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After that day, Luo Jingcheng seemed to have reached an agreement with Mu Wan, and he and Yuan Xin took turns to follow Mu Wan into the mountains.

I don't know if Mu Wan felt guilty. After entering the mountain, he would occasionally mention Yuan Xin a few words, but most of the time he just stood by in a daze.

Yuan Xin found that this person was the person he had ever seen who liked to be in a daze the most.

The season entered deep winter, and it was very, very cold in the mountains one day. Yuan Xin couldn't hold his pen steadily in Konggu, but Mu Wan insisted on going to the mountains every day.At first, Yuan Xin could hold on, but after two days he was really afraid that his hands would be frozen off, so he didn't bring his painting tools, and stayed in the mountains with Mu Wan in a daze.

This also made it easier for Yuan Xin to observe Master Mu. Mu Wan didn't keep his eyes straight when he was in a daze. Sometimes he looked at the sky, sometimes at dead trees, and sometimes even at the rocks on the mountain.

This day, Yuan Xin sat directly next to Mu Wan after going up the mountain, but he was afraid that the stone would be cold and brought a layer of cushions, but Mu Wan said, "I don't need it."

Yuan Xin knew that he had a weird temper, and most of the reason he came to the mountains was to get in touch with his "soul", so he didn't force it.

After sitting down, he couldn't help but said, "Teacher, I have something I want to discuss with you."

Mu Wan hummed without looking at him, and said calmly, "Do you want to go home during the Chinese New Year?"

It’s already the 27th of the twelfth lunar month. According to the speed of going in and out here, if you want to go home before the New Year’s Eve, you have to leave tomorrow.

Yuan Xin was a little embarrassed: "Teacher, I actually planned to stay here with you for three months before I came, but Mr. Fu... besides, I miss my son too."

Mu Wan glanced at him, her tone still indifferent: "Fu Shaohui and I are old classmates. If you honestly say that you miss him, I will only bless you."

Yuan Xin blushed a little, and said softly: "I miss my son too..." At this point, Yuan Xin felt that his business was almost finished, and he said, "Actually, I have one more thing. You and Luo Jingcheng are left, teacher, do you think it's okay?"

Mu Wan said, "No, you'd better take him away."

Yuan Xin thought that the relationship between the two of them should be much better, but he didn't expect Mu Wan's side to be lukewarm. What's going on? I looked confused, could it be Luo Jingcheng's wishful thinking?"

Mu Wan glanced at him: "Can't you see? He is a stalker, and I am pure and clean."

Yuan Xin was taken aback by Mu Wan's adjectives. He suddenly realized that Mu Wan was joking, and couldn't help crying: "Teacher, I'm serious. I think Luo Jingcheng really likes you. You can't fake it. I'm not either." To intercede with him, I just think that Mr. Mu, you can try to get in touch with him, just like me and Mr. Fu, age is not a problem."

Mu Wan didn't respond to him, nor did he speak.

This day, because Mu Wan was in a bad mood, they started returning before 12 o'clock. Yuan Xin was eager to try, thinking that tomorrow he could go down the mountain to see his son, his parents, Fu Ya, and Mr. Fu, so he felt excited amazing.

He loves to draw, but he also loves his family.

There are many delicacies in the mountains. Yuan Xin bought a lot of wild mushrooms from his grandmother. The next day, the grandmother took them down to the mountainside, and then was taken to the city by a truck from a fellow villager.

Grandma was also in the car, saying that she was going down the mountain to buy things for the New Year, and she would not go back tonight.

Along the way, Yuan Xin asked his grandmother about the recipes of various mountain delicacies, and the grandmother taught him the secret recipes one by one.The driver in front was a simple and honest man, and suddenly said: "This gentleman is going to the mountain for the first time this year?"

Grandma said something in dialect, probably to introduce Yuan Xin, but Yuan Xin didn't understand.

The driver was happy. His Mandarin was very substandard, and he said intermittently, "It turns out that he is a student of Mr. Mu. You are so lucky. I dream of being his student or servant."

Yuan Xin was very embarrassed, and the grandmother quickly explained: "People in our area are very well taken care of by Xiao Mu. He is very good to us orphans and widows. He also established a foundation for orphans and widows. I heard that he All income is given to us.”

Mu Wan's income for a year is not easy to calculate, but last year he had more than 5000 million yuan for the painting at the auction house alone, and the money he donated this year must have been a lot more.

