The distant clouds are grounded, and the first line descends to the world. After coming to Jiangnan for a few days without seeing a drop of rain, Guan Qi almost wondered if the Jiangnan in his imagination was just a fake scenery written by poets and writers.

[You are really my mother: have you arrived in Suzhou? I listen to Xiao Gong, you don't want him to follow. Also, you can't always trouble people. When I was a child, Xiao Gong was a little more than a year older than you and took care of you. 】

[You are really my own mother: I see that it is raining in Suzhou, and I think you seem to have brought a disposable raincoat. Remember to put it on. In addition, I checked, you can go to Guanqian Street to find something to eat, don't always go to KFC McDonald's is not good for your health. 】

[You are really my own mother: I advise you not to drink the milk tea taken by those Internet celebrities on the Internet, you haven't bought popsicles specially used for photos before, and in the end, isn't it your father who picked up the leftovers? ] Otherwise, it's all wasted in the trash [angry]]

Just looking at the inappropriate expressions, Guan Qi knew that most of his mother's text bombardment was voice-to-text input.

When people are older, their eyes will always be bad, and Guan Mu has actually been trying to integrate into the habit of children who are used to typing and rarely listen to voices.

"Guanqian Street, Guanqian Street ......" There was only 2% of the battery left on the mobile phone, Guan Qi knew that he was in a hurry, and rushed to the convenience store not far away, taking advantage of the last 60 seconds of the mobile phone to pass the disc, and successfully renewed his life.

"Look at the front street!" With the phone charged, Guan Qi leisurely took a taxi, "Is it time to start dinner now......?"

The sound of silk and bamboo came from nowhere, Guan Qi looked at the shops on Wangyan Street, and could not find the source at all. The music that comes and goes is not compatible with the prosperity of the surroundings, but it is a bit dusty.

Guan Qi was in a hurry, and he came to Suzhou on a temporary basis, and he didn't make any plans in advance, so that he could even pronounce the word 'guan' in front of the street.

The light rain and the summer are cool, and the smoke is strange. Guan Qi didn't have any special plans on the left and right, he only saw that this grass and trees were a different scenery.

[You are really my own mother: by the way, didn't I take you to Suzhou when I was a child? The incense fan at home, that is, you broke it upside down and folded it, and that one was bought in Suzhou, I don't know if you still remember? 】

[You are really my own mother: don't buy it for me again, otherwise it will be the same as back then, and you will cry with me when things are broken. 】

Guan Qi wanted to say that he was no longer a child. But it's really because of my mother's words that evoke the memory of my childhood - that fragrant fan, just about ten yuan, on it is the beautiful meaning of Xinglin Chunyan, which is the most special among more than a dozen fans.

At that time, my mother said that the incense powder on the fan was sprinkled, or it would be astigmatism after a while, and told me not to open and close all the time. But what kind of character is Guan Qi?

'Know what you can't do'! If this is put on Guan Qi's temporary intention, it only took half a semester to successfully pass the art examination, which is indeed a rare quality. It's just that it's disobedient.,It's just that the elegance is turned into autumn leaves.,I can't put it together anymore......

The rain was not heavy, Guan Qi generously ripped off his raincoat and wandered in the rain, and he didn't have the consciousness that he was alone and had no one to take care of him.

The muddy water and the old smell are suddenly mixed with a bit of rosin-like fragrance and a bit of honey and sweetness. It's like the incense fan, but it's a little more wooden, and Guan Qi's eyes light up.

The clear sky and drizzle, the green bricks and greasy water, Guan Qi carefully missed the small water naturally formed in the low places, followed the incense letter, and was not afraid of a trap ahead......