Early morning.

Li Min woke up from his dream.

Seeing Leng Yue curled up in the corner of the bed and falling asleep, on the pillow, tears were still fresh, her face was full of expressions of grievance and humiliation, one hand weakly grabbed the clothes on her chest, obviously crying tired and fell asleep.

Suddenly, he remembered the events of the previous night, and he knocked his head in remorse.

"I'm crazy!" he thought, "I don't know what I've done." ”

Looking at Leng Yue's pale and haggard face, he felt as if his heart had been pumped.

He knew Leng Yue's delicate feelings, and knew that she would not forgive him easily this time, and he had already left a fatal scar on their marriage.

Bowing his head, he wanted to kiss her, to tell her that he was wrong, to tell her that he was drunk, to tell her how much he loved her, but he couldn't bear to wake her up again.

pulled a summer cool quilt, and he gently covered her body.

I quietly got out of bed and went to the kitchen to make breakfast.

He hurriedly wrote a note: "Forgive me, honey!, remember to eat breakfast!" He put the note on the table and hurried to the restaurant.

*

When the sun was on the third pole, Leng Yue woke up.

When she woke up, she saw that the sun had entered the house through the window, and she knew that it was not too early.

She slowly stretched her tired and weak body and went to the bathroom.

In the mirror of the bathroom, there was a pale and haggard face, with some puffy eyes and a dull look.

God, is this yourself?

She walked into the bathroom and turned on the shower.

She scrubbed her white and tender body vigorously, as if she was angry, kept rubbing herself red, kept letting her tears flow happily, and ran with the warm water, she gave up.

She put on a pale blue bathrobe, put on light makeup, and then she went to the kitchen.

Seeing the exquisite food on the table, especially the note he wrote, thinking about her husband Li Min, who went to work in the restaurant, a wry smile welled up on her lips.

"Bastard! Who is going to forgive you!"

She tore up the note, she threw it in the basket, dressed up a little, and she went out.

Where to go?

Standing at the fork in the road, she hesitated.

At a loss, she chose a road to the Nanshan Scenic Area.

*

Leng Yue wandered alone in the mountains.

It's more like being idle, it's better to change her mood, to get rid of depression, or to reinvigorate, to find inspiration, to conceive her next work.

Originally, when she first left the house, the weather was a little hot, but when she came to the foot of the mountain, the sun was getting stronger and stronger.

The scorching sun hung high in the sky, red like a tongue of fire shining on the mountain. And the further you go up the mountain, the hotter the weather becomes.

Sweat continued to flow down Leng Yue's head, the back of her neck, and even her legs and hands were wet.

When I finally came to the sports field in the middle of the mountain, I wanted to rest for a while, cool and cool, but inside and outside the corridor of the sports field, it was full of people.

Most of them are middle-aged and elderly people, who stretch their arms, knock their legs, twist their necks, bend over, and do various exercise positions.

I really don't understand these people, they don't enjoy themselves at home, and they still run up the mountain on such a hot day, is it possible that everyone is like her, and there is an "awkward" husband at home? Or come to the mountains to find inspiration?

"Alas!"

Thinking of her husband Li Min, distressed, the distress that she had just forgotten for a short time came back, and it was tearing her heart more powerfully.

Thinking of the word 'inspiration', Leng Yue couldn't help but sigh again.

Because for a long time, she has completely lost her inspiration, and even she is not satisfied with the works she writes, just like the living life is only a shell, and the internal organs in this shell have been hollowed out.