We both kept silent, quietly looking out the window, as if we were both looking at the canvas of our hearts through our eyes, depicting a fairy tale world in light and shadow. It was a few minutes before she sat back down. I wanted to add some more hot water to her, but I didn't move, because I could see that she was still in her quiet thoughts, and it was not easy to disturb her. Then I sat down, but on the surface I was calm, but on the inside I was in turmoil.

Rose red in the station room,

Brightened,

The sunset from between the two mountains,

Send the last splendor.

This splendor is short-lived,

Not lockable.

When the concentration reaches its highest level in the station room, it will soon fade until it is completely faded by the faint ash that has descended. Before turning on the lights, the darkness will crush the gray again.

Usually, when the darkness falls, the dreary time of the day also comes. Although this period of time is not very long, the dullness that arises from the dim ash will make people inexplicably depressed, sinking in the dim ash and not wanting to move, feeling that this dim ash is full of numbness, and it is pressed into your body and plays a role. Even if you want to act, the body is not subject to consciousness.

At this moment, if you want to feel a little vitality and find some solace, you have to lift your eyes over the dim mountain and reach beyond the ridge, where there is still a warm afterglow like blood. I rarely do this. I feel that going to Sunset to feel and seek is equivalent to looking for plum to quench my thirst. The day will inevitably pass away, and no matter how enthusiastic the light is returning to the mountain, it will not dissuade the late step, so why covet that little futile moment. I didn't even look out the window, I sat lazily, like a corpse with a soul, waiting for further darkness to crush the lonely dimness, and then turn on the lamp and let the light sweep away the darkness like a broom.

The Last Glory,

Burning quietly,

Mountains outside the window

It must be again

Drowned in a sea of blood.

But no matter how majestic and magnificent, I can't tell the eyeliner to throw outward, because all my eyeliner is secretly gathering her face to meet the brilliance. This is the unquestionable truth in my eyes: in the splendor, the more and more beautiful faces, from the inside out, respond to the splendor offered, and this response is the response of the splendor seeping into the skin, refracting the blood temperature and texture; This response makes the lifeless sunset brilliance, with nerves, pulses, and secret thoughts. The original light bronze color is also covered by the rose red of the interior and exterior.

Somehow, the coquettishness that should have appeared did not appear, and what was revealed was a kind of heroic sublime and ** (my wolf-sharp eyes will never look bad). In this resolute and fearless, heroic and vivid gathering of the top, I seem to see a picture of passion and succession; I heard the symphony of horses neighing in the air and swords and guns cracking.

What's the matter, what kind of testing ground is this charming woman sending me into, what kind of life-and-death struggle? God, this is just a charming face, how can it cover such a different meaning? Not blind self-confidence, but the fact that I can't stand the test: I have sharp eyes like a wild wolf and won't travel. I have to use my eyes as a benchmark and follow my heart: a charming woman, what I see is my identity, and no one can change it. But where do you come from, what do you carry to walk between heaven and earth? What do you want to leave behind in this life, and what do you want to take with you, is the light bronze color that you have been synthesized by brilliance just the traces of the wind and rain of the journey? Who the hell are you?

At this time, she doesn't have the genes of the little girl next door, small flowers, small grass, small feelings, eyeshadow, eyebrow pencils, rouge powder, etc., all of which have nothing to do with her; She was born to be a heroine who faces victory, and her charm and beauty are the outward and silent declaration of heroism; What she advocates should be the steel sword and sword in the vastness, not the honey and tenderness of the incense pavilion greenhouse. Oh no, how can I read these opposites from her brilliant and pretty face? Is this a concrete breakdown of charm in my eyes? But my eyes don't travel, my mind ...... No problem. At the moment, Xiao Jiujiu is still reciting backwards, and the date of birth is still the same.

Come back to your senses, you have to come back to your senses, this is a transcendent thing, how can you be thrown into the dirty, noisy, rolling world? My eyes can't be so reckless, I have to stop, the charm shouldn't have so many additions, and it shouldn't be so far from everything.

"The sun is about to set in the west, and it's ......quiet in the mountains," she snorted and turned to me, and I hurriedly turned my eyes away from the long-hating liner on her face. This is going to be arrested, I really don't know where to put my weather-hardened, rough-skinned face. Oh, I am the "Railway Guerrillas" in the language, but she came to the tune "Railway Guerrillas", but changed "on Weishan Lake" to "inside the mountains". How can my language be a guide for her? Well, I didn't have a chance to show my skills in picking up trains, but I showed my singing voice in response to the occasion.

Her voice is round, smooth, and tuned, resonating with the resonance of her chest. Actually, I heard the first thing she said to me when she stood in the doorway. Although he only hummed casually at this time, the potential wide and high vocal range could also be heard as soon as he heard it.

