hot summer gl

.she says.I ignore her.On the other hand, Mother Han looked at the two of us playing lovingly, and Mother Han said: Xiaojin, you don’t know that this child is like someone who owes her money every day, that little face is embarrassing.

mom!Han called out in a low voice, and pulled me into her room.Han sat cross-legged on the bed with a smile on his face.I also forgot to let you sing last night, you sing quickly, and I will give you lychees after singing.

I snorted and took the ukulele obediently.Opening the small black bag, the small and lovely ukulele is displayed in front of us.Although it's called the easiest musical instrument, it took me, a fool, a little time to learn it.It was even worse when I first learned the guitar, and the calluses on my fingertips faded one after another—although most of the reason was due to the power of washing powder—I barely learned it.

I only play and don't sing.I sat down next to her and spoke beforehand.

no!She put her arms around my neck and threatened: Otherwise, I won't let you eat lychees.

……you win.I patted her hand, and she accepted it as soon as she achieved her goal.What do you want to hear?I said.

Listen to your original.

I don't have original ones.

That impromptu.

I didn't answer her, Gu Zi started.Of course I didn't sing a word in the end.

Han took my ukulele after I finished playing, and she was clearly pleased.Forget it, she said, for the sake of your progress, I will spare you this time.

I lay back and looked at the ceiling of her house.For me, any effort is for future success, and after success, there is no need to mention the previous efforts. Showing them my fingertips can explain everything.However, success is still one step away for me.

Han, a novice, especially a novice who couldn't stand the pain in his fingertips, lost interest after fiddled with it a few times, and put it aside.She looked at me with her chin propped up, Jin, since you gave away your guitar, why don't I give you another one?What do you want?Min Yao or classical?Rounded corners or notched corners?Are the logs still colored?

Thanks to me, this guy still knows a little bit about fur.

I rolled over and said, I just want to take a nap now.

☆、Xiao Dong

After staying in Nanning for a week, that is, on the day of NO.11 in July, I drove back to the town.Han didn't come to see me off, not because of my refusal, because according to her personality, she just does what she wants, and whether you accept it or not is another matter, which can be said to be the exact opposite of mine.

The longer I kept many things in my heart, the more I lost the courage to realize them, so that I lost a lot.

The reason why Han didn't come to see me off was because she should still be sound asleep in the room at this moment, she always does this when she is drunk, she falls asleep and screams and can't wake up.I have seen many people who are crazy about drinking, and I deeply feel that her wine quality is considered good.

The night before I left Nanning, we drank a night of wine in the sunshine of her house, ate cold beer, ate barbecue bought from the night market, and chatted all over the world.The summer wind, at least the night wind blowing on the body is still very pleasant.The night view of this city is the same as that of many cities, with thousands of lights and dazzling prosperity.As the capital of Guangxi, Nanning, a city full of modernity, has lost its own characteristics.

I don't hold a lot of alcohol, so I changed to fruit juice after having a drink with her.At that time, Han Drinking was almost drunk, she didn't look good from drinking, but it was me, her cheeks were flushed, people who didn't know thought I left the empty wine bottle at her feet.Although it was my farewell party in name, I knew that Han just wanted to find an opportunity to vent the pain in his heart.

Jin.She suddenly called me in a low voice. At that time, I was leaning against the wall, with my legs stretched naturally, looking sideways at the street outside the lights.It is already eleven o'clock in the evening, and the streets of the community have long been empty, except for the moths looming under the street lamps. Is it really looking for warmth?In the warmth of that orange illusion.

Sometimes I really envy you.She said alone, she can do not care about the things around her, when can I do it too?

I turned my face to look at her, her eyes were very hazy in the night, her expression was as lazy as a cat, I thought she was really drunk.

Actually that's not good either.I said softly, I know the horror of losing interest in everything, just like losing the desire for life and the joy of life at the same time.At that time, although the whole person is still busy, he is no different from a walking dead.Fortunately, I still have a guitar.In this indifferent world, there is finally a little nostalgia.

It was a little comforting to think about the guitar, and I immediately decided to go back the next day.

