moon like rain

In the early hours of the morning, Cheng Yinuo, who had half of his body numb from the pressure, turned over and got out of bed with great effort, and had to slip away before Xiao Mengqian woke up.

"Boom!" Cheng Yinuo, who was half numb from the pressure, rolled down from the bed unsteadily. Cheng Yinuo lay on the floor and did not dare to move until he heard Xiao Meng's shallow breathing. Nuo Cai heaved a sigh of relief, carefully got up and moved towards the door.

Before going out, Cheng Yinuo turned her head and glanced around, um, everything was put away, so she couldn't let her get up and find out.

In the dark night when the door was closed, Xiao Mengqian raised the corner of her mouth.

At this point in time, most of the people in the city are still dreaming, but for the people in this village, it's time to pack up and go up the mountain.

"Morning village chief!" Cheng Yinuo waved to the distant village chief like a penguin.

"Hey? Mr. Cheng!" The village head came over to say hello.

"Where is the village head going?" Cheng Yinuo asked.

"I said it, don't laugh at me." Yuan Jieyan pointed to the other side of the lake and said: "Our village, since it has developed and built this ice and snow amusement park, the development has been better. When I am fine, I just love to go there for a stroll, to see the things that have further developed Shuanglin Village, and I feel better unconsciously."

Talking about the development history of Shuanglin Village, the two walked to the lake. The village head was talking about the amusement park, but suddenly he changed the subject and asked: "That year, I asked many painters to paint here. Thinking of fate, let Mr. Cheng meet, that year, it was, um..." Yuan Jieyan looked towards the lake from time to time while walking, and after walking a few steps, he said: "It's here, Xiao Meng Qian sat here and drew all night that night, you know that painting, it was on the first page of the news.”

"She's really... powerful..." Cheng Yinuo, who was tightly wrapped, stretched out a finger, and retracted it after feeling the cold, shivering.

Three days later, Cheng Yinuo, who was wrapped in a quilt in the room, pulled his hair vigorously, looked at the waste manuscripts on the table, and lowered his head in despair. After a long time, he found that he still couldn't write anything. Cheng Yinuo decided to go out for a walk.

In the snow-capped mountains in winter, it gets dark very early. Although it hasn’t been long since I woke up from a nap to write lyrics, it’s already getting dark.

Against the scattered crowd, Cheng Yinuo walked to the entrance of the village unknowingly. Although the sky was not completely dark, the street lights at the entrance of the village were already on.

Suddenly, Cheng Yinuo heard a long tune, but he couldn't understand the lyrics. It seemed to be the tune casually hummed by the people who went up the mountain to cut firewood. Cheng Yinuo opened his eyes wide and looked towards the crowd. Go, and look at the dim lights of every household in the village.

For a moment, thoughts flowed like a spring, and under the watchful eyes of Yuan Jieyan who led a group of children down from the mountain, he sat down against the big pine tree at the entrance of the village.

"Isn't she afraid of the cold?" The corners of Yuan Jieyan's mouth twitched, but uh, should I remind Mr. Cheng that Xiao Mengqian is actually behind, and today he went to the mountain to draw with the school teacher...

Suddenly, there was another lively and brisk voice on the mountain road.

"Azure is going to snow, frost will come at night~"

"The winding ancient road circles with the mountains."

"In the snow-covered village, there is a non-frozen Chashi Brocade"

……

The village chief turned his head and saw that the frequency of Cheng Yinuo's shaking of the pen was changing accordingly. Then, the village chief saw Xiao Mengqian standing among a group of children standing on the mountain road and looking at him with a smile on his face. Cheng Yinuo under the pine tree.

"Ms. Li, quickly lead the children down." Yuan Jieyan led the children and the teacher through the last few steps of the mountain road like a herd of sheep, and then returned to the village singing songs. When passing under the pine tree, Yuan Jieyan turned his head and took a look. Cheng Yinuo was still swinging the pencil, muttering something.

It's over... Yuan Jieyan smiled and sighed.

Sitting under the tree, Cheng Yinuo stopped writing while writing, humming the melody he heard just now, but the tune that was originally humming was broken in the middle, Cheng Yinuo wrapped his fingers around his hair, humming After a few tunes but still not right, suddenly a burst of singing came from my ears, picking up the tune I forgot just now.

"Bright stars are shining, and the wind is blowing the snow in the forest."

"The sleeping horse grows old with the mountains"

"Travelers who have already returned home, please drink this Luobiebie."

……

Cheng Yinuo nodded in satisfaction, but suddenly raised her head in the next moment, meeting Xiao Meng's smiling eyes.

"You..." Cheng Yinuo was about to say something, but Xiao Mengqian put her index finger to her lips, and pointed to the tune in her notebook with the other finger.

……

On the other side, Yuan Jieyan, who sent the children home, ate dinner and dealt with some other matters, and walked leisurely around the village.

But as he was walking, Yuan Jieyan felt that something was wrong, so he walked a few more steps, Yuan Jieyan quickened his pace and walked towards the entrance of the village.

Not long after, Yuan Jieyan saw, under the big pine tree at the entrance of the village, a huddled guinea pig was writing something by the dim light at the entrance of the village, and another guinea pig was watching another guinea pig quietly.

"What are you doing? You'll get sick!" Yuan Jieyan strode over.

Cheng Yinuo and Xiao Mengqian stood up against the pine tree like two children who did something wrong.

"Good guy, did you forget about painting by the lake? What if something goes wrong with the freeze, huh?"

"Village chief, I was wrong..." The two guinea pigs raised their heads and blinked.

"If you know you've made a mistake, pack up your things and go home!" The village head looked like a big cat with its hair blown.

The two quickly packed up their things and walked towards the village. As they walked, they could still hear the voice of the village chief scolding behind them.

"Such a big person..."

The village chief was talking, and seeing that he was almost at the place where Cheng Yinuo lived, he stopped talking, and then he heard the two guinea pigs whispering to each other.

"Coming……"

"I know……"

"Ok?"

"Go to my side, next to the lake, I'll take you out in the middle of the night to have a look..."

"Xiao Mengqian!" The village chief couldn't stand it anymore.

"No, we're just joking." Xiao Mengqian hurriedly waved her hands.

"I want to go!" Cheng Yinuo said.

"Four o'clock! Can't we come back at four o'clock to have a look?" Xiao Mengqian looked at the village chief's eyes and said hurriedly.

"Hmph!" The village chief waved his hand and let it go.

"Is this where you live?" Cheng Yinuo followed behind.

"Yes, the road here is not easy to walk, come on." Xiao Mengqian stood on it and stretched out her hand.

"Ah? Good." In Cheng Yinuo's impression, Xiao Mengqian rarely took the initiative to hold his hand like this.

At this time, Cheng Yinuo's mind was as much twisted and twisted as the mountain road under his feet. After passing through a sea of ​​forest, the vision in front of him suddenly opened up. On the open space by the mountain, a forester's hut stood quietly there.

"It's home!" Xiao Mengqian took Cheng Yinuo's hand and walked step by step.

The author says:

Let's work hard today! . !

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