"Li Shi, have you seen enough?" Suddenly, behind Zhao Ji, a thick, deep, and magnetic baritone sounded.

"I'd like to see it again, and you'll wait for me a little longer, okay?" A woman replied slowly.

The woman's voice, like the chirping of a yellow warbler, was gentle, melodious, beautiful, and intoxicating.

Zhao Ji hurriedly turned around to see who they were.

A handsome young man, dressed in a wide and comfortable light yellow dress with a good texture, holding a slender girl in his right hand.

The girl wore a fashionable purple woven straw hat with a brim that covered the upper part of her face, but the straight bridge of her nose was clearly visible from the side.

Zhao Ji concluded that she was a young and beautiful woman.

"Are you a boy chasing the wind?"

That young and handsome man, Zhao Ji saw his photo in the circle of friends, and it seemed to be the netizen he was looking for, but he wasn't sure, so he couldn't help but rush out and asked happily.

"Yes, I'm a wind-chasing boy. Are you a dashing uncle? ”

The wind-chasing boy is the screen name of the young man, and the dashing uncle is Zhao Ji's screen name.

"I'm a dashing uncle." Zhao Ji replied.

"But you're not very old, why did you have such a screen name?"

"Hehe, let's play!"

The boy was speechless......

Zhao Ji smiled and said, "I haven't been able to get through to your phone, and you haven't replied to your messages." Didn't think of ...... Meet at this location. ”

"This is a mountainous area, the signal is very poor, sometimes we just can't get through the phone, we thought you couldn't find us, but we didn't expect to meet you." The young man interrupted Zhao Ji's words.

After a pause, he said, "What does it matter?" Wouldn't it be better? I think chance encounters are the best, and this kind of fate is the best gift from God to us. Let me introduce myself, my name is Li Heng. ”

Li Heng then pointed to the beautiful woman next to him and introduced: "This is my ......" hesitated for a moment, thought for a while, and then said: "This is my sister." Her name is Li Shi, what about you? ”

"My name is Zhao Ji."

The two men shook each other's hands, and gradually began to talk.

Zhao Ji inquired that Li Heng was also like him, and he went out to travel for relaxation.

It turned out that a week ago, Li Heng and Li Shi drove to this minority tribe. Seeing the beautiful scenery and pleasant climate here, I stayed here, found a homestay, and stayed.

……

Zhao Ji is 26 years old this year and has just divorced his ex-wife. Because he has no children, his property is half each, and he will leave when he says so. Such a flash made the friends feel sudden.

Because I got rid of the constraints of marriage, time and wealth are free, I want to travel.

He doesn't come out to travel to increase knowledge, as we usually say, but he just wants to go out and relax.

Zhao Ji is in the prime of life, young and vigorous, inexhaustible energy, inexhaustible money, no need to worry about anything, carefree, do whatever he wants.

All in all, everything is going well except for marriage.

At that time, Zhao Ji thought that life was not difficult, but comfortable.

Zhao Ji went out to travel, although he didn't have any plan or purpose, but he felt that he was too lonely and lonely, so he wanted to find a partner to accompany him.

So, in the hiking group on the social platform, a message was posted: "Ask for a self-driving travel companion." ”

Unexpectedly, Li Heng, who was in the group, replied: "I'm traveling in Tongzhou now." There is a minority tribe here in Tongzhou, and the scenery is too beautiful. I've been staying here for several days. If you want to come, I can wait for you here. ”

Li Heng also sent a positioning.

The two then added friends to each other.

Zhao Ji happily went forward and sent a message: "Okay, you wait for me!" ”

So, Zhao Ji drove. When he arrived at the designated place, he saw that the scenery here was really good, and it was a favorite place, so Zhao Ji wanted to stay and play.

In addition to enjoying the scenery, Zhao Ji also wants to make friends.

Zhao Ji came out to play, and he hated watching the mess of places of interest and man-made tourist attractions.

He doesn't like to travel with a group, and when he sees those cunning male or female guides who can speak well, looking at the tired tourists of different ages on the bus, he always lobbied with rhetoric.

The tour guide squeezed the tourists' money from it, and Zhao Ji felt hated and disgusted.

He likes to travel by car, but he doesn't want to be alone.

