The boat is not big, you can go to all the attractions one by one, Zhang Hall, Shen Hall spent a morning to finish, at noon after the pig's trotter dinner, Teacher Yuan announced the free activity.

"If you are interested in Chen Yifei's paintings, you can go to Yifei's house." Teacher Yuan looked at the watch in his hand: "It's two o'clock now...... Before two o'clock, we meet at the parking lot at five o'clock, half past five, okay? Remember, when I go back, I want to write an essay for the school newspaper, don't patronize and play. ”

"Eight Ancient Scenes of Zhouzhuang, Quanfu Xiaozhong, Finger Return to Spring, Bowl Pavilion Sunset, Xianjiang Fishing Singing, Autumn Moon in Nanhu, Sail in Rapid Water, Snow in Dongzhuang......" Zhou Yao took the tourist map and talked with people at the dinner table: "In fact, except for the autumn moon in Nanhu Lake, everything else has changed." ”

"Then, let's go to Nanhu Qiuyue for a walk?" Yu Luying proposed.

"That's what I mean, too." Zhou Yao said.

Seven or eight of them went to visit the Nanhu Lake and what month together, although he did not refuse Xiao Yao to go with him, but he thought that those girls were judging their own tastes in private, and he felt that he insisted on going with him.

Since no one else invited him to accompany him, Xiao Yao wandered aimlessly around the ancient town alone after lunch.

As the saying goes, it's better to see the scenery than to listen to the scenery, and Zhouzhuang is such a place where meeting is not as famous as being famous. Xiao Yao's long-cherished Wenqing check-in resort turned out to be such a market full of Yiwu small commodities, full of traces of man-made ancient towns, and everywhere he went, he was a little disappointed.

"I'll just say it's boring, do you have to take me along, it's uncomfortable to sleep with me at home?" Shen Jie replied to him on the QQ on her mobile phone.

"The reason it's boring is mainly because there's no you. Didn't you learn to draw? Could have taken you to see the House of Flying Ease. Xiao Yao laboriously typed with the hard keys of the nine-square grid.

"Ask the silly girl to accompany you." Shen Jie's words were followed by a seemingly cute, but unclear expression.

"She doesn't learn to paint, and besides, she was abducted by Zhou Yao's long face."

"Where's the turn? You go along, don't get lost alone. ”

"They went to Nanhu Qiuyue, and there were no boys, so I didn't want to go."

"And where are you going? If you have a good view, remember to take a picture of me. ”

"I'm at Shuangqiao, I'll take a few pictures of you."

Xiao Yao boarded the Shide Bridge, raised his mobile phone and began to look for the beautiful scenery.

MMS, send, O up.

The twin bridges are located in the center of Zhouzhuang, referring to the two bridges of Shide and Yong'an, built in the Ming Dynasty, the two bridges are connected, much like the ancient key, also known as the key bridge.

The Key Bridge is not a key but is better than a key, and is famous for the oil painting "Memories of Hometown" by the American painter Chen Yifei.

Xiao Yao stood on the top of the stone arch bridge, holding the bridge railing with both hands, looking at the blue water, the green trees, and the boat lady swinging the canopy boat towards herself, sparkling in the microwave...... Swing out of his hesitant state of mind.

Then, a faint aroma wafted in, and a person in the reflection came behind Xiao Yao, the smell of citrus and lilies.

You don't have to look back to know who it is.

"I seem to see time pass here wordlessly, how many people have walked over the double bridges, how many ships have passed under the double bridges, and how many joys, sorrows and sorrows have happened here?" The girl's voice said solemnly.

Xiao Yao turned around, leaned his back against the railing of the bridge, comfortably propped his elbows on it, and replied: "How many people are willing to incarnate this stone bridge, to be blown by the wind for five hundred years, exposed to the sun for five hundred years, and rained for five hundred years, just to witness her joys, sorrows, sorrows, and sorrows, only to ask her boat to pass under the bridge, and only to ask her feet to walk over themselves?" ”

"Then how many five hundred years does it take to practice this stone bridge to stay with her for the rest of her life?" The girl gently caressed the railing of the stone bridge, but the person looked into Xiao Yao's eyes inquiringly, blinked playfully, and suddenly asked, "Is it too late for the sun helium flash?" ”

Then, neither of them held back and laughed.

