"When did you start believing in a stranger?"

"Maybe it's because I've been lonely for too long, and I've taken off my guard against the people I meet."

"So, are you really going to leave it all to him and go somewhere else?"

“…… Actually, before I chose to hibernate for the first time, I was already in this state of mind. Ke Qinghe held his forehead and said in a low tone, "When you get to me, you will feel that no matter how much money you have, you can't compare to health." And no matter how important life is, it can't compare to time. ”

"Maybe." Aya curled up her feet and nestled in the couch, "I haven't experienced the despair of life and death, and I don't think so much." ”

Ke Qinghe looked at Aya: "But you already think a lot more than I do." ”

"Huh." Aya laughed, "You mean those weird thoughts?" ”

"Hmm."

"That's because I've lived here since I was a kid and never knew what the outside world was like." Aya's chin rested on her knee, "Until a few years ago, a stranger emailed me and asked me to paint a picture for him, and the money was credited to the account. It's the first time I've seen a picture like that, and I think he might be from the outside world. ”

"And then?" Ke Qinghe was very interested.

"Then, when the painting was finished, the painting could not be contacted by the owner, and it remained with me."

"The last time I saw it?"

"Yes." Aya looked up, "Since then, I often dream that I have finally stepped out of this cold city and into the outside world, even if the yellow sand is all over the ground, at least I can touch the softness. ”

Ke Qinghe looked at her silently, remembering the dream he had had.

"Do you believe that dreams are foreshadowed?" Ke Qinghe asked.

"I believe in thinking day and night." Aya replied with a smile.

"Okay." Ke Qinghe also laughed, "I dreamed that we walked out together, it was a completely different world. ”

Aya approached him: "That'...... Are we leaving? ”

Ke Qinghe looked at her eyes full of anticipation, and there were ripples in his heart.

"I can." He said, "I don't have anything anyway, and the only life I have left is to be tossed around." ”

"Really?" Aya grinned, "Ready to let yourself go this time?" No longer choosing to sleep to escape the end of your life? ”

"That's really stupid." Ke Qinghe couldn't help but laugh at himself, "I won't do such a thing again, I don't want to miss it again." ”

He looked at Aya, "Maybe it won't be so lucky next time." ”

Aya rested her head on his shoulder, "Well, I want to do something too." ”

"What?"

"I can sell this apartment and leave the money for your friend, at least he won't be embarrassed in the future."

Ke Qinghe looked at Aya in surprise: "Are you really going to do this?" ”

"That's right." Aya was sure, "Anyway, it's my idea to go out, so I should at least do something to confirm my certainty, right?" ”

"Are you sure?"

"Hmm." Aya replied with a smile, "What I learned from you is kindness to strangers and tolerance to yourself." ”

Ke Qinghe gently stroked her face, soft skin, and muttered, "Thank you." ”

"Hmm...... I also want to thank you for being willing to go crazy with me. ”

……

"Crazy, crazy, you two are really crazy!" Mu San couldn't believe what he heard, turned his head, and asked Lucy, who was sitting motionless next to him, "Hey, Lucy, did you hear what the two of them said?" ”

"Hear me, Mr. Wu." Lucy replied calmly.

"Tell me, are these two people crazy?" Mu San pointed to the two people opposite.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Wu, I didn't detect any mental fluctuations in the two of you, it should still be within the normal range......"

Mu San was speechless at such an answer, so he had to hold it back and pour a glass of red wine into his mouth suddenly.

"Mu San, I only know a few of you, and I don't have any other time to meet other people, so I can only give it a go." Ke Qinghe looked at him, "It may be fate to know you." ”

"Huh." Mu San sneered and did not answer.

"Alright, let's spend the next few days together!" Ke Qinghe said with a smile.

Aya agreed.

Mu San raised his glass: "One more glass, I'll agree." ”

Ke Qinghe smiled and shook his head, and gestured to Lucy, and Mu San finally got the second glass of wine as he wished.

Now I'm satisfied.

……

Over the next few days, Aya was taken to Ke Qinghe's house, some of her clothes, and a few paintings that she loved very much.

The paintings were neatly arranged in the study, and Kisan leaned against the door, watching them tidy up.

"Can I take a look?" He asked.

"Yes." Aya replied to him.

Mu San stepped forward, picked up these paintings and looked at them: "I don't understand these things, what are they?" ”

"Oil painting."

"Oh......" Kizo noticed what Aya had taped to these paintings, "what are you doing?" ”

"It's coding." She replied, "I don't have time to finish these paintings, so I have to tell them that if they need it, I'll send it back, and if they don't, I'll refund them." ”

"Oh......" Mu San looked at it one by one, it was not the style he liked, it was too idealistic, it was not attractive to him, "Now rich people want these things?" ”

"It's not all, anyway, this one lasts longer than the photo, and there is room for appreciation."

"Huh." Mu San faked a laugh twice, "These spare money, they only think about how to squander it and do some so-called tasteful things, but they don't know that there are still many people wandering outside......"

Aya looked at him and laughed.

"Laughing at what?"

