloom. I know that this time to see my grandmother, I'm afraid it will be difficult to see next time, grandma smiled with a pair of dark eyes wide open, like two little cherries, her eyes shone with an indescribable light, I knew that grandma wanted to make me happy before leaving, I tried to pretend to smile.

When my grandmother turned around and walked forward, she was a little hunchbacked, almost a pot, although she looked a little fat, but she was also light and dexterous, and my grandmother left like this, with my childhood.......

When my grandmother didn't see me, my tears had flowed, remembering what my grandmother said just now, I tried to wipe away my tears, my grandmother was right, malt will have a better life in the future, just as sweet as maltose.

Although it has just entered the first day of school, there have been some small episodes, originally at home the suitcase is good, but as soon as you set foot on the school land, the suitcase seems to have played a chain reaction, first the wheel broke one, and then the lever broke one, if you have time, I really want to go to the suitcase to complain, but ..... Now it seems to be a bit difficult.

It is worthy of being the best school in the local area, the students who are recruiting and registering are boiling, and the road that looks spacious becomes impassable in an instant, and I have to sigh at the strength of the crowd!

Now that I think about it, the most regrettable thing is that I didn't let my father send it, according to what my grandmother said, the road after malt will get better and better, so the first step into college is also the first step to change my life, no matter what, I have to take this first step myself, but the ideal is very plump, the reality is very skinny, and I can only push the three-wheeled suitcase forward alone.....

But it's strange that I didn't bring a lot of things with me before I went out, but why did I feel so heavy? Pat your brain, don't think about it, this is what my father put in, it's not that I don't want to bring so many things, sure enough, my father didn't get my father's things, it seems that it is a little difficult to take the first step to change my life, but fortunately, it has already come. At this moment, if there is no one on the road, I really want to look up to the sky and howl, I will drop a father, you really love malt~

Skimming the side with the afterglow.,It seems that there are a few freshman boys helping the freshmen carry their luggage.,Wow.,It seems that the school is really human.,God.,Earth.,Please send me a boy to carry the luggage, okay? But there doesn't seem to be anyone around to take care of themselves, blinking, since no one takes the initiative to come to the door, then look for them! Hmph, it's all this time, what kind of face do you want!

And at this time, his eyes were locked on the boy who was leaning against the tree and reading a book, looking at his calm and calm expression, he must not be a freshman, if it wasn't a freshman, then it would be easy to do, hehe, Malt used his last strength and walked towards him pushing the dilapidated suitcase.

"Hello, classmate!" Malt waved his hand at the people under the tree, but it was embarrassing that the boy under the tree didn't pay attention to himself, and he didn't even turn his head, if he was expected to push his suitcase to the dormitory according to his temper ten years later, but ten years ago, he wouldn't be so bad~

So he shouted again, "Hey, hello, classmate!" Can you hear me? That classmate under the tree! Malt held the broken suitcase in one hand and swayed in the air with the other, like a man on an isolated island waiting for a ship to rescue him.

At this time, a boy under the tree who exuded a faint indifferent aura slowly turned his head, and his broken bangs covered his eyebrows. Under the sun, the layered brown hair was shiny, the eyes were unruly, and under the high bridge of the nose were two thin lips with pride. "You're calling me?".

This sentence inexplicably makes people feel cold, and Malt also thinks that this person is very interesting, obviously there is a library where you can read quietly, but you have to take the book to this freshman gathering place, and you can learn something by making noise~

"You're not a freshman, are you?" In any case, it is necessary to confirm whether the person is a new student before indirectly concluding that he can become his coolie plus porter.

There was coldness in his tone, as if saying one more word was extravagant, "no", and after saying these words, he was going to continue to open the book, but his posture was slowly tilting towards the tree.

The corners of Malt's mouth gradually showed a smile, it was better not to be a freshman, "Classmate, my suitcase is broken, can you please help me get the girls' dormitory?" I just arrived at this school, and I don't know where the girls' dormitory is! "Looking at the very noisy environment around here, I am afraid it will be difficult to find a road sign, but the boy in front of him, if he can claim his luggage, then he doesn't have to worry about this.

"Are you talking about me? The senior who picked up the luggage was over there, and I wasn't in their team," he said, leaving the blame behind.

However, Malt finally found someone, but he didn't want to take a step forward with this broken suitcase, "Classmate, please help!" If I can find someone, I don't need to bother you, can I help? Eyes looked at him expectantly.

"Please!" Malt added again, still holding the broken suitcase in his hand.

I saw that after a few seconds, he closed the book, put it aside, stood up, glanced at it with a cold eye, saw the three-wheeled suitcase on the ground, and said, "What a trouble!" ”。