I bought a ticket at Jiangnan Terminal, there is no specific shift, as long as it is used before [-]:[-] pm.From Nanning to Xiaodong Town, if there is no traffic jam, it only takes two hours by car.I bought a bag at the station and planned to kill time in the car, and at the same time sent a text message to Han to inform her of my departure.

There was only a father and son in the car when I got in, so I got to choose my seat.I am used to sitting by the window, and this time is no exception.While waiting for the driver to drive in the car, I couldn't help but think of the first time I came to Nanning, and I was alone.

Because it was the first day of school, there were a lot of students and their families, crowded, noisy and filled with an unpleasant smell. The weather was hot as usual that day. Compared with other people, those who had big bags and their parents brought them I feel so much more alone than myself.Fortunately, I will stay at my uncle's house temporarily during the winter and summer vacations, and I have experience in taking a ride.

I dragged my luggage to the nearest bus stop with a group of people I didn't know.The air conditioner on the bus seemed to be on and off, and because of the traffic jam, the drivers often braked, and people like me who had no seats swayed back and forth with the bus, and their arms were almost sore.

Just as I was immersed in the past, the car drove away.I put a plum in my mouth, and put on earphones to filter out those indecent and vulgar local words. I admit that there are many vulgar words in the vernacular, which is why I seldom speak it.The familiar English songs from the earphones somewhat calmed my mind, and I began to fall into deep thought again.

I know that after going through about two hours of bumps—because the road back is really bad—I will return to Xiao Dong.The place where I was born and raised, the place where I will continue to live in the future.

The car stopped not far from the middle school, which is my alma mater and where I will work in the future.When I got out of the car, waves of heat hit my face, and I could hardly keep my eyes open.The glaring sunlight carries a scorching temperature, and at the same time carries an indescribable smell that I am familiar with.Perhaps this is the feeling that the hometown brings to the wanderers.

After I got used to it, I looked up at the sky, and there were large expanses of azure blue with few clouds.Gazing at such a sky always brings peace of mind.

When passing by the school, I couldn't help but stop.Looking at it from a distance of a road, the noise of the crowd and the noise of cars are excluded by me, and the memory binds me and my alma mater tightly.It's a pity that the school is already on holiday, the north gate is closed, only the south gate is open, even if I don't go to see it, I know it.I wanted to go in and have a look, but I thought it would be inconvenient to carry luggage, and it would take a detour to enter from the south gate, so I gave up.

There will be plenty of time in the future anyway, I think.

Although I have lived here for more than ten years, I didn't bother to remember those road names.I only know how to go, and never remember the names of the roads I pass.

My home is just north of the Chengdong Vegetable Market, where there is a large residential area and night stalls, and every night it is full of men who come to drink, as can be seen from the mountain of beer bottles piled up beside the stall.

It was around ten o'clock in the morning when I arrived, and it has entered summer here since May, and the sun began to show its power after seven o'clock in the morning, let alone now?The road is also full of tall trees, I don't know the specific name, I only know that the tree will bear fruit that looks like a mango but is very small.I call it a small mango and eat it.Around mid-June, these trees will be covered with small mangoes, but because they are too high, they can only wait for it to fall by itself.I've seen them rain down on a blustery afternoon.There are bursts of mango aroma.

In Xiaodong's place, most of the fruit trees are planted. As for who the fruits belong to, I don't know.

Soon, I came to the intersection, which is often called the intersection of Bancheng by people here.Looking from my direction, the west side is going to Bancheng Town, the east side is the place where the most barbecue stalls are set up at night in this town, and the place where fruit is placed during the day.I think of the past, when the winter was the coldest, every time I passed by there was a fiery atmosphere.Of course, I was with my family then.

I walked to the vegetable market in the east of the city, the road surface is somewhat cleaner when it is not raining.It was raining, and the road was covered with dark, sticky stuff.On both sides of the road are some fruit vendors and grocery stores.Because it's not a meal or something, few people patronize, and they also look lazy.

From the moment I came back here I could tell the pace of life here had slowed down.This is probably why a lot of people move back from the city to the town.Of course, they would never choose a backward town like this, at least they should choose a place with beautiful scenery.