He wants to see new faces and make some new friends. For example, all kinds of characters can make Zhao Ji feel interested in vain.

In the past, when Zhao Ji visited those famous landscapes, when he saw those strange scenic spots, other tourists screamed like crazy, but he didn't do that, but treated them indifferently.

For example, the Li River is a basin of mountains and rivers, and it has been in the world for thousands of years. Crystal clear, turquoise turquoise color. At night, the river is brightly lit.

For example, the mountains and rivers of Jiuzhaigou, the green mountains are by the water, the water passes through the mountains, and the trees are near the waterfront. The mountain lakes are like jewels set in the mountains......

The impact of these gifts of nature on Zhao Ji is of course not nothing, but that he doesn't care.

Zhao Ji doesn't like the so-called beauty of nature, the strange mountains, hanging rocks and waterfalls, the nature imposed on him, and the life of "sleeping in the car and taking pictures when you get out of the car".

However, when Zhao Ji came out to play, he liked to see people and saw the faces of different people.

Those words, those manners, those laughter - these are what Zhao Ji is interested in anytime and anywhere, and this is what he cares about.

Zhao Ji mixed in with strangers, and always felt very relaxed and happy.

Where others want to go, Zhao Ji is happy to go; When others chatter, Zhao Ji also chattered happily, and at the same time liked to observe how others chattered.

likes to observe others carefully, so that Zhao Ji gets ...... Unexpected gains, even though he is not a writer or a painter...... He didn't need that inspiration to create.

But Zhao Ji always had the slightest curiosity, not even observing strangers—he studied them with a joyful, insatiable curiosity.

See! This again pulled the topic away from the topic.

……

Zhao Ji remembered his short marriage.

He and his ex-wife are in a flash marriage.

Living in that small town with a leisurely and slow life, blowing the river breeze together, basking in the sun together, walking the lakeside path together, tasting snacks together, visiting shops together, hoping to grow old with your ex-wife together.

However, it backfired. Love is as sweet as sugar, I never felt it at all. However, a year after marriage, the sweet period of love has passed, that is, oil, salt, chai, rice, sauce, vinegar and tea, in these dull days, married life is also as bland as boiled water, light and tasteless.

Beautiful ex-wife, where can she endure such a lonely and dull day? Her cheating hurt Zhao Ji's heart.

The ex-wife is tall, Danfeng eyes, extremely beautiful, and very smart and capable. Working in a foreign-funded company, she is with everyone, showing off her amorousness.

At first, his ex-wife still had some scruples about Zhao Ji, but later she became more and more disagreeable. The junior who openly became the boss of the company ruthlessly divorced Zhao Ji, brutally killing Zhao Ji's feelings.

To be honest, Zhao Ji had already prepared in his heart, so the trauma in his heart was not very deep.

Despite this, although I was prepared, there was a period of immersion in endless sadness and loneliness. However, in Zhao Ji's opinion, this is nothing, what can young people not worry about?

So, Zhao Ji decided to go on a trip.

Drive hundreds of kilometers to this minority tribe.

It's actually a pretty town.

Zhao Ji loves this pleasant and inhabitable town nestled at the foot of the mountain between two towering mountains.

Love its crumbling walls, crumbling towers, and criss-crossed root trees.

Love its arched bridge over the clear stream that flows into the river.

And the main thing is to like its mellow morom.

In the town, there are beautiful and pure girls dressed in national costumes, groups of them, in groups, calling for friends, wandering along the narrow streets.

Of course, there are also photographing, filming, and live streaming......

When they meet outsiders, they greet them with a pleasant voice.

Even when the moon rose from behind the spires of the old houses, and the gravel of the pavement was clearly visible in the quiet moonlight, some of them had not yet left.

Zhao Jiai walked aimlessly in this quiet town.

The moon seems to be gazing affectionately at the town from the deep sky.

The town also felt this affectionate gaze, standing sensitively and serenely, bathed in the moonlight, bathed in the light of this tranquil and at the same time quietly stirring the hearts of people.

On the towering bell tower, the round clock shone with a pale white golden light. When you get to the point, you just knock on the spot.

On the black river, there was also a flickering golden light. In the small windows under the roofs of different shapes, the lights were bright and dark, some of them stingily shimmering, and some of them flashed generously.

