The Return of Gratitude Volume 2

"Is there?" Wang Ziqiong heard that he was going to travel far away, saying that he wanted to try to recall some things, and he didn't take it seriously, "Isn't it good for you now? People forget things anyway, and besides, this is the price of regaining your eyesight. This price is already very light, eyes and a little irrelevant memory, if I choose, I will..."

"I want both." Qin Xiu interrupted him by pulling the zipper of his backpack, lifted the backpack and threw it on his back, and left the studio lightly in a handsome overalls with his air ticket in his hands.

The plane took off smoothly, and he sat by the porthole, looking down at the laptop, which contained a memo of all the places he had visited since he aspired to be a field photographer.

20X1年七月在坦桑尼亚塞伦盖蒂和格鲁美地保护区，20X1年十二月在黄石国家公园和落基山国家公园，20X3年五月在淮港黄金湖，20X2年八月在尼泊尔加德满都，20X2年九月攀登珠穆朗玛峰，20X3年五月在冰岛，20X3年六月在委内瑞拉，20X3年八月在阿拉斯加育空河和麦金利山，20X3年九月在墨西哥拍帝王蝶……

He will repeat the route from July 20X1 to September 20X2.

Close the laptop, open the baffle and look out the porthole. The tranquil and vast sea of ​​clouds should make people feel relaxed, but he is always a little restless. He is obviously a person who flies around the stratosphere all year round. Restless doesn't make sense at all.It seemed that he was worried about something, while he was on the flight, but his mind was elsewhere.But he couldn't remember.

The first stop of the journey was Tanzania, and once again set foot on the hot land of Serengeti, I couldn't help but feel a lot of emotion.He has experienced many touching moments on this grassland, and he still remembers the leopard named Prell.

This time I came to the Serengeti during the peak tourist season, and Harold didn’t live in the Grumet Reserve anymore. He took care of everything by himself.Sightseeing cars drive by on the grassland from time to time, but as usual, he does not have a tour guide, and he drives a jeep alone on the grassland.

The car parked under an acacia tree. Qin Xiu got out of the car, took a shovel from the roof, went under the tree, and dug under the tree for a long time. Just when he thought he had made a mistake, he finally saw A mottled white under the golden scorched earth.

He squatted down, squatting in front of Prell's grave, thinking for a long time, his fingers gently stroking the white bones covered with a layer of shallow fine sand, but he still couldn't think of anything.

He stayed in the Serengeti until the rainy season.

Thunder rumbled in the sky, and the white jeep was driving happily in the heavy rain. The rainwater was foaming and flowing around on the dry land. The sandy land that was dry and almost smoking a few days ago was now a rich pond.He stopped the car by the pond, opened the car door and stepped into the heavy rain, and the torrential downpour immediately drenched him completely.The rain brought a kind of inexplicable trembling, he closed his eyes and raised his head, facing the roaring thunder, trying hard and desperately to recall.Where is it?The source of this whole-body trembling?

Not far away, the herd of zebras and elephants ushered in new life. The newborn zebras and elephants are staggering up from the muddy grass. There is no desire to pick up the camera, and there is a faint regret in my heart. Is it because I used to patronize taking pictures, but neglected more important things.

The three months in the Serengeti were fruitless, and he went to Yellowstone National Park again, because the schedule was very tight. The last time he came to Yellowstone Park was in winter, and this time it was early autumn.

There were a lot of tourists in early autumn, and he wanted to book Mrs. Finch's hotel, but the hotel was already full when he called to inquire.Old Mrs. Finch passed away three months ago, and her daughter now runs the hotel.It is very difficult to retrieve the memory, because the world is changing too fast, and if one is not careful, things will change.

He stayed in the most expensive Old Faithful Hotel in the park. This afternoon, he sat on the observation chair outside the Old Faithful Spring with many interested tourists from afar, waiting to say hello to his old friends.

The geysers in the early autumn season are completely different from those in winter. When they splash out, they look a little strange, but the surging enthusiasm is still both spirit and form.Qin Xiu squinted his eyes in the sun, hunched his back and concentrated on watching the gorgeous splashes sprayed into the sky, listening to the cheers and exclamations around him, as well as the sound of observers reporting the eruption time to the observation station using a radio communicator.He waited for something to come out of the half-hour eruption, but there was nothing.

After a round of eruption ended, many tourists returned with all their heart's content, and many tourists joined the waiting ranks.People around him came and went, and he was the only one sitting in the same position, with his elbows on his knees, watching the sunset from the afternoon.

Let me think of something, old friend.

The water splashes up and down.

After the sun was completely below the horizon, there were fewer and fewer tourists, and the surrounding gradually became deserted. Qin Xiu stood up, jumped off the high observation chair, patted the ashes on his pants, put his backpack on his back and turned to leave.