After 10 minutes of walking, I finally arrived at the door of the house.Most of my back was already wet, but fortunately I was not obvious in black.When I saw my house, an unspeakable feeling came to my heart, astringent.It was a small three-story building with two registered permanent residences. There were no tiles on the outside, only a layer of white paint, but now it was exposed to the sun and rain, and some of the relatively damp walls had turned blue-gray, giving it a dilapidated feeling. .The land price in the town is much cheaper than in the city, not to mention that this house was at least 25 years ago.To be honest, many houses in the past were stronger than they are now.

Since I lived in school, I occasionally go home to put some seasonal clothes and bedding, and I really rarely go back.After going to Guizhou, I haven't been back home for a year.

There are two tenants in my house, and one family rents one floor.The same door was open, and a dark-faced man was repairing a locomotive, with black oil flowing on the ground.I couldn't help frowning.

I didn't care about this matter, and I didn't even know that the tenant on the first floor had changed.I just know that a sum of money will be transferred to my account every month, sometimes a few days late.

Sister, are you calm?He said when he saw me.

He asked who I was looking for, and he asked me in the dialect of the surrounding village.I'm thankful that our school is full of people with different local accents, and although I can't speak their words, I can listen.

I said I am the master of this house.He was surprised and said, isn't the landlord a middle-aged man?

I think he meant uncle.So I called my uncle.After the uncle explained it clearly to him, the middle-aged man smiled apologetically at me and said, sorry, I asked him to sign the contract before renting the house and thought he was the owner.

fine.I said coldly.

Then he told me that there were four people in his family, the woman went to work, and the two children went to play somewhere.I simply echoed a few words, leaving the middle-aged man to go upstairs alone.

I don't think there is anything special about this house before I didn't rent it to others, but now, the biggest disadvantage of this house is that there is no entrance, and you can see all the structure of the second floor from the first floor to the third floor.When it's time to eat, you can even know exactly what people eat.Fortunately, I live on the third floor.

The tenants on the second floor are two couples, both around 30 years old.I've only met them a few times.

Except for the corridor, the third floor was almost covered with dust.I know that they all abide by the iron order that no casual entry is allowed on the third floor.I put my luggage at the entrance of the corridor and walked slowly step by step. The floating dust was startled by my movements and danced like life.I opened the door to the bedroom. There used to be three rooms here, but after my parents passed away, I used the other two as storage rooms. There are both my parents' belongings and a rusty children's bicycle in the back seat. The wheel kind.

What I opened was my room. Because of the long-term lack of ventilation, a musty smell hit my face, so I had to hold my nose and open the window to ventilate.From the perspective of the window, you can see other residential buildings and various trees planted in front of the room.

My room still maintains the aesthetics of the nineties of the last century. All the furniture is solid wood furniture with heavy lacquer coating, which is also covered with dust, and spider webs gather in the corners.It's like a haunted house that no one has lived in for a long time. The sense of age brought by the old furniture makes me feel very depressed.I sighed, and sighed for the heavy and tiring cleaning of the next few days.

But now is not the time for me to fret, I need to look at the guitar I keep in the corner of the mahogany wardrobe.I put a few moth balls in it to keep out moisture and bugs and now nothing is left but the smell.

The guitar stood quietly in the corner, and it was also a black guitar bag.It is especially lonely in Ruo Da and the empty closet.The moment I saw it, I cried unknowingly.

☆, old things

If it weren't for my cell phone beeping diligently, I think I would still be in the current state.I don't know why I'm crying, but I know it's not about the guitar, it's about something else, the moment when I lose control.

The phone stopped once and then rang again after a few seconds. I came back to my senses, and the other party yelled anxiously when I couldn't speak. The other party said, okay, you!You didn't even say hello to me before you got out, and you still treat your sisters as sisters!

I silently lifted the phone away and didn't speak.Han must have just woken up now, with a very bad temper, and she must have come to question me when she saw the text message.I couldn't help imagining her furious expression that hadn't woken up yet.It's a pity that I'm not in the mood to talk to her now. I sit in the closet and put my hand on the guitar bag, which has a slightly hard texture.

Hello, hello?After waiting for half a minute and seeing that I was still silent, she said impatiently.

Ok.

Um what um, you're not going to explain to me?

