If love can be booked

"Actually... this stone has another name, called 'Five Old Men Going to Heaven'." He explained, it's just a different angle. From here, the scenery of Longpanpo is very different from that of Banshan Temple, so the vision needs to be shifted.

"The Five Elders went to heaven? I can't tell anymore..." She looked at him in confusion. Her imagination?

"Silly boy, the Five Old Men Going to Heaven is the scenery of Longpan Slope." It is said that if you climb up Longpan Slope and look back, the rooster that crows all over the world will become different, as if it has transformed into five old men in flowing robes, holding hands and supporting each other. Therefore, it is named "Five Old Men Going to Heaven".

"Okay... Where is Longpan Slope? Is it far? I can't walk any more." She looked up at the sky. The sun was setting, and the sunlight shone through the leaves, casting mottled shadows. The mountain air was fresh and pleasant, but she felt exhausted after walking for so long.

"It shouldn't be far, right? Don't you want to see the Five Elders ascend to Heaven?" He asked in surprise. Last night, when they arrived at the foot of Huangshan, she was as excited as a child, full of curiosity and anticipation for everything on the mountain. Now she was going to give up just because a golden rooster called Tianmen?

"I want to... but I'm afraid I have no chance with these stones." 30% image? 70% imagination? Afraid that the Five Elders' ascension to heaven would be even more beyond her imagination? If she still has no idea...

"Well, how about taking the cable car to the back mountain?" Zhu Mingjun suggested. The back mountain refers to the Songgu Scenic Area at the north gate of Huangshan Mountain. Huangshan is known for its "dangerous front mountain and beautiful back mountain".

"The back mountain? Are there Songgu Cliff Carvings?" Lin Xiaoxi asked curiously. Songgu Cliff Carvings? In the back mountain.

"That's right, there is the view of listening to the waves in the pine valley." He replied with a smile. It's just the rainy season, so this unique view happened to appear.

Hiking up the mountain from Furong Ridge requires climbing more than 6500 stone steps, but for most people, this is undoubtedly a very challenging task. However, they chose to take the cable car to better appreciate the scenery along the way. Sitting on the cable car, they can easily overlook the entire mountain area and feel the vastness of the land. Along the way, thousands of peaks compete for beauty and thousands of valleys compete for wonders, as if a colorful painting is unfolding in front of them. The stones in the mountains are cleverly distributed, some look like dragons, some look like tigers, and some look like monkeys. They are lifelike and breathtaking. And those famous pools are like mirrors, reflecting the surrounding mountains, which makes people feel relaxed and happy.

As the cable car slowly ascended, they saw ancient buildings scattered in the valley, such as "Furongju" and "Songgu Zen Forest". These ancient buildings have witnessed the vicissitudes of history and added a layer of mystery to this quiet valley. Here, time seems to have frozen, and everything has become peaceful and beautiful.

The strange pines of Huangshan are masterpieces of nature. They stand on cliffs or take root among rocks, with different shapes and graceful postures. The welcoming pine, the seeing-off pine, the looking-at-the-guest pine... Each pine has a unique story, which makes people sigh at the tenacity and perseverance of life.

Continuing on, they came to the Emerald Pool and the Five Dragon Pool. The waterscape here is beautiful, the clear water is sparkling, like a dazzling gem inlaid on the earth. The breeze blows, and the water surface ripples, which makes people intoxicated. The scenery here is poetic and picturesque, making people linger.

"No, no... I can't walk anymore." Lin Xiaoxi panted heavily and staggered to a squat position, looking very embarrassed. At this moment, she didn't care about her image at all, she just wanted to find a place to rest.

Her face was as pale as paper, her forehead was covered with sweat, and her eyes revealed exhaustion and helplessness. It was as if she was carrying a heavy burden, and her legs seemed to be filled with lead, so heavy that she could not take even half a step.

Looking at her squatting on the ground, Zhu Mingjun handed her a bottle of water and said with some concern: "We have been walking in the mountains for four or five hours, of course you are tired!"

