Qin Xiaoxian has not worked in the past two days, and he has long heard that the scenery of Wuzhen is good, the water town in the south of the Yangtze River, and the ancient town of Youyou, so he immediately bought a plane ticket, packed his luggage, and went to Wuzhen.

B&B is near the water, facing the sun, Qin Xiaoxian looks down from the balcony is a river, there are canopy boats parked on the shore, standing here you can see a large area of Wuzhen's style, the crowd is bustling, lively and extraordinary, the building is simple, green tiles and white bricks, long alleys, mysterious and beautiful.

When I was about to retract my gaze, I accidentally saw the girl standing on the small bridge.

She hung down her long ink-colored hair, wore a navy blue cheongsam, and held an oil-paper umbrella, Qin Xiaoxian couldn't see the girl's appearance clearly, but at that moment she saw a Republic of China girl, holding an oil-paper umbrella and walking out of the alley, surrounded by green paint and white tiles, drizzling rain, raindrops falling from the eaves, knocking out a dingdong sound on the ground, the girl stepped on the rain, and her gestures were full of everyone's demeanor, and her real temperament was like an orchid.

Qin Xiaoxian looked at the girl and bowed her head slightly, slowly walked down the stone bridge, raised her hand and gently brushed the hair that fell in front of her behind her ear, and walked into the lively long street.

Qin Xiaoxian stared in that direction for a long time, and then suddenly came back to his senses, wondering why he was in a daze, and then looked at the bridge, people came and went, and it was already noisy.

Back in the house and lying on the bed, Qin Xiaoxian replied to the news of his brothers, and his mind was always about the girl in the cheongsam.

She shouldn't know that she has become a landscape in the eyes of others, right?

After sleeping and waking up in the afternoon, Qin Xiaoxian went downstairs in good spirits to start his trip to Wuzhen.

Walking around in a bit of a hurry along the way, the shops were roughly skimmed, Qin Xiaoxian looked at the flow of people around him, and unconsciously stood on the stone bridge.

Qin Xiaoxian suddenly sobered up, didn't understand why he was suddenly stunned, a glimpse of the morning made him miss a day, standing on the stone bridge, looking at the building built near the water, the flowing water was blue, the sky was getting dark, the oncoming wind was lingering softly, watching the lights turn on in the night, Qin Xiaoxian was tired of shopping, and he was full, so he returned to the homestay with the snacks he bought, and sat on the chair on the balcony.

There are not many stars in the sky, the lights of the shops are scattered, and in Wuzhen at night, there is a kind of mystery that still holds the pipa and half-covers the face, and the fairy girl suddenly appears in her mind, guessing that her smile should be gentle like water.

Qin Xiaoxian shook his head, stopped himself from continuing to make up for the girl's appearance, took out his mobile phone, flipped through Weibo, thinking about sharing the scenery of Wuzhen, and when he opened the editing page, he thought of that picturesque person.

I met a girl in Wuzhen, standing on a stone bridge with an oil-paper umbrella, surrounded by green paint and white tiles, just like the Jiangnan water town in my dream.

Looking at the words written, Qin Xiaoxian felt that it was inappropriate, but he didn't want to delete it, such a good-looking person shouldn't just record it with his eyes, after thinking about it, he should make it visible to himself, and don't deal with fans during the hard rest time.

The next day, Qin Xiaoxian slept until noon, went downstairs to eat, sat there and chatted casually with the owner of the homestay, and then saw that the sun was not so hot outside, and then went out to play.

Wearing a white T, black pants, sunglasses worn backwards, holding a folding fan, opening and closing is childish-like elegance, Qin Xiaoxian stood under the porch, looked at the canopy boat below, and habitually turned the fan, which became a unique scenery in other people's mobile phones.