Travelers travel from south to north and have no home.

The young man in Tsing Yi walked in the dense forest, he had a young pangolin on his shoulder, the rain slid down from the leaf veins, the young man spread out his robe to cover the lawn under his feet, and the short buds in clusters did not know what was tangled, shaking his head, but his face was full of tears.

It was dark, water seeped from the ground, and large swaths of land were so wet that they were soft feet. Everything here seems to be a sign of a shallow truth: it is not suitable for walking.

The boy shifted the pangolin from his shoulder and placed it on his chest, but the hat was not large enough to cover it completely. Looking at the place that had been watered by continuous rain for months, he raised his head and looked carefully, his gaze through the heavy dark clouds, and resting on the perfect sun outside the sky.

After a few trips back and forth, Xingyuan also understood something, the rain in the Silent Forest had nothing to do with the ban, even if it was a sunny day, there were dark clouds wandering here repeatedly, alternating with bursts of rain, as if they were cursed, and they would never see the light. Walking around here a few times, the scenery has remained unchanged for several months, recalling the direction in his mind The young man in Tsing Yi stopped, looked around, and did not see the traces left by the years.

Xing Yuan pondered, took notes in his mind, and walked forward dozens of steps. The smell of rain here is a little stronger, hiding the freshness of the branches, but there is no rancid smell.

It's coming.

The young man in Tsing Yi knew in his heart that within a few minutes, the ground under his feet began to thicken, and a pair of rough straw sandals on his feet were soaked brown by the rain, and the rain was squeezed out with each step, leaving a broken shoe print on the ground.

I finally got it right.

A shy smile appeared on Xing Yuan's little face, as if he was a little embarrassed. There are faults in the space of the Silent Forest, each section of the mountain forest is not the same, except for the usual familiarity, each mountain has its own temperament, your head is verdant, his head is a piece of frost and snow, my head will be bare, large rocks piled up.

Looking at the plain and thin dark clouds, the young man breathed a sigh of relief, found a piece of ink stone, swept the grass and wood ashes on it, Shi Shiran sat down, observed the rain on the opposite side of the node, and took the idea of appreciating the rain, and then slowly dispelled this absurd idea.

When thinking about it, the young man in Tsing Yi kept moving his hands, rubbing the flint and steel to create a slight spark, igniting the flammable velvet, resistantly raising a fire, warming his hands and feet, taking out a large piece of burning wood, using it to wrap around his side, smoked it, and waited until the clothes were dried and his body was comfortable before he picked up the pangolin again and continued to move forward.

Beginning and heading north from the cave, the whole forest of silence is divided into five parts, except for the nodes used for isolation, and the five springs that flow through the five peaks are clearly distinguished, and the obvious difference between them is the taste of the spring water, which is sweet and sour.

Thinking of this five-flavor spring water boy, he couldn't help laughing, laughing and laughing, the pangolin in his arms seemed to be a nightmare, and suddenly struggled to get up from his arms, looked at him angrily, slapped his paws a few times, and his body was a little illusory, lying down resentfully on Xing Yuan's back, and finding a comfortable position to fall asleep slowly.

Angry again......

The young man in Tsing Yi smiled embarrassedly, but he didn't dare to make any more big moves, for fear of evoking bad memories of it.

In the past, in order to determine the direction and prevent getting lost, he would look at the nodes of each forest in advance, but his eyes could not see anything unusual every time, and only when he stepped forward for dozens of steps would he suddenly realize that it was already somewhere else, so in order to avoid this kind of thing, he would let the pangolin taste the flowing water on his side.

After tasting it a few times, he didn't dare, and slept alone at night, strangely cold.

Looking at the surrounding hillside, Xing Yuan squatted down and took a sip of spring water, the sweet taste spread from his mouth, stimulating his nerves that were beaten together by the wind and rain, and the flames in his chest were also a little milder at this time, and the pale red flames swaggered and burned everywhere, seeping out a gorgeous scene.

Here it is, it's its home.

The boy stood up embarrassedly, a blush on his cheeks.

Although the snow in the winter mountains has a crisp, mild sweetness, the smell here is undoubtedly a little stronger than elsewhere, probably because it washes the honey jars with spring water, and in this precipitation over the years, the spring water slides through it and is also stained with the sweetness of the honey water.

However, you can drink it at the foot of the mountain, so does it change the place where honey is hidden?

The young man in Tsing Yi looked up at the frost and snow on the top of the mountain, and secretly guessed, recalling the residence of Shougui.

Its home rests on a flat field, and in the center of the area is a tall banyan tree with ten people in thick and thick branches, and it is a pity that it is dead.