After going to Yellowstone Park, he went to Rocky Mountain National Park on the way. He has not returned to China for five consecutive months. He still has the last destination left. A phone call urging him to return home.

ANNYWOOD brand has created a cutting-edge designer brand, and the designer himself specified that Qin Xiu should be the director of blockbusters.So the plan to go to the highest peak in the world can only be temporarily shelved.

After returning to China, I met with the chief designer of BONNIERAIN, discussed the style of the blockbuster film, signed the contract, and Wang Ziqiong breathed a sigh of relief when the list was completed, and remembered something: "Oh, yes, there is an invitation for you. post."

Mr. Wang rummaged through the drawer for a long time and handed him a pink invitation card. The girlish tender pink color and lace trim made it obvious that it was a wedding invitation. Qin Xiu took it over wonderingly: "JENNY is getting married?"

"Which is JENNY, it was sent from your hometown."

When Qin Xiu opened the invitation, there was not even the names of the bride and groom written on it, only his name and the venue of the wedding were scribbled on it.

"Is that your friend?" Wang Ziqiong leaned over and asked.

Qin Xiu propped his chin and couldn't remember. He remembered that he was in a car accident, and he forgot everything about his childhood.

"Now that you're famous, there must be a lot of relatives," Wang Ziqiong said. "You haven't been back to your hometown since you were seven years old. Where did you get any acquaintances over there? Don't go, it's just being taken advantage of." "

Qin Xiu looked at the invitation and fell into deep thought.

Archer lay at the door of Mr. He Lan's house, sneezed twice in a row, basked in the sun all afternoon, stretched himself on the ground, and then heard a "puchi" laughter from above.

The big golden retriever quickly got up and shook his hair. Dogs don't stretch like this. It was a habit he developed when he was a human being. It was quite sad to be seen.However, Gou Dong looked up at the short-haired woman standing in front of him wearing a handsome denim suit, a baseball cap, and blowing bubble gum. He wanted to ask who you were looking for, but felt that the other person looked familiar.

"You don't remember me?" The short-haired woman in a baseball cap who was blowing bubble gum knelt down, "I'm Ah Zi!"

Ah Zi?Archer tilted his head and thought for a while, then looked at the other party, the pink bubble burst with the girl's grinning face, Archer suddenly opened his mouth, I rely on Ah Zi? !that little devil? !

The memory of being bullied as a child instantly revived, the big golden retriever was not very happy, and turned his mouth a little bit angrily, and the two dogs looked at Ah Zi warily.

Ah Zi put her hands on her knees, and said with a smile: "Ah Bao and I have been away for the past few years, in Genglin Medical College, and we just came back today. We are getting married."

What does it matter to me that you want to get married.The big golden retriever complained in his heart.

"I heard Aunt Fat talk about you," the girl stared at the big golden retriever with sincere admiration in her voice, "It's amazing..."

Archer didn't expect Ah Zi to say such words to him, but he couldn't feel proud at all, and lowered his eyelashes lonely.

Ah Zi smiled and said: "I was really naughty when I was young, and I always wanted to say sorry to you. For the sake of us all growing up, can you forgive me when I was young?" She stretched out her hand towards the big golden retriever.

The girl's smile was faint and sincere.Yes, almost 19 years have passed, Archer smiled reassuringly, stretched out his paw, and gently placed it on Ah Zi's palm.The small grievances and grievances separated by 19 years, shook hands today and made peace.

"Come to my wedding." AZi took out an invitation card from her backpack before leaving, "It's for you and Teacher He Lan, if you don't mind, I hope you can come." After saying that, she took off the baseball The cap was put on the head of the big curly golden retriever, "This is for you!"

Archer wore a baseball cap and watched Ah Zi's back disappear at the end of the path. He returned home with the invitation in his mouth, put the invitation and baseball cap on the coffee table, and watched the sun shine on the pink invitation. He didn't know whether to It's time to go.Everyone who went to the wedding was human, only he was a dog.

The big golden retriever drooped his tail and got into the dog house with the sky blue roof next to the sofa. He didn't usually sleep here, but here were his holy things-a photo album, and the January 20X3 issue of "The Great Legacy" magazine.

Lying in the dog house, resting his chin on his paws, staring at the magazine cover for a long time, whenever he was in a bad mood, he would look at this cover, imagining that Qin Xiu hugged him from behind at that time, My heart suddenly calmed down.

Qin Xiu sat on the slightly bumpy bus, watching the scenery passing by outside the window. There were not many passengers on the bus, and the driver hummed "TAKEME HOME COUNTRY ROAD".Although he doesn't remember every plant and tree here, but listening to the driver's brisk singing, for a while, there will be a vague sense of familiarity.