"I thought you would only think about money, or wine, but I didn't think you would care about other people."

Mu San was stunned for a moment, and then smiled again: "I said this on purpose, you always have to look noble in front of beautiful women!" ”

Aya just looked down and smiled.

"Hey, why don't you stick this picture?" Mu San pulled out a painting, "This painting is very special." ”

The yellow desert on the painting pushes a bustling city farther and farther away, as if looking at it, but also looking back and saying goodbye.

"The owner of this painting, I can't get in touch with it." Aya replied, "So, I'll just keep it myself, it should be nice to have it here." ”

She took the painting and compared it to which wall it would be more appropriate.

Mu San's gaze did not take off this picture, and then he smiled and said, "Why don't you give it to me." ”

"Huh?" Aya looked back at him suspiciously, "Don't you dislike this kind of thing?" ”

"I didn't say that." Mu San hurriedly cleared up the relationship, "I just don't like those bells and whistles, this painting is so simple, it suits me very well." ”

"Unpretentious?" Aya laughed, "Okay, I won't take it on my road anyway, just stay here and you can take care of it for me." ”

After speaking, she handed the painting to Mu San's hand, and then walked out of the study.

Mu San took the painting and looked at it seriously, his almost dull eyes seemed to have buried himself deep in this painting......

……

After dinner, the three of them snuggled up on the sofa and watched a boring TV series.

"Hey, it's boring." Mu San couldn't help but complain, "Doesn't your broken TV have other functions?" ”

"How?" Ke Qinghe kicked him on the shoulder, "I haven't left yet, so I don't like my family?" ”

Aya snickered.

"Don't dare, don't dare." Mu San waved his hand, "I think at the beginning, I also had a smart TV, you say what you want to do, it will do it, and there are personality preference settings, all of which are things I like." ”

"Then I can't do that." Ke Qinghe spread his hands and replied, "After all, over the years, I thought you didn't need a TV anymore. ”

"Indeed." Mu San looked at him, "A computer and a mobile phone are enough." ”

"But you don't have a cell phone." Aya added, making Kizo dumbfounded again. Ke Qinghe secretly gave Aya a thumbs up, and he became more and more tacit.

"Okay, okay." Mu San finally became stubborn and glanced at Lucy, "Don't you have an intelligent robot?" ”

Ke Qinghe glanced at Lucy, and then asked him seriously, "What are you going to do?" ”

"What are you doing, big brother." Mu San frowned, "Only machines can be completely controlled by each other, and if there are high-tech things, then they must be used, big brother." ”

Ke Qinghe and Lucy glanced at each other: "Is it okay?" ”

Lucy replied, "Yes, Mr. Ke." ”

"Look, right!" Mu San was very proud.

"That'...... Give it a try. Ke Qinghe also decided to give it a try, "Lucy, is it okay?" ”

"Yes, Mr. Ke." Lucy took Ke Qinghe's instruction and stopped, her brain seemed to be connected to a piece of information from the TV, and soon, many menus appeared on the TV.

"Wow! God! Mu San happily jumped up from the sofa, "Look, I'm not wrong! ”

Ke Qinghe could only smile.

Mu San suddenly had a brainstorm: "Come, give me a singing platform, I haven't shown my singing voice for a long time." ”

"Okay, Mr. Wu." Lucy controls the menus and plays the song interface.

"Hmm...... Do you have a microphone? Mu San asked Ke Qinghe.

Ke Qinghe thought for a while: "I can't remember clearly, what I haven't used for many years, I seem to have given it away when I bought a TV set at that time...... I forgot where. ”

"In the left drawer of the TV cabinet." Lucy replied.

"Haha." Mu San looked at Ke Qinghe with a smile, then climbed to the TV cabinet, and sure enough, he took out a silver microphone from it, "God." ”

"Lucy, can you connect?"

"It's connected, Mr. Wu."

As soon as Kizo finished asking, Lucy was ready. What a surprise.

"That lady first." Kizo made a gesture to Aya, "You always have a few songs that you can sing, right?" ”

"Me?" Aya thought for a moment, "There should be." ”

Ke Qinghe was waiting for her answer, Aya thought for a moment and replied, "Don't panic." ”

"Not bad! Good song! Mu San clapped his hands, and Ke Qinghe looked at Aya in surprise, this song was also Shi Lan's favorite song.

Before he could react to such a coincidence, the music had already sounded, echoing throughout the room. Aya took the microphone from Kisan and sang along with the rhythm of the song, and Kisan also reconciled with her from time to time. Seeing that they were involved, Ke Qinghe also gave up, at least such a coincidence was a good thing for him.

So the three of them chose their favorite songs and sang happily.

"Lucy, some more lights!" Mu San had a whim, and he could see that he was a little excited.

"Okay, Mr. Wu." Lucy took control of the lights in the house and began to flicker rhythmically, and the three people in the room began to squirm to the rhythm of the music.

In this way, the originally deserted houses are often filled with music, singing and laughter on these nights. Gradually, some people forget about wine, some people forget about sickness, and in this world that belongs to them, joy is the medicine for everything.