Liu Zhixi was wearing a pale yellow floral dress and a sunhat, standing in the Old Summer Palace, the broken walls and ruins had a special beauty of mutilation, Liu Zhixi felt like Venus with a broken arm. It's just that the Old Summer Palace has a history of humiliation and a past that was ravaged by aggression. Liu Zhixi carried her skirt and stood on the flat boat of Fuhai slenderly, the breeze brought the fragrance of flowers, and her smile was like a ray of sunshine, brightening the sky.

Legend has it that there are three sacred mountains in Fuhai, and Qin Shi Huang sent thousands of boys and girls into the sacred mountains in search of elixir in search of elixir. Liu Zhixi listened to the tour guide's explanation, but her thoughts were flying, as if she was in the misty Penglai fairyland, and she had already put aside the earthly hatred and life and death entanglements. "Why do people demand immortality? Is it true that if you find something so hard, it must be good? Liu Zhixi looked at the water, the wind stirred the fine lines, and the round whirlpools spread outward, like beautiful ripple notes.

"Zhixi, Shi Yue, my mother is so happy, with you by my side, and your father, I have always been by my side." Wenli patted the beautiful scenery and said sweetly like a little woman, Su Qian listened, gently held her hand, and his concern was unreservedly revealed from his eyes.

Liu Zhixi did not reply, she was happy at the moment, accompanied by her family, beautiful scenery, and a bright future, but she was even more painful, because all happiness was like a capital cross, reminding her of some past existence. Sometimes she even felt that Su Qian and Wenli were so selfish that they actually abandoned Su Huai and ignored them, but maybe their hearts were also sad, so they couldn't deprive Su Huai of the right to stay with his parents. Su Huai's mother couldn't take care of herself, and with Su Huai's heart and kindness, he would never allow himself to accept the sympathy and charity of others.

The Ming Tombs and the Forbidden City, Liu Zhixi did not go, she broke away from the family team, and walked the streets and alleys of Beijing alone, enjoying the scenery and tasting the food. Wangfujing's haggis soup, although it is very unpalatable to her appetite, there is a smell of rush, she still tries to drink the soup to the fullest, she still adheres to the grandmother who taught her since she was a child, every grain of grain is hard-won.

Her favorite is the Huairou chestnut sold in the first store, which is large, plump, and although it is open, it is clean and easy to peel. Liu Zhixi bought three catties, found a cold drink shop, ordered a cup of poplar nectar, sat on the seat, and peeled the chestnuts one by one. She has loved to eat chestnuts since she was a child, and in the past, every time the chestnut season came, her grandmother would buy the freshest, after washing, put on reading glasses and use sharp scissors to cut a hole in the chestnut belly, and then put water on it and steam it in a rice pot.

There are vendors selling rock sugar gourds on the side of the road, smiling and shouting, Liu Zhixi compared the price and bought a strawberry rock sugar gourd, the strawberries are a little sour, but the sweetness of the rock sugar makes up for the sourness just right, the shiny sugar crystals melt in the mouth, and the juicy strawberries are mixed with the fragrance of the fruit, sour but not astringent, sweet but not greasy. This kind of taste is like savoring life, God will always give you unexpected blows when you are soaking in the honey pot, but he will also give you sweet fruits when you are struggling.

Liu Zhixi soaked in Xidan Book Square for an afternoon and bought two large bags of books, and the books she read were very miscellaneous, including foreign best-selling novels and Chinese classical literature. She tried to learn from Su Huai to read the original English books, but she always stumbled, often lost confidence and interest, and Su Huai would always take the trouble to answer for her.

She bought the Chinese translation of "Monte Cristo", and after reading the introduction, she learned that it was written by the French writer Alexandre Dumas, and it turned out that the English translation on the market was not the original. It turns out that many of the things that concern me are very different from my own impression and imagination, just because I take it for granted and are too self-righteous. When she got out of the book building, it was a little dark, and she suddenly remembered a sentence - when the sun comes out, the world will not be bright; Night falls, and darkness does not envelop the world forever.