I told you, text messages are just that.I play dumb.

I thought she would continue to tease me or something, but she didn't expect her to notice my deep voice.After all, we have been friends for five years, so she naturally knows what this means.Han made a small rustling sound over there, and I guess she was scratching her hair.Then she returned to her normal voice and said,

Jin, your voice is wrong, are you thinking about others when you see things?

Roughly the same.I'm not denying it, and I have nothing to deny.I said that when I came back here, I remembered a lot, not only sadness but also joy.It's all my past, my experience, like watching an old movie... I'm a little complicated now.

I heard her sigh softly, and she said, Jin, I know, I know.That's why I want to go back with you, at least it's better to have someone with you than to face it by yourself.

I couldn't help smiling, even though she couldn't see it.I just wanted to express that some kind of weeping emotion in my heart was dispelled by her words.I am a person who is easily affected by changes in the outside world.So I both hate the excitement and have to use the excitement to temporarily forget certain things.

We were silent for half a minute at that time, and the phone call seemed to prolong and slow down the time.All emotions seem to be smoothed by the invisible breeze.We tacitly did not continue this topic.

By the way, are you home yet?she asked.

arrive.I said with a smile.I just wanted to clean up, but your call came just in time.

Hmph, good intentions don't pay off.She snorted angrily, forget it, I still have a headache, you clean it slowly, I'll sleep later.

After hanging up the phone, I put it aside and stared at the guitar bag.I bought it with the lucky money that year when I was in high school. I forgot the exact price, but it will not exceed two hundred.A guitar for beginners.Xiao Dong doesn't have a piano store, and he hasn't had one until now.I entrusted a classmate to buy this from Qinzhou.At that time, it only came with a thin guitar bag, some strings and an entry-level textbook.

Now it probably doesn't work anymore.Even if it is well preserved by me, only the delicate shell is left.In fact, I didn't discover the flaws until two weeks after I received the guitar.After all, I was just a newcomer who didn't know anything at the time.I just practiced chords and almost never played a piece of music.Because for a while I didn't know what the letters marked on the guitar tab represented. Later, I learned that P is for plucked strings, S is for slide strings, and H is for hammered strings.

When I was in college, I switched to ukulele, because it was easier to learn with the basics of guitar.It was only later that I discovered that the ukulele is more suitable for playing music with a light rhythm.In the end I chose the guitar.

Time passed unknowingly, and I finally mustered up the courage to look at it.Maybe it's just a broken guitar to others?There's nothing to worry about.But for me, it is the sustenance of the whole green years.

In the silent room, the sound of zippers mixed with my breathing.The white guitar is exposed.Guangxi is a hot and humid place, especially in March and April, the spring rain may last for several weeks, we call it "back to the south".I was worried that it would be deformed and rusted, but fortunately, after a closer inspection, I can't see much from the outside.In addition to some chipping around the edges of the white finish, the copper wire that wraps around the strings has been worn away.Of course the former is my carelessness.

I'm still sitting in the closet - it's the only thing in the room where I can sit, after all.Holding my guitar for almost five years, I have forgotten why I bought it in the first place.But still remember the bits and pieces of practice.

Everything is difficult at the beginning, this sentence is always true.

The next time, it took me about three hours to clean the third floor.Whether it is the corridor, the kitchen, or any corner, I have re-cleaned it. Useless broken furniture has been pushed together. Except for a few toys, I have treated them as garbage.My parents used to be busy, they always raised me as a boy and gave me a lot of toys like this.I left behind five glass beads of different colors, a slingshot made of mahogany, and a 'bamboo figure' given to me by a classmate.As the name suggests: small people made of bamboo, with movable joints, strung together with a rope.Thinking about it now, my childhood was still very rich, at least before the first grade of junior high school.

The relics belonging to my parents were placed in my mother's old-fashioned suitcase.I fiddled with the only family portrait. Taking a photo in those days was not as easy as it is now.So I still vaguely remember the scene at that time.

It was a market that day, and there were many people, mostly from the surrounding villages.We call the three-day market "Street Days".I walked in the middle, and my parents were holding my hands on both sides.At that time, I was probably a little over three years old, wearing a pink vest, and my hair was also a short pot head, which was very different from me now, such as my smile.