When the bus arrived at the terminal, he was the only one on board. Qin Xiu got out of the bus with a backpack on one shoulder, and looked up. There was only a rusty stop sign at the terminal, which cast a long shadow in the sunlight.

In the past six months when he was looking for memories, everywhere he went was changing with each passing day. It seemed that only here, time passed unexpectedly slowly.

Spirit Dog Town, his hometown, he finally came back after 19 years.

The houses in the small town are not high, the alleys are criss-crossed, and the branches and flowers protrude from the low walls. You can't hear the noise of the city, only the occasional human voice, and the distant school stadium. The sound of running and shouting, the dogs in the town are free-range, and the little black dogs and big dogs that cannot be named are chasing freely on the street.Walking in the streets and alleys of the small town, Qin Xiu only felt relaxed, maybe this is the magic of home.Raising the camera to take pictures of the long stone road leading to the sunset, he thought with a smile in his heart, even though he didn't remember it, he loved it instinctively.

Walking out of the alley, Qin Xiu unexpectedly saw a Kodak photo studio in front of him. There were two small vans parked outside the photo studio. Someone was moving things out of the photo studio, large and small items.When he walked to the door, he realized that the photo studio was going to close.

It is not surprising that when digital photography becomes mainstream, the living space of film photography becomes smaller and smaller.In the heyday of film cameras, the yellow storefronts and K signs that were once visible on the streets have long since become faded images in people's memories.

He walked into this photo studio that was about to cease to exist with some emotion.The scale of the Kodak photo studio is not large, but it has been almost emptied at the moment, and it looks empty. The table has been dismantled, the chairs have been removed, and only rows of photo frames and The densely packed photos.

"Hello, what do you need?" The girl in the photo studio stepped forward to ask the handsome young man who stopped in front of the photo wall with some doubts. Seeing that the other party was holding a camera, she also guessed that it was probably a photographer.

"Nothing, I'll just take a look."

The little girl in the photo studio had no choice but to stand patiently aside. Although it was her last day on duty, the girl dutifully introduced to the customers who entered the store: "The boss is used to developing a few more good negatives and hanging them here."

Qin Xiu glanced at the photo wall. The photos developed from these films recorded many beautiful moments, such as graduating, getting married, having a baby, or going out with the family. Of course, there are also pure landscape photos, and even...

His eyes suddenly fixed.In the very center of the field of vision is a photo of a newborn golden retriever puppy. The puppy is held high by both hands. It is only the size of a palm, and its eyes are not even opened. The little golden retriever is curled up all over. .

The girl in the photo studio was startled when she saw the young photographer suddenly reaching out to grab the photo.

Qin Xiu stared at the photo in his hand without blinking. This photo was very familiar, different from when he went to Serengeti or Yellowstone Park. However, the little golden retriever in the photo wrinkled a little bit under his involuntary grip, as if crying with a wrinkled face, and his tense nerves seemed to have suddenly found a crack. A trace of mottled gold flashed in the gray memory, and a choked voice sounded in my mind——

...soy sauce...do you remember the name soy sauce?

The voice was full of endless grievances, and he clutched the photo with a splitting headache, only felt that the voice could not be heard clearly through something, as if it was separated by...a door?

"Soy sauce... who the hell is soy sauce..."

The young photographer muttered eagerly to himself, and this reaction made the little girl in the photo studio quite at a loss. She looked down at the crumpled photo in the photographer's hand, and whispered, "Is this the name of this little golden retriever?" ?”

The girl's unintentional words were like a flash of lightning. Qin Xiu's camera strap wrapped around his wrist rustled loose, and the expensive SLR camera fell to the ground with a bang. All right?"

Memories came flooding back—grabbing Mu Yunshan’s pants and jumping out of the window, applying for a job with a resume full of typos, resting the dog’s chin on his lap to accompany him when he was sad, and going to Serengeti Dee, go to Yellowstone Park, go to Everest... He remembered that this was not the first time he came to this Kodak photo studio, when he first came, this photo was posted here.At that time, he was hugging the little golden retriever named Soy Sauce, the smartest and most understanding puppy he had ever met, and the first bosom friend in his life.The staff of the photo studio said that this photo was taken seven years ago, so it could not be his soy sauce.Until today, he finally knows that this is indeed soy sauce, the soy sauce that gave him his first camera, the soy sauce that made him his first model, and the soy sauce that chased after his car. He has been looking for him not only for seven years, but for 16 years The soy sauce...

The white door that blocked that voice finally opened slowly, and a young man with flaxen curly hair and wheat-colored skin stood in front of the door, with an irreplaceable bright smile, returning to his memory.