"I said, master, please look at your eyes away."

What, eyes away? Didn't she grasp the situation before? I didn't have time to think about it, I immediately looked at her.

"It's going to be dark, please think about it, and see how you can give me a reply."

Back? What's the reply? I felt my eyes bulge and wait for the next step.

She straightened up and had a solemn expression: "Are you going to leave me here for the night, or are you going to send me out for the night?" ”

I stood up on the ground, like a cold awl on my buttocks, and the bulky chair was bumped by the hind legs: "How can I go to the night road, there is no store in front of the village, and there are more beasts in the mountains for all these years, it is too dangerous!" ”

Although her words came unexpectedly, and my instant burst of emotions also washed my not very bright head into a little mess, I still intercepted the most wanted to say, "Just stay here for the night".

"I don't have anything to say about the village and the store. Wherever I go, there is a village and a shop, and a tent is settled, and it is not common to sleep in the field with stars and moons. She said lightly, it sounded like talking about someone else's business, and it had nothing to do with her. But her understatement was shocking to me, and it gave me goosebumps: Oh my god, there is a tent in the wild mountains infested with wild beasts, and I sleep in the wild!?

"Too dangerous? Beasts? You really haven't seen that I'm a demon who can dance with wolves? As she spoke, her eyes hung upward, and she opened her slender ten fingers and grabbed up and down a few times, her movements were agile and ghostly, and my eyes were cold.

"The beasts are my friends, I know their habits, I know their language, and I get along better with them than with men. Beast, only friendly to me, no threat. ”

After speaking, she put her elbows on the table, crossed her fingers proudly, and narrowed her eyes: "If you think it is too dangerous to leave me here for the night, then I will decline." ”

It's too much of an IQ test. But how high can a railway worker who has been dealing with railways for several years have a high IQ? I was so stunned that my whole body stiffened, and I was suffocated, and in her eyes I must have looked like a clay sculpture without a soul. If I hadn't been smashed with a sledgehammer, I'd have been stunned for a thousand years. There is really no other way, where can I find a justified reason for this fleeting critical moment? No matter how you find it, you can't do without the village, shop, beast, and dangerous car wheels, but people have already declared that they don't accept it, and you still pretend to be stupid and turn the car around again, and want to force people to repeat the old words? That's too eye-catching and ignorant of Jin Xiangyu, and too disbelief in historical legends and Mu Guiying and Hua Mulan, right?

I felt that if I dared to turn it around again, she would have walked away: she would rather be in the company of wild beasts than endure the boredom of me. Or just turn your heart sideways, admit death and say what you want to say the most: "You just stay here, people should not walk at night, wait until dawn to go, it's not too late." "But I can't get a heart.

In the scorching, I felt the fireball in my stomach string to the top of my head, burning my scalp and itching, and I wanted to raise my hand and scratch it hard. But in front of this woman who is full of charm and can strangle people with a charismatic rope with a little exertion of strength, raising her hand and scratching her scalp is a serious faux pas, and it will also bring blasphemy to the image of charm, as if she wiped a hand of mud on the face of the "Mona Lisa". Hold on, who told you to have a broken brain and a clumsy mouth in front of the right woman at the right time, in the right place. If it's on the ground, it may be the best policy to let it go.

She smiled at me and said, "Sit down, don't make me look like a master." You stand like this, and I'm tired of sitting for you. ”

I squeezed and sat down with a hard smile, but I felt that instead of a solid and bulky chair, I was sitting on a thin-skinned balloon full of gas, and there was no sense of fulfillment. She parted her crossed fingers, elbows off the table, leaned back on the back of the chair, and placed her two slender hands flat on the edge of the table. This set of movements is easy and smooth, which makes the atmosphere a lot more relaxed.

"Your memory is not good! I suggest you have to strengthen your brain training properly, otherwise Alzheimer's disease will come to you in advance. She deliberately softened her tone, sounding like an elementary school teacher to a new elementary school student. Maybe that's the right fit for me, right? My clumsiness, ignorance, and stumbling skills may have really reverted me to the situation of a freshly entered primary school.

"I've only been talking a little longer, why don't you remember anything about it? I said that this is a fairy tale world, and the fairy tale world is extremely difficult for ordinary people to encounter? Are there any people you meet who don't want to spend the night in such a world? There may be, but it won't be me. I'm more than willing to sleep in this fairytale world. Her head was tilted over her shoulders, her face halfway up to the roof, her eyes narrowed as if she were sleepy.

