Pack up your things and prepare to leave, if you don't hurry up and find something, then you will really lose.

"Wait, young man, I'll go with you."

The old man stood up, picked up the small wooden box on the table, and handed it in the direction of analysis.

"This is something someone asked me to give you."

Puzzled, he took it and opened the lid on it.

The contents of the box appeared in front of him.

A small note that reads:

"Congratulations, the challenge was successful."

Below is a group photo of Zhang's class, a black hourglass, and a gift:

Even if you break a string, you still have to play, that's life.

This handwriting analysis is recognized by the handwriting of his own Chinese teacher.

So......

Raised his eyes to look at the old man on the side, with an inquiring look in his beautiful eyes.

"Are young people so good now? Hello boy! I'm the grandfather of the offshore wind. This is what your teacher gave you. ”

Cloudy eyes with a little kind smile.

But I somehow felt like I had been deceived.

This is what they call the "thing" they are looking for, so did he do it all at once without knowing it?

It's good!

"Hello from Grandpa! My name is Yan Liangxi, and I am a classmate from the offshore wind. ”

still maintains the appearance of a teenager with an excellent tutor, and this appearance should be very pleasing.

In the eyes of the old man, the young man has a very handsome and delicate face, but what is more eye-catching is the elegant and noble temperament revealed from the bones of the whole body, as well as the outstanding etiquette and conversation.

I have seen the attack of the boy playing chess, and the old man knows that the boy will not be as simple as it seems, but he hides it well, and there is almost no doubt about it.

"Grandpa has something for you, too."

He stood there and looked at him generously.

The old man is also a bold person, and he makes no secret of his love for teenagers.

As he spoke, he picked up a jar from the table and handed it in the direction of analysis.

It is not clear why the old man has so much kindness to himself.

As far as he knows, leaving home is also a famous red family, as the ruler of the red family, he should not be highly vigilant against people he doesn't know, and he shouldn't trust a person so easily! How can you be so ...... to yourself?

But Xi Yin Xian is still unclear about the deceptive nature of his appearance to others.

He took the old man's hand, and it was the white chess piece he had just used.

"Okay, thank you grandpa."

Put away with care and full respect.

"Then let's go back to the teacher first, shall we?"

"Good. Let's go. ”

The old man who has read countless people really likes it.

The two of them have already embarked on the return journey, and the others are not so smooth.

"Uncle, I really didn't know there was another person exactly like you!"

"No, you know, I ......"

"But I ......"

There was a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes standing in front of Muzi, and Muzi had no choice, how could he meet a person, and he asked you to find someone who was exactly like him.

There is no such possibility, how can there be exactly the same person in this world.

She didn't plan to leave, but she didn't let her go at all.

"Uncle, there is really no one in this world who is exactly like you. There is no such possibility! ”

"Then he may not be human!"

"What?"

"There are people who look exactly like me, little girl, you accompany me to find it, I'll be happy to find it, and you will be happy."

The dark words aroused Muzi's curiosity.

"Then I'll accompany you to find it! May I? ”

……

Throughout the summer of that year, I wandered like a sparrow flying wildly, in the countryside full of knowledge and sunshine. I like to drink the bitter tea of the peasants, whose tea buckets are placed under the trees on the ridges, and I have no qualms about picking up the tea bowls full of tea dirt and scooping the water, filling my own kettles, talking nonsense with the men working in the fields, and walking away to the snickering laughter of the girls.

——Yu Hua "Alive"