Jun Wan remembered what her grandfather said: "The starlight we can see needs to travel many light years from the depths of the universe to the earth - it is more like the trajectory of longing." ”

When I was a child, I believed what my grandfather said, and the stars were the people I missed but couldn't see again.

Suddenly I wanted to laugh, Jun Wan curled the corners of her mouth, and suddenly missed the old naughty boy a little, I haven't seen him for two or three months.

“Twinkle， twinkle，little star，How I wonder what you are ”

Jun Wan was even happier when she heard the voice, it seemed that she was not the only one looking at the stars. Then they also sang along, one by two, three, and finally even Fang Er joined the chorus, although it was a little out of tune, but together, it did not seem abrupt.

……

"I'll be gone." Fang Er hugged the two old friends: "Go back and reunite!" ”

Mu Fenglan smiled and hugged back: "I must get together when I go back, and the busy people have to come out." ”

"This group of children is good, and the future is worth looking forward to."

The "children" stood there obediently and watched the "adults" greet each other.

Fang Er took a special look at Han Yanzhi again, and said happily: "Han Yanzhi, remember what you promised me, I have already sent the things to your agent's mailbox, happy cooperation." ”

Han Yanzhi ran to the front and gave Director Fang Er a hug: "Thank you director for giving me the opportunity, I will definitely go all out." ”

Fang Er put on his hat, got into the car with the things he had come, and poked his head out of the window: "I'm leaving, let's have fun!" ”

Everyone waved goodbye to this extremely rigorous but very intimate director. In a week, I really learned a lot of things.

Then it was time to go home, and as they walked on the unpaved dirt road, no one noticed that an ox cart was slowly following them behind them, with a very exaggerated red cloth strip hanging from its neck.

The boy driving the bull looked helpless, lowered his straw hat, couldn't see his expression clearly, and his face was delicate.

After a while, he glanced up at the group of people walking in front of him, and helplessly asked the people sitting on the haystack stacked by the ox cart behind him, "Can't we be normal?" ”

A female voice came from behind: "This is not normal? The girl didn't stop in her hands, and she drew the mountain road with a few strokes, and the layers of mountains were also visible.

The boy had no choice but to resign himself to holding the cow to control the speed so that it did not overtake the person in front of him.

Han Yanzhi and Qi Jin, who were behind the front team, started to play again, poking each other with a dogtail grass, bouncing and jumping.

"Stop." Han Yanzhi stopped the car and pointed behind him suspiciously: "Is that car following us?" ”

Qi Jin "haha" took away the opponent's weapon: "You don't come, you can't play and want to sneak attack?" ”

"Not for you." Han Yanzhi forcibly pulled Qi Jin's head so that he had to turn around.

The boy looked at the two people who suddenly turned around, suddenly froze, pressed his hat again, and the ox cart stopped moving.

The girl wondered, "Why don't you leave?" He put down what he was holding and stood up from the haystack, only to see a group of people staring at him.

Girl: "......"

Boy: "......"

The cow was tethered to the edge of the yard, the boy sat cramped on the sofa, and the girl sat next to him, calmly taking a sip of water.

Then he said: "Hello, I am the painter Zhan Xiao, whose real name is Xue Bing." ”

Then he poked the boy next to him: "He is a writer Han Lu, whose real name is Ming Ran." ”

The atmosphere was inexplicably embarrassing, and Xue Bing suddenly added: "His masterpiece "Tian Jiangming", I am a painter. ”

"I know you." Lan Wan remembered: "The screenwriter of the movie "Killing God" and the scene have you, right?" ”

Xue Bing's eyes lit up, and he patted his brain: "Yes, yes, yes." ”

"I also know you, "Tian Jiangming" is beautifully written!"