Silky vines of some plants mysteriously peeked out of the cracks in the irregular stone wall.

In a triangular clearing in the square, in the shadows near an old dry well, something might be an unknown bird flying past.

Suddenly, the listless shouts of the patrolling night watchmen were heard. In the distance, a docile dog barked quietly in the night.

The breeze is so kind to the cheeks, and the laurel flowers are so pleasantly fragrant, that the chest can't help but breathe deeper and deeper.

Zhao Ji walked to watch the small river that ran through the town, and sat on the stone bench under the lonely rhubarb tree for several hours, thinking of his ex-wife with some nervousness.

Through the open-air searchlight, I saw a white statue next to it, like a graceful dancer, dancing to an invisible melody. The statue's eyes were very similar to those of his ex-wife, and they seemed to be looking at him.

This made Zhao Ji very uncomfortable.

He sat on the white stone bench, looking at the river, the sky, and the distance.

In front of him, a few naughty children, who had been dragged to shore by the fisherman, were turning over and playing on a shuttle board.

There were a few small boats rocking the river, rocked by the boatmen, slightly puffing out their sails. Two rows of green waves, rolling on either side of the boat, undulating and clattering.

Suddenly, Zhao Ji's ears floated with the sound of beautiful music.

Zhao Ji listened attentively.

There was a passionate music—the sound of the violin, staccato and staccato; Wind instruments, hearty and beautiful, faintly audible; Percussion instruments, lively and lively, drums bursting, surging pride.

"What's going on over there?" Zhao Ji asked.

Next to him sat an old man, about sixty years old, smoking a leaf cigarette in his mouth. He was wearing a white cotton tracksuit and a pair of white sneakers, and he looked like a retired old cadre.

"Well, this one!" The old cadre slowly spit out a puff of smoke rings and replied to Zhao Ji: "It's an art festival there!" ”

"I'm going to see this festival." Zhao Ji thought, "I just happened to feel the charm of the art festival in this different place, and maybe I could find the netizen who agreed." ”

Zhao Ji didn't drive because he wasn't familiar with the road conditions and couldn't find a place. But the taxi driver is a jack of all trades, they must know, so they took a taxi and went.

Maybe not everyone knows what the festival is all about.

It's a special kind of grand banquet.

The parties are all artists from a place or a group, and of course many audiences.

Almost all the people who attend the festival, whether they are actors or spectators, wear festive costumes that they are reluctant to wear on weekdays.

Those slim women, dressed in tight-fitting robes with golden patterns, wrapped in thin and attractive figures, showed off their feminine beauty.

Those tough and powerful men, dressed in robes that wrapped around their chests, carved into the navy blue clothes, were covered with dazzling and intricate geometric grids.

This kind of grand event of artists usually sets up a large light stage with a stage background, on which the name of the festival, the organizer and the organizer are printed.

Under the auspices of a handsome guy and a beautiful woman, they take turns to perform on stage. After the performance, the audience can perform on stage as they please. In this way, the audience and the artists did not want to disperse, and even stayed up all night having fun, drinking, singing, playing the piano, and dancing to the music......

In this square garden facing the street, it is this popular folk art festival that is held.

Colorful flags fluttered above the stage, and under a few small pruned banyan trees, artists who were not on stage sat at small long tables.

Under a table, lies a fierce dog. The dog had a big mouth, a wide chest, and short legs.

In an ivy-coiled pavilion next to the stage, the musicians sit and play very hard, occasionally refreshing themselves by drinking beer from home and abroad, with or without brand.

The street in front of the low fence of the garden was surrounded by quite a few people. They are some tourists who come here to see the excitement, or there are also some locals who see the strangeness. They don't want to miss the rare opportunity to see those artists perform.

Zhao Ji blended in with the lively crowd and happily admired the strange and familiar faces of the artists.

I saw them on stage concentrating on their performances, some singing, acrobatics, cross talk, sketches, and reciting poetry...... Hug and call casually after getting off the stage. Almost all of them were young people, their innocent writhing postures, their warm and hot eyes, and their laughter that was vigorous for no reason.

It's the most beautiful laugh in the world.

This group of young artists, vibrant, young and energetic, interprets all this joyful passion.

