Zhao Ji, Li Heng, and Li Shi chatted casually while drinking red wine, and chatted for more than three hours.

The night is getting deeper, and the silver moon dots the deep blue night sky. Naughty stars run around the moon, chasing and playing.

The stars hold the moon. Then the moon won't be lonely tonight, right?

Later, the stars turned pale and hazy—and quietly faded into the sky. And their conversation continued as serene and gentle as the air around them.

Li Heng brought the bottle of Fortitna red wine, and the three of them slowly drank it.

The sound of music in the square in the distance still reached their ears, and its sound seemed to be softer and more melodious.

The night was already dark. Some of the street lights have been extinguished.

Li Shi lowered her head suddenly, so that the long hair like a waterfall fell on her eyes.

She fell silent, as if she had something on her mind, and sighed.

"I want to sleep!"

With that, he walked down the roof platform and entered the house.

However, after Zhao Ji saw Li Shi return to the house, he did not turn on the electric light in the house, but stood in front of the open window for a long time.

At this moment, the semi-circular moon suddenly brightened, and the river shone with silver moonlight.

Everything around him changed, everything became bright, even the red wine in the carved glass shone mysteriously.

There was a slight breeze, although only a little, not very big, but the leaves were also blown and rattled. The earth began to take on the mysterious appearance of night.

"It's time for me to go!" Zhao Ji suddenly raised his voice and said, "Otherwise, I'm afraid I won't be able to find a taxi back." ”

"Okay, let's go! I'll send you. Li Heng nodded in agreement.

They walked down the trail from the top of the mountain.

Suddenly, I heard a noise behind me.

Zhao Ji turned his head and looked, it turned out that Li Shi was chasing them out.

"Ashi, didn't you sleep?" Li Heng asked.

Li Shi was silent, and ran from Zhao Ji's side to the front.

Because it was autumn and the evenings were a little cold, the artists lit a bonfire in the square. Gradually, some people became tired and couldn't open their eyes.

So, some went back to sleep, and the crowd of onlookers slowly decreased.

In the end, the few pieces of firewood that were about to be extinguished illuminated the wide square, adding a touch of magic to the square at the end of the festival.

Zhao Ji and Li Heng walked down and saw Li Shi on the side of the street.

She was seen talking to the driver of the taxi and paying the fare.

Zhao Ji said thank you to Li Shi, got into the taxi, sat in the back seat, and said goodbye to the two netizens through the window.

"Goodbye!" Li Shi's sweet voice came.

"See you tomorrow!" Li Heng also followed Li Shi again.

Li Heng promised to come to see Zhao Ji the next day.

Zhao Ji came from the car window to shake Li Heng's hand, and then stretched out his hand to Li Shi. But Li Shi just looked at Zhao Ji and shook his head shyly.

The taxi started to start, and slowly drove along the street towards Zhao Ji's accommodation inn.

Zhao Ji saw from the back window that neither of them had left, and his eyes were still staring at the car moving forward until the car turned a street corner and disappeared from their sight.

The driver who drove the car was a middle-aged man full of energy, holding the steering wheel tightly with both hands, looked at Zhao Ji from the reflector, and asked, "Are they your friends?" ”

"Hmm!"

Zhao Ji subconsciously looked back from the back window of the car, and he couldn't see the two of them anymore, especially Li Shi, he was stunned.

The pillar of light of the moon, like a circle of silver halo, stretched to the entire street, as if it was seeing off Zhao Ji.

Zhao Ji got out of the car, slowly breathed in the fragrant and rich smell of the osmanthus tree, passed through a path that was lit and dimmed, and walked back to the inn.

I opened the door and walked into the room. The whole body feels sweet, like eating honey. It is the pleasure of a sense of purposelessness, the pleasure of a faint hope.

This sweetness, pleasure, and happiness made Zhao Ji feel that he was happy.... But why be happy? He couldn't tell in his heart.

In fact, he did not hold out any hope and did not plan for the future...... He felt happy.

Because his heart was full of happy and unreasonable feelings, Zhao Ji secretly laughed at himself and almost laughed out loud.

He was so tired that he collapsed on the bed and closed his eyes.

But soon I woke up again, and I couldn't sleep all the time, thinking about some messy things in my head, of course, most of them were related to Li Shi.

It suddenly occurred to him that he had never thought of his cruel ex-wife once throughout the night.

"What does that mean," he asked himself, "am I loving again?" ”

However, when he asked himself this question, he fell asleep like a child lying in a cradle.