"I listened to the whispers of the stars, felt the moonlight, fell asleep unconsciously, dreamed of the smell of champagne and the color of champagne, and lay on the small boat carrying dreams on the Sanssouci River, floating and ....... The boat gently sails through the sparkling carefree ripples, and the lullaby that sings in harmony with the ripples comes from the bottom of the boat, making people stay awake. ”

Her eyes narrowed even more, as if she were already lying on the boat carrying her dreams. It sounded to me that her words turned into poems in soothing rhythms, poems with music, and like the moonlight chanting of mermaids in the distance of the night sea. The fluttering sentences lead to the lullaby that I heard when I was a child, and I ...... from the far other side of time. Between the words, in her squinting eyes, she conjured up shadow wings, floating upward, like a child's colored bubble blown out with a blowpipe, which grabbed my sight and consciousness, and entered a state of weightlessness without gravity.

By the way, isn't this the function and meaning of fairy tales? Isn't the fairy tale just to let us unload the heaviness of old age and enter the innocence of lightness!

After I arrived at the small station, I had already unloaded the old Cheng and replaced it with naivety. But I have to admit that this is not the fairy tale consciousness and fairy tale feeling, I have always thought that it is the nourishment of the aura of the mountain. As I said earlier, if it weren't for her today's click, I don't know how long I would have been in it without realizing it. Despite the wonderful fairy tale world, I am always enveloped.

Suddenly, I was absurdly aware that there was some kind of witchcraft in her. But with my knowledge and experience, I can't identify and classify them. But one thing I seem to be sure of is that it is precisely because of this element of witchcraft that her charm has an irresistible penetrating power, and she can generate the courage and action to go wherever she wants, and she can cast an endless amount of infectious elements. In fact, the small station is still the small station of the past, and the body of the small station and the surrounding mountains and rivers still maintain the original appearance, and there is no change. This is not the old stubbornness that I am accustomed to, but a fact that cannot be overturned. Without her arrival, the station would not have been shrouded in a fairy tale world. The fairy tale sense of the small station is what she brings, she endows, she is a fairy tale herself, her words, manners, expressions, and breath are all props for arranging fairy tales, all of which set off the perfect fairy tale effect. When she is gone, the fairy tale will be over.

"Doesn't I have a point?" She asked, her eyes still narrowing, her face turned to me. I nodded affirmatively, completely from the bottom of my heart.

"So, how can I not want to enter such a dream here and experience the beauty that cannot be put into words?"

"Not really. Gotta do it! I blurted out.

"It's just, it has nothing to do with the Nightwalk Beasts. It's an excuse to talk about the beasts of the night. I don't need excuses for what I do, and you don't need to make excuses for me. If I had to make an excuse, my excuse would be to dream of a fairy tale. ”

I laughed dryly twice and reacted to her thoughts. Although the mouth is still not very smooth, "I will provide this convenience", the expression could not be clearer.

"It's all state property, and I won't pay for accommodation, so you won't be reluctant if you feel embarrassed." She turned into a half-truth again, and crossed her arms over her chest.

"No, no, no, I have the final say on any state property. What's so difficult about you here, but your convenience. If it's convenient for you, there's no embarrassment, there are several empty houses! ”

"Think about it, don't regret it?"

"How can there be regrets about this, this is only an honor!" I couldn't help but stand up again. Maybe this is a better way to show the resoluteness of the attitude.

"Can you afford to look at us...... Our barren mountains and mountains are also at the level of big car shops, and the car boss does not hesitate to ...... anything, and we are all honored! "My words are a little messy. I don't want to mess around, but my mouth is excited, and I don't run with my thoughts.

"You're welcome!"

"You're welcome, who's with whom!"

See, who's with whom! What do you call who and whom? Isn't it a person who wears a pair of pants that is too loose, can you say that? As the old saying goes, a horse is hard to chase when you say it, and as soon as you say it, I want to recover it immediately. But it's hard for the horses to catch up, how can I catch it back, I just want to slap myself in the mouth: it's almost too much, too deep and not shallow, obviously across the mountains and rivers, who else is with whom! Don't say it, it's all the mouth instigated by the strong desire in his heart, and he can't wait to put on the gang, and he can't even care about disguise. Alas, such abruptness really makes people comfortable in being lifted and embarrassed in the price drop. Why can't I get the size right? Could it be that the free-retracting, well-handled, and oily and free will always be words in me, a person who has elm bumps up and down?

It's come to this point, it's useless to think about anything, just bite the bullet and comfort yourself: what's there, it's no one else, isn't this a charming woman! lost his mouth and walked out of shape in front of a glamorous woman, but it seemed real. Moreover, it is not in public, only in the depths of the silent mountains, and it is rare for us to have a negligent confession in this pure and pure place! Moreover, people did not express their disgust, and the next example is not to be.