"I didn't expect you to have a wide range of knowledge." Xiao Yao said with a smile.

"That's," Zhao Xiaomei snorted proudly: "What Xiaomei says is also a good thing for the Literary Society." ”

Members of the Literature Club whose attendance rate is less than 3%.

"You don't want to say that you met me here, do you?" Xiao Yao narrowed his eyes and looked at the blue sky.

"Of course not, I followed me all the way from where I ate." Zhao Xiaomei replied honestly.

"Are you a stalker?" Xiao Yao's tone was teasing, not hostile.

"Who's the stalker?" Zhao Xiaomei pursed her mouth: "The kind of stalker is a kind of stalker, and they are all good at stalking and not showing up." ”

Xiao Yao snorted from his nose.

"Xiaomei just heard an old man over there say that lovers who walk hand in hand from the twin bridges will have long-term happiness." Zhao Xiaomei also followed Xiao Yao's example, with her back against the bridge railing, her elbows propped up, and the two fawns under the pink T-shirt rose and fell slightly with her breathing.

"It's a shame I didn't bring my girlfriend here." Xiao Yao said casually.

"Xiaomei saw you holding Yu Luying's hand in the car," Zhao Xiaomei smiled: "Is it really a pity that your girlfriend didn't come?" ”

Xiao Yao was a little weak when he heard this, and laughed dryly.

"Come on, Xiao Yao." Zhao Xiaomei generously stretched out her hand to Xiao Yao.

"What are you doing?"

"Hand in hand." Zhao Xiaomei said with a look of reason.

"What are you doing holding hands?"

"Let's walk across the bridge together - what about long-term happiness, try and don't need money?" Zhao Xiaomei shook her palm again.

"We're not lovers." Xiao Yao reminded her.

"Good friends also have a long friendship." Zhao Xiaomei is right.

"Ah......" Xiao Yao let out a long sigh: "You really give me a headache." ”

"What's wrong?" Zhao Xiaomei pursed her mouth and asked pitifully.

Xiao Yao wanted to educate her that stalking would only bother the other party, and her lips moved a few times, but she couldn't say anything.

Because he felt that he had no position to say this.

Once upon a time, in the first half semester of high school, I also pursued Yu Luying in this way, and when I was in junior high school, I followed the girl to "send her home" after school.

Is it called a stalker only if you follow from afar? Xiao Yao was also skeptical.

At that time, I was also very stupid, and I felt very aggrieved that I took out my heart like this and showed it to you, why are you still not moved, why can't you be good to me.

It wasn't until he met Zhao Xiaomei that Xiao Yao began to empathize a little bit, and those girls felt at that time.

But he also has greater empathy for Zhao Xiaomei - Mo said that she is a very cute girl, even if a person like Zhou Yao pesters him like this, it is difficult for him to draw a line with a rough attitude.

Meanwhile.

The autumn moon on the South Lake is not far away.

The innocent classmate Zhou Yao sneezed seven or eight times in a row.

"What's wrong?" Yu Luying intimately handed a tissue to her tablemate: "Is it cold?" ”

Zhou Yao was about to speak, but Yu Luying's mobile phone rang.

"Hey, what's wrong?"

……

"No, I'm not with him, I'm with my classmates."

……

Two flowers bloomed, one for each branch, and Xiao Yao was still concentrating on dealing with the problem at hand. He was quietly pulling his arm out of Zhao Xiaomei's hand holding him: "It's okay to be friends, it's okay to walk across these bridges with you, just hold hands and hold hands, it's not appropriate." ”

"Is Xiao Yao afraid of being seen by the people who came with you?" Zhao Xiaomei tilted her head and asked him.

"If people can't see it, God can still see it," Xiao Yao stretched out his hand and pointed to the sky: "I don't want to be sorry for my girlfriend." ”

Zhao Xiaomei was in awe: "Xiaomei really didn't mistake Xiao Yao, she is a responsible and responsible man." ”

Xiao Yao puffed up his chest.

"I just don't know if Xiao Yao doesn't want to be sorry, which girlfriend is it?" Zhao Xiaomei asked innocently.

