"Oh my God, do you see those streets? There are hundreds of streets alone, how do you choose a road, how can you do it! A woman, a house, a piece of land of your own, a landscape to see, a way to die, the weight of the whole world is on you, and you don't know where the end is! How heavy it is to live in that world!"

It's like the fat trumpeter relayed it to the owner of a musical instrument shop when he was selling a trumpet.

Jiang Yang relayed the story of why he didn't go ashore in 1900 when the ship was bombed at the Mid-Levels villa in the middle of the mountain.

He remembered this line very well.

is also the reason why before he met Li Qingning, the name of the chat software was 1900.

He only learned to live in school, but he was about to enter the adult world unexpectedly.

One by one, of course

Another reason is that the world has become strange since the 1900s.

The unfamiliar changes have accumulated until now, leaving Jiang Yang at a loss, so Jiang Yang naturally felt that he was 1900, and his old ticket had not been able to board the new ship in this world until he met his great demon king and let him get on the boat.

"Huh?"

Jiang Yang raised his head and looked at Li Qingning: "What's wrong with you?"

Li Qingning's eyes were a little red.

As they said this, they sat on the lounge sofa on the balcony of the villa in the middle of the mountain. Because it is halfway up the mountainside, you can see the blue sea unobstructed, you can see the speedboat on the sea crossing a bright white trace, and you can also see the shadow of the ship under the sea and sky.

It's as if 1900 was on that ship.

"It's fine."

Li Qingning beckoned, let Jiang Yang lie on her lap, touched his head lightly, lowered his head and kissed him lightly on the cheek.

"Husband."

"Huh?"

"I love price."

Jiang Yang laughed.

They quieted down, and after a while, Li Qingning hummed a melody softly.

Jiang Yang listened very well, "What kind of song is this?"

“1900?"

As soon as Li Qingning had an inspiration, he suddenly had a melody, and he didn't think about anything else.

"That's right."

Jiang Yang suddenly remembered, "You haven't said the black cat yet." ”

He saw that on the wall of the villa in the middle of the mountain, there was also a black cat artwork.

Li Qingning raised his eyebrows, "Before, I saw a sentence in a book that said that if you are often denied and ignored, try to raise a child in your heart, accompany him to do all the things he wanted to do but didn't dare to do before, give him a positive response, and encourage him to do it boldly."

She had a cat.

The cat likes to stand on a high place, looking at the ocean, and fantasize about all the fish flying one by one

As soon as he thought of this picture, Li Qingning felt happy in his heart.

"That's it?"

Jiang Yang was disappointed, he told a lot of stories, which was a bit unfair.

Then again, one by one

This should be the highest level of cloud cats.

"Now what about the cats?"

Jiang Yang asked, "Did you eat the whales in the sky?" ”

Li Qingning pinched Jiang Yang's nose, "He has become a dog now." ”

She stood up and asked Jiang Yang what he was drinking.

"Coke!"

Li Qingning brought him a can.

These were all added by the life assistant this morning, and then the father-in-law and mother-in-law also came often, so the room was very clean.

This is the house that Li Qingning bought here.

Li Qingning brought himself a glass of water, sat by the piano, wrote down the melody of inspiration just now, and Jiang Yang went to the pool to measure it. After a while, Li Qingning saw a consumption reminder on his mobile phone that Jiang Hanhan bought a model boat.

Then, he came in and asked Li Qingning, "Why don't we raise fish?"

Li Qingning pursed his lips, "Do you think the fish can grow up alive?"

Jiang Yang nodded, "That makes sense." ”

Not a single live fish survived in his house.

After Li Qingning wrote down the melody just now, she played the piano again, "Playing Love", one of the three songs she gave her mother, and it was also the one she heard when she listened to Jiang Yang's story just now.

It turns out that this song is from this story.

It's good when you're working, writing, or just want to enjoy the quiet.

Jiang Yang listened to the music, as if he saw a girl in the bright sunshine, facing the window, slowly lifting her beautiful hair, so clear, teasing the 1900 Xin Xuan who was playing the piano, and then flowing on the piano as soft as the wind blowing willow catkins, and a little empty melancholy.

I have a movie in my memory.

There is no notebook in the villa here, so Jiang Yang wrote down the remembered pictures with manuscript paper.

Just a little hungry.

It would be nice if the Great Demon King's piano could be played while spinning it for barbecue.

If music has a taste, it must be cumin.

this day.

Jiang Yang and Li Qingning stayed here.

Li Qingning plays the piano.

Jiang Yang can't remember a lot of music in the movie, or doesn't think he can remember it at all, but Li Qingning can hear it, she can play it out after listening to it once, and record it by the way, Jiang Yang listens to it, and occasionally evokes the corresponding picture.

He wrote down the script.

The two complement each other perfectly and seamlessly.

In the evening, they didn't go back, they stayed here.

Following.

When Jiang Yang was still writing, he suddenly received a video chat from Uncle Wang.

Jiang Yang opened: "Lao Wang, why do you remember that your brother is here?"

"Fuck your uncle."

Uncle Wang greeted Jiang Yang first, and then asked Jiang Yang to see where he was.

Jiang Yang looked up.

Uncle Wang's mobile phone turned around, and Jiang Yang saw them in a mountain forest, "Uncle, did your son take you out on a trip?"

"It's not."

Uncle Wang paused, he always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't remember, he said: "The day before yesterday, we received a letter from Mr. Wang's student, saying that he was not in good health, and Wang Zheng and I wanted to come and see him."

Perhaps because he was used to seeing life and death, he knew that this was a part of life, and Uncle Wang's tone was not too heavy.

They traveled for more than a day.

Yesterday morning I flew on a plane, then I took a car to the county seat, then I took a car to the town, and I found the postman, and then I set off for the mountains.

"Come, say hello to Uncle Feng."

Uncle Wang gave the camera to the postman.

The postman sent a lot of souvenirs to Jiang Yang, and he appeared in the camera, his face was full of ravines left by the years, but he smiled very well, his teeth were very white, and he beckoned to Jiang Yang: "Hello, Xiao Jiang."

"Hello, Uncle Feng."

Jiang Yang replied.

In the process of coming and going, they gradually got to know each other, but they never met, even if there was contact information on the courier.

Uncle Feng called a young man over again, "This is my son, Xiao Jue." ”

The young man named Xiao Jue beckoned, "Brother Jiang." ”

Uncle Wang: "He's younger than you, just call him Xiaojiang."

Jiang Yang also knew him.

The postman once said in a letter that he was a college student, and he was studying for the civil service or public institution at home.

Uncle Wang also introduced them to a dog.

The postman was on the mountain road, with this dog as his companion.

They exchanged a few more pleasantries, and Uncle Wang waved his hand, "Okay, don't talk about it, the signal will not be good later." ”

Jiang Yang saw that they had a lot of things, so he asked them: "There is a book "Rural Teacher", have you brought it?"

Uncle Wang reassured Jiang Yang that they brought it.

Not only did he bring it, but when he was on the plane, he and Wang Zheng had already seen it.

Jiang Yang: "This author is amazing, the writing is awesome!"

"It's shameless!"

Uncle Wang hung up directly.

"Hush."

Jiang Yang pursed his lips, it is rumored that Da Liu also opened a trumpet, he is inheriting the mantle.

Waiting for him to push a trumpet, he also went to blow "Country Teacher".