Yuan Xin heard this for the first time, her peach blossom eyes widened: "I haven't heard the teacher mention this before."

Grandma said: "He doesn't talk about these things, and I voluntarily take care of him every year when he goes up the mountain. We are very grateful to Xiao Mu. You may not know that there are not many people at the foot of the mountain. Later, we were donated by him. Move here, live and work here in peace, or else I'm still working outside."

The driver also hurriedly said, "Yes, yes, Teacher Mu is a living Bodhisattva."

Yuan Xin felt that artists were really different, and he donated such a large sum of money, I am afraid that he could support more than these elderly people.It was the same in the studio last time. Xiao Lu also helped sell the paintings of poor students. It has nothing to do with Mr. Mu, but he is also doing it.

Yuan Xin used to think that Mu Wan was talented, and it's normal for a talented person to have a weird temper, but now that he thinks about it, Luo Jingcheng has a really good vision.

It used to be Mr. Fu, now it's Mu Wan, no matter who they are, they are good people among good people.

At one o'clock in the afternoon, they finally arrived at the foot of the mountain. Yuan Xin bid farewell to her grandmother and the driver, got on the bus by herself, and returned to the city by plane.

The moment she got off the plane, Yuan Xin felt like a lifetime away.

On one side is a deep mountain, and there is an old woman, and on the other side is a vibrant metropolis, and the crowds are constantly shuttling.

Yuan Xin changed in the airport locker room, then dragged two big suitcases outside.He didn't notify Mr. Fu in advance when he came back this time, so he had to take a taxi by himself.

At night, during the Chinese New Year, the airport is especially crowded.

Yuan Xin waited in the cold wind for nearly half an hour before it was his turn. After reporting the address, he checked the time. It was already 1:[-] in the morning, and Mr. Fu would probably be shocked when he returned home.

As a result, he was shocked when he got home.

Mr. Fu was not at home, Yuan Min was not at home, and even Fu Ya was not at home.

The only aunt who stayed at the villa said: "Madam took Min Min to my in-laws' house. It was your family who went to celebrate the New Year. The plane left this morning."

Yuan Xin had a bad guess in his heart: "What about Mr. Fu?"

Auntie smiled bitterly: "What else can Mr. Fu do? He has arranged everything and said that he will go to the mountains to accompany you for the New Year, and now he doesn't know if he will get on the plane. You should call him quickly, or you will be late."

Yuan Xin couldn't help it, and thought that the two of them had such a good understanding and didn't call each other, he couldn't laugh or cry.

He hurriedly took out his mobile phone and called Mr. Fu, but he couldn't get through.

Check the itinerary of the plane from here to the mountain, and it shows that the only flight tonight has already taken off.

For a moment, Yuan Xin didn't know whether he should go after Mr. Fu or stay here and wait, and the plane to the mountain was gone, and it would be 11:[-] tomorrow morning at the earliest.

But he couldn't sit down in the villa, so Yuan Xin hurriedly said to his aunt, and then rushed to the airport.

This place is a little far from the airport, and it will take about an hour to arrive. Yuan Xin knew that it was impossible for Mr. Fu to get through the phone on the plane, but he still couldn't help dialing his mobile phone number, as if this would give him some peace of mind.

Yuan Xin dragged his suitcase and rushed to the airport, this place was about to close down, he had no place to go, he could only stay in the terminal foolishly, occasionally a few people who had an early shift passed by him, and they didn't pay attention to Yuan Xin's exist.

Yuan Xin sat on the stool, holding the mobile phone and trying to call Mr. Fu over and over again.

At four o'clock in the morning, the call finally got through. Yuan Xin's eyes lit up, and he quickly put the phone to his ear: "Mr. Fu?"

Fu Shaohui's voice was a little hoarse, and he was even more puzzled: "Xinxin, why are you still awake at this time?"

For some reason, Yuan Xin became a little sad, as if his tense mood suddenly relaxed, he didn't want others to see this, he lowered his head and his eyes were red: "Mr. Fu, I'm back."

Fu Shaohui didn't speak for a while.

In this empty airport, Yuan Xin finally cried out with his eyes covered, his voice mixed with the pain of the journey, "Shao Hui, I miss you so much."

Over there, Fu Shaohui, who hadn't cried in such emotions for thousands of years, suddenly turned red.