you are my destiny

After Yuan Hao got out of the car, he walked a section of the road, bypassed a few small roads, and saw a lot of bright flowers and plants in the yard he was familiar with from a distance, but at this time the flowers and trees had been covered by Yuan Hao's father with hemp rope. The woven bags and hemp rope are fixed, and they look like pocket-sized "mummy".

Yuan Hao laughed, his hometown is still the same as before and has not changed.Yuan Hao pushed open the small wooden fence door next to the flower garden, walked through the yard, he could see that these flowers and trees were more lush than the last time he came back, the old man really put a lot of thought into it.

The door of the house was not locked, and Yuan Hao pushed it directly into the room. Although the town is small, the security has always been very good, so the door can be left unlocked.

As soon as Yuan Hao stepped into the room, he saw his father Yuan Zhicheng sitting leisurely on the rattan rocking chair in the small living room, holding a remote control, watching TV... The TV screen was still the same spy movie from ancient times. When did it start, my father changed from only watching news broadcasts to only watching spy movies.

Yuan Hao remembered that when he was a child, his father was still a reporter for a certain radio station in the provincial capital. In an unknown year, his father suddenly resigned as a reporter, and never asked about any news events.At that time, Yuan Hao was still young, so he couldn't remember clearly. Yuan Hao only remembered that year was the worst quarrel between his father and mother. Since then, his father has stayed in the town, guarding his family. Talented, occasionally writing a few manuscripts for newspapers and magazines, earning manuscript fees.

"Haozi, there is watermelon just picked from the field in the refrigerator, it's sweet, cut a few slices and taste it." Yuan Zhicheng said to the person who entered his house without turning his head when he heard the footsteps.

"Are you sure you don't have a third eye at the back? How do you know it's me and not the neighbor next door?" Yuan Hao asked in surprise. He really didn't inform his father in advance when he came back.

"You are my own son, I can still distinguish your footsteps clearly." Yuan Zhicheng said slightly proudly.

"Yeah, Jiang is still old and spicy! By the way, the typhoon is coming fiercely this time, and it seems that the route is still heading towards us." Yuan Hao reminded his father worriedly, his wicker chair is shaking, watching TV Is it too laid back?

After Yuan Hao finished speaking, he put down his schoolbag and walked to the refrigerator, and took out the iced watermelon his father mentioned just now.

"Whether the typhoon comes or not is up to you to decide? The route is just a kid's play, so we just need to protect ourselves." Yuan Zhicheng replied very calmly.

Also, typhoons never play their cards according to common sense.Seeing that his father was so calm, Yuan Hao didn't care about that.If the super typhoon does make landfall in the town, then it will only be lucky for itself.

Yuan Hao cut a few slices of watermelon, ate a few mouthfuls, and spat out the blackened watermelon seeds, "It's really sweet, juicy, very refreshing, delicious!"

"The crops that your father planted himself are naturally not bad." Yuan Zhicheng continued.

"That's right, that's true." Yuan Hao grew up eating the crops grown by his father since he was a child, which is why he looks so handsome.

It just so happened that Yuan Hao just took a detour on the mountain road not long ago, and his head was still a little dazed, but now that he was chilled, he became quite sober.

Yuan Hao took another bite of the watermelon: I don't know where Yin Chen is going?See if he will continue to fall asleep when he is so tired?And then accidentally sat past the stop?Hey, I really should have sent him to where he was going first, and then came back by myself, Yuan Hao was very regretful.

Yuan Hao blamed himself even more when he thought about the scene where he sat in an unfamiliar place and walked back alone on foot.

Yuan Hao packed up the watermelon rind, washed the cutting board and kitchen knife, picked up his schoolbag and went upstairs.The house has two floors, a small detached building with a small garden. Yuan Hao's room is at the end of the corridor on the second floor. Yuan Hao pushed open the closed window and looked at the road not far away. He didn't seem to find anything Then he worriedly took out his mobile phone from his schoolbag and sent Yin Chen a message.