She raised her head, her eyes revealing a hint of fatigue and helplessness.

Zhu Mingjun gently touched her hair and comforted her: "You are already great."

He looked up at the sky, frowned and said, "It looks like it's going to rain here. We'd better not stay here too long." The weather forecast clearly said that it would turn from sunny to cloudy, but the current situation did not look like cloudy at all. Instead, it looked more like a prelude to an impending storm.

She leaned lightly on his shoulder and said helplessly, "I really can't walk anymore, I'm so tired..." Her voice was a little hoarse, as if she had used up all her strength.

"Teacher Zhu...my feet seem to be rubbed." Her voice was soft, she bit her lips, with a hint of uneasiness.

He couldn't help but frowned in pain and asked with concern: "Does it hurt? Let me see."

He gently released her hand and carefully squatted down to check her foot injury. However, when his fingers touched her shoe, she suddenly cried out with a painful expression on her face.

"Ah! It hurts!" Her tears instantly welled up in her eyes, slid down her cheeks and dripped onto his hands.

"Come on, I'll carry you." He said gently, his tone firm and warm. After that, he squatted in front of her and motioned her to climb on his back.

"No, you're exhausted too, I can't bear to let you go." She knew that he was actually more tired because he was carrying a bag for the journey, while she was just traveling light. Although men have much better physical strength than women, there is always a sense of reluctance in the heart... He is so tired.

He smiled slightly, reached out and grasped her little hand, and whispered: "It's okay, come... I have no problem carrying both of you." He always felt that she was too thin, and she was always clamoring to lose weight, although she didn't take any substantial action.

"I'm sorry." She said softly, she lay quietly on his back, feeling his broad shoulders and solid back muscles. Her face was against the back of his neck, smelling the faint smell of sweat on his body, her heart was filled with happiness and security.

"What are you talking about? As long as you need me, I'm here." He answered gently. His voice was full of determination and commitment, as if he would be by her side no matter where she was, as long as she called him. Staying together might just be an unknown destiny, but he was willing to work hard for it.

"Thank you." She hugged his neck tightly. Who said that the most beautiful love words in the world must be "I love you"? Sometimes, a simple sentence "As long as you need me, I will always be with you until the end of your life" can touch people's hearts more.

They walked down the mountain slowly. The mountain road was not long, only one or two miles, but this distance seemed particularly long. They walked slowly, without speaking, just silently feeling each other's presence.

When they finally arrived at the hotel, it was already six in the evening. She sat quietly in the corner beside the bed, her eyes focused on the screen of the digital camera in her hand, her fingers gently sliding, flipping through the photos stored in it one by one. These photos recorded the good times she and he had spent together, there were landscape photos she took alone, and there were also group photos of them taken together. In every photo, they smiled so brightly, as if the whole world was infected by their happiness. And he was always so handsome.

She couldn't help but think of the time she spent with him, and those beautiful memories came flooding back to her mind. They had strolled on the playground together, feeling the bustling campus; they had tasted all kinds of food together, sharing each other's preferences; they had also spent countless weekends together, chatting, laughing, playing... All of this was so precious.

"Come, soak your feet... it will be more comfortable." He brought a basin of hot water and prepared a towel. He gently put her feet in the water and massaged her with his warm hands, hoping to relieve her pain.

"Hey, hey, hey... I'll do it myself, I'll do it myself..." She gently slapped his hand away, and couldn't help but wonder in her heart, he was so eager to wash her feet, was it because he was too enthusiastic, or was she too lazy?

"Don't move, let me help you." He gently but firmly stopped her struggling hands, his tone was soft but unquestionable, as if telling her that he was willing to do anything for her.

"I..." When the warm water gently hit the tops of my feet, I felt a tingling sensation.

"Does it hurt?" He looked at her distressedly, his eyes full of pity. The water gently flowed over her ankles, white as snow.

"It doesn't hurt..." She bit her lip, endured the pain, and shook her head.

