"You're only going to rest for ten minutes? The physical strength is too poor. ”

Seeing this, the glasses girl couldn't help but complain, "If you rest every ten minutes, then we won't be able to enter the village at ten o'clock in the evening." ”

"When did I say I'm going to take a break every ten minutes?"

Lin Xi took a deep breath and glanced at her, "I think I'm walking slowly, why don't you carry me?" ”

"You ......"

The glasses woman was deflated again and was blocked so speechless.

The photographer saw that fine sweat was oozing from Lin Xi's forehead, and stretched out his hand to her: "I'll help you with the backpack, so you can be lighter." ”

"Thank you," Lin Xi shook his head and didn't hand over the backpack, "Your equipment is already very heavy, I'll just pack it myself." ”

Fortunately, it hasn't rained for a few days, and the winding and rugged path in the mountains is dry, and although it is tiring, it is not difficult to walk.

After half an hour, the girl didn't seem to want to be told to hold back anymore, even if she was so tired that she was panting, she gritted her teeth and didn't hum, and she didn't say she wanted to rest.

It took a full forty minutes to finally get up the mountain, and when he reached the village, Lin Xi's legs were trembling, and he was almost unsteady on his feet.

It's getting dark, and I'm really tired.

The staff doesn't live with the hero.,The glasses girl went up the mountain and left first.。 The male staff member led the way in front and took Lin Xi and the photographer to Chen Moyu's home.

Seeing the low and dilapidated civil bungalow in front of them, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

"We're here."

Chen Moyu's parents died young, and he has been living in the village with his grandfather. Her grandfather is nearly 70 years old, and although he is still healthy, he has difficulty moving his legs and feet.

Grandpa Chen knew that the little girl in the city was going to live in his house today, so he was waiting at the door of the house early.

Seeing Lin Xi, a kind smile appeared on his face that had been through the vicissitudes of time: "This is Miss Xiao Cheng, right?" What a beautiful kid. ”

The girl obviously rarely spoke to an old man of this age, and her expression was obviously a little cramped, and she paused before whispering: "...... Hello grandpa. ”

"What a good boy, really polite," Grandpa Chen nodded again and again, turning sideways, "Come in, you're tired of walking all the way." ”

As soon as the photographer entered the room, he began to install various photographic equipment inside and outside the house, and after Grandpa Chen waited for him to leave, he led Lin Xi into the house and into a room.

It is the room where Chen Moyu lives.

A very small room, not even as big as a bathroom in her Cheng family's bedroom.

Yellowed old newspapers were plastered around the walls and on the ceiling, and an old three-bladed fan hung from the ceiling.

There are only a few kinds of furniture, a wooden bed of 1.5 meters, a set of somewhat shabby tables and chairs, and a small vertical cabinet with a mirror.

The bed was covered with the kind of large-flowered sheets and quilt covers printed with cheesy peonies that only exist in period dramas, which had faded after washing too many times, and the edge of the bed was still ground up with fine fluff.

Although the whole room was very simple, it could be seen that Chen Moyu had carefully cleaned up before leaving.

The room was clean and smellless, and the bed was tidy.

Lin Xi lowered his head and sniffed, the sheets, quilts, pillowcases were all faint smell of laundry detergent, and they should have just been changed after washing.

Lin Xi had climbed the mountain for so long, his legs were sore and swollen, and he threw away his backpack and prepared to lie on the bed for a while.

When I lifted the quilt, I found a letter in the quilt.

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