After that, in the middle of the night, Zhao Ji woke up again.

So repeatedly, Zhao Ji almost spent a sleepless night in bed.

The next morning, before Zhao Ji got up, he heard a knock on the door.

"It is estimated that Li Heng is here!"

He called out the door, "Please wait a moment. ”

With that, he rolled over and got up, quickly got dressed, and opened the door.

"Good morning!" Li Heng said as he came in, "I'm sorry, I came early in the morning to disturb it, but you see, what a beautiful morning it is, the air is fresh." Shouldn't you wake up early? ”

Seeing Li Heng, with beautiful curly hair and crimson cheeks, he was as energetic as in the morning.

Zhao Ji puffed out a pair of panda eyes and said, "You sit and wait for me for a while, and I'll go wash up." ”

Done, put on your coat.

The two of them went to a small garden in the backyard of the inn and sat on a lounge chair. A waitress brought tea. They chatted over tea.

In the beginning, they all chatted about nonsensical gossip.

Later, chatting, chatting, we talked about life planning.

Li Heng told Zhao Ji about his future plans.

"My uncle left me an inheritance, which means that I have a considerable amount of property and can live without anyone in the future."

Zhao Ji said enviously: "Then you are so happy!" ”

"What's the happiness? I don't feel happy at all. ”

"Why?" Zhao Ji asked puzzled. "You are young, you don't have to worry about food, clothing and housing, you have a secure life in this life, and you don't need to struggle by yourself. Isn't it happy? ”

"Why don't I fight?"

"In my words, you don't have to fight anymore. You don't see many people working hard to get enough to eat, but those people will never reach a standard of living like yours. You are much happier compared to them. Isn't that so? ”

"You don't know me at all. I've wanted to be a novelist or a screenwriter since I was a child, but I regretted that I realized it too late, and I wasted a lot of time. Now that this wish has not been realized, I am quite miserable, how can I talk about happiness? ”

"Oh, so you're struggling with this!"

"Yes, life is not as good as it should be, nine times out of ten. No matter who we are, we all have our own pain, but some people are good at relieving and comforting themselves. ”

After listening to Li Heng's analysis, Zhao Ji sighed, and suddenly felt that he was also in pain. Because of full trust, he also told Li Heng the secret of his unhappy marriage without reservation.

Li Heng calmly listened to what Zhao Ji said, without any expression on his face.

Perhaps in Li Heng's view, there are countless unhappy marriages like Zhao Ji, so it is not surprising.

Zhao Ji's divorce did not arouse Li Heng's deep sympathy.

Of course, out of politeness, Li Heng sighed two or three times with Zhao Ji, and suggested that Zhao Ji go to him to see the manuscript of his novel.

Zhao Ji immediately agreed. He wanted to see Li Shi, but Li Shi was not there, which disappointed Zhao Ji.

According to the proprietress said that Li Shi went to the ruins of Tusi Tower.

The ruins of Tusilou are about ten kilometers away from the town.

Li Heng took out the manuscript of the novel.

Zhao Ji took it and flipped through it casually.

This is an ethical novel about marriage and family. The front can also be written, the breath of life is strong, extremely real and natural, and there is a free, smooth, cheerful, and free momentum.

However, Li Heng did not finish the novel.

Seeing the back part, the writing is indeed sloppy and sloppy.

Zhao Ji frankly expressed his views to Li Heng.

"How can you be anticlimactic and give up halfway? To do a thing, there is a beginning and an end, and it is consistent, you have to do it to the end, don't learn from the monkey to move the grain. In the end, that's not going to be fruitful! ”

"Yes, you're right." Li Heng sighed, and then said, "I just lack perseverance and perseverance, I have no way, I can't write, I don't want to write." ”

Zhao Ji wanted to say some words of encouragement to Li Heng. When he was about to speak, he was interrupted by Li Heng.

"I know what you're going to say? Forget it, don't say anything. I'm just a piece of shit. ”

Li Heng waved his arm, put away the manuscript of the novel, and casually threw it to the seat next to him.

"I know that if you don't have enough patience and confidence to write novels and become a screenwriter, you won't be able to achieve anything," Li Heng said in a low voice, "I just lack these qualities, and I will only be a person who gnaws at the old in the future." ”

Li Heng glanced at Zhao Ji.

"Talking about these now, it's just talking, it's useless, let's go to the Tusilou ruins to find Li Shi!"

So they went.