Shan Peng, who only ate two sandwiches a day, was already hungry with his chest sticking to his back, and Shan Peng and Sakura, who returned to the big city, began to eat a lot of food.

From hot noodles to delicious duck neck, from stewed lotus root soup with pork ribs to three fresh bean skins, almost all the classic snacks of the entire food street have been eaten.

The two of them just in time for a fishing boat to come back, and it took only half an hour for the largest and most vivid Wuchang fish to leave the water and be carried to the fire.

Sakura, who was flushed with a red face, didn't care about her last appearance and began to eat.

The two people, who were well fed and drunk, bought some dolls under the neon lights, and it was not until half past ten that the two of them got on the last bus back to the cherry blossom courtyard.

Shan Peng, who was sitting on the bus seat, took a deep breath and ate himself.

A light rain as thin as a needle fell, and the colorful neon lights emitted a trickling rain.

Sakura's skirt was stained with muddy water, but she held a notebook tightly in her arms.

"You've been writing and drawing since this morning, can you show me." Shan Peng stretched out his hand, hoping to get the notebook out of Sakura's hand.

"It doesn't matter if you're doing so well this year." When Sakura stretched out her hand to hand over the notebook, she suddenly hesitated and immediately retracted.

"Tomorrow, let's meet under that cherry blossom tree tomorrow, it's a little bit of expectation for you." Sakura said with a smug face.

Shan Peng nodded, and the bus stopped safely on the platform.

The wind from the car blew the cherry blossoms to the ground, and the two stood side by side on the edge of the fork in the road, looking at the bright cherry blossom courtyard close at hand, but Shan Peng didn't have the slightest intention of being moved.

Sakura held the notebook while Shan Peng clutched a large string of dolls.

"The Central Weather Bureau reported that it is expected that in the early hours of tomorrow morning, there will be heavy rain in the central region, and some areas will usher in a cold wave, which will also be the strongest cold air since the first half of this year."

As soon as he entered the door, Shan Peng saw Sima Yue who was packing up his things, and April also heard the weather forecast on the radio station, Shan Peng was just a little strange, why did the weather forecast that is usually broadcast on time at seven o'clock be extended to the present today?

"You two are going home?" Shan Peng asked.

Sima Yue skillfully stuffed his coat into the suitcase and said, "Yes, tomorrow will be Monday, and we self-employed people really don't have much to eat if the business is not open." You're not leaving? ”

Shan Peng said with a smile: "Don't leave first, wait for two more days, anyway, I haven't had time to buy a ticket yet." ”

"This is my business card, if you need anything in the future, you can come here directly to me." Sima Yue suddenly took out a business card in his pocket.

Shan Peng, who took the business card, didn't know why, but for the sake of politeness, Shan Peng finally took the business card, and just when Shan Peng was about to return to the room, he heard Sima Yue say in a solemn tone: "The weather forecast says that there may be a cold wave tomorrow, and the weather is a little cold, so pay more attention to your body." ”

Shan Peng just sighed and went straight upstairs, and after a while, April asked worriedly: "Sister, you deliberately rebroadcast the weather forecast, and now tell him again, are you afraid that he will be sad." ”

"I don't know, we have done everything we can, and the rest depends on his creation." Sima Yue also said depressedly.

What Shan Peng really didn't expect was that the cherry blossoms that were still in full bloom yesterday would all wither overnight, leaving only bare branches.

It's not just the cherry blossoms that are also withering, but also the heart of Shan Peng.

From early morning to midday, from early spring to midwinter, from university to graduation, every time the cherry blossoms are in full bloom, there is always a man waiting in a daze in the cherry blossom courtyard.

Even when the tourist attraction is about to organize the cherry blossom trees collectively, Shan Peng will always jump out to stop it. Seeing Shan Peng's appearance of dying or living, the tourist attraction had no choice but to stop. Over time, the locals came to know that there was a man who died for the sake of the cherry blossom trees.

Local rumors spread about "trapped by love", "neurological", "persecution paranoia" and so on, but what I didn't expect was that this man didn't take it to heart at all.

It is not said that he is not a demon, but he suddenly has inspiration in painting, not only his personal exhibition is a big hit, but also the organizer crowned the title of cherry blossom seed, and has since become famous in China.

The most unexpected thing is that Shan Peng, who got the first money, did not return to the big city to develop, but bought the cherry blossom courtyard, and since then he has lived in a simple house, and only one painting is distributed to the public every year, and these paintings are all cherry blossoms without exception.

Only people who are close to Shan Peng know that Shan Peng has always had an unfinished painting, and he carries it with him, which is an oil painting of a girl standing under a cherry blossom tree, and the only fly in the ointment is that the girl's face seems to be missing.

In 2024.

"Mr. Shan, hello, I am the front desk of the hotel, and a lady named Sima Yue put a package at the front desk and said that I want to give it to you by name." The sound of knocking on the door made Shan Peng's body tremble.

"Mr. Shan, have you rested? If it's not something important, I'll put it in the foreground. Just as the hotel waiter was about to leave, Shan Peng suddenly got up and shouted loudly.

"Wait a minute, wait a minute."

The door of the hotel room suddenly opened, and the hotel waiter was also taken aback: "Mr. Shan, why is there so much sweat on your forehead?" Are you okay. ”

Shan Peng kept shaking his head and said, "It's okay, it's okay, when did you get it." ”

"Just now, it was sent by a little boy." The hotel waiter replied truthfully.

"Okay, I see, you can go back first." Shan Peng said breathlessly.

Shan Peng, who sent the waiter away, hurriedly opened the package and found that there was only a plate of incense inside, and there was a note next to the incense.

"I took the business, this is dragon incense, it has a calming effect, before going to bed, everything is natural and clear, when you see me again, the transaction is over."

Longmen Road, a watch shop.

April lay on the cupboard and said very reluctantly: "Lao Ao's dragon incense, it only takes three years to produce a plate, you can pour it well, and you will send a plate as soon as you make a move, waste, waste." ”

Sima Yue said painlessly: "Let Lao Ao do it again, anyway, he has time now." Besides, Shan Peng's self-entanglement is too deep, and a little dragon incense is useless, and the wool is out of the sheep, and then I will take it back from him. ”

April snorted coldly to express her dissatisfaction with this, and Sima Yue took out two tickets in his arms and said, "Look at what this is?" ”

"What's this?"

"Tickets to Shan Peng's solo exhibition."