When the moon shines on the river, the boat is less than half the way, and the whole silver boat, like a dolphin passing through the darkness, tears through the layers of mist and goes to its destination.

It was getting late, and everyone had returned to the cabin to prepare for dinner, Wen Xian stood alone against the mast on the bow of the ship, letting the wind blow on the river mess his hair, and all his carry-on luggage was placed at his feet. The light on the bow of the boat was dim, and he looked along the vast river, and could not see anything but water and water, so he simply closed his eyes and didn't think about anything, and listened carefully to the sound of the river rolling up and lapping, as if he were in the sea, as if the waves that rolled up in the next second would swallow his whole body.

He finally understood what it was like to be a drop in the ocean.

"Hey, brother, why are you blowing the wind alone so late? "The conductor has noticed Wen Xian for a long time during the day, probably because he didn't say a word as soon as he got on the boat, so people think that he would jump off at any time if he couldn't think of it, out of humanitarianism, he should be persuaded anyway.

Wen Xian's purity was suddenly interrupted, and he opened his eyes a little disappointed, he didn't seem to know who it was, after all, as a ticket seller and tour guide, he didn't stop talking along the way, "What, your ship stipulates that you can't blow the wind alone?"

"Not really. The conductor was a young man who looked to be in his twenties, and he nimbly climbed over the guardrail inside and walked towards Wen Xian, "But if you jump, I'll be out of luck." ”

Wen Xian didn't think his joke was funny at all, smiled perfunctorily, leaned over and grabbed the luggage on the ground, and was about to go back to the cabin, without wanting to continue talking to him.

The boy chased after him, stretched out his right hand to block Wen Xian's way, and insisted on shaking hands with him to make friends, "Hey, why are you so indifferent, my name is Shen Xingheng, what is your name?"

"What did you say your name was?" Wen Xian was originally not interested in his identity at all, but after the boy said his name, he was eager to verify whether this Shen Xingheng and Shen Bijun's cousin Shen Xingheng were the same person.

"My name is Shen Xingheng, the star that flashes and shines. The boy smiled and put his hat upside down on his head, revealing his forehead, "And what is your name?"

"Wen Xian. ”

"Are you Wen Xian?" Shen Xingheng's eyes suddenly lit up, as if he had found a treasure, and his hands immediately held Wen Xian's hand tightly, "You are the writer, can I take a photo with you, my sister liked you when she was in high school." ”

"Your sister...... What's it called?" Wen Xian let Shen Xingheng drag his hand and didn't resist, his mind was not on this at all.

Shen Xingheng was a little at a loss to take out his mobile phone to take pictures, and groped through all the pockets of his coat before remembering that the mobile phone had fallen into the cabin to be charged.

"My sister's name is Shen Bijun, and Sijun doesn't see the gentleman of Xiayuzhou. Shen Xingheng's introduction of the name is always so unique, he smiled and picked his head, "Can you wait for me to go to the cabin to get my phone?"

Wen Xian was silent, frowning and shaking his head to reject him.

"Can't you?" Shen Xingheng cautiously tested, "I just want to give my sister a sneer, so that she will be envious and jealous, and she will not use your portrait rights indiscriminately." ”

"I've had something happen recently, and it may not be convenient to take pictures, so I'll invite you to dinner when I get to the island. Wen Xian was a little weak-hearted, how afraid he was at this moment that Shen Xingheng would call Shen Bijun with a phone call, so wouldn't all his hard work be in vain?

He just took his luggage back to his room in silence, locked the door tightly, and never came out again at night.

Why else does everyone love to sigh that this world is so small?

The journey in the second half of the night was calm, until dawn, everyone landed on the island safely, as a half tour guide, Shen Xingheng was busy as soon as he got off the boat, and he couldn't even see anyone, Wen Xian didn't book the same hotel with their tour group, but as soon as he opened the door, he found a note and a business card left by Shen Xingheng at his door.