But no matter what I am now, at least, when I was young, I still smiled brightly at the person holding the camera, and he said, eggplant!

My hand brushed my father's face as he held me and I played with his hair.Slightly shorter than his father, his mother leaned against him like a human.I have always felt that black and white photos have more soul.Like right now I just look at it and my eyes fill with tears.

In the end, I chose to put the photo in the inner layer of the suitcase, and it has been hidden in the depths along with my past.The moment I closed the storage door, I knew clearly that this time I was really saying goodbye to the past, as if I also locked the guitar inside.

The house has a wet luster, but I don't worry, a house without air conditioning in summer is like a big steamer, which can quickly take away moisture.I need to fill my stomach now.Three hours of physical labor made my stomach protest against me, and I remembered that I hadn't eaten anything today except a bag of plums.

When I went downstairs, I saw the tenants on the second floor, only the woman was at home and eating.She was obviously taken aback when she saw me.I mentioned the disadvantages of this house before, but I didn't expect it to show up so soon.

sister?When will you be back?

I said that I just came back this morning and I have been cleaning on the third floor just now.

She gave me an enlightened look, I just came back from get off work and didn't hear anything.She said, she looked at me a few more times, and said enthusiastically: You haven't eaten yet, have you?Shall we sit down and eat together?

I said no, I just went out to eat, just in time to buy some tableware.

Hey, all right.She didn't say anything more, maybe she was just being polite, maybe she wasn't.I hate my malicious guesses. Have you lost the most simple things in human nature after staying in the city for a long time?With this in mind, I went out the gate, somewhat absent-minded, so that I was surprised to find that I was going in the wrong direction after walking for a while.But it doesn't matter anymore.

I remember that although there are night stalls here, only steamed buns and fritters are sold during the day.Frankly speaking, there are no special snacks in this town, and I don't even like the specialties that the locals consider themselves.It's just filled with all kinds of cheap pasta.I went back to my original plan at the intersection of another road.I know the direction of every street here.

I went to the noodle shop at the intersection. When I was in elementary school, when my mother had no time to make breakfast, I often went there for breakfast.I ordered raw meat powder, and while waiting on the small bench, I had to look around the small shop.Two words can describe it, broken and dirty.The ceiling was cracked and the wallpaper was dirty.The table is "greasy".I broke off my chopsticks and decided never to come here again.

Han's phone call came again while eating fans, presumably this alcoholic came to harass/harass me because he was bored after waking up.

Jin~ As I expected, she said in a long voice, she was called up by her mother just now, and she kept scolding me.

oh?don't cry.I laughed and said, you haven't eaten yet, go and eat some.

I'm eating.She said, is it noisy over there?Where are you?

I'm also eating.

ah?Then I'll call later... Oh no, call me after you finish eating.Don't forget!After speaking, Chao directly hung up the phone without giving me time to speak.I just sigh helplessly.

After paying the bill, my next destination is the supermarket across the road.I forgot to mention that this is a small town without traffic lights, and even the few zebra crossings are so worn that they are almost invisible.It may be because today is a street day. There are a lot of people in the supermarket, but they are all concentrated on the first floor. When I went to the second floor, those people in bright yellow work clothes looked at me one after another, feeling uncomfortable for a while.

I remembered Han's words, but luckily I had my earphones with me and called Han back using Bluetooth.

Jin, you are so slow.She complained, somehow it made me feel a little sweet.This is probably the so-called feeling of being cared about.

I'm in the supermarket and I'm going to buy a set of knives.By the way, you said that brand of induction cooker is easy to use?

How do I know this.She replied, I will ask my mother.

In this way, I completed the purchase under the guidance of Mother Han.There are not many things, but the weight is not light.I almost replaced the kitchen utensils at home.I also bought a bottle of expensive red wine and wine glasses.Although I don't drink well, red wine helps me sleep, although milk also has this effect.

Remember who said that alcoholics come from a glass of red wine before going to bed.I shook the wine glass, and outside the window was the night sky with only a few lights flickering. I thought there must be many stars in the night sky tonight, but unfortunately, the view was blocked by the opposite house.And I was too lazy to move the position.While lying on the hard wooden bed with my eyes closed, I thought about going to the furniture store to buy a new mattress tomorrow.