"Mostly the one at home." Xiao Yao told her.

"Oh!" Zhao Xiaomei nodded vigorously.

"Ahh You're tricking me! Xiao Yao reacted: "I'm just a girlfriend?" ”

Zhao Xiaomei couldn't straighten up with a smile, Xiao Yao was stunned for a while, and laughed with her.

-- Dividing line --

Xiao Yao and Zhao Xiaomei walked side by side, chatting as they walked.

"Xiao Yao, you say, if there is really a day when the end comes, will mankind unite to save the world?"

"Yes, although it may come at a great cost, I believe that humanity will eventually unite in the face of difficulties."

"Then why can't Xiaomei unite with Xiao Yao? Is the price paid by Xiaomei not enough? Zhao Xiaomei put her hands behind her back, and leaned slightly towards Xiao Yao.

"There's actually a story about the stone bridge." Xiao Yao stepped aside half a step.

"Really? I want to listen, is it a good ending? ”

"After practicing for 1,500 years, Ishibashi finally ushered in the footsteps of his lover, and then God asked him, do you want to stay with your lover for the rest of your life? Then you need to continue to practice. ”

"Ishibashi will continue to practice, right? 1500 years have persevered. ”

Ishibashi replied, "I want to, but I don't have to."

"Huh? So give up? What was 1,500 years before that? ”

The god was also a little surprised, but Ishibashi asked the god: Has my lover's current lover suffered the same as me? God nodded silently. Ishibashi smiled, and it told God that he could do it, but not anymore. ”

"Is this the end of it? Is this a good ending? ”

"It's not over yet. Ishidashi noticed that the god had let out a sigh of relief when he heard him say that. ”

"Does God have troubles too?" Zhao Xiaomei asked curiously.

"That's good, there is a person who can wait for you for 1,000 years less, and he has been practicing for 2,000 years to see you." A smile bloomed on Xiao Yao's face.

Zhao Xiaomei stopped and looked at Xiao Yao's face thoughtfully.

He felt that Zhao Xiaomei had stars in his eyes.

This is something he has never seen in the eyes of others.

After a long time, Zhao Xiaomei also laughed, and she announced loudly: "Shiqiao can let the gods clone themselves, one to continue to practice, and the other to meet the person who has been waiting for him for 2,000 years." ”

Xiao Yao and Zhao Xiaomei walked around Zhouzhuang for almost two hours, chatting all the way, and before they knew it, they had walked to the edge of the area where tourists were rarely visited.

Although the surrounding scenery began to become dilapidated and desolate, Xiao Yao was still very comfortable.

Sure enough, the correct way to open the food in a place like Zhouzhuang is to go shopping with a girl, and if you don't have a girlfriend to accompany you, female friends can also do it.

"Shall we also go to that South Lake Autumn Moon for a visit?" Xiao Yao proposed.

"It's too late, didn't you Teacher Yuan say that you would gather at half past five? Time is a bit tight. Zhao Xiaomei reminded him.

"Yes." Xiao Yao said, "Forget it." ”

In front of me was a fairly clear stream, with seven or eight country bears walking around in small vests and small T-shirts with fishing nets, and the water level was as deep as the chest.

"What are they doing, bathing or swimming?" Xiao Yao asked curiously.

"Let's fish." Zhao Xiaomei guessed.

Then, a dark-skinned child, who looked the oldest, held up a big fish in both hands, and excitedly shouted in a dialect that Xiao Yao couldn't understand.

"The fish here should be delicious, right?" Xiao Yao said to Zhao Xiaomei: "Pure natural and pollution-free. ”

Zhao Xiaomei's eyes fell on a leaky fishing net by the stream—the net resembled a basketball net with a bottom, followed by a long wooden pole.

She stepped forward, crouched down by the stream, and stooped down to pick up the net, revealing a small piece of flesh from her back.

Xiao Yao could even see a fat edge.

From the middle of her upper and jeans legs, a large piece of white cotton socks covered with white lace was revealed: "Do you want to try it?" ”

"Huh?"

"Huh?" Before Xiao Yao could react, Zhao Xiaomei had already stood up, holding the fishing net in her right hand, and stepped down with her left foot towards the stream.

