At around three o'clock in the afternoon on Saturday, Liu Xiyue went to Gao Wutong's dormitory.

Gao Wutong smiled and opened his arms to her. Liu Xiyue brushed his hand away, walked straight to the desk and sat down, smelled the crystal clear and tender cherries on the glass plate, took the letterhead and flipped through it.

"This is the new version of "The Tale of the Fisherman and the Goldfish" adapted by the great writer?"

"When did you buy a new dress, it's so beautiful!"

"It's from a handsome guy, it fits perfectly! I was also treated to a grilled fish! ”

"This person knows you well!"

"Of course, he said that I was beautiful in a dress, and he would buy it for me in the future."

"And what do you say?"

"Don't don't want it in vain, don't refuse those who come."

"If I give you a sweater, you have to exchange it for the same price, but this person's things will not be refused."

"It's hard to be gracious! Like you, Bai Xiangsui said to invite you to dinner, and followed in front of me, without considering my feelings at all, there is no me in your eyes. ”

"Bai Xiangsui and I are colleagues, we can't always refuse, the relationship is too stiff and not good."

"I'm brother and sister to that handsome guy, so you should refuse anything, right?"

Liu Xiyue threw herself on the desk and sobbed after speaking.

Gao Wutong was stunned, closed the door a little, and gently patted Liu Xiyue's shoulder.

"It turned out to be your brother, why didn't you say it earlier? I'm sorry. I won't accept her invitation again. At dinner that day, although I sat face to face with her, I was thinking of you. Don't cry, okay? As soon as you cry, my heart will hurt and mess up, and it will be very uncomfortable. ”

Liu Xiyue cried a little harder.

"You cry again, the beautiful dress gets wet, how can you see people after a while."

Liu Xiyue stopped crying, but continued to sniff.

Gao Wutong pushed the cherry plate in front of her.

"Eat a few cherries, replenish some strength, and then cry loudly, I also appreciate the crying of the beautiful pear blossom with rain." After saying that, he sat down next to her and looked at her quietly.

Liu Xiyue rubbed her eyes and pushed the cherry plate a little farther away.

"If you want to see my crying, I won't show you."

Gao Wutong handed a cherry to Liu Xiyue's mouth, Liu Xiyue opened her mouth to pick it up, and Gao Wutong moved the cherry away. Liu Xiyue pinched Gao Wutong. Gao Wutong handed the cherry to her mouth again. Liu Xiyue opened her mouth and took a bite.

"It's sour, it's not sweet at all!"

"Your lips are as moist and beautiful as cherries."

Liu Xiyue pursed her lips, looked at Gao Wutong with a smile, saw that Gao Wutong did not react, her face was a little disappointed, and she picked up a cherry and handed it to Gao Wutong.

"Wooden man, open your mouth and give you a kiss."

"This cherry goes through your hand and tastes even better."

After eating a few cherries, Liu Xiyue began to read "The Story of the Fisherman and the Goldfish", and after reading it, she put the letterhead aside depressedly and said in silence: "You write the fisherman's daughter so well, isn't it too much?" You see, the fisherman's wife is like a vase, with only a few sentences in the whole text, which is simply dispensable, and she still talks like an old woman, did you do it on purpose? ”

"I thought it was a children's drama, so I focused on children."

Liu Xiyue smiled softly and fed a cherry to Gao Wutong's mouth.

"Can you add a plot where the wife beats and scolds her daughter? The wife is also a human being, although she is gentle, virtuous, reasonable, and loves her daughter very much, but she can't help but beat and scold her daughter when she is angry. For example, when the daughter is disobedient, or deliberately breaks things. Of course, the wife will be sad after beating and scolding her daughter, and she will love her daughter even more in the future, and the relationship between the two will return to normal. Is it good, is it good? ”

Gao Wutong couldn't help laughing, showing a very embarrassed look.

"It's not easy to add. Because the wife has been positioned as a 'virtuous and reasonable' image, and the plot of beating and scolding her daughter is contradictory. If the wife is changed to the image of a shrew, it can be added to beat and scold the fisherman and his daughter. ”

"If it's like this, I'm not going to play my wife anymore, I'm going to play my daughter."

"With the current relationship between the two of us, isn't it a bit incestuous for you to play your daughter?"

"It's been incest for a long time. Don't pretend to be stupid, the teacher seduces the student, the student seduces the teacher, isn't it incest? ”

Gao Wutong laughed and touched Liu Xiyue's hand.

"You dare to say it, I want to worship you as a teacher."

"Pay the tuition."

"If you owe it first, can you offset it with a gift another day?"

"Interest is to be charged."

"Well, the interest is to invite you to dinner."

"You wrote Lan Lingmei's character so well, did she give you the impression that she would turn into a beautiful Cinderella? Honestly, are you a little interesting to her? ”

"For the fisherman, Liu Xiyue will always be a fisherwoman, and Qian Daizi will always be a daughter."

"Yes, so there are a lot of scenes in the story where the fisherman and the fisherwoman hug and kiss."

"Really? How many are there? ”

"Not a single one!"

"Children's drama, hugging and kissing plots are not very appropriate."

"Parents hugging and kissing, what's inappropriate?"

"This kind of plot is useless."

"Of course it's useful, silence is better than sound, show your heart, and make some people die."

"Then it's a play within a play."

"Acting hugs, everyone is watching, but the name is right, do you want to or don't dare?"

"Neither."

"That's to have reservations about me, and there are other people in my heart!"

Gao Wutong picked up a red pen and dropped it again, sighing.

"You don't make a big fuss!"

Liu Xiyue was stunned, sad and sad.

"I'm sorry, no."

Gao Wutong touched her face distressedly and took her into his arms.

"You just like to put private matters into business. Don't worry, I only have you in my heart. As long as you're happy, I'll add it. ”

Liu Xiyue pushed the high sycamore.

"There seems to be someone at the door."

When Gao Wutong heard this, he hurriedly let go of her and looked at the door, but there was no one.

Liu Xiyue flipped through the letterhead again, sighed and put it aside.

"Yue'er, if you smile, I'll change it right away."

"No need. It's enough for you to have that mind. ”

"Where do you want to go tomorrow?"

"I'm afraid of incest."

"It doesn't matter, it's anything messy, as long as I can be with you."

Early the next morning, the two got on a suburban shuttle bus to the seashore.

Liu Xiyue leaned on Gao Wutong's shoulder, calm and serene, glancing out the window from time to time. Gao Wutong held her hand, feeling the softness and smoothness of her hand, and her heart was filled with a clear peace and softness.

The shuttle bus drove out of the city and through the fields. Gao Wutong kissed Liu Xiyue's face.

"Yue'er, what are you thinking?"

"I was thinking, it would be nice if this car kept driving to a distant place with beautiful mountains and rivers and just the two of us."

"What about when you get to that place?"

"Build a wooden house, enclose a small courtyard, and live in seclusion. You open up the wasteland and farm, I weave and cook, watch the sunset and sunrise together, walk in the rain together, watch the snowflakes fly together, go through spring, summer, autumn and winter together, and grow old together. ”