After a day of hard work and the effect of red wine, I soon fell into a deep sleep.

☆, Guilin

However, this plan could not be realized immediately, because the next day, more precisely, around three o'clock in the morning, there was a heavy rain here.First there was a flash, a purple lightning flashed across the sky, and a few seconds later, I was startled awake by the sound of thunder. It took half a minute to get used to the darkness, and another half minute to remember that I was at home in Guangxi.The rain fell, pattering against the windows, and the wind drifted in through the wide open windows, bringing refreshing drizzle.

I lay on the bed lazily remembering that I forgot to close the window.But I didn't move, this time not because of laziness, but because of fear.No one knows that I am actually a coward, in other words, I am afraid of ghosts.I think I have a fairly rich imagination, so since I was young, I always felt that there was someone in the corner of my house. Sometimes when I went to the toilet in the middle of the night, I always felt that something would jump out of it before I opened the door, or there was a bone after opening the door. Or a mangled corpse.

Some people may think this is absurd, but as I grow older, I think it is just a matter of inner fear and deep loneliness.No faith, no science.

I found the mobile phone next to the bed, wanted to check the time, but unexpectedly found that there was a missed call. The call was from Guizhou, and the time was after nine o'clock.I'm afraid she didn't expect me to go to bed so early.I always go to bed late and get up early. As my neighbor, the music teacher naturally understands.

I can't think of the reason for her calling. With my personality, we are separated when we are separated, and there seems to be no reason to disturb each other after returning to our respective tracks.So I decided that if she didn't call tomorrow, I would pretend I didn't know anything.

In the following time, I was half asleep and half awake until 06:30.I didn't expect that it would rain for a whole day. Thinking of the mud prints on my shoes after going to the street, I decided to wait for the rain to stop before going.And the inter-provincial phone call that I had forgotten reappeared the next morning.Because I slept too late last night, no one would disturb me on the floor alone.So at nine o'clock, I was still dazed, feeling something vibrating in my ears, I grabbed my phone, squinted my eyes and connected the call.

Hello?I said, speaking with a deep nasal voice.

The other party was obviously taken aback, and she said after a while, I thought you were awake, didn't I bother you?

No, is there something wrong?I closed my eyes and said that the rain stopped outside the window, but I don’t know who installed an iron shelter in front of the door, and the accumulated rainwater dripped from the roof last night, making the noise dead.

Nothing.The music teacher said happily on the other end, she seemed very happy.How is it going?she asked me.

I am OK, you?I don't know why I'm not impatient with these polite words.But she didn't answer my question, she just said, I am also in Guangxi.

I was awakened by this sentence immediately, I swiped and jumped up, grabbed the phone and said, are you serious?

There was a series of laughter on the other end of the phone, haha, Jin, why are you nervous?

……I don't.It suddenly became difficult for me to speak. In fact, I didn't know what I was nervous about.

After she had laughed enough, she started talking about business.I didn't lie to you, I'm in Guilin.The rice noodles here are delicious and the scenery is beautiful.

so what?You're calling to tell me that Guilin rice noodles are delicious?I know that my expression must be both helpless and funny at the moment.Having been with her for so long, I always feel that sometimes her brain circuit is no different from that of a child.

Of course not, I'm bored here, Jin, I can't even understand the people here.Always feel cheated.She complained to me, I don't know how far Guilin is from your place, but I think it's not too far in the same province.

You want me to go too?I quickly took her words.From her words, I probably guessed that she ran to a small place in Guilin, otherwise how could she not understand?

Yes, it is.The music teacher said softly, if you are not free, forget it.She seemed to be understanding and said.

In fact, how could she not know if I have time?What I lack most now is time.So I said yes, and that's why my furniture project was delayed until next week.

When I saw the music teacher again, she was wearing a long skirt as usual, this time it was a bright green nine-point skirt, which looked very pure on her body.In fact, I have long known how to distinguish a person's true face. This is probably the so-called experience, which can only be understood but cannot be expressed in words.