"Mingjun." The first time someone touched her feet, it was him. But would he do the same to others? Suddenly, she felt like she didn't want to allow it, and wanted to claim sovereignty?

"Hmm?" He didn't raise his head, but just responded to her question softly.

She mustered up the courage to say this, her eyes revealing a kind of determination and possessiveness. She hoped that he would belong to her alone and was unwilling to share this tenderness with others.

"Okay." Zhu Mingjun slightly curled his lips and responded softly. A hint of pampering and smile flashed in his eyes.

After Zhu Mingjun packed up Lin Xiaoxi, he turned around and went to the next room to rest. However, Lin Xiaoxi lay on the bed tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep. She stared at the night outside the window. The bright moonlight illuminated the entire night sky, as if everything became clear.

She never thought that there would be a day when she could spend a wonderful time with such a special man. Zhu Mingjun gave her not only care and love, but also a deep love.

She silently asked herself: "Can I really have love and enjoy happiness?" This question has been lingering in her mind, making her think a lot. Past experiences have told her that happiness always seems out of reach, but now, she began to re-examine her life. Maybe, she can really have her own happiness, just like now, hugging the one she loves, feeling endless tenderness and love.

On August 20th, this special day, he will enter the marriage hall.

Zhu Mingjun, did you do this on purpose? Or is it because you feel bad?

Maybe it was that accidental encounter that made you quietly walk into my heart. Was it your acquiescence or my inadvertent heartbeat? I think I have fallen deeply in love with you because you have given me the courage to love; I think I have fallen deeply in love with you because you have taught me how to love someone; I think I have fallen deeply in love with you because you have explained that love is not just a verbal promise; I think I have fallen deeply in love with you because I love you.

I believe in you...because of trust, my heart is filled with happiness, even if it is only for a brief moment, not for a lifetime as you said. Because of you, I long for love, long to love someone wholeheartedly, not seeking results, not expecting the future, just wanting to love like this...like this...quietly.

Looking out the window at the night sky, the stars twinkled like bright gems inlaid on the black sky. Her thoughts gradually drifted away, thinking of the warm and firm embrace, the man who always gave her a sense of security.

She just suddenly missed him very much, missed his smile, missed his gentleness, missed everything about him. This longing surged into her heart like a tide, and she couldn't suppress it.

"Zhu Mingjun." She whispered the name softly, and the sound seemed to be blown away in the air by the night wind. She stepped barefoot on the cold floor and slowly got out of bed. The moonlight shone on her through the window, reflecting her thin figure.

"Happy wedding, I wish you a happy marriage and a son soon. Bye." Zhu Mingjun quickly said this and hung up the phone. Why did she come here at this time? He took her on a trip with selfish motives because he was afraid that she would be sad for him and cry for him.

"I thought you were asleep?" He turned around to see her bare feet and frowned slightly.

"Thank you, Teacher Zhu, I am very happy today." Because I was so happy, so blessed, I forgot that today is his big day. He must be very happy, right?

"Only today?" What is happiness today? Only today?

"I am happy every day because of you." Burying my head in his chest, my voice was a little choked, tears filled my eyes, but I didn't want to let them fall. I was not very sad.

"I love you." Her voice was soft, but full of love, like a feather gently brushing his heartstrings. I love you, I want to love you well, I love you.

"I love you too." Zhu Mingjun responded softly, his eyes full of affection and tenderness. His little woman, silly girl, how could he not know?

His eyes met hers, and at that moment, time seemed to have stopped for them.

Her lips trembled slightly, as if silently inviting him. He slowly approached her, close enough to feel her breath, the warm breath brushing his face like a spring breeze. His hand gently rested on her shoulder, she tilted her head slightly, and their lips gradually touched each other.

Their kiss deepened, carefully exploring each other's lips. Each touch was filled with shyness and anticipation, as if they were discovering a whole new world. Their heartbeats quickened, and their breathing became rapid.

The silence in the room was filled with the sounds of their heartbeats and breathing, forming a beautiful symphony.