When he talked about this incident, Shougui had a sad face, kneeling on the root of the tree and crying, but the corners of his mouth showed an "upright" smile of "it doesn't take much effort", so that Xing Yuan next to him didn't know what expression to make, and put his hand on Shougui's shoulder, not knowing how to comfort him.

Don't laugh too soon?

Xing Yuan touched his nose, a little shy, squatted down and teased the pangolin on the side, and after receiving a few "spiral beatings" on his hands, he didn't dare to be presumptuous anymore, and sat honestly.

After performing for a long time, Shougui began to converge, and seemed to understand the embarrassment of the teenager, and it explained it squarely, saying that he would laugh when he cried, and he would laugh recklessly when he laughed, so he didn't have to be surprised.

After saying this, it could not help it, and rolled on the ground, laughing with great presumptuousness, and the words were as absurd as honey saying that they were all male. Laughing and laughing, it fell into a pit, not big or small, just chiseled out according to its shape.

Holding the pangolin and walking up the river, the sky was a little darker, and the young man in Tsing Yi quickened his pace, but he couldn't help but think of the first time he and Shougui met.

It was a surprise to see it, at first he had always thought that there were no animals in the Silent Forest, but after suddenly seeing it, Xing Yuan's mind was full of thoughts.

What does it look like a bear?

Learn to bark a dog?

Learn to bark a bear?

Thinking about it, there was a shout from the other side.

"Ahhh!!h

It's been a long time since I've seen anyone, and Shougui is very enthusiastic about him, and the huge bear paws slap his shoulder, like a pile, and he looks like he won't let him stop from half of the ground.

Although they are not familiar at first sight, but a person and a bear have a great degree of tolerance for each other, a topic is dry and the next is changed, and the topic is all dry for an afternoon, a person and a bear fight on the grass, and then they give each other a thumbs up with a blue nose and swollen face, hug and say a good brother and then walk in the jungle with their shoulders around their shoulders.

Disturbed by this matter, Xing Yuan forgot what he was here for, and Shougui also forgot where his home was, and tasted the sour, bitter and salty after walking for a long time, and returned home like a thief at night.

That night, Shougui took a torch and pulled the young man in Tsing Yi over to introduce him to his house, which was a huge space dug out with his claws that could fit hundreds of jars of honey. Thinking of that beautiful scene, Shougui felt a little hot inside, and sure enough, most of the space was used to hide honey, and it, it slept outside the hollow of the tree.

Remembering his dream of owning a house, Shougui scratched his buttocks, dug a hole next to the tree hole and buried himself, with a snarle on the corner of his mouth, as if he was dreaming of his future home.

Remembering the longing look on the young man when Shougui told the story, the tone of its introduction to the tree hole was very fanatical, dancing and telling each design step, the whole cave was introduced by it to be warm in winter and cool in summer, comfortable and peaceful, spiritual power gathered, sheltered from the wind and rain, and in a blink of an eye, there was a huge pit next to the tree, obvious brown bear shape.

It was built a house and just forgot to stuff itself into it.

Recalling Shougui's humble appearance, Xing Yuan felt a little pity for it, but when he thought of the light steps of the other party when he stole the honey, the skillful technique, and the laughter that made him cross his waist, he felt a little pity for the bees.

Met such a fool.

This fool still likes to eat honey.

However, when watching the bees prick it was happier than snatching back the honey, the young man in Tsing Yi fell into deep thought.

Maybe that's the mutual benefit.

Shougui, who was full of bags that day, hugged the honey and smiled stupidly, and on the way back, Xingyuan couldn't help but ask Shougui about its relationship with the nest of bees. At that time, it didn't even think about it, and blurted out: husband and wife.

The other party is responsible for living, and it is responsible for raising.

After saying that, it skillfully poured the honey into the jar and sealed it, then picked up a porcelain jar next to it and deftly opened it, scooped out a large piece with a bear's paw, licked it off little by little with his tongue, and sealed it again after the aftertaste.

Recalling the smell of honey that he smelled beside Shougui, the young man in Tsing Yi couldn't help but drink three more sips of sweet spring before he got up in obsession and walked to the top of the mountain.

Resentment.

It's okay for Shougui in other aspects, but in the honey part, he has endless resentment.

I eat it in front of me every time, and after eating, I talk at length, from taste to benefit, and then put it away.

Put it away......

Do you eat it in front of me just to tell me it's delicious?

Xing Yuan really wants to fight it and tell him who the boss is!

Well, it is.

recalled cutting his wrists and letting blood, inserting incense to worship, and the young man in Tsing Yi, who was very skilled in words and rules, gritted his teeth secretly. This leather bear probably can't help himself, thinking that he is young and ignorant to give himself this set of words, right?