-Achen, is it safe?

- well, here we are.

Just as Yuan Hao finished sending the message, he received a reply from Yin Chen, and finally let go of his hanging heart.

"Don't open the window, it's a typhoon!" Yuan Zhicheng reminded Yuan Hao at the top of his voice when he heard the wind whistling on the second floor downstairs.

"Understood!" Yuan Hao yelled downstairs in response, and quickly closed and locked the window again.The room hasn't changed at all, even though I haven't been back for so long, my father still cleaned it spotlessly for me.

Knowing that Yin Chen arrived safely, Yuan Hao happily took a change of clothes and went to the bathroom downstairs to take a shower. After all, he had been running around all day, and his body was always sticky and uncomfortable.

After Yuan Hao simply washed up, he lay on the bed early, flipped through a few pages of picture books on the bookshelf, and planned to fall asleep like this... But, Yuan Hao tossed and tossed and tossed and turned... He thought he could fall asleep immediately, but he was abnormally awake.

Yuan Hao checked the time, it was less than 10 o'clock.

Forget it, go out for a stroll.

When Yuan Hao walked downstairs, his father was no longer in the living room, apparently already asleep.

It was not raining at this time, and there were occasional gusts of wind, which made it very cool. The summer insects in the yard were chirping and chattering, which felt like summer.

In a simple wooden shed in the courtyard of Yuan Hao's house, Yuan Hao worked hard to remove a pile of sundries and found a small black donkey. This was his means of transportation when he was in high school, but the battery was still full.

Yuan Hao happily rode his little donkey to the beach...

The town is surrounded by mountains, and the other side of the east mountain is facing a sea area. The traffic has been much more convenient in recent years. A tunnel has been opened up on the east side of the mountain to go directly to the sea area. When Yuan Hao was young, he wanted to go to the sea. Swimming, but you have to go around a long mountain road to get to the beach.

Yuan Hao thought to himself, he can't sleep anyway, since he is back, let's go to see the typhoon sea...

It is now close to 10 o'clock, and there are naturally no pedestrians on the kilometer road leading to the sea, only a few cars passing by occasionally.The road under the dim street lights is a little deserted.

Although the little donkey can still be used, it is old, the brakes are not working, and the headlights are broken.

Anyway, Yuan Hao felt a little scary when he heard the gust of wind blowing past his ears, so he began to hum a song for courage:

"It's him, it's him, it's him, our hero ~ little Nezha..."

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhly

"Hahahaha...hahahaha..." Yuan Hao hasn't sung the nursery rhyme he loved when he was a child for a long time, and after Yuan Hao finished singing, he couldn't stop laughing so much.As long as there is someone next to him now, he must think that this child is probably stupid!People who study art may really be born with different brain circuits than ordinary people.

Just as he was laughing heartily, a deep "puchi" laugh came in.

Forehead? !Yuan Hao trembled in fright!He slammed on the brakes quickly, but the brakes of the little donkey failed, so Yuan Hao had to put his feet down and rub against the ground for a while, and the little donkey finally stopped.Yuan Hao opened his mouth before he could close it. Is it a human or a ghost? !

At this time, a figure wearing a black peaked cap and dressed in black appeared in Yuan Hao's sight.

"It's a good song." The man suppressed a smile.

Ah Chen? !Why does he stay up all night and still wander around here?

"That...can you pretend you didn't hear it?" Yuan Hao said to Yin Chen in embarrassment.

"It's not that I haven't heard it before, it sounds very good." Yin Chen praised generously.

"..." Have you never heard of it?Oh yes.When I was a child, I heard it from Xiao Suchen.

"What are you doing here at this time?" Yuan Hao asked Yin Chen suspiciously.

"Can't sleep." In fact, I just want to meet you and come out to try my luck.Yin Chen made up what he hadn't said in his heart.