Compared with her, I look a little dusty.But I don't care, no one here knows me anyway.

Jin, over here.She stood at the entrance of a certain village and waved to me, and I guessed that she ran to a remote place.But then as soon as I heard the villagers talk, I knew she was lying to me.Guilin dialect, let’s put it this way, although it is somewhat different from Mandarin, it is still easy to understand.

Seeing that I saw through her words at that time, she didn't feel too embarrassed, but she had the cheek to please me.She shook my arm with a smile and said, Jin, I didn't mean it, but I'm afraid you won't come if I don't say that.

I didn't hold back my face, tell me, what are you doing here alone?

Come and play, come and fall into the embrace of Mother Nature.She made a gesture of opening her arms and looked quite intoxicated.

I laughed at her as a big liar.

We stayed in Guilin for almost a week, during which we went to a lot of scenic spots, among which the Lijiang River, known as the soul of Guilin, was the most impressive one. The scenery is all intoxicating.We came to Yangdi Ferry in the evening and rented a bamboo raft from a local fisherman. The rower was a thin old man who spoke very little.So we were able to enjoy this rare beauty quietly.

The scenery of Guilin is naturally impeccable. Sitting on a bamboo raft and looking around at the surrounding mountains, there is always a sense of tranquility and peace.I think the music teacher feels the same way, she is leaning on my shoulder, not speaking but staring into the distance.I believe she is also intoxicated by the beauty at this moment.

The afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled the last crimson color on the horizon, such a beautiful, such a beautiful color.

After leaving the Lijiang River, under the guidance of the locals, we found a seemingly inconspicuous but century-old time-honored store, and there was a long queue outside the store.I wanted to change to another store. In my opinion, the taste of Guilin rice noodles in different stores seems to be the same. I think my sense of taste must be terribly dull.

But the music teacher stopped me, and she said, Jin, you should have some fun, have you ever wondered why people would rather line up than go to the next door?She pointed to the few shops next door that had almost no customers.Either the taste is not good, or it is easy to be cheated.She also said that she only cheated people like you.

I was noncommittal and stayed where I was obediently.

It turned out that by the time we arrived, I had been hungry for a while.The store served us two large bowls of rice noodles, which were full of aroma when served, which whetted our appetite.The soup base of Guilin rice noodles is white and fragrant, and the rice noodles are smooth and chewy.We were full all of a sudden, and decided to take a walk for a while to digest our food. We walked side by side on the street blown by the breeze.

Jin.

Ok?

Have you taken good care of yourself?

I glanced at her, and her eyes were far away in the dim light.What do you say?I lazily blocked it back.

I don't think you have, do you often stay up late?Dark circles came out.

If you say no, then there will be no.I don't care about it all over my face, in fact I don't have time to care about it.I looked at her delicately made-up face, and everyone said that women have the appearance of pleasing themselves. I don't know if she is like this?

I care about you. You promised me back then.She suddenly looked at me resentfully, you see, you don't have a phone number, and you don't have any music, and you are still perfunctory to me now.

I stared at her for a while and smiled.She glared at me, and I laughed even harder.I said, Lan, I suddenly feel that you are very similar to a person.

who?She also came interested.

A friend of mine, Han, I told you about it before.

It's her.She snorted softly, do I look like her?

Of course it's not their appearance, I said, if you see them, you will find that they have different faces, and even their temperaments are opposite.I personally think that Han is the kind of person who is a little arrogant, while Lan is more like a classical lady.

Refers to the tone of speech.I explained.

oh?She asked, I kind of want to see her after hearing what you said.

After Lan tortured me for half an hour, I was forced to agree to take her to Nanning.When I was sleeping at night, I was thinking, so what is the point of me coming back from Nanning?

Alas, forget it, who made me a person who doesn't know how to reject others.

It occurred to me again, buy a new guitar along the way.Before leaving Guilin, I went to check my bank deposits, and before I knew it, it was already in five figures, which was enough for me to be cool for a while.I thought of my uncle, he was really nice to me, I thought, it would be nice to visit him sometime.

This thought flashed through my mind, and soon disappeared without a trace.Many times this is the case, our inner thoughts will always be forgotten in the