That's it, with peace of mind, and stepped on.

Yes, I didn't take off my shoes, I didn't take off my socks, I didn't roll up my trouser legs.

The current of water instantly engulfed Zhao Xiaomei's shoes and socks, drowning directly below her knees, and Xiao Yao's body throbbed somewhere, watching her continue to move her legs and walk deeper.

Her slender legs alternated up and down on the horizontal plane, making a splash and making a rattling sound.

There is a clear dividing line between the top part of the aqua blue jeans where it is still dry, and the part underneath that is dark and reflective because it is soaked.

"Xiaomei, your shoes will be soaked, right?" Xiao Yao ran to the stream: "You don't want your shoes?" ”

Zhao Xiaomei didn't seem to hear Xiao Yao shouting at her at all, just with those children, she waved the fishing net in her hand vigorously.

……

"Brother Xiao Yao, look!" The girl with slightly curly maroon short hair excitedly lifted a big fish that Xiao Yao couldn't name with both hands, the tail of the fish was still fanning desperately, and some water splashed on the girl's face, so that Xiao Yao couldn't tell whether the shiny on her forehead was a bead of sweat or a splash.

The sunset in the west slanted the warm, dim sunlight on the water and the girl's excited face, which made Xiao Yao feel that this scene was like an oil painting.

Yes, yes, just like Chen Yifei's, "Memories of Hometown".

"What's wrong? What are you stunned about? When Zhao Xiaomei came ashore, Xiao Yao subconsciously reached out and hugged her, and Zhao Xiaomei took advantage of the situation to lean on his chest, but soon stood up straight.

"You're sick, aren't these shoes cheap?" Xiao Yao took the fish that was still alive in her hand and complained distressedly.

"It doesn't matter," Zhao Xiaomei said nonchalantly, "As long as Xiao Yao can taste the fish he wants to eat, Xiaomei will be very happy." ”

Zhao Xiaomei held Xiao Yao's shoulder with one hand, took off one side of her shoe with the other, and poured water on the ground from the inside. The soaked lace clinged limply to her round ankles, and a few cute little toes were still writhing mischievously in the soaked white socks.

Her sleeves were also half wet, with a distinct dividing line in the middle of her thighs, and the lower part was dark and shiny, clinging to her legs and feet with her socks, and some tangled folds.

Zhao Xiaomei poured out the water in one shoe, threw the shoe to the ground, groped with her feet to put it on, and then took off the other one, and did the same.

Xiao Yao looked at the bare foot standing on the ground, and the bubbling water seeped out of his trousers and socks, and soon formed a pool of stagnant water near the top of his feet.

Zhao Xiaomei suddenly bent her little foot 45 degrees to the outside: "What's the matter, Brother Xiao Yao?" ”

Xiao Yao didn't ask her why "Xiao Yao" became "Brother Xiao Yao" again, but just shook his head and said, "Thank you, Xiaomei, I'm very moved." ”

Unexpectedly, Zhao Xiaomei didn't continue to tease him as before, or took the opportunity to come over - she didn't even speak, just silently lowered her head, and then put on her wet shoes.

"Let's go." Zhao Xiaomei said to Xiao Yao, who was stunned holding the fish, and took the lead in the front.

Although the water was poured, Zhao Xiaomei's shoes still made a "puff" sound as she walked, leaving a series of continuous footprints in front of Xiao Yao's eyes.

After walking about a hundred meters, seeing that Xiao Yao did not follow, she turned around and called, "Brother Xiao Yao? ”

When I looked closely, it turned out that Xiao Yao was standing in place answering the phone.

"What are you holding in your hand, you can't pull a few sticky, and you keep pumping my wrists, it hurts." The girl on the other end of the line asked.

"Oh, a fish." Xiao Yao told her.

"It's scary!"

"What's so scary about fish?" Xiao Yao was puzzled.

“……”

"What's wrong, Yingying? Hey, is the phone disconnected? Xiao Yao said.

Yu Luying did not correct his new name for her: "My mother wants to see you, now." ”

"Huh? Shall I go back then? ”

"No, she's in Zhouzhuang."

"Huh?" The fish in Xiao Yao's hand fell to the ground and jumped three feet high.

(End of chapter)