This kind of uplifting mental strength - no matter where you are willing to run, just keep moving forward and forward, without thinking about backwards.

This kind of leisure, full of warmth and kindness, is moving and encouraging Zhao Ji's interest.

"Where's that netizen? Why didn't you see him? ”

Suddenly, Zhao Ji found netizen Li Heng in the crowd.

They got to know each other, and the scene at the beginning of the article took place.

……

To be honest, Zhao Ji doesn't like to meet netizens.

Because it is difficult for netizens to confirm their true identity. The personal information provided by the other party may not match the truth, or even be a false identity.

This may lead to the inability to confirm the true intentions and objectives of the other party, increasing the risk of being deceived.

So when meeting with netizens, you may encounter some security issues, such as encountering scams, robberies, etc.

Despite this, Zhao Ji has met several netizens in the past.

From the way netizens walk, the style of clothes, and mainly from the expressions on their faces, Zhao Ji can even recognize those netizens from a distance.

Whether it is a male netizen or a female netizen.

Some netizens look smug and look down on people, often with a commanding demeanor. Suddenly, the expression changed to a cautious and timid expression......

Some netizens suddenly became engrossed in vigilance, and their eyes looked around uneasily......

"Oh my God! I'm not saying the wrong thing, they're not laughing at me, are they?"

This hurried gaze seems to say so......

After a while, he regained his arrogant facial expression, alternating with a dull and panicked demeanor.

Yes, Zhao Ji always avoids all kinds of netizens with evil intentions. But for netizen Li Heng, he had a different attitude, which immediately made Zhao Ji like him.

Zhao Ji realized that there were some unexpectedly joyful and unforgettable faces: anyone, men, women, and children, would like to see them, as if those faces could make you feel warm and comfortable or caressed with love.

Li Heng just has such a kind and touching, warm and kind, and cute face, with a pair of soft eyes, warm eyes that look directly at you, and a soft curl like a teddy ponzi dog.

When he speaks, you don't even have to pay full attention to his big manly and attractive face, but you can feel from the bottom of your heart that he is smiling slightly at you with his lips on his lips purely from the soft magnetic baritone he talks to.

The girl who was called Li Heng's sister, at first glance, Zhao Ji felt that her appearance was cute, and there was an impulse in her heart.

Her diligent black round and delicate girl's cheeks, her small and delicate nose, her almost childlike eyebrows and her big black eyes that sparkle brightly, have an extraordinary temperament that is particularly different from other women.

Zhao Ji guessed that this girl named Li Shi may still be young, maybe not yet twenty years old, because although her body is beautiful, she doesn't seem to be fully mature.

Of course, it can be seen that Li Shi's appearance and demeanor are not at all like her brother Li Heng, the difference is extremely large, and she may not be Li Heng's sister.

"Would you like to sit with us for a while?" Li Heng said to Zhao Ji, "It seems that we have seen enough of the artist's performance. Li Shi, what do you think, let's go back? ”

Li Shi nodded affirmatively.

"We stayed at this B&B." Li Heng continued, "The terrain is a little higher, and it is a separate courtyard. It's still quite a good environment, so please go and check it out. The beautiful proprietress had promised to make us hot and sour noodles. ”

Of course Zhao Ji is willing.

So, follow Li Heng and Li Shi.

The town is surrounded by ancient cobblestone walls, and even the concave cannon holes on the walls have not yet collapsed.

The three of them walked through the low city gate, walked a large road, and walked along a stone wall for about a hundred meters, stopping in front of a narrow walled gate.

Li Heng opened the door and led a very steep path up the mountain.

On the hillside steps on both sides, there are several small banyan trees.

A bright moon rose. The round moon, bright and bright, hung in the sky like a night lamp, bringing a glimmer of light to the night of this town.

The moonlight shone on the green banyan vines and tall wooden stakes, on the dry earth covered with large and small flat stones, and on the white walls of the huts.

In the light of the moon, which was as elegant as mist, a big tree rustled in the sky. The snow-white flowers blooming in the bushes reflect the soft light.

From a distance, they saw the homestay hut where Li Heng lived, obliquely covered with black beams and four bright small windows, standing on the top of the hill they were climbing.