"Me too." Yuan Hao pointed to the back seat of the little donkey, "Since you can't sleep, are you interested in going to see the typhoon sea together?"

"Okay." Yin Chen stretched his legs and sat on the back seat of the little donkey.Yuan Hao saw that he was sitting with his legs spread apart and even reached his back, and suddenly felt that he was a little at a loss for being so affectionate. Yuan Hao moved forward unconsciously, keeping a proper distance from Yin Chen, but Yuan Hao's However, Yin Chen noticed the little trick, and Yin Chen remained silent in the back seat.

Yuan Hao continued to start his little donkey and drove towards the beach, the wind whistling by his ears made a strange sound.

Scary.

Fortunately, I met Yin Chen, otherwise I must have retreated, Yuan Hao thought to himself.

The farther you go to the sea, the dimmer the street lights, and the longer the distance between the street lights. It seems that several street lights in the middle have been damaged by the wind, and the road is completely dark.

Yin Chen in the back seat did not speak all the way.Just when Yuan Hao wanted to talk about something to break the eerie silence, Yin Chen in the back seat suddenly leaned towards Yuan Hao, and a beam of light shone from the right rear of Yuan Hao. At this moment, Yin Chen rested his right hand on Yuan Hao. On the right shoulder, holding the mobile phone in his hand, he used the spotlight of the mobile phone to shine on Yuan Hao's path, forming a visible area.

Relying on Yin Chen's mobile phone light, Yuan Hao's driving was indeed a lot easier.At this time, Yin Chen suddenly approached Yuan Hao and said in a soft and almost inaudible voice: "Brother Hao, are you avoiding me on purpose?"

Yuan Hao could only hear the whistling wind coming from his ear, and Yin Chen's almost inaudible low voice. Yuan Hao was at a loss, and couldn't hear what Yin Chen said at all, so he could only talk about it. Throat asked, "What did you say?"

"Nothing." Yin Chen replied.

Yuan Hao heard Yin Chen's voice this time, but since Yin Chen said so, he didn't ask any more questions.

On a typhoon night, not staying at home, but running to the most dangerous seaside, this is an unbelievable thing. Yuan Hao felt powerless to complain about the idea of ​​going to the beach out of nowhere. It's a brain show.

The little donkey drove for a while, and finally reached the coast.

Yuan Hao asked Yin Chen to get out of the car first, parked the little donkey himself, and followed Yin Chen who had gone far away.

Yin Chen was already walking towards the beach from the side path.

Affected by the typhoon, the waves were a bit rough and beat against the rocks violently.

Yin Chen continued to walk forward, walked to a pile of rocks a little far from the sea, picked a flat surface and sat down.

Yuan Hao also followed behind Yin Chen, and sat next to Yin Chen.

"When are you going back to Hangzhou?" Yin Chen asked.

"I originally planned to go home to fight the typhoon, but now it seems that the typhoon should not land directly in the town, so I stayed for a few days and left."

After Yuan Hao finished speaking, he asked Yin Chen, "What about you?"

"After grandma is buried."

"Grandma, she..." Yuan Hao was obviously shocked, he didn't expect that the last time he saw his grandmother was the last time.Yuan Hao couldn't continue to say the heavy words.He finally understood why Yin Chen, who was approaching the Rio Olympics, was in the small town at this time.

"Well, grandma is still leaving." Yin Chen finished what Yuan Hao didn't want to say for Yuan Hao.

"Achen..." Yuan Hao turned his head and looked at Yin Chen worriedly.

Yin Chen looked at the sky without any stars, and continued, "Grandma's will is to go back to the town, so my parents came back with her ashes."

Yuan Hao stretched out his hand and patted Yin Chen's shoulder, facing the black night sky, he said firmly in his heart: "Grandma, I will take good care of Ah Chen, and you will go well all the way."

After the two were silent for a long time, Yin Chen looked at the rough sea in front of him and said slowly, "I drowned in this sea when I was young."