At the beginning of April in the solar calendar, I embarked on a short train heading north and began a journey that was not too far away. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Sitting on the train, I had mixed feelings that are difficult to describe in words. Now that I think about it, I think it's a little incredible. Since I arrived in that small town in a daze, and settled in the boring fast, I actually put down roots in a strange city like that, and spent two months in peace.

These two months seemed slower than at any time in my twenty years of life. I feel like each day is a little longer than it used to be, but it's not boring. During this time, I encountered a lot of incredible things, but these things I quickly understood and accepted, and this is not the reason why I feel that time has become full. Gradually, I found that I was following them, trying to observe the customers in the bar every day, and I realized that there are so many joys and sorrows in ordinary life. We count the days, observe nature, celebrate each solar term, and live our lives seriously.

It's the first time I've known that there is such a way in life. I have always felt that if the days go by for 30 years, school is a three-point line, and work is a three-point line, then one day when I look back, I will find that the memory of every day is very vague. I'm worried that I'll look back decades and realize that my life was in vain. But now I think that ordinary life can be just as interesting, just because of a pair of observant eyes and a heart that revere life.

If you look at life itself, rather than those desires and strife, there will be a lot less hesitation and vacillation, and every day there will be new memories and expectations.

It's like a period of recuperation for the soul. Gradually, I felt my body rejuvenated and I had the confidence and strength to do more.

After I was kicked out of the house by my second uncle for no reason, my heart was in turmoil, and all kinds of extreme and intense emotions were entangled in my heart, so that I could hardly think. Somehow, I stepped on a bus heading south, with no purpose and no idea where I was going. Later, the car was driving and the road was closed due to heavy snow, so it was impossible to move forward. People were sitting in the car, asking the driver for hot water and waiting, but I sat and sat and suddenly couldn't sit still.

I grabbed my suitcase, got out of the car, and set foot on the land of the small city where I now live. The sky is covered with goose-feather snowflakes, and the town is still quiet on a Chinese New Year night. I walked dazedly and dazedly, until I came across the unthinkable.

Sometimes I wonder, is this a guide of fate?

It was only later that I checked the map and realized that the town where I got off was only about three train stops away from my home, which wasn't that far. But because I crossed the province and crossed a big river, the psychological feeling seemed to be at the end of the earth.

For more than two months, I didn't go back to my hometown, and I rarely even thought about it, or rather, I tried hard not to let myself think about it. There was nothing left at home that I was thinking about, and going back would only add to the sentimentality.

But now, I'm on the train back home. As the train got closer and closer to the city where I grew up, I somehow felt a little nervous.

Is this the so-called "closer to home"?

At that time, I was alone and kicked out of the house. I don't have the ability, I don't have the ability, I don't even have the heart to fight and seek justice. At that moment, apart from feeling unbelievable, sad and sad, I was left with only confusion. I've never liked strife, and I asked myself in confusion, what if I struggled? What will you end up with? Is what I want?

Because I couldn't figure it out, I chose to escape because I was cowardly.

If possible, I don't want to go back, I don't want to have anything to do with my relatives who are connected to me by blood but have turned their faces ruthlessly. But now I have to go back, because my parents' grave is still in that city.

It's clear.

Luckily, there was another travel companion sitting next to me, who had been making small talk to me on a variety of topics, sometimes asking odd questions, which were very effective in tangling my confused thoughts into a mess.

Not so apprehensive.

I couldn't believe that when I asked my boss for leave and planned to go home to visit the grave, my boss not only agreed, but also accompanied me personally. Of course, she didn't come to accompany me, her reason was that she had never been to the city where my home was located.

Actually, this is not surprising. Although she has lived for thousands of years, the towns inhabited by humans are changing rapidly. Not only is the appearance changing rapidly, but even the administrative divisions are constantly changing. Today the city is still named this way, and maybe tomorrow it will be changed and subsumed into other jurisdictions. When the location is different, urban planning will be re-developed, and the appearance of the city will become more different.

It's like my hometown, which has changed its name twice in more than ten years.

Liqing didn't even bother to explain the affairs, and the affairs of the store were directly thrown to Liqiu to finish. On the contrary, I handed over the accounts for a long time in a rambling manner, and it was not until Lixia was impatient to listen to me and kicked me out that I packed up and left with confidence.

Instead of using a spell to send me home, Liqing followed me to buy a train ticket and sit in the second class seat of the train.

This is the first time I have seen Liqing's ID card, which is the standard new third-generation ID card, the kind that contains fingerprint information. I don't know what the concept of fingerprint information is for demons, anyway, they are very well mixed into normal human society.

Think about it, if you don't have an ID card, I'm afraid the store won't be able to open, there are so many procedures to be done, and the industrial and commercial registration can't be done. Thinking that these must have been taken care of by Liqiu, and thinking that these big demons who were once famous in the demon world actually took the trouble to toss these trivial things among ordinary people, I somehow felt a little amused.

It's good that Liqing is here, otherwise I would have thought more cranky.

"Sister Liqing, I'm actually a little uneasy." In the small talk, I told her truthfully, "This is the first time I have visited the grave, and no one can tell me what it should be, what to do, and what to avoid." I don't know if a person like me will mess everything up. ”

"Huh?" Hu Liqing held her cheeks and looked at me with a slightly puzzled gaze.

She wore a black velvet cheongsam skirt, which wrapped her graceful figure just right, but the wonderful curves were looming, because she also wore a small trench coat over it, which looked mature and charming.

No matter how "old" she actually is, the Liqing I know will always look like a twenty-five or sixteen-year-old young mature woman, like a plump peach.

The two of us sit next to each other, and we look like siblings, right?

No, she's much better looking than me.

"Why worry about this?" She held her cheeks and looked at me.