"At this time, the hotel on the island is very difficult to book, and the address on the business card is a tavern owned by a friend, absolutely conscience. ”

Wen Xian only read it once to remember the address, he stuffed his business card into his pocket, and got off the boat last with his luggage.

Nanlu Island is indeed the best tourist attraction in the local area, it is obviously an area, only separated by a river, it is very warm, Wen Xian's feet on the soft shiny white sand, making a creaking sound. The sun rose in the morning and was warm and smoky, and he could smell a fragrance through the dense pine forest.

"Hello, do you want to rent a car?"

Wen Xian thought that he could find a place by memorizing the words on his business card, but it didn't seem to be so easy, he walked through several alleys in a row and only found a stall to rent bicycles, and he wandered for a while before he remembered that he didn't know how to ride a bicycle at all......

"I want to inquire about how to get around this place?" Wen Xian still decided to hand over his business card and ask.

The little girl at the car rental booth covered her mouth shyly and smiled, looking at Wen Xian while looking at the business card.

Later, the little girl's eyes simply didn't take her eyes off him, and kept staring at him, "You walk through the coconut grove, go to the place with the blue stop sign over there, go straight for about two hundred meters and turn right, you can see a convenience store with a green gate, just bypass the convenience store." ”

"Oh...... Okay, thanks. Wen Xian nodded, took back the business card and continued to carry his luggage.

"Eh, do you want me to take you there......, gentleman," the little girl shyly offered to lead the way.

"No need. He refused so decisively.

"Can people take a fancy to you, don't be ugly, get to work!" the little girl's father came out of the hut and threw a rag to wake up the girl's fantasy in time.

Wen Xian was very calm, after all, what girl didn't have a spring?

"Hey, why did you arrive so late?" From afar, Shen Xingheng stood in the open-air tavern and waved his little red flag at Wen Xian, who was late.

Wen Xian wasn't very surprised why he was here, usually being a tour guide would always bring a business to his acquaintances or something, he guessed it from the beginning, not to mention that he had other relationships with Shen Xingheng, and there was nothing wrong with taking care of this hairy boy's business.

"Come on, come on, welcome Wen Da writer to Nanlu Island!" Wen Xian entered the tavern, and before he could go to see his room, he was pulled to the rooftop by Shen Xingheng, who was full of alcohol, by his shoulders and to drink.

Shen Xingheng is a self-acquaintance, and he can drink with anyone, which is beyond Wen Xian's expectations, he originally thought that this younger brother should be mature and steady, just like the eldest lady who has not been out of the cabinet, dignified and self-controlled, and will not still be a teenager like this.

Wen Xian sat on the side of the coconut tree, took a small sip of a cup of Teqira handed by Shen Xingheng, he looked at this enthusiastic young man who kept drinking, and couldn't help frowning.

"Aren't you married, and no one cares about you when you drink so much?" This was the conversation between Aunt Huifen and Shen Bijun before, and he remembered it all.

"That's all lying to my mother. Shen Xingheng was probably a little drunk, his cheeks were slightly red, and he didn't notice anything wrong with what Wen Xian said.

Wen Xian understood, nodded slowly, and then asked, "Then why did you lie to your family?"

Shen Xingheng also took the farthest wine from him, and poured Wen Xian a full glass by the way, "Why?"

He burped and smiled with satisfaction, "If I don't find a girl to come home and cheat on my mother, how can she let me come out to work, she will definitely trap me at home." ”

"Then are you going to keep it a secret?" Wen Xian moved slightly, and a full glass of wine would spill out, sticking to his hands, he simply put down the wine glass, just a little hungry, so he picked up a golden baked biscuit on the table and ate it.

Shen Xingheng, who was beside him, didn't reply, and when Wen Xian came to see him after eating the small plate of biscuits, he found that he was asleep......

"I know that I have a bad amount of alcohol, but I still drink so much every day!"

Just when Wen Xian was about to carry him back to the room, a girl who looked about the same age as Shen Xingheng came out of the attic wearing work clothes and wearing an apron, walked straight to Shen Xingheng's side, took out a square towel and wiped his face, and kept muttering in his mouth......