How many bees have you been with?

Recalling the sentence "Happiness and hardship", Shougui licked his lips, he realized, squatted down and drank a few sips of spring water.

It's not that sweet anymore.

Look at the resentment of the young man in the sky, he was washing the jar just now?

Seeing that you are coming, you desperately wash the jar?

Xing Yuan felt that he couldn't see himself as a defender, so he came to the cliff, looked at the white wave waterfall and stopped, thinking about where to go up.

There are many roads to the top of the mountain, go around the mountain road, step on the trees, and swim against the current. and climbing cliffs.

Turning his gaze to the cliff face, many of the plants and trees on it were broken, or crushed to the point of bowing their heads, large rocks were broken apart, and birds, beasts, fish and insects were extinct.

The road is straight and the fastest way to the top of the mountain, which was originally surrounded by thorns, making it difficult to get off and full of dangers. But one summer, Shougui rolled over and rolled down from the top of the mountain,......

Later, it became what it was looking like.

Bald. It's been ruined. It became riotous.

Looking at the potholes that were pressed out of the buttocks, the young man felt a little distressed about this cliff, bald, bald, leaving a stain, and he couldn't see people for the rest of his life;

Thinking about it, Xing Yuan recalled Shougui's description of this place.

Originally, it didn't see it as a thing, and it couldn't tell the beauty or ugliness when it stayed at the top of the mountain, but I don't know why its ass couldn't sit still, and it wanted to sit on the edge of the cliff every dusk.

Originally, it didn't think it was anything, but suddenly it leaned over and looked at it......

It cares, and it's a bear with a face. Since then, it has begun to scratch its head, scratch its ass and think, and when it is bored, it will grope around the cliff wall, and after coming and going, it will feel that there is a commemorative meaning here, so it will come down every month to tidy up, and sometimes it will roll down if it is tired. But since it rolled crooked once, it didn't dare to try again, it can roll anywhere, the bee house is the bottom line, and rolling into the water is a shame!

I don't know why I can't roll into the water, but its ass tells it that it can't have a second time!

Originally, the matter of this cliff was revealed, but the death penalty Yuan came here, and in order to show the friendship of the landlord, he gave this bear road some new meaning, such as hanging him up, tying him around his waist and throwing him down......

Although it looks dangerous, Shougui found that Xing Yuan accidentally fell and couldn't die, and slowly began to get interested, and occasionally when it was fine, it would go down a fart, leaving a rope or a few nails for reinforcement and preventing accidents, now there is no need to go up and down the mountain Shougui manually, if Xing Yuan wants, he can also go up and down automatically.

Well, there is no ambiguity.

Looking at the sky, the young man was a little worried, it stands to reason that he should walk the cliff in terms of time and weather, but he was afraid that as soon as he went up, he would see Shougui twisting his ass in front of him and washing the jar. The young man in Tsing Yi was scared when he thought of that scene, shook his head and stepped onto the winding mountain road.

The so-called mountain road is actually more unbearable than the cliff, and the latter has Shougui and Xingyuan to clean it up, and this mountain road is simply barren and overgrown, and there are no rules for horizontal and vertical roads, and it is extremely free.

The young man stepped into the air and looked at the slowly falling golden wheel in the sky.

The weather in the Silent Forest was already bad, and without the sun, it would be even more presumptuous, and at this time, the dark clouds above the young man in Tsing Yi had begun to change from brown-black to purple-black.

It's time for rain.

The dark cloud had been held for most of the afternoon, and it would take a long time to get up and wait for it to fade.

The boy's pace quickened, reaching the top of the mountain before the embers of dusk were extinguished.

The five mountains of the Silent Forest are all very distinctive, Winter Mountain is a peak with snow only on the top, there is no foreshadowing, there is no gradient, after the node is snow, and a step back is the jungle.

Looking at the snow-white young man in green clothes wrapped in a robe, not to mention anything else, crossing the line between the top of the mountain and the mountainside, the wind alone was a little colder, blowing from snowflakes to ice, he couldn't help but shiver, a little unbearable.

He wanted to ask Shougui countless times, why did it make its home, no, why did it hide its honey in the banyan tree on the top of the mountain, what was it that its thin-skinned bear was nostalgic for in this bitter cold snow?

Rubbing his hands, the young man let out a breath of white air, and in a hazy place, he vaguely saw that at the end of the road, a big white bear was sitting honestly and generously in the snow, with its action of eating the snow peacefully and its fleshy body, it couldn't help but make people feel a little pity.

