That year, in the middle of summer, the mountains were full of peach blossoms.

The stream is murmuring.

Ji Hong sat by the stream, fiddling with the tea set on the desk, elegant and indifferent.

The corner of the Confucian shirt rises with the wind, the wind stops, and the clothes fall.

"Where's my tea?"

Lifting the wooden box and looking at the empty scene inside, Ji Hong frowned slightly, turned around, and looked into the distance.

Huge peach blossom tree.

The old white ape leaned against the branch with a little drunkenness on his face.

"Soak in the wine."

He grinned.

"Don't you think my wine smells of tea?"

Ji Hong said lightly and closed the tea box.

The old white ape turned over, and his drunkenness became a little stronger: "Since the stream is already full of tea, it is better to abandon the stream and cut off the source, or it is unknown if it will have a miraculous effect!" ”

"Tea is like this, wine is like this, life is like this..."

"And so it is."

"What do you say?"

The old white ape seemed to be drunk, burped, and said with a smile.

Ji Hong's expression remained unchanged, he didn't even look at the old white ape, he still sat by the stream, watching the stream flow.

"The wine has the aroma of tea, but the water is taken downstream."

"Sometimes you just try, take a few steps upstream, and you can see a wider world."

"Tea is not the source, water... Fang is. ”

While speaking, Ji Hong bent down, intercepted a pool of stream water, and rinsed the teapot.

"Life is so hard, why do you want to look forward?"

"Now that it's acceptable..."

"It's not weak, it stops."

"The aroma of tea in the wine is not a surprise."

The old white ape shook his head, held the wine jar, poured another sip into his mouth, and looked at the sky, a little distracted.

"I like tea, not wine."

"Although life is hard, I move forward."

"The road ahead is not over, how can I know my future?"

Ji Hong shook his head slightly, meticulously sorting out his tea set.

"The road is over!"

"In front of you, there is a cliff and an endless abyss!"

"Your steps..."

"It's time to stop!"

"Otherwise, you will die!"

The old white ape suddenly threw the wine jar aside, stared at Ji Hong's back viciously, and roared.

But Ji Hong still didn't look back, maintaining that elegance.

"Ten thousand cliffs, you can also build bridges."

"Endless abyss, candlelight."

"The most fearful thing is not that there is no way forward, but..."

"I have lost the heart to move forward."

"Where the heart is, the way is."

"Where the road is, you have to go."

"Tea?"

While speaking, the stream water boiled, Ji Hong poured a cup, finally turned around, looked at the old white ape, and signaled in the air.

"I poured all your tea, where did you get the tea?"

The old white ape looked surprised.

A rare smile appeared on Ji Honggujing's face: "There is tea in my heart, and there is also the fragrance of tea when I drink water; There is no tea in the heart, and drinking tea is like chewing wax. ”

"Why don't you calm your heart, have a drink, and have a taste..."

"Is it the smell of tea in your wine, or the smell of tea in your heart?"

The old white ape sneered: "Wen Xuan! ”

"Chatting with a guy like you is the most boring and unpleasant."

"Drunk!"

"Sleep!"

The old white ape just closed his eyes, leaned against the branch, and said no more.

And Ji Hong took a sip of stream water and slowly closed his eyes, as if he was savoring something.

"After today..."

"You and I live and die, and we will have our own destiny."

Suddenly, a voice sounded.

The old white ape still had his eyes closed, as if he was drunk.

Ji Hong looked at him and didn't speak.

"Stay here..."

"No more forward..."

"No matter what, I'll keep you alive..."

The old white ape's voice sounded again, but he still didn't open his eyes.

Ji Hong slowly poured himself a new cup of 'tea', steamed, and placed it on the table.

"I'm under a tree..."

"I buried a jar of wine..."

"Those who survived... Drank it. ”

"The water is taken from upstream, and it doesn't smell like tea..."

The old white ape whispered, turned over, and left the last sentence: "Perhaps, a few years earlier... We shouldn't be opposites. ”

The words fell, and there was no more sound.

Only Ji Hong was silent, sitting by the stream, still slowly sipping 'tea', looking at the stream, a little distracted.

"I'm by the stream..."

"There are..."

"Two taels of tea."

Whispering softly, Ji Hong looked at the stream, revealing a touch of ...

A soft smile...

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