These actions are too habitual, Wen Xian can see them at a glance, and he also judges that they should be very familiar friends.

"This young lady ......"

"It's okay to call me Jiang Qi, but the drinker leaves his name. The girl interrupted Wen Xian directly, and seemed nervous about his polite address to her.

However, her introduction to the name is exactly the same as Shen Xingheng's.

"Good...... Shall we send Shen Xingheng back to the room?" he was asking Jiang Qi's permission.

It's just that Jiang Qi shook his head, looked at him and exhaled flatly, "No need, let him be here, otherwise it will be noisy again when he wakes up." ”

According to Wen Xian, this girl named Jiang Qi has a temperament like a light chrysanthemum, like a pool of clear water, very elegant and thorough. Seeing her deal with it so calmly, it means that you don't need to pay attention to Shen Xingheng.

"Where is the room he left for me. Wen Xian showed the business card that Shen Xingheng gave before, "My name is Wen Xian, and I met on the cruise ship." ”

"Oh~ You are Wen Xian, come with me. Jiang Qi put down the handkerchief in his hand, wiped his hand on the apron repeatedly, and took Wen Xian to see the room.

Shen Xingheng specially left this room looks good, the whole is simple and textured Nordic style, as soon as you enter the door is a spacious living room, and then you can see a soft European-style bed, and a very clean and bright bathroom. Living here, open the pale green tulle curtains, and then push open a goose-yellow wooden window, you can see a white river, sniff hard, and you can smell the sweetness of the river water brought by the oncoming wind.

"Tell me anything. Jiang Qi arranged for Wen Xian and went out by himself.

At this time, he just wanted to sleep, and it would be better if he woke up and even Shen Bijun was by his side......

"Hey, don't be depressed all day, okay?" Since Wen Xian left, Meng Lianxi couldn't wait to accompany Shen Bijun twenty-four hours a day, she was worried that she would always be too fragile to withstand the pain of losing Wen Xian.

Shen Bijun just lowered his head seriously and peeled the apple, no different from usual, "How can I have it, I had a good night's sleep yesterday." ”

"Are you lying to the ghost?" Meng Lianxi didn't believe her nonsense, she stared at Shen Bijun suspiciously on the sofa for a long time, and she really couldn't find where she was unhappy, "You must be holding it in your heart, who doesn't know you, why don't I take you out to play, my mother took their wife group to Nanlu Island to play last time, and came back and said that it's good there, it's just the little Maldives, let's go together, just relax as a pastime, okay?"

Shen Bijun finally finished peeling the apple, took the fruit knife and gnawed it herself, and she also vetoed Meng Lianxi's proposal.

"I'm not going, you can go by yourself. She thought that if she left and missed Wen Xian in vain, she didn't want to go anywhere.

This is also known as superficial seeking.

"Do you know how difficult it is to buy a ticket to Nanlu Island, I can use my relationship to buy it for you, accompany me to play, I rarely have time......"

Meng Lianxi still chose to grind Shen Bijun unremittingly, and she used all the eighteen kinds of martial arts that threatened to be coquettish, and even knocked out the impulsive idea of taking away this kind of impulse that was not conducive to world peace, but after all, it did not melt Shen Bijun's resolute heart......

"By the way, there's something I forgot to tell you. Shen Bijun still had a mouthful of apples in her mouth, and she was a little uneasy to speak, but fortunately Meng Lianxi could understand, so she continued, "I was idle yesterday afternoon, so I asked your secretary to make an appointment to meet with an emotional therapist today in her name...... I promised her that she would say good things for her in front of you......"

These are a bit complicated, and Meng Lianxi can't clearly understand the relationship between them, so he sat up from the sofa in confusion, "Why do you need to book in the name of Fiona?"

"You'll know it all if you go with me today. Shen Bijun thought that since Wen Xian had avoided her now, it was time for her to deal with her own affairs, and deal with those feelings that had expired.