But the young man in Tsing Yi knows that things are not so simple.

After taking a few steps forward, Xing Yuan took a closer look. The snow that Shougui ate was very peculiar, it was originally pure white, but it turned yellow as it licked and licked. As if sensing the arrival of the young man in Tsing Yi, Shougui opened one eye and closed one eye, grabbed his left palm in the snow and sprinkled it on his right palm, and the yellow turned white again. Licking the right finger of the guard in a loop, it retracted a circle, and then it unhurriedly dipped its palm into the snow, and the honey fragrance came out, it quickly lowered its head and licked it frantically a few times, and then sprinkled a handful of condiments, snow.

The young man in Tsing Yi sat across from it and watched it eat snow, keeping a gentle smile on his face.

Dead Fat ......

You wait for me......

Don't give me food?

Don't even want to keep the honey in your tree hole!

The young man thought hatefully, Shougui seemed to feel the resentment, his hands and feet were a little flustered, and he dug out the honey jar buried in the snow, "Oh, little brother, you are really here, brother, I am drying honey!

"Haven't you eaten yet?"

"Eh, what nonsense, you didn't see it, you didn't see it!" Shougui swaggered up, hid the honey jar, bent down and grabbed a handful of snow, rubbed his hands together and licked it in his mouth, as if reminiscing about the sweet taste.

Xing Yuan watched coldly and was indifferent.

He really wants to touch where his conscience is, doesn't it really hurt?

As if he knew the purpose of Xing Yuan's coming, Shougui pretended to be deep, "Little brother, you ass......"

"It's the head. ”

"Oooh. You're pretty good-looking, you're so handsome. ”

"It's endless! It's your head! You touch your head, you touch it—that's your ass!" the young man in Tsing Yi grabbed the snow and threw it on Shougui's face, his face pale.

"I'm so big, I can't tell the difference between my head and my ass. I will be ashamed of the return. For my face, you ask them, ask them to help them if there is something, who doesn't give feedback. ”

"Yes. The refusal was outright. And make you move your ass farther away. ”

"That's the face!"

"Your face is an ass!" the young man in Tsing Yi was annoyed, Shougui who ate honey was like drinking fake wine, there was nothing to talk about.

Xing Yuan took out the bandage and wrapped it around his arm a few times, and one person and one bear watched the silent night in the heavy snow.

"Dude. ”

"Say—"

"I know what you're looking for me today. But you see, my brother is a little bit of a top ...... today."

The ......young man was silent, and sat beside Shougui, and said to himself:

"You asked my brother a lot of things, but most of my brother didn't reply to you. Look at the sky today, you and my brother, talk about it. ”

"Talk, don't get so close to me with your ass!"

"Tsk! I've said it a few times! You don't understand! This is the head! The head touches the head, this is called brain wave communication! You don't understand, brother, I'll explain it to you......" Shougui put his hand on Xingyuan's shoulder, with the scent of honey in his mouth, the pangolin smelled and climbed on its shoulder, hugged its neck and fell asleep.

glanced at the pangolin Shougui and didn't say anything, and argued loudly with the young man beside him about some of the things that were not there.

The most talkative thing in the whole silent forest is about Shougui, one or two honey and two mouthfuls of clear springs, and I saw Shougui talking to himself at the foot of the Winter Mountain.

At that time, he didn't hear too clearly, probably what:

"I'll wait for you to come back. ”

"Five years of spring and autumn and seven wine, ten years of big dreams to wake up the cold winter. ”

It's not much better now, a pair of huge bear paws are slapping silently on the snow, listening to the interlude, Xing Yuan feels that it is sung to himself, it is performed for himself.

It's not drunk, it wants to get drunk, but it can't.

The boy grabbed a handful of snow and savored it, and Shougui put his arm around his shoulders and said a lot of dream things it wanted to tell him.

Seeing that the two of them were drunk, they looked at each other and smiled, sober and a little embarrassed.

"Dude...... Sleep first. Shougui grinned, stretched out his hand and slapped Xing Yuan's buttocks, "Hiccup, you little brain, you're so smart." ”

"......" The corner of the young man in Tsing Yi twitched at the corner of his mouth, he couldn't help but beat it, and fell asleep wrapped in snow in his clothes.

Shougui closed its eyes, and it knew that Xingyuan understood.

The bear that gives the name to the home, in the snowy winter.

It, no one waits.

Because, it's time to sleep.

At the beginning of the next day, Shougui sat on the edge of the cliff, Xing Yuan, dressed in green clothes, and gradually drifted away from the snowy peak, and finally disappeared into the depths of its gaze.

However, unlike when he came, when he walked, his waist was very straight.