"Is it pretty?" Wenli stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling dressing mirror of the hotel, and asked Liu Zhixi charmingly. In the mirror, Wenli's dress is young and energetic, and even has the shame of a girl in love, a woman in her forties, her skin is maintained like a smooth egg, there are almost no wrinkles, she and Liu Zhixi go shopping together, and are often mistaken for sister flowers. Wearing a bohemian long dress, she set off Wenli to be taller, her slender figure was just right, her white arms supported her chin, smiled, and said to Liu Zhixi, who was stunned, "What are you thinking?" ”

Liu Zhixi blurted out without thinking, "Mom, you are so beautiful." "Really?" Although Wenli said a question, he couldn't hide the affirmation and pride in his tone, "Zhixi, you are also very beautiful, you have inherited my genes." "Mom, I want to ask you a question", Liu Zhixi was a little stumbling. What's wrong? "Wen Li spun around in front of the mirror, still intoxicated by his extraordinary beauty." So, that, Dad, what kind of person is it? ”

On Wenli's face, an expression appeared that Liu Zhixi couldn't read, it seemed to be sad, but there was no portrayal of sadness between the eyebrows, it seemed to be nostalgia, but there was no nostalgic memory in his eyes, it seemed to be joy, but there was no joyful smile at the corner of his mouth. They looked at each other, looking at each other's narrowed pupils, Wenli hugged Liu Zhixi, and called her previous name again, "Wanchen, you are the best gift he gave me", although her voice was steady and gentle, but it could not hide the careful trembling.

"Zhixi, if you meet a boy you like in college, your mother has no objection to you falling in love. Falling in love is a compulsory course in life, it teaches you to grow", Wenli whispered to Liu Zhixi. Liu Zhixi sighed deeply and did not make a sound. "Su Huai likes you, don't you feel it? Silly girl. "Wenli is both joking and serious." Mom, what's the point of you talking about this now? Liu Zhixi interrupted her, turned around and walked into the bathroom, the shower room in the bathroom, the hot water was falling loudly, but Liu Zhixi felt that it was not hot no matter how she washed it.

"Zhixi, don't wear this set", Wen Li looked at the strap skirt hanging in the closet, and there was an order not to be disobeyed in his tone. It was Liu Zhixi's favorite dress, which her grandmother and she bought at the wholesale market in the summer of her junior high school graduation. The white lining is a little yellow, and the chiffon skirt looks still new, although Liu Zhixi has grown slightly taller, but because she bought it one size larger at the time, she doesn't feel overstretched to wear it now, but she is full of student flavor.

Wen Li picked out a short black lace skirt for her, the skirt was inlaid with diamonds, shiny, and she could be quickly recognized by standing in the crowd. Liu Zhixi looked at herself in the mirror, the black fabric made her fairer, but she was slightly thin and couldn't support the aura needed for this dress, and what made her uncomfortable was that the neckline was a V-shaped low neck, she looked at herself in the mirror, and was so cramped that she was a little girl who had never seen the world. Liu Zhixi still changed into a new skirt, and in Wenli's dissatisfaction, she insisted on wearing Nike's T-shirt and Jesse Wu's denim skirt, which was simple and elegant.

While dining in the restaurant, the waiter brought a beautiful ice cream cake with a layer of mouth-watering fruit on the cake, and Liu Zhixi remembered that today was Shi Yue's birthday. The flickering candlelight reflected his young face, and his eyes reflected the light, full of happiness and anticipation. Wen Li and Su Qian celebrated their son's adulthood, looked at Shi Yue with satisfaction, took out a card bag from his purse, and handed it to Shi Yue, "This is the credit card we got for you, you can buy some for yourself if you like it, and the password is your birthday." ”

Shi Yue looked at them in surprise, but she didn't take the credit card, and Su Qian's hand hung in the air a little embarrassed. "No, Mom and Dad, I can have a complete home, and I am very satisfied to meet such good parents as you and go back to school." Liu Zhixi looked at the boy with a smile on his eyebrows, and couldn't help himself from missing another boy, another boy who had exchanged lives with him, at this time, whether he was still sweating and crying in the dark coal kiln, and whether there was someone beside him who sincerely blessed him.

And she only hopes that the burden of life will not destroy his faith, not crush his straight back, she only prays that fate can give him a little starlight in the darkness, can give him a trace of happy faith, can give him even a faint hope. "Make a wish!" Shi Yue closed her eyes movingly, clasped her hands together, and Liu Zhixi was also